The ghost cultivator of the Ghost Fetal Realm smiled wickedly at Chu Xiyao and said, "I still want to thank you for saving me." ”

Chu Xiyao watched the innocent fire wreak havoc in his soul, but he himself joked casually, with a relaxed and leisurely attitude.

This is also a madman, Chu Xiyao did not hesitate to come to a conclusion, she also noticed that the evil face was a pair of eyes with a hidden green light, as if she was looking at the prey that was bound to be obtained.

The Ghost Fetus Realm, a few realms higher than himself, can't be accurately judged, can only be seen from the qi on his body that is more vigorous than the Heavenly Spirit Ghost Realm; Chu Xiyao knows that it is a fluke that he can kill Wu Yu, but luck is always a kind of uncertain thing.

She regretted provoking him, saying that she had saved him and brought him to his senses in the illusion, but it was impossible to use the Phantom Prison Circle to once again trap him in the dark inner trap.

He took out two cuboid bars from his storage ring, the tips of which were tapered sharp spikes, and suddenly he unfurled them into two fans, the bones of which were thin and sharp, like blades.

Seeing the dark red blood stains on the cold dark iron fan, glowing with cold light in the darkness, Chu Xiyao couldn't stop trembling, goosebumps broke out on her arms, and a chill emerged from the depths of her soul.

"It's been a long time since my Nine Yin Xuantie Fan drank human blood. He said, and after finishing speaking, he licked the blood stains on the fan feathers with his tongue, and looked at Chu Xiyao faintly.

"The blood of the flower fairy must be fragrant and sweet. You are beautiful, I have a friend who refines puppets, and after you die, I want him to refine you into a puppet, okay?" he said with a wicked smile.

"You'd better not resist, so that there will be fewer wounds, and the refined puppet will be perfect. ”

At this time, the black birdcage composed of runes above his head suddenly loosened, and the light of the runes dimmed a little, which was a sign that the soul power in the soul stone was about to be exhausted.

Of the 30 million soul stones dug up from Tongshen Pavilion, 10 million were buried here alone, Chu Xiyao thought that they could support them for a long time, but there were too many people who broke into the Phantom Prison Demon Array, and the runes required a lot of soul power.

There are still ten people in the Phantom Prison Demon Array, and all of them are ghost cultivators above the Ghost Fetal Realm, once the formation disappears, she will be greeted by the end of being besieged to death, so Chu Xiyao pulled her legs and ran.

"Flying to catch the moon. Suddenly, there was a cold drink behind him.

The two fans cracked and turned into blades, which rolled towards Chu Xiyao like flowing water, and Chu Xiyao was forced to turn around, "Moisturizing things silently." ”

Tens of thousands of soul lines wrapped around the blade water flow, disturbing it inside, and the strong bursting momentum made Chu Xiyao almost unable to support it, the blade cut off the soul line, and turned back into a fan and returned to the hands of the ghost fetus realm man.

The severed soul line floated in the air, and a large amount of soul power that went out could not be recovered into Chu Xiyao's body, and a few more such moves, without any more attacks from him, Chu Xiyao would also run out of soul power and let him slaughter.

"Chasing the clouds. "The male ghost cultivates a big drink.

"Plague without reason, hurricane and flame storm. "Since she devoured Guan Qing's soul, the Wufu Fire is stronger, and she can't simulate a dynamic flame now, so she can only use the sword qi to bring the Wufu Fire back to life.

The innocent fire swept away like a hurricane with the sword qi, sucking up the weeds on the ground and scraping towards the male ghost cultivator like a blade mixed with tens of thousands.

But Chu Xiyao's swordsmanship was a beginner after all, and he didn't even have sword intent, and the hurricane flames blown out by the sword qi alone were scattered in a few breaths, and the frenzied fan bones rushed straight like a sharp scalpel.

She hurriedly resisted with the evil ghost, but it was also a drop in the bucket, the blade left scratches on the Xuanyi, and the flesh and blood without the protection of the Xuanyi were cut large and small, leaving a neat arc on the hand, neck, forehead, and even on the right cheek.

Chu Xiyao's injury aroused the anger of the male ghost cultivator.

"I told you not to resist, ah!! My perfect puppet. He said frantically.

"You'd better obediently let me wipe my neck, or I want you to live rather than die. His eyeballs were bloodshot with Chu Xiyao's disobedient anger, and he said terrifying words.

The blood on her forehead left her eyes blurred, Chu Xiyao looked at the approaching male ghost cultivator through the red faint light, her heart was clear and bright, the more dangerous it was, the calmer she had to be.

Under him, he can hold up three more moves at most, and his cultivation is still too low, compared to the powerhouses of the Ghost Fetus Realm, he is just a fish on the board, struggling before he dies.

Counting the hole cards that saved her life, the 'Drizzle Spring Willow Sleep' could no longer be used, and she remembered that the soul thread was cut into short filaments floating in the air, which was just in vain.

Demon Mori is only suitable for hand-to-hand combat, presumably he has already been cut throat and bled before he gets close.

The vision became more and more blurred, the blood had already flowed into the eyes, staining the eyeballs red, and the male ghost cultivator turned into a blood-colored figure, and the Nine Yin Xuantie Fan in his hand was stained with her blood, which looked even sharper.

