Forget it, anyway, it is difficult to judge the strength of the six clans in the Snow Realm, and Mo Feng can't force it to use the standards of the outside world.

Although the other party's IQ is not to be worried, but with his usual caution, Mo Feng is still deeply jealous, in case this Soul Clansman still has some mysterious and unpredictable methods, then he may be careless and capsized in the gutter.

Seeing a faint purple shadow passing through the depths of the purple mist, Mo Feng suddenly pressed away, and the nine soul refining runes on his side roared like meteors, although the trajectories were different, but the landing points were all on that figure.

In an instant, the Nine Talismans exploded and penetrated.

The terrible screams made Mo Feng's soul tingle, and the defense line of the Sea Boundary also stirred up thousands of waves.

"Don't force me!" The purple shadow fled frantically, but Mo Feng quickly condensed nine soul refining talismans and pursued him tightly, not giving him a chance to hide and escape at all.

Seeing that they couldn't escape, the Soul Clansman was sealed by the nine runes again, and the purple light like a cloud of smoke couldn't help but collapse with a bang, and it took a long time to recondense.

"Tansanda, Kuro Urlidon, Hammeiasten......"

He recited the obscure language quickly, this time because it was not the two of them who communicated with their soul thoughts, so Mo Feng didn't know what he was talking about at all, but a bad premonition inexplicably floated in his heart.

The soul refining talisman bombarded one by one, and seeing the purple light figure in front of him shatter again, Mo Feng still didn't feel at ease.

Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable cold force envelop him, squeezing him like heavy mercury so that he could barely breathe.

Mo Feng once again fell into the strange situation of being unable to speak or move, only to feel that cold aura surging towards his eyebrows, and then covered the outer perimeter of his soul, breaking through the sea boundary defense line and squeezing into it little by little.

His soul power was powerless in front of this cold aura, and it was devoured and dissolved in an instant, as if he had encountered a natural enemy and nemesis.

In the darkness, there was only the cold voice of the Soul Clan's Soul Clan: "This is all your own doing, and it is also your honor to dedicate your soul to the greatest Yin God." ”

The cold aura continued to expand, as if parasitic in the sea of souls of the ink wind, greedily devouring his soul power, cruising back and forth wantonly.

It's the feeling of being dragged into the dark abyss little by little.

But this time, Mo Feng's soul power had already consumed a lot in the battle, and when it was condensed into a soul refining talisman to compete, it was inevitably a little powerless.

In the stalemate, that cold force still penetrated tenaciously and frantically, and gradually gained the upper hand.

But it shouldn't touch the forbidden area around the white jade bottle.

Obviously, it didn't have the wisdom to perceive it, and Mo Feng was shrinking the soul power defense line step by step, just to turn it to the area where the mysterious jade bottle was located.

The originally quiet white jade bottle was like a god who had been angered by mortals, and with a humming sound, a circle of white light ripples spread out, covering the entire soul sea of Mo Feng.

In an instant, it was like spring flowers blooming, and the ice and snow melted.

All the cold aura was purified, and the ink wind simply climbed down the pole, guiding this piece of white light out of the soul sea.

"Snort!"

In the blink of an eye, the vast purple mist was expelled, and the world finally returned to clarity.

Mo Feng realized that he was already on the street of the town at some point, no wonder he was lying in the snow just now, and not far from him were Nian Yubai and Zi Chenruo, and even in addition to the three of them, there was a little boy from the Li Yan clan, who was the little child who was supporting the old flame and was called Qi Qi.

In other words, the boy called Yan Lao Ana, and Ana is the affectionate name for his grandfather here, so his accurate identity should be Yan Lao's grandson.

It seems that this group of soul warriors are also quite good at picking soft persimmons, but it's a pity that although the three of them have rich soul power, they are not so easy to cheapen them.

Seeing Mo Feng suddenly wake up, the purple light figures that were entangled in Nian Yubai and the three of them couldn't help but start shaking, as if they were shocked in disbelief.

Mo Feng's soul power had almost recovered under the infiltration of the white light of the jade bottle, and while there was still a little residual heat of white light in the soul power, he condensed a large number of soul refining talismans, and accurately blasted into the bodies of those purple light figures.

"Wow!"

The terrible scream was not like a human voice, as if the magic sound pierced the soul sea of the ink wind.

I don't know if it's because I heard too much just now, Mo Feng didn't feel much this time, and continued to launch a bombing attack.

The five Soul Brake Clansmen fled into the distance in panic, and they didn't care about entangling with Nian Yubai and the others.

Zichenruo suddenly opened her eyes, and the purple light in her eyes was shining, and it seemed that her pupils seemed to be ice purple, full of terrifying divine light. Even Mo Feng inadvertently looked at her, and the sea of souls couldn't help but tremble.

The purple-eyed girl began to stroke the piano, and it was the sound of soldiers, all of which became the sound of soul-snatching.

The purple qi condensed out of the void, turned into an arrow and chased away, and it was like a divine phoenix flying with wings, dazzling and domineering.

The silver bottle burst through the water slurry, and the iron rider stood out with the sound of knives and guns.

The invisible swords and spears pierced, and the five purple light shadows instantly froze on the way to escape. Then it was clearly visible, little by little, it weathered into tiny fragments, and was blown clean by the wind and snow.

