Although it was just a glimpse, and the bloodless face was shrouded in a layer of mist again, Lu Xiaonan still saw the face that made him feel so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar.

Is it just a coincidence that this soul messenger is seven or eight points similar to the woman who gave him the deepest pain in that dream? It must be just a coincidence, Lu Xiaonan's heart is beating hard.

Youyun married the young master of Kunlun, well, it's been two thousand years, and the young master is a cultivator, so he should have ascended, or is it the ancestor of Kunlun, right? Her status in the Kunlun Sect is extremely revered, how could she become the lowest level of the underworld's soul envoy? At the same time, Lu Xiaonan also thought of another person, who was also a woman from the Kunlun faction, the Jade Butterfly Fairy, and when he thought about it, he was six or seven points similar to Youyun in his dream, which made him feel a little confused.

After the soul envoy roared, her whole body was covered with billowing black flames, and the whole room was almost burning under this black flame, and the light wall of the cyan cage was almost burned through, and the soul of the woman who was locked and held in her hand was scorched by the black flames, and a trace of green smoke came out, twisting in pain, getting lighter and fainter, and it might not be long before it was roasted by the flames.

Lu Xiaonan was anxious, he didn't care too much about whether the soul envoy could return to the underworld, he just didn't want the mother who tied the silk thread for her child before dying to die like this, but he couldn't do anything in the face of the black flame. He looked at Tu Feng, Tu Feng's face was pale and terrible at this time, his whole body was soaked with sweat and dried by steam, he had no strength to talk more, he couldn't even give him a look, his body seemed to have lost a circle, but he was still insisting, this time he was really desperate, fiercely confronting the black flames, and in the end it was his endurance that prevailed, and he used all his strength to form a balanced confrontation situation, and no one could help anyone.

But the Soul Envoy didn't want to fight with them, she wanted to return, time was running out, and she roared again, this time a hole suddenly opened between her chest, like a monster's mouth, and you could see the black heart and stomach inside, and black flames erupted from the mouth, as if a small bomb suddenly exploded, bombarding the cyan wall of light, which made a clicking sound like glass breaking.

Blood suddenly splattered in the seven orifices of Tufeng's eyes, ears, nose and mouth, and the body sitting cross-legged flew out of five or six meters, almost flying out of the small courtyard, he stood up, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and his voice was hoarse, "It seems that this young immortal really can't subdue this ghost without showing some real skills." ”

He took a sharp breath, and the index finger of his left hand was a little eyebrows, "The beginning of heaven and earth, the infinite Xuanling, the pale yellow Xuanqing, the Taishang Taiqing Zun is fruitful, and the urgency is like the law." A ball of clear air the size of an egg spit out from his mouth, and there was a faint glow falling from the sky, and in an instant, the heaven and earth were full of mystical sounds, and the green spirit gourd trembled, bursting out with a more brilliant cyan light, and the cage seemed to have become a real heaven and earth prison at this moment, firmly locking the ghosts in it.

This is the qi of the pure spirit, and the authentic Sanqing Dao method is to cultivate this breath of pure spiritual qi, and it is also the qi of the origin, and as soon as the origin of the Dao method subsides, this is extremely harmful to a cultivator, and it is even possible to cut off the path. Tufeng didn't use it when he was fighting with Xunfeng and facing a life-and-death crisis, and this time he was really fighting for his life and future.

Tu Feng cracked his mouth and laughed, his bloodstained face became even more hideous, and then he fell headlong and passed out.

Lu Xiaonan hugged Tu Feng, seeing that his body was soft like dough, showing signs of gradually withering, and then looked up at the fierce and matchless soul envoy in the cyan cage, and the black flames were frantically slamming around, and he couldn't help but get anxious. This time I really played Dafa, how did I end up with my half-baked kung fu?

"What should I do?" Hua Chengyi also saw that the situation was not good at this time, but he didn't know what to do at all.

