Don't kill any more time, don't come out again, when I find you, I will make you want to live and not die! The old monster became more and more impatient, and the voice was getting closer and closer, Ye Qingyu got up, wanting to avoid the old monster.

When Ye Qingyu wanted to get up, she realized that something was wrong, this was not her body, or it was not a body. It's a white mist! She was floating in the air, how did she get up?

Before she felt cold, she felt that she hugged herself tightly, it was all an illusion! She's a white mist! She doesn't have a body! Ye Qingyu floated up, she didn't feel her feet hit the ground, because she didn't have feet.

It's as if there's no ground, it's a white world, and she's floating!

Could it be that she is dead? Is this her soul? Looking at the environment here, it shouldn't be hell, this is heaven?

"I didn't expect that the little girl's knowledge of the sea is big!"

Ye Qingyu heard the voice of the old monster and suddenly realized something. This is her sea of knowledge, and what she is facing is the most common seizure in the cultivation of immortals? Ye Qingyu looked at her white mass, this was her soul, thinking of the feeling of being bitten by an old monster, Ye Qingyu shuddered.

Ye Qingyu shuddered, avoiding the old monster more and more carefully.

This is her sea of knowledge, which she has seen countless times with her spiritual power, but it is completely different from what she has seen before. Could it be some corner she hadn't noticed? What about her space? As long as she finds that jade-colored lotus, she can be temporarily unthreatened by the old monster.

No, no! As soon as the thought came to mind, Ye Qingyu dispelled it. If you find the lotus space, wouldn't the space be exposed to the old monster.

"Haha, it turns out that the little girl is here."

Ye Qingyu turned around and saw a black shadow floating towards him.

The old monster in the state of the soul is still as black as ever. But the old monster is not a mass, but a woman. The face is thin, the cheekbones are slightly high, the corners of the eyes are raised, the dark red thin lips are not visible on the slightly dark face, and the age looks like he is in his thirties and forties, giving people the feeling of being very mean.

I really like black, and the robe on my body is still black, maybe the old witch can't make any other colors. The reason why Ye Qingyu thought so was because the old witch's face was also black, as if she had been poisoned. This soul is all black, how can it transform into a robe of other colors?

The image of the old monster resembles the old witch in the fairy tale "Snow White". Compared with the old monster and the old witch, now Ye Qingyu prefers to call her: Old witch!

"Little girl, come over obediently!"

Ye Qingyu floated away quickly, she was in a white mess, maybe she didn't need to bite, the black old witch could swallow her in one bite. Hurry up, hurry up! But no matter how hard she tried, the chilling voice followed her. The old witch chased after her like a cat and a mouse.

"Alright, little girl, this is the end of the frolicking." The old witch opened her mouth and flew towards her.

The old witch grabbed Ye Qingyu's soul at once, and the imaginary pain did not come. The old witch grabbed Ye Qingyu with one hand, and the fingers of the other hand moved quickly.

After the movements in the old witch's hand stopped, Ye Qingyu, who was white in a ball, could no longer float, and stood motionless.

"Hahaha...... Let me see what this body is capable of...... Hey? How can there be a magic weapon in the dantian? "The old witch regarded the abnormal energy core in the dantian as her so-called magic weapon.

The old witch saw the internal force in the dantian, thinking that it was the credit of the internal force, and the old witch muttered: "How can the internal force refine the magic weapon?!" ”

"No, it's not a magic weapon...... This...... How does this feel like a spiritual root?! …… This...... This...... Is this the spiritual root? The old witch's voice trembled with excitement.

"No, no, no, it's not a spiritual root! What the hell is this? The old witch lifted Ye Qingyu all of a sudden, grabbed Ye Qingyu excitedly with both hands, and shook it, "Say!" Say it quickly! In the dantian, what are those two flowers?! ”

Ye Qingyu was swayed up and down by her, silent.

"Ah, I forgot, you don't have a primordial baby, and your soul doesn't have a shapeshift! You can't open your mouth! What the hell is this? A flower like a spiritual root, and something inside is like spiritual power, what is this? What kind of cultivation is this? ”

"No, no, I have to master this body as soon as possible, I want to get your memory!"

The old witch grabbed Ye Qingyu and shook it for a long time, talking to herself for a long time, and finally remembered what she was going to do! Ye Qingyu didn't know what the old witch had done, and only heard the old witch talking to herself.

Ye Qingyu couldn't see the scene outside, she only saw that the old witch's face was a little more ugly. The old witch spent a lot of divine power, and the dark spirit on the altar spun rapidly, and the black mist also rolled. As the dark spirit swirled, the black mist on the altar grew fainter and fainter until it was absorbed by the dark spirit.

When the altar was clear again, the dark spirit instantly shrank and disappeared into Ye Qingyu's eyebrows in the blink of an eye. The forty-nine pieces of jade on the altar made a crisp "pop pop ......" sound, and all of them lost their spiritual power and shattered.

The old witch summoned the dark spirit into Ye Qingyu's sea of knowledge, her fingers flew over, and she pinched her fingers to stuff Ye Qingyu into the dark spirit.

The old witch put the dark spirit in the sea of consciousness to nourish it, and the new body, not only her soul needs to adapt, but her natal magic weapon also needs to adapt.

When the old witch was adapting to her new body, she was stuffed into the soul of Ye Qingyu, who was a dark spirit, and entered a dark world! Ye Qingyu knew that this was the "Spirit Measuring Ball", which was obviously a crystal-like ball, why was it so dark inside?

Ah, Ye Qingyu suddenly realized that this "spirit measuring ball" belongs to the old witch, here is like the heart of the old witch, it is normal to be so dark that it is as dark as ink.

Ye Qingyu hated the dark, and she desperately longed for a glimmer of light. She pried off a lot of star stones, but unfortunately they were all in the crystal space. Her soul can't be retrieved, let alone brought into this ball.

The inky darkness is little by little soaked in the white soul, which is a very bad feeling. Ye Qingyu felt that she was about to become a part of this darkness. She will be assimilated, she will dissolve into this darkness. But for the situation in front of him, Ye Qingyu was helpless.

Is she going to die here? She had smelled death, the feeling of near-death suffocation, and she had never forgotten it. I was fortunate enough to come to a new world and write a new chapter.

Here, she has a good hand in her hand, and even if the original cannon fodder is killed, she is confident of reversing. She didn't want to replace the heroine, she just wanted to be a passerby and live her life.