In the dimly lit room, eight fluorescent stones hung silently in the corners of the room, emitting a faint light that dispelled the endless night. Wisps of sandalwood fragrance continue to linger, making the air in the room no longer so dull.

A graceful figure lay quietly on the 'bed', breathing steadily. A face like snow looks a little hazy under the fluorescence. And in this haze, it exudes a suffocating beauty all the time.

Yang Yan stood on the edge of the 'bed', staring at Fang Yue, and when he was calm, he slowly raised his arms, and the green 'color' light on the first floor began to slowly condense in his hands, and his palms also turned into green 'color' in a few breaths, like two leaves, exuding a strong breath of life.

Yang Yan didn't go to the God of Life, because he didn't want others to calculate his relatives, and he also believed that he had this ability, so he decided not to believe in those so-called high gods. As the saying goes, it is better to ask for others than to ask for what you can do, why do you need to ask for others?

After Yang Yan moved, the only trace of speech in the room also quietly stopped, and the four eyes looked at Yang Yan's back expectantly and worriedly, and then looked at Fang Yue, who was lying motionless on the 'bed', and they didn't dare to make a sound. And through Zihuo's narration, the other three also understood Fang Yue's situation, so the hatred for Sisyphus in their hearts was probably not inferior to Yang Yan.

And as the green 'color' airflow in Yang Yan's hands became more and more, everyone also felt a trace of coolness in the whole room, as if they were in the forest, which made people feel refreshed, and then looked at Zihuo, the paleness on his face seemed to be dissipating at the speed of the 'naked' eye. Even herself, once again, was amazed by the mystery of it.

"Yan'er, you must succeed. Yang Chengqiu clenched his fists tightly and prayed secretly. Although he didn't know what kind of method Yang Yan would use, he could know that this matter was not trivial when he saw the solemnity on Yang Yan's face. So, he didn't want any surprises either.

The thick green 'color' light, in Yang Yan's palm, was like a flame, beating gently, and the flexibility in it was like his fingers, changing endlessly. Fine sweat also began to appear quietly on his forehead. As Yang Yan's divine sense spread, the green 'color' light in his hand also began to extend like a large net, and it quickly enveloped Fang Yue inside.

The originally beautiful Fang Yue was completely obscured when the green 'color' light fell, and her hazy appearance made people reverie infinitely, but at this time, they didn't have the slightest mood of appreciation.

The moment the green 'color' light covered Fang Yue's body, Fang Yue's body also trembled suddenly, and then fell into a deep sleep again. It's just that beads of sweat the size of beans began to drip down from his forehead. And in the depths of her soul, a huge sting pain also began to spread.

After completely fixing Fang Yue, Yang Yan also began to release a trace of divine sense, reaching Fang Yue's soul. And when the divine consciousness just appeared around the soul, a powerful aura suddenly appeared, and it instantly rebounded out. Yang Yan suddenly felt his heart sink, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva, which didn't let the blood spurt out.

"It seems that Sisyphus's hand is really not small. After Yang Yan adjusted his breath, he said secretly. Immediately, in the surprise of everyone, he closed his eyes again, and an invisible soul power shrouded Fang Yue again.

A battle of souls!

Yang Yan, who had a strong soul, naturally would not give up because of the mistake just now, and at this time, a stronger soul power once again enveloped Fang Yue's entire body. Immediately, he 'extracted' a small soul power and began to attack Fang Yue's soul again.

Or feeling that Yang Yan was attacking again, the power of the main god in Fang Yue's soul suddenly shone brightly, like a black 'color' sun, and the thick black 'color' light instantly rushed out of her body, and then collided with the surrounding green 'color' light.

There was no sound, no energy overflowing, but Fang Yue's body, at this moment, turned into a bloody person, and the red blood continued to seep out from the already cracked skin. Fortunately, there was a lot of green 'colored' air around her, so after the blood only flowed out a little, the wound began to heal so quickly that almost within a few seconds, no blood flowed out. On the contrary, the wounds around his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, looking at that appearance, I was afraid that in another ten seconds, Fang Yue's body would recover as before.

With such a fast speed, even Yang Yan himself was deeply surprised.

However, the power of the main god that failed to break through for the first time suddenly withdrew into Fang Yue's soul, as if he wanted to use Fang Yue to blackmail Yang Yan. However, will Yang Yan let it succeed? Of course not!

At the moment when the power of the black 'color' main god expanded outward, the soul power that had already been prepared around Fang Yue's body suddenly seeped into Fang Yue's body, almost in the blink of an eye, and her soul was completely wrapped intact, even if the power of the black 'color' main god came back again, it would not hurt her, not to mention, they could not come back.

