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At that moment, he turned around and looked, a few steps away, Yunquan, Huang Ni, Zhu Sui, and Yu Miao were looking at this place, there was white mist everywhere, and the cold atmosphere in it made people feel cold, looking at the visibility of only three or four meters, Pu Mi walked behind everyone and said: "Everyone, if you guess correctly, this is the migration place of Xuanyingmen, since they did not forget to set up a **** array to guard against outsiders before they died, then there must be some ulterior secrets here, and Yi Xiaochen has already come in, so we must find him as soon as possible, At the same time, it can't be dispersed, otherwise you will lose your way back, and you will really have to be buried here! ”

"Damn it!"

Yi Xiaochen roared angrily, and the soul hand wrapped around the evil qi punched the faceless man in the cheek from top to bottom, and the huge force knocked the faceling back a few steps, almost falling, but the faceling only shook his head, and let Hou use that faceless face to face Yi Xiaochen, making people wonder if he was laughing.

And after several impacts, Yi Xiaochen did not hurt the faceling at all, but his breath and soul power were constantly decreasing, and even the spirit burning void form that had been full of evil qi also showed signs of dissipation at this time, which made Yi Xiaochen manic, looking around, those villagers who were dumb without any expression The soul body became more and more obvious, ten steps away from the urn, these villagers' souls surrounded in a row and no longer advanced, and seemed to be in awe of this urn.

Sensing that Yi Xiaochen's strength was reduced, the Faceling let out a whining roar from his abdomen, and through his spiritual sense, he could see that the Faceling continued to draw breath from the virtual souls of the villagers gathered in front of the urn, and as wisps of soul power were withdrawn from the villagers' virtual souls, the pale skin surface of the Facelings began to change, and when the villagers' virtual souls released their soul power, they all knelt on the ground, bowing their heads towards the urn, as if bowing, while the Facelings became blue and gray, and the same veins protruded from the surface of the skin under the flood of soul power, It was as if he was about to burst his shell, and his unofficial face faintly appeared with a face that was cloudy and changing from time to time.

"Whoever trespasses here, die!"

The Faceling, who had not spoken from beginning to end, let out a cry at this time, and then he tore off the coarse linen clothes on his body, leaking out a miserable upper body, and on his arms, chest and abdomen, there were ugly wounds everywhere, some of the wounds seemed to be still bleeding black pus and blood, while some were scabbed, the Faceling clenched his huge fist, and trotted towards Yi Xiaochen, Yi Xiaochen's pupils shrank sharply, and he struggled to raise his soul hand, scattering several green and thick green spirits, these green spirit ghost howls rushed towards the Faceling, and exploded in front of him with several clouds of black mist, But this couldn't stop the Faceling's footsteps in the slightest, breaking through the black fog, the Faceling's fist smashed straight in, Yi Xiaochen rolled sideways and dodged behind the Faceling, and then he jumped with both legs, knocking down the Faceling's back, and then Yi Xiaochen opened his mouth to bite the back of the Faceling's neck, and in an instant, the Faceling roared like crazy, and kept breaking free from the demonic Yi Xiaochen, but Yi Xiaochen's arms locked the Faceling's shoulders and neck, and Bai Sensen's canine teeth sank into the Faceling's flesh and skin, smelling the fishy smell of blood, The desire and evil in Yi Xiaochen's heart and soul are like waves that are monstrous to the river and sea, as the soul power and evil qi rush into the body of the faceling, the evil qi and desire of the two different bodies begin to devour each other fiercely, while the faceling people are in pain and madness, the virtual souls of the villagers who kneel on the ground are agitated, when a large number of evil qi devours each other and confuses the surrounding breath, the soul qi of those villagers' virtual souls absorbed by the faceless people is slowly coming back, when more and more soul qi returns to the weight of the virtual soul, the faces of these villagers who are rigid and godless gradually change, As one of the villagers' spirits let out a low roar, the other villagers' spirits woke up from their long-term slumber and saw Yi Xiaochen and the Facelings in the death match, these spirits got up from the ground, stretched out their arms, stretched out their claws, and staggered towards the two.

"Wind, fire, thunder and lightning are fast, and the yin spirit is bright and bright!"

At this moment, a deep roar came from not far away, followed by a light blue streamer flame jumping in the air, hitting the back of the faceling, and then the streamer flame exploded, separating Yi Xiaochen from the faceling, and the rest of the streamer flame stars quickly gathered, forming a cloud of yin spirit and ghostly fire that rushed towards the virtual souls of the villagers who gathered around.

'Poof', Yi Xiaochen fell backwards, fell heavily to the ground, and a puff of dust was swayed, before he could get up, two figures rushed through from both sides of him, Yi Xiaochen fixed his eyes and saw that it was Zhu Sui and Xiao Mao.

I saw Zhu Sui and Xiao Mao rushing to the front of the faceling, Xiao Mao turned into a corpse and the speed was extremely fast, he rushed to the front of the faceling who was about to get up, the sharp claws full of corpse poison opened the bow left and right, and the faceling's chest was cut out more than ten bloody wounds, and then a mouthful of corpse gas spewed out, covering the ugly head of the faceling, without waiting for the faceling to get up to resist, Zhu Sui had already arrived, he threw two spirit rune daggers with his backhand and stabbed into the two of the faceling, and then he staggered his hands to form a forgiveness style, accompanied by a "break" word, The two runic daggers inserted into the Faceling's shoulders flashed instantly, exploding a ball of flames and directly breaking two blood holes in the Faceling's shoulder.

At this time, Yu Miao, Han Zhen and Yunquan had already come to Yi Xiaochen, Yunquan stepped forward to pull Yi Xiaochen up, looking at his appearance as a demon, Yunquan's mind flashed, and the picture of their vicious battle two years ago appeared, but this picture only flashed away, compared to Yunquan's depression, Huang Ni was much more eager: "How are you?" Is there anyone else in the Yi tribe? Why are you here? ”

A series of urgent questions made Yi Xiaochen feel uneasy, he never thought that Yunquan Huangni, who had disappeared for nearly two years, would appear here.

But now it's not the time to speak, although the facelings are restrained by Zhu Sui Xiaomao, but those villagers' void spirits have already fainted, looking at their fierce appearances, the ghost knows what they want to do.

"Quick, we can't let them rush up and block our way!" Han Zhen said loudly, and was about to use the séance technique to kill some villagers' void souls, but Pu Mi came up with an arrow to stop Han Zhen: "Uncle, no, your spiritual qi is consumed too much, if you use the technique, it will be life-threatening!" ”

Hearing this, Yi Xiaochen found that there was a young man behind, just intuitively, Yi Xiaochen had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, this young man gave him a very gentle and soft feeling, and there was no lust gathered on Yunquan Huangni's body at all.

"Huang Ni, Yu Miao, Pu Mi, you are optimistic about Yi Xiaochen, his mind is confused, he can no longer consume his soul power to urge his soul, Master Han, you just give me a good formation protection!" As he exerted his strength, the relics were broken and scattered to make a relic, flying towards those villagers' virtual souls, the villagers' virtual souls did not know what it was, and many of them were hit, and immediately the relics emitted like spirit beads, and some of the weaker virtual souls collapsed directly, leaving only a puddle of white dust traces. (To be continued.) )