In the vast brain domain, the black light flickered, and the black chains that flickered with phosphorescent light broke off one by one, and then flew into Dugu Cang's body like a fine little snake.

Dugu Cang, who was completely suppressed, obviously showed a look of indignation, after decades of work, he had never seen such a perfect body, and his physical fitness was simply incredible, beyond the reach of ordinary people.

At the beginning, he was thinking of using the momentum of the Ning family to stir up the Tai Killing Hall and avenge himself, but who knew that this kid was simply an orphan in the Ning family who was not loved by his grandmother and uncle, and he was ostracized by others, and he still had to rely on him for everything.

If you want to wait for this kid to cultivate to the peak of spirit refining, it is basically impossible, Ning Que's life overdraft is too powerful, and he doesn't know that he has no chance to reach the peak of spirit refining.

And he doesn't have so much patience to wait, so he can only make dangerous moves, wanting to take advantage of the weakness to enter, come to a Dafa of seizing the soul, kill Ning Que's soul, and then occupy Ning Que's body, thinking about it, his heart is sweet, he has decades of cultivation experience, and reaching the peak is just around the corner, even if it doesn't take a few years to break through the spirit master's estimate, the flesh is polished and polished, as long as the fit is reached, it can be a matter of course.

But who knew that such a change, the hairy boy who was not as weak as the crown, or when he was exhausted, he was able to turn over his hand and suppress him, and what was even more strange was that the vast nebula in the brain domain was filled with a palpitating vastness, although it was faint, but it had an amazing deterrent power, plus a distracting thought, several supernatural soul forces mixed together, mixed together, and suppressed him, an old guy who had experienced the vicissitudes of life, and his heart was really unwilling.

But at this point, it is too late to complain, and it is almost impossible to sit down at a table and have a happy meal.

The situation flipped and he immediately turned around and fled.

But Ning Que refused to let go of such an opportunity, if the other party really returned to the body, then the fierce and intimidating people, he was not an enemy at all, I am afraid that with the Ning family as the backing, it would be difficult to take care of himself.

The entire brain domain is his home field, Ning Que is like a bird's nest, the speed is brisk, on the other hand, Dugu Cang is like a boat sailing against the current, there are many difficulties, there is no hurry to dodge at all, it is the phantom blood that gushes out of the soul, which is broken by Ning Que.

After a pillar of incense, Dugu Cang's soul was haggard, dim and gone, almost transparent, and begged for mercy: "Ning Gongzi, please also for the sake of the old man saddle the horse for you, spare the old man's life, and he will be the work of dogs and horses in the future." ”

Ning Que still paid attention to the other party's prevarication, but the other party's soul power is not weak, even if he has the upper hand, but the other party is cunning and cunning, and he can only be suppressed by relying on the power of the three souls, and he is chasing and beating fiercely, so that the other party can't escape.

However, he said kindly: "Senior Dugu, let's get together and disperse, since we are not all the way, in the future, you will take your single-plank bridge, and I will take my Yangguan Road." ”

He bowed humbly, but his footsteps were a little closer. Dugu Cang is not an easy master to fool, he slowly retreated, and when he reached the corner of the portal of the brain domain, he was about to burst out.

Ning Que had already taken precautions, and with a clasp of his hands, the portal that was as black and hard as steel was heavily blocked, and one after another horizontal piles were inserted, like a copper wall blocking the outside.

Dugu Cang didn't expect Ning Que to be so desperate, and said angrily: "Little cub, you are so poisonous, do you really want to die together?"

Ning Que smiled and said, "Senior Dugu said that he was in awe! ”

Dugu Cang was so angry that his entire black face was wrinkled, hideous and distorted. The whole soul began to tremble unconsciously, and the black smoke cloud began to escape, and a blood-colored mist evaporated from inside, which looked extremely bloody and terrifying.

"What's going on?" Ning Que was surprised, his soul was filled with blood-colored steam, even if he was covered in a bloody shower, he couldn't release blood-colored steam.

Dugu Cang's figure was half smaller, but the coldness and cruelty on his face became more and more prominent, and he said evilly: "Boy, you forced the old man, if you stop here, it's still too late." ”

Ning Que knew that the other party wanted to delay time, but he didn't know how to make a move, the other party's blood-colored steam made people's hearts palpitate and chill, and his soul had goosebumps, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, like encountering a flood beast, his heart was furious.

With every breath, it feels like a year. Ning Que didn't dare to take a step deeper, the blood-colored mist emitted by the other party was full of bloodthirsty smell, it was like human blood, it was terrifying, and he could only stand in place and brake quietly.

About a cup of tea, the blood-colored clouds around Dugu Cang were shrouded, shrouded in about half a zhang around his body, no more, no less, the traces of blood flowing from his eyes were very miserable, and his body had turned into a ball, about three feet.

Instead of retreating, it advanced, approaching Ning Que, the blood-colored steam turned out to be like a part of the body, and it also moved forward with the body, and between the waves of his hand, the blood-colored steam turned into a bloody wind, blowing back and forth, and the sound was mighty.

Ning Que's figure suddenly rose, but the other party's blood-colored vapor was like making the fingers of the arm, although it floated a little slowly, it could be extremely wide, and it could spread and gather with the swing of the hands and feet, and for a while, the blood-colored vapor was dispersed, evenly distributed around, and then slowly retracted, blocking every step of Ning Que's retreat.

In this class, the movements are not fast or slow, like a group of wolves pounce on the strong ox, hunting to the fullest, exhausting the strength of the strong ox, slowly encircling and suppressing, forming an encirclement, letting him flee in all directions, but found that the range of activities around him has shrunk sharply, and he has fallen into exhaustion, and when he comes to his senses, he finds that he has no strength and can only sit and wait for death.

