But Ye Feng and these people are ruthless, and they will not give Baili Xianchuan and the two of them a chance to survive at all. They met each other at a glance, and suddenly all eight of them shot out in unison, hitting the two of them with the strongest attack.

In a hurry, Baili Xianchuan hurriedly blocked in front of Fang Nanchen, and the Nine Xuan Sword was horizontal in front of him, blocking their combined blow.

Fang Nanchen pays attention to the pursuit of extreme speed, strength and defense are his weaknesses, if the combined force of these eight people falls on his body, he will definitely die.

But although Baili Xianchuan had the Nine Xuan Sword as a defense, the combined blow of those eight people was also difficult for him to stop.

The strong force knocked Baili Xianchuan out, and Fang Nanchen hurriedly blocked behind him, wanting to take him down and unload that power.

But the powerful force directly shook them back, and their figures were engulfed by the so-called Soul Snatching Mist and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Seeing the two people who were swallowed by the Soul Snatching Mist, Ye Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "The strength of the Heavenly Spirit Realm Little Perfection actually has such power."

He swung his arm slightly, and the kick of Baili Xianchuan just now, although he took it, it was not comfortable. That kick almost broke his arm, as if it had hit a rock.

"Well, it's incredible." Bai Zhi said weakly: "I didn't expect that kid to be able to keep up with my speed."

Fang Nanchen also gave him a lot of shock, with the strength of the Heavenly Spirit Realm Xiao Perfection, he was able to keep up with the speed of his three-star entry into the Divine Spirit Realm, which really shocked him.

Whether it is Ye Feng or Bai Zhi, they all have the same idea in their hearts: if they are allowed to grow, they will be defeated in their hands sooner or later, and such people cannot stay.

Even if the cultivation is at the same level, there is a difference between high and low, not only the will to fight, but also the comprehension of battle.

Everyone has a different concept for fighting, and this concept will make a person grow infinitely.

Baili Xianchuan and Fang Nanchen are constantly fighting towards their own ideas. Either to protect, or to prove, this idea sustains them and fights to this day.

Seeing Baili Xianchuan and Fang Nanchen engulfed by the Soul Snatching Mist, Ye Bufan, who was in a daze on the side, suddenly woke up, but it was already too late.

He clenched the sword in his hand and stared angrily at the eight people who were smug in front of him, and there was a sense of disgust in his heart. He didn't understand why he felt this way, it was his enemy who died, but that feeling was hard to erase.

He looked in the other direction, where they had found the Palace of Inheritance, but there was a devouring handle, and there was an unknown danger, so they had to flee from there.

He glanced back at the Soul Snatching Mist that engulfed the Hundred Miles of Envy River, made up his mind in his heart, and walked in that direction.

"Hey, what are you going to do?" At this time, Ye Feng noticed his strange appearance and asked out loud.

Ye Bufan turned around violently, then pointed at Ye Feng and said in a deep voice: "My business, you'd better take care of it!" Then he thought about that direction and rushed and disappeared into the fog.

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, watching Ye Bufan disappear into the fog, it was not that he didn't care, but Ye Bufan's eyes just now made him feel terrified.

On weekdays, he relied on the identity of the Ye family's clan to suppress other people who split the family, he was used to seeing Ye Bufan, who was called a minister, but now that he was like this, he was a little panicked.

"The direction he went seemed to be the Inheritance Temple just now." Bai Zhi said.

"A person who needs to be saved is looking for death if he goes." Tang Gu took a mouthful of spit and said: "It's better to die, so as not to drag your feet."

"Leave him alone, it's just a waste, he was saved by the enemy, if it were me, I definitely wouldn't want to live." Ye Yun laughed.

"It's just, leave him alone."

"Nothing more".

... ...

Just as they were talking loudly, Baili Xianchuan slowly opened his eyes, this is a gray world, there is nothing in front of him, just a gray world.

"Shhh Baili Xianchuan rubbed his chest and said, "Fortunately, the Nine Xuan Sword helped me block it, otherwise it would be miserable if I didn't die."

The combined blow just now made him a little strained, making him faint directly, he only remembered that he was knocked away, and it was Fang Nanchen who helped him unload the impact, and then he couldn't remember it clearly.

He stood up, looked at the gray world, and muttered, "This will be in the Soul Snatching Mist?

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly noticed that there was no one missing by his side, and he hurriedly shouted: "Fang Nanchen, where are you? Die quickly!"

But no matter how he shouted, Fang Nanchen didn't respond to him, he had to run around, hoping to find him. But here, except for gray, it's just gray.

"Liu Feng, you old immortal, don't sleep! Come out quickly." In desperation, Baili Xianchuan could only call out to Liu Feng, but again, Liu Feng did not respond to him.

"What's going on? How do I feel as if I have lost contact with Liu Feng, how can I not feel his soul existing." Baili Xianchuan said in astonishment.

This is the first time in this situation, even if Liu Feng was asleep before, although he didn't respond to him, he could still feel his existence, but now he couldn't feel it, as if he had disappeared.

Baili Xianchuan was a little panicked at this time, he didn't know what to do, he continued to call Fang Nanchen, but still no one answered.