While protecting Fang Yue's soul, he separated the power of the main god, and soon 'forced' the power of the black 'color' main god to the edge of Fang Yue's body. Yang Yan was no longer afraid that it would make any big moves, because Fang Yue's body, even if it was traumatized to a certain extent, would recover in a short period of time, and the important thing was that it would not let the soul suffer any further damage.

Sure enough, that black 'colored' light seemed to have consciousness, and after pausing for a moment, it suddenly moved, launching a fierce attack on Fang Yue's soul. And Yang Yan also suddenly felt a dullness in his heart, the sword qi in the dantian was spinning at a high speed, and unconsciously, streams of dark red 'color' sword qi began to emanate from Yang Yan's body, and soon, the entire room was dyed red.

The strange scene made Zihuo and the others extremely worried, but they didn't dare to act rashly, because they believed Yang Yan. And these seemingly ferocious red 'colored' air currents did not mean to hurt them in the slightest.

It was only when the red 'colored' sword qi gushed out that Yang Yan felt that he was full of strength, and the dullness that he began to feel in the collision also disappeared. In exchange, it was his ***.

Condensing the strength of the whole body into one, driven by the divine consciousness, the power of the soul suddenly condensed, turned into a small dot, and instantly flashed towards the black 'color' light. Although it was blocked by Fang Yue's body, the speed was obviously beyond their expectations.

Therefore, an almost negligible green 'color' light, after a flash, instantly reached the front of the black 'color' light, and then under a dull sound, it turned into a huge green 'color' net, and suddenly enveloped all the black 'color' light.

"Ah......" In the city of the 'mysterious' capital, Sisyphus, who was cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the roof in horror and surprise. The pain was so severe that her eyes almost became round, and her hands were clutching the corners of her clothes tightly, not even knowing that there was bleeding under her clothes. At this moment, she finally felt what pain was, and it was pain from her soul.

"How...... How...... Can ......" Sisyphus bit his lip tightly to prevent himself from screaming. A few trembling notes, squeezed out from the already purple 'lips', and the terrifying aura instantly filled the entire room.

She never dreamed that Yang Yan would find out so quickly. Moreover, he also uses the powerful soul power to make her have no power to resist. Originally, she also wanted to use Fang Yue to collect intelligence for her, and then at a critical moment, she would make Yang Yan stand on her side and use it for her. Now it seems that these extremely secret arrangements have completely lost their effect.

"Yang Yan, count you ruthlessly......" Sisyphus struggled to suppress the pain from his soul and said fiercely. But just as she spoke, an even more terrifying pain made her face instantly pale as paper, and even her body trembled heavily.

In his eyes, he was already full of bloodshots, and his purple lips were already dripping with a trace of blood, and even his ten fingers were tightly clasped into his skin. The red blood continued to spill down the wound. But she didn't know it at all.

Just when Yang Yan felt that he had completely controlled the black 'colored' airflow, his consciousness suddenly moved, and the energy around him was instantly compressed, squeezing it into a thumb-sized ball. The black 'colored' airflow wanted to make a final resistance, but it was surrounded by a strong soul power. After a soft 'groan', it instantly turned into nothingness under a powerful pressure from all directions.

After feeling that Fang Yue's body was completely devoid of other breath once again, Yang Yan was relieved to withdraw his soul power and the power of the main god. When he opened his eyes, he realized that the clothes on his body had been soaked with sweat, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then retreated.

"Yan'er (Yang Yan), how is it?" the four of them stepped forward to help Yang Yan, who was a little weak, and hurriedly asked. Yang Yan was single-minded, if it wasn't for the strength of his soul, I was afraid that he would be counterattacked, and even lose Fang Yue's 'life', which could be regarded as a bet. It's just that Yang Yan almost doesn't do anything that he is not sure of, so this bet can be regarded as a thrill.

"Mother's soul is indeed controlled by Sisyphus. Yang Yan smiled lightly. "However, I have already disposed of them all, and such a method is really too hateful. But don't worry, I'll remember this account. ”

"Hmm......" At this time, a slight moaning sound suddenly sounded on the 'bed', and everyone quickly turned their eyes away, only to find that Fang Yue was looking at this side with a surprised face. As a frightened 'color' burst out of his eyes in an instant, Fang Yue suddenly jumped off the 'bed' and threw himself into Yang Chengqiu's arms crying loudly. "Chengqiu, I'm so scared of ......"