Ning Que fled for a while, the blood-colored steam dissolved immediately, the black soul shell was just an egg covering the nest, it melted when touched, it was not vulnerable at all, billowing blood-colored smoke came out, and the originally round and full soul was immediately pitted, extremely ugly.

The blood-colored vapor became more and more terrifying.

After a few more hours, the outside world did not have the slightest impact, Xu Liang looked at Ning Que who opened his mouth wide in shock, like an old student, sitting still for a long time, slightly surprised, but because the cultivation time is still shallow, he thought that Ning Que was practicing some stunt in retreat, but he didn't know that Ning Que's eyes were already dim, drowsy, and his eyelids drooped, as if he had lost his soul, his face was haggard, and the spirit of the whole person fell to the freezing point.

Looking at the cold wind outside the house, it was a little strange, he closed the door of the house, swallowed two Bigu pills, and once again fell into the consolidation of cultivation.

As for Ning Que's brain domain, it was confusing, Ning Que jumped up and down like a monkey, and the range that could be used gradually decreased, and after knowing the other party's intentions, he couldn't stop sneering in his heart.

If the other party has such a ability, why bother to attack the scheming, it seems that this blood-colored vapor also has some kind of drawback, otherwise it will not take pains to drive himself away, forcing his soul to move without stopping, which will lead to his exhaustion to death, and finally finish.

However, Ning Que is not an elm head, he doesn't understand this, he stands alone in the center, looking at the bloody mystery that is coming to him, and he closes it more and more quickly, and his heart becomes more and more calm.

Looking at Dugu's deceitful expression, he turned to look at the blood qi curling up everywhere, his eyes flashed with a strange light, the other party's body has been hidden in the blood-colored steam, and he has always rushed towards the near place unhurriedly, without revealing his body, I am afraid that the weakness is above the body, and the layers of blood-colored steam are needed to protect each other.

In addition, although this blood-colored vapor is powerful and treacherous, fierce and vicious, it is used by the opponent's body as a medium, and the mist pours into the body, and then flows out of the body, and after rotating with each other, the blood-colored vapor form is centered on itself and forms a whole.

Ning Que held his eyes, and suddenly, his figure rushed in, like a big peng spreading his wings, desperate, forgetting his life and forgetting death to approach Dugu Cang.

The hands were like sticks, and the two sticks swept out in unison, spiraling and turning, forming a circle of rapid whirlpools, and the surrounding blood-colored steam couldn't help but fade down, like a green wind blowing clouds, and the blood mist dispersed, revealing a pitch-black phantom.

The two sticks suddenly stretched out, like two feather fans, and the hurricane snorted and snorted, pushing the blood-colored steam away by another three feet, emptying a pothole the size of a bowl.

Although the soul is not as strange as Dugu Cang, but because the three souls are combined, the condensation is incomparable, and only with the power of barbarism, it can squeeze out the blood-colored steam, although it is inevitable to be stained with the slightest, and the pain is unbearable, but life and death are at stake, how can you take care of these.

Raising his fist, he slapped towards Dugu Cang, who was covered with a blood-colored film, "Snort, knock knock......"

The ferocious Ning Que stubbornly carried the corrosive power of the blood-colored steam, and punched the other party one after another.

Dugu Cang's liver is broken, he wants to escape but does not dare to escape, once he is out of the blood steam, he himself is a bird without wings, and can only be slaughtered. But the two people who were not at the same level at all were pressed to the ground and rubbed at a glance.

Dugu Cang couldn't get rid of it, and he was beaten to the point that his soul was cracked, like porcelain, it began to crack, spread, extremely miserable, and in the howl, the blood-colored steam slowly gathered, surging and ruthless.

Ning Que howled miserably while striking hard, and the two of them were also consumed, and when they arrived at this field, it was to see whose patience was enough and whose perseverance was strong enough.

After another pillar of incense, Ning Que's body melted around, the black juice was bubbling and flowing, as thin as a skinny bone, and Dugu Cang was even more miserable, his soul was cracked, almost torn apart, if it weren't for the blood-colored silk threads inside the soul that were connected to each other, I am afraid it would have been broken into pieces.

At this moment, Dugu Cang finally couldn't help it, and the blood-colored steam also condensed into a small ball, extremely dense, and suddenly surged open, bombarding Ning Que's chest heavily, and his soul flew upside down and didn't know how far.

And Dugu Cang surged and fled, the black horizontal wood sealed on the portal had already naturally melted, and when he turned back, he didn't stay, but broke through the shackles of the portal, and just vacated, but he didn't want Xu Liang to finally find out that something was wrong, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, turning around, constantly shrugging Ning Que, and just out of the tiger's den, he crashed into Xu Liang's forehead.

Xu Liang's face stiffened, and he sat on the ground with a heavy buttocks, and then the world spun around, lying on the ground on all fours, his eyes blurred.

Ning Que stabilized his soul, he couldn't help but regret it, he didn't expect to let him escape in the end, and there would be endless troubles!

Sitting in the dark brain domain, looking at the blood-colored steam rising in mid-air, he pursed his lips, and breathed out the black luster around him again and again.

opened his eyes, looked at Xu Liang who was lying motionless on the ground in front of him, his eyes lost their lustre, his body was soft as soft mud, he patted his side face, and his heart suddenly felt bad, isn't this old guy going to take him away?

There are many worries, he doesn't know anything about the way of the soul, that is, the soul can't leave the body, and he can't take the liberty of forcibly waking Xu Liang up, and he can't hurt his body, I'm afraid everything has to rely on himself.

However, Ning Que had already made up his mind in his heart, taking advantage of his illness to kill him, his figure flew away, kicked open the door, and went straight to Dugu Cang's body, and he was merciless, opening the scoop with one punch, and another punch, shattering his heart.

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