When a person is in an unfamiliar environment and loses his bearings, he will rampage aimlessly.

Baili Xianchuan was no exception, he couldn't see Fang Nanchen, and he couldn't feel Liu Feng's existence, so he ran forward, hoping to find an exit.

But no matter how fast he ran, no matter which direction he ran, he couldn't find a way out, and it was still gray, as if he was stuck in place.

Suddenly, Baili Xianchuan stopped, he looked back at the direction he had just run, and he muttered: "It's so familiar, this scene is like seeing it in a dream."

He looked around, the scene was all too familiar, he had dreamed of it more than once in the Blue and White Star, in the Primordial Forest.

He muttered, "It's just that something is missing, it's the gray mist, I should say it's an invisible body."

He looked at his hand, then at the unfamiliar scene in front of him, and said, "This should be the consciousness space of the formless body, or the hidden world in the depths of my heart, since I was once this formless body, then I will try to call it."

As he spoke, Baili Xianchuan slowly opened his arms and released his spiritual power infinitely, trying his best to perceive everything around him, and perceiving the faint power hidden in the depths of his soul.

A moment later, a little gray smoke came out of Baili Xianchuan's body, exactly the same as the smoke in the primordial forest, the same form, the same fluctuation.

The difference is that this time the smoke did not have a murderous aura, but was very calmly attached to Baili Xianchuan's body, like a living armor.

After a while, Baili Xianchuan opened his eyes, turned his head to look in the other direction, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly: "Here, I'm not afraid of you this time."

When the words fell, a gray smoke floated over, and the form was exactly the same as what Baili Xianchuan saw in his dream.

The gray mist was like a black cloud pressing the realm, drifting to the side of Baili Xianchuan. At this time, the gray fog on Baili Xianchuan's body erupted uncontrollably, and a large gray smoke also appeared behind him, which was also like a black cloud pressing the realm.

The two gray strands confronted each other in the air, even in this gray space, it was difficult to hide his two figures, but made them more visible.

Baili Xianchuan still stood in place, looking at the smoke that appeared first, and the smoke coming out of his body was like thousands of soldiers, guarding behind him, and he was like a king in the world.

He could feel that the smoke in front of him was made of spiritual intelligence, and it contained extremely strong power, even surpassing Long Xiangyu's strength. This power, like a huge mountain or a sea, has infinite power.

I don't know why, Baili Xianchuan always felt that in the face of this smoke, he should take the posture of dominating the world

And the next words and actions of that cloud of smoke also made Baili Xianchuan confirm the thoughts in his heart.

The smoke slowly condensed into a ball and floated in front of Baili Xianchuan, although it had no eyes, Baili Xianchuan could feel that he was looking at himself.

Suddenly, a voice came from the smoke: "Is it the king, have we been defeated?" The voice seemed to come from ancient times, with vicissitudes, excitement, excitement, and many complex emotions.

Wang: Defeated?

Baili Xianchuan looked at the smoke in front of him, and didn't understand why it called itself king, and did it say that it was defeated? Could it be the war in the hidden picture in the spirit bead?

Baili Xianchuan nodded subconsciously, he just wanted to ask something, but the smoke spoke again: "Yes? We are still defeated, but what are we fighting again? Why can't I remember anything."

Suddenly, the smoke rushed to Baili Xianchuan, and said with a crying and smiling: "Wang, what are we fighting against? Why are we fighting? Where did our people go in the end? Why don't I remember anything, why don't I remember anything." It sounded sad.

Baili Xianchuan was stunned for a moment, and wondered in his heart: "What's the matter? Obviously, I was going to ask him, why was he asked." Baili Xianchuan asked softly, "What can you remember about that battle?"

"No... I don't remember". The smoke seemed a little impatient, and it said: "Whenever I recall, my mind is always blank, as if someone has erased the memory, and in the dark, I only remember that I was participating in a war, but I can't remember what kind of war it was."

Has anyone erased all living memories of that war?

Then it glanced at Baili Xianchuan and said, "O king, why are you like this, why are you so weak?"

Appearance?power?

Baili Xianchuan asked suspiciously: "Then what was I like before, and how strong should my strength be?"

The black mist said in a hoarse voice: "I don't remember, I only know that you are our king, I only think that you should not be in this posture, I only think that you are very strong, but I don't remember anything, king, I don't remember anything, what is wrong with me, king?"

Its voice was very sad, just like the situation of Baili Xianchuan just now, I don't know where this is? Why is it here? Confused looking for hope.

Baili Xianchuan was even more puzzled in his heart: "What's the matter? Why doesn't this guy remember anything? Could it really be as he guessed before, someone is deliberately hiding something."

However, this matter, why only Hongmeng Ancestor and Kuhai Lingzu know about it, is it really as Liu Feng said, all this is planned by Hongmeng Ancestor and the Nine Great Spiritual Ancestors?

"I don't remember, I don't remember, I don't remember anything, Wang, what's wrong with me? The black mist continued to ask, its voice still so lonely, so helpless.

"Hey!". Baili Xianchuan asked, "How long have you been here?Do you remember your name?Are there any other clansmen here?".

"My name is Yaoyuan, Yaoyuan Lingjun." The gray mist said.