After the decision, Fei Liu was no longer verbose.

However, there was too much movement in the station, and Fei Liu thought about it, gave a few words to the dark witch, and left quietly.

Hundreds of kilometers west of the lone peak of the bay, in a deep forest and high mountain range, Fei Liu quickly dug out a cave and laid a defensive circle and a shelter circle.

Ordered Zhao Lei to protect the Dharma outside the cave, and he entered the circle and sat cross-legged.

When everything is ready and the mind is working, a tenth of the wisps of consciousness float out and fall into the keel wood.

Inside the dragon bone wood, the split soul of the Holy Lord of Wentian was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Fei Liu's Divine Consciousness Mind Technique turned into silk threads, burrowing into the body of the Soul Splitting Phantom from different parts such as the top of the head, body, and limbs, and connecting them into a tightly connected net.

Then, the mental method changed again, and the ends of the entire net gradually gave birth to dense tentacles, like octopuses, tightly locking the prey with dense suckers.

At the same time, Fei Liu's meridian soul sucking spell was urged, ready to launch a fatal blow against the soul splitting at any unfavorable time.

The distracted soul with his eyes closed was speechless for a while, he had never seen such a cautious person!

With the restraint of the soul forbidden technique of the master-servant life and death contract, this kid was still not at ease, who could he trust in his heart?

Everything was ready, Fei Liu no longer thought about it, practiced the magic method and operated, and the majestic vitality poured towards Zhiyu like a wave.

Zhiyu's dark red body surface shone crimson.

Shout!

Turned into a streamer of light and flew straight into the sky.

With the urging of the soul parasitic technique, Fei Liu felt amazing!

It's as if he has two separate spirits, one meditating on the ground, and controlling everything with his mind as if he were nothing.

One is like someone else's, more than a split soul of the Holy Lord of Wentian, it seems that it is me, I am it, but I can't read its memory.

In his mind, his appearance and personality are no longer Fei Liu, but the Holy Lord of Wentian.

Zhiyu is getting farther and farther away from herself, and this feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

Nearly two hours later, between Fei Liu and the split soul, there was only a vague trace of induction.

And the Zhiyu of this matter has also approached where Gangfeng is.

Rumble!

Suddenly!

Fei Liu only felt that a strange cold force rushed in his soul!

This strange cold seems to carry the power of heaven, earth and stars, not only cold, but also heavy!

Fortunately, the relationship between himself and the split soul is only a vague induction, a little bit of wind and residual power, he can still bear it, after all, his Black Iron Realm is complete, and compared to other monks, his resistance to cold and heat is several times stronger.

Fei Liu was calm and calm, resisting the invasion of Qihan with all his might.

After an hour like this, Fei Liu's heart moved.

He felt that this strange cold was fading, and he slowly felt that the sense between himself and the split soul was also increasing bit by bit.

Call~

It seems that Zhiyu is returning!

I don't know what the detection results are, everything in Gangfeng is really hard to see, he just feels that the split soul is helping him to control Zhiyu through Gangfeng together.

However, according to the current induction, at least Zhiyu was not damaged, and there were no accidents.

At this time, in the distant sky, a crimson light fell at a rapid speed.

It is Fei Liu's natal magic weapon Zhi Ballad who returned from Gangfeng.

Within the Zhi Song, the distraction of the Holy Lord Wentian was still meditating quietly.

It's just that if someone has seen what happened in Gangfeng from beginning to end, they will know that the split soul at this time is not so much controlled by Fei Liu's consciousness as it is refining something itself!

Time goes back an hour ago.

Soon after Zhi Yu entered Gangfeng, the Split Soul of the Holy Lord of Wentian suddenly opened his eyes.

But seeing its illusory hands swing like wheels, accompanied by a silent arcane incantation, a tiny white light lit up between its hands.

The white light flickered, and it seemed to be a little unstable.

Seeing this scene, the distracted soul looked solemn, dark and ruthless, his hands waved faster, and the white light began to gradually stabilize.

The white light began to converge in one place, and gradually formed three identical characters.

And as the characters became clearer and clearer, suddenly, they emitted a dazzling golden light!

The wind within a zhang of Zhiyu has stopped!

It's as if time has stopped in this small space!

And outside this space, the gang wind blows, without any barrier, directly through this space, as if this space does not exist!

This character is really unpredictable!

Ignoring all this, he stretched out his right hand and pointed at the three characters with great difficulty.

The three characters turned into three golden rays of light, and they fell into Fei Liu's consciousness and two meridian soul sucking spells!

Gradually, the characters surrounded Fei Liu's consciousness and the soul notes he left in the meridian soul sucking spell, gradually obscuring the connection between them and Fei Liu's ontological consciousness god!

The Soul Split took a slight breath and wiped the illusory forehead, and then, in full swing, began the next move.

But seeing its mental thoughts, the entire split soul floated up and slowly floated towards a place in the space.

The location of the split soul is the inner space of the dragon bone wood, and it is also the place where the original machine spirit stayed.

And where it looked at it now, there was nothing else, nothing.

Time was pressing, and it didn't have the heart to look closely, and with a swipe of its right hand, a small crack appeared in the void.

It was pitch black inside the cracks.

After thinking about it for a while, he pulled it in with one hand, and after a while, he quickly pulled it back, and a dark red shimmer was slightly translucent in his hand.

"Hahaha...... Boy, no matter how cunning you are, you will still have to be defeated by the master!

The Soul of the Holy Lord of Wentian laughed arrogantly and wildly.

Then, its mind worked, and the dark red light gradually melted into its hands!

"I'm enjoying it so much! How many years? It's been thousands of years? I'm finally able to breathe in the delicious taste of Reiki again...... It's a pity, it's too little, this broken wood has accumulated such a little spirituality for thousands of years! Forget it, in such a barren low-level world, being able to absorb spiritual energy is already a great luck!"

The soul was annoyed for a while, and joyful for a while, and kept talking to himself.

"After a few more smoking, I will definitely be able to become an independent god, hahahaha...... Can the main god be unsealed, what does it have to do with this holy lord, hahahaha...... Time is pressing, so let's absorb it as soon as possible, so as not to be discovered by this kid, it's not good. ”

The purpose succeeded, what is a little immortal art!

And as long as this Holy Lord reaches the Yuan Shen Realm, it will be easy to break its Raushzi Forbidden Soul Curse.

If the Lord God is really rescued, and this Holy Lord is already this broken wood spirit anyway, how can this kid give up on me, how can he ignore me?

Hehe, how to calculate, this holy lord is sure to make a profit and not lose money!

Hahahaha......

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[Today's third update is presented! ]

It's snowing heavily in Beijing, and it's already a snow-white world overnight, and tomorrow's event is cold! It's cold to think about! Fortunately, it's indoors.

On a snowy day, a pot of wine, a few dishes, read a novel, enjoy!]