Seeing Feng Ling become like this, Yan Mo's eyes suddenly tightened, and his voice was raised, "What did you do to her?!" ”

Even if he saw Feng Ling's bloodstained face with his own eyes before, Yan Mo had never been so nervous, but now, seeing Feng Ling's soul weakened like this, Yan Mo was really nervous!

This is a person's soul, once the soul is refined, that person is really finished, not only is it finished, but there is no chance of reincarnation and rebirth in the future!

No matter what, Feng Ling is also the one who raised the original owner, there is no merit and hard work, even if Yan Mo is cold, he can't be ungrateful, and he won't save him when he dies.

Yan Mo's nervous look pleased the fleeting black shadow well, and he hooked the corners of his lips and laughed, "What did I do?" Can't you see? I want to refine this soul and turn it into nourishment for my soul! ”

Yan Mo's eyes were cold, his hands were curled up tightly, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes, "Who gave you the guts?" ”

Since Feng Ling raised her, she has the grace of nurturing her, and the other party dares to do something to Feng Ling when he knows all this, it is really bold!

The black shadow sneered, "Sure enough, it's worthy of those two, this tone is big enough." It's just a pity that you're young now and can't fight me. ”

The black shadow fell into his pocket, put the small bottle back in his pocket, and said unhurriedly, "So, let's stand by!" ”

Before the black shadow could finish speaking, a bright light had already suddenly reached his face!

There was a powerful murderous aura in that strong light, and the black shadow subconsciously retreated, but at the moment when his body retreated, he was tripped by something.

His body staggered, and he almost fell, although he barely managed to stabilize his body, but the small bottle he had just returned to his pocket rolled out very coincidentally.

The black shadow's eyes changed, and he just wanted to reach out and catch the small bottle, but a slender white hand took the small bottle away before him.

Yan Mo calmly put the bottle containing Feng Ling's soul back in his pocket, and then glanced indifferently at the black shadow, "Sure enough, the villain died from talking too much, which is the truth." ”

The black shadow was so unceremoniously mocked by Yan Mo, and his face suddenly changed, but his face had just changed, and a strong wind was coming behind him.

Mu Jinxian scolded and scolded, "Dare to fight Xiao Momo's idea, the master will let you never be born!" ”

Don't look at Mu Jinxian in front of Yan Mo like a second ha who has made a mistake, in front of others, he will always be high-spirited, Lao Tzu is the first in the world!

Mu Jinxian has been trapped in Luopan Mountain for so many years, and he can't go anywhere, but he has not been idle all these years, and he has been used to cultivate and improve. This cultivation is not blown, even if the black shadow in front of him is profound, for a while, he was stunned that he didn't get any benefits from Mu Jinxian!

"You people are not ghosts, and you are trying to make trouble, it's really beyond your strength!" Mu Jinxian scolded while beating, thinking that he had been trapped in Luopan Mountain for so many years because of these things, he gritted his silver teeth even more with hatred.

"Committing a mess?" The black shadow stabilized his figure and laughed, "Becoming a king or defeating a villain, since ancient times, in this world, whoever is strong has the final say." What's up and what's down? Are you willing to be someone else's lackey, and you still want to force others to join you in recognizing your master? ”

The black shadow's words were very unpleasant, Mu Jinxian's face suddenly sank, and the attack instantly became much more powerful.