Lu Xiaonan knew that Hua Chengyi was not a person in the cultivation circle, and he couldn't let him be psychologically burdened, so he said indifferently, "Third child, don't worry, I discussed it with the old man when I came, he mainly attacked the first half, and I played the second half, there is no problem." ”

Hua Chengyi glanced at him suspiciously, he always felt that things were not as simple as he said, and the blood had flowed several catties, how could it be easy? Although he was worried in his heart, he could only force himself to settle down and try his best not to create pressure on his friends.

Lu Xiaonan twisted his eyebrows and looked at the cage at a loss, although Tu Feng said that as long as the soul envoy missed the return date, it would be done, but even if he missed the return date and could not return to the underworld, would the strength of the ghost thing drop? Even if the strength is damaged, it will not be immediately effective.

The soul envoy suddenly quieted down, she raised her head, and looked at Lu Xiaonan outside with a pair of red eyes, sharp as a knife, that was a bitter hatred!

Black flames were spewing from every pore of her body, the fog used to disguise it was gone, her black robe had long since been burned to ashes, and even her hair had been burned out, revealing her bare head and body as pale as snow, and she stood up, her trembling carcass with every step.

Lu Xiaonan swallowed and foamed, his face was a little feverish, this was the first time he saw the body of the opposite sex, but he was still a ghost, and he was a little distracted for a while.

At this moment, the soul envoy let out a roar, and a pair of fists slammed into the cyan light wall, and a big bulge appeared on the light wall, and then quickly returned to its original state, but each punch of the soul hook messenger hit the same point, and the sound of bang was endless, and the blue light at that point gradually thinned.

She kept beating, her fist had been burned and scorched, revealing Bai Sensen's bone stubble, but she didn't seem to have a trace of pain, just kept hitting, the rhythm was getting faster and faster, and her body gradually shrank from a tall figure of more than one meter seven to about one meter five Lori, she is fighting a way out with her burning life, she needs to make a last fight before the return time specified by the Yin Si, otherwise she only has a dead end, and it may not be long before she can really punch a hole.

Lu Xiaonan listened to the constant banging sound, and tried his best to get rid of the perception of dry mouth, yes, the opposite side is just a ghost, no matter how beautiful it is, it is not a real woman, and the ghost thing is harmful! She must be stopped!

Lu Xiaonan had no other way but to rush in with his sword to fight and prevent her from hitting the wall of light.

The soul envoy just punched him back like a mosquito, hitting the wall of light without interruption, Lu Xiaonan's face turned red, this was a humiliation that was ignored, the jade sword emitted a faint blue sword light, and he hit angrily, but he still couldn't hit the other party as if he was passing through the phantom, but the other party could hit him, and it was another punch, his chest was sunken, blood was spurting from his mouth and nose, and he staggered back.

This is a different space-time dimension, one side can directly attack across the dimensional space, and the other party can only be beaten passively, Lu Xiaonan stared at the soul envoy who went all out to attack the light wall, extremely aggrieved, after fighting for so long but still couldn't find a way to defeat the enemy, which made him have a stronger idea to improve his strength.

At this moment, several owls suddenly appeared, like calculated bombers, and several ghostly lights shot out of their eyes, bombarding the point where the soul envoy attacked, attacking inside and outside, and the crumbling cyan wall of light that had been bombarded was broken in an instant, and the cyan cage made a clicking sound, and then shattered to the ground, Lu Xiaonan didn't have time to stop it. Tu Feng's natal magic weapon, the cyan gourd hidden in the void was dim, and suddenly flew back into his chest, and Tu Feng, who was unconscious, sat up suddenly, screamed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out several meters away, and his body was like a deflated ball, which was hit by the broken air waves of the cage and flew up, and smashed into the flowers in the courtyard.

Lu Xiaonan's eyes sharpened, he was too familiar with these owls, he had fought with them, and he almost suffered a big loss, so he couldn't help blurting out, "He Meimei!" ”