Chu Xiyao's mind flashed the picture of the soul line being cut and floating in the air, which was the result of pale and weak resistance, she sneered: Why resist if you are powerless?

But...... Could he not be allowed to refine into a puppet?

The male ghost cultivator gradually got closer, and there was no need to think about it, he still had an evil smile on his face, with the excitement of getting a beautiful puppet.

Why don't you resist without resisting? Chu Xiyao flashed this thought, and she suddenly smiled, isn't this the way the old Chu family behaves? There is yang in yin, and there is yin in yang; there will also be resistance in surrender, isn't it?

What she had been running away from all her life was finally firmly rooted in her soul and could not be erased, but it saved itself again.

He was closer, just half a meter away, close enough to control the arc of the Nine Yin Xuantie Fan to cut a thin line-like wound on Chu Xiyao's neck, just when the Ghost Fetus Realm powerhouse was about to cut the fan across her neck......

"Broken Soul Step. Chu Xiyao jumped up suddenly, kept moving upwards, stopped in mid-air, looked down at him, blood had already flowed over half of her cheeks.

Probably an escape after fear, at this time she smiled hideously, laughing madly.

A rampant voice came from his mouth: "Give me rain." ”

Subsequently, the thousands of broken soul lines wrapped in unvain fire fell from mid-air, and the dense flames fell from mid-air with the soul silk like countless raindrops, covering the surroundings of the Ghost Fetus Realm powerhouse, soft and nowhere to escape.

"Flying to catch the moon. Sensing Chu Xiyao's intentions, he immediately counterattacked, and the fan bones spread out and turned into blades to form a stream of water like a swimming dragon smashing straight up, splitting the falling 'raindrops' even more fragmented, and the shattered flames fell with the gaps in the blades.

The 'raindrops' fell first on his hair, causing black smoke, and then on his face, shoulders, and arms,......

"Ah!!h The male ghost cultivator let out a terrible scream, he held his head and ran around, but the raindrops had nowhere to hide, and instantly covered his whole body and burned into a burning man.

He didn't even care about the Nine Yin Xuantie Fan, and just threw it on the ground, letting the 'raindrops' fall on it, hitting the cold Xuantie and disappearing completely.

After watching the pale flame figure on the ground gradually fade away, Chu Xiyao walked down from the sky, picked up the Nine Yin Xuantie Fan from the ground, shook off the dust on its body and put it into the nameless coffin.

Not far away was his charred body, and there was some breath, and the fire that fell with the soul silk was less damaging, and the power of the fire injury was damaged, so he couldn't be burned alive.

Chu Xiyao condensed a fire sword, for the enemy who was not dead, she was not stupid enough to get close to him, she aimed the fire sword at his heart, and threw it into his organs with force, and the strong man of the ghost fetus realm died completely in the last scream.

In line with the principle of collecting the corpse of the enemy, Chu Xiyao threw another fireball at his charred corpse, and the fire burned on the body of this corpse condensed by soul power......

Chu Xiyao looked up and saw that the runes above her head had turned pale gray, and they were about to be unable to hide the color of the sky, and the dark vegetation on all sides gradually emerged, and she couldn't stay here anymore, and the Phantom Prison Demon Array was about to burst.

"Broken Soul Step. Chu Xiyao stepped on the soul power and followed its rebound power, running in the air, she deliberately chose the position where Yan Yihan was.

Yan Yihan saw Chu Xiyao withdraw from the Phantom Prison Demon Array, she didn't love to fight, and quickly retreated to Chu Xiyao's second defensive formation with the bloodied sword, which was an improved version of the Golden Stream Shattered Light Array.

Chu Xiyao, who has no talent in refining, can learn the formation as soon as possible, and can draw inferences from one another.

After the pale gray runes dissipated, the surviving ghost cultivators in the Phantom Prison Demon Array gradually revealed their true faces, and there were nine more people, the tenth was killed by Chu Xiyao, and before Yan Yihan could attack the ninth ghost cultivator, he was recalled by Chu Xiyao.

The people who stayed behind were far more difficult to deal with than the weak ghost cultivators who had their throats cut by Yan Yihan's sword, and what Chu Xiyao didn't expect was that Gao Xun didn't die, not only did he not die, but there were no traces of serious injuries on his body.

The two ghost venerable powerhouses did not die, Yan Yihan originally had a chance to kill them, but out of consideration for Chu Xiyao's low cultivation, she chose to kill those ghost cultivators of the ghost fetus realm first;

Yan Yihan couldn't help frowning as she looked at the remaining seven ghost cultivators of the Ghost Fetal Realm, she was still slow to start.

......

Liu Yuyun died.

What surprised Chu Xiyao was not that she was dead, but that she was killed by Guan Qingfeng, who was holding her corpse and was heartbroken.

When the runes of the Phantom Prison Demon Array subsided, he sensed that Liu Yuyun was not a phantom, but it was still too late.

He didn't want to kill her, but who let her have a good father and let her approach him with an impure purpose, if it weren't for this formation, he would have been kept in the dark.

Guan Qingfeng's sad and gloomy appearance made Chu Xiyao very curious.

"Is there an elixir to restore soul power?" Yan Yihan interrupted Chu Xiyao's gossip thoughts.

"Yes. Chu Xiyao took out the Juyuan Pill from the nameless coffin and said, "Take it." Then he threw the pill to Yan Yihan.