At this moment, it was as if the heavy snow of the world had also frozen in the air, and it was as quiet as a still world.

Until the girl in purple put away the guqin, the pair of soul-snatching purple pupils gradually dissipated their brilliance, and returned to their original light and clear blackness, like a clear mirror lake.

As if a wind was blowing, the calm mirror lake was flooded with a little ripple, and the girl couldn't help lowering her eyes slightly, hiding all the ripples and fluctuations, and then asked softly, "Are you okay?"

"Shouldn't I ask you?" Mo Feng knew that his face was not very good-looking, because the cold aura just now was too vicious, although the soul sea core was protected by the white jade bottle, this toss was still enough to choke.

Zichen floated a faint smile, as if the cold snow between the sky and the earth also had a little warmth.

"Ahem, ahem," a discordant voice suddenly sounded: "Eh, I said you two, now is not the time to fall in love, shouldn't we take a look at the unlucky child next to him first?" The Li Yan clan is not a soul master, he should have no power to resist, if the treatment is slow, he may die." ”

In the east of the town, in a hut covered with fiery red flying tiles, the old man with a wrinkled face couldn't stop coughing, and it took a long time to barely squeeze out a sentence: "Qiqi he...... What the hell happened to him?"

The little boy who was lying flat on the bed was short of breath and pale, as if he had fallen into a nightmare from which he could not break free, and the situation seemed very bad.

The three of Mo Feng brought the little boy back to Yan Lao for the first time, Zichen Ruo released his soul power and sensed it slightly, frowned slightly, and said: "Although we are not slow to fight back, his soul itself has no protective ability, and there is no soul power as a buffer, and now that the soul is missing a big horn, I'm afraid it ......."

Yan Lao closed his eyes in pain, coughed violently again, and said in a hoarse and sad voice: "Qi Qi can't be saved anymore......"

"Don't worry...... I can't promise anything, but will try my best. Zi Chenruo whispered a word of relief, and turned his gaze to Mo Feng.

"What do you need me to do?" Mofeng asked bluntly.

Although his three major systems have gone hand in hand, he still focuses on spiritual cultivation after all, whether it is as a pure martial artist or as a pure soul master, he is only half-baked, and Zichen Ruo is an expert in this regard.

She handed out a piece of jade and said, "This is the Soul Condensation Technique, if you can learn it in a short period of time and use it with me, you can restore his missing soul to a great extent." ”

"I try. Mo Feng couldn't help but be a little curious, how many unknown soul skills did Zichen still have, and none of the things that came out of her hand seemed to be not ancient soul skills, I am afraid that the Sealed Domain Snow Yang Country where Nian Yubai was located might not be able to have such a complete inheritance.

"What about me?" Nian Yubai couldn't help but admire Zichen when he saw that Zichen was so indifferent and handed over to Mo Feng a powerful soul technique that was enough for outsiders to break his head, with Senior Sister Zi's generosity and trust, Ah Feng definitely had the best chance.

"Just now, I simply dispelled the remaining devouring power in his soul sea, but I may not be able to completely clean it up, so this matter will be troubled for Senior Brother Nian to deal with. Zichenruo looked at the unconscious little boy.

"No problem, Ah Feng, you have to hurry up, otherwise it will drag on for a long time, and there may be variables. Nian Yubai raised his eyebrows at Mofeng, and the last sentence was a clear pun.

Mo Fengquan didn't hear the meaning of his words, and quickly swept the Soul Condensation Technique Jade Jane, and the general context was already clear to him.

Strictly defined, Soul Condensation falls into one of the main categories of secondary soul skills: restorative soul skills. It's just that the ancient soul skills are not as detailed as they are now, so there is no obvious distinction between realm levels and those that are classified as auxiliary soul skills by the current soul masters. In other words, Mo Feng can continue to use the Soul Condensation Technique, and it doesn't matter if he uses it to the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm, it will not be much weaker than other Soul Transformation Techniques.

After all, in ancient times, where was it like now, there were all kinds of soul skills, useful and useless abounded, as if after entering the Spirit Dividing Realm, if you didn't create your own soul technique, you would have no face. At that time, there were not many soul skills, but all of them were the best of the best, and even many of them could be used all the way from the entry spirit cultivation realm to the peak spirit transformation realm, and it was no wonder that the current cultivators were eager to find an antique soul technique.

Of course, due to the high quality of the Ancient Soul Technique, and after the changes of the times, many inheritance methods have also changed, so it is very difficult to learn. But perhaps because Mo Feng learned all the ancient soul techniques, he had no idea about the difficulty of his cultivation, and he didn't know how long it should have taken to be normal.

Anyway, not long after sinking into the realm of mental emptiness, Mo Feng had already begun to operate the soul condensation technique superficially. In this state of urgency, his comprehension ability seemed to have doubled, and after half an hour, he opened his eyes and said, "It's almost, you can start." ”

Nian Yubai's jaw almost hit the ground: "I said Ah Feng, you're too fast, are you sure that what you learned is not a fake soul technique?"

Even Zi Chenruo raised his head and glanced at him in slight surprise: "Your soul power talent ...... It's really strong, but it's a pity that you don't want to be a soul master. ”