The blood-colored mist enveloped the ravines deep in the brain. Su Xingchen's trace of divine soul breath gradually overflowed under the shroud of blood mist. The soul breath in the depths of the brain is the nascent soul of the human body and the source of the human mind, which is the weakest and most vulnerable to attack. But if you don't dive deep into the sea of consciousness in your brain, you won't be able to capture the fleeting breath of the newborn.

Su Xingchen had no ability to resist at all, because his imperial qi was sluggish, and the mixed yuan bead was also captured alive and could not break free.

The ghostly laughter of the Fire Ancestor echoed in Su Xingchen's deep sea of consciousness. His blood-colored face gradually filled, and his consciousness became stronger and stronger, but Su Xingchen's newborn soul breath became weaker and weaker under the siege of the scorching foreign soul!

"Such a thick and tough dragon scale vein! Such a magical qi control technique, and a body that is still young and strong!My ancestor finally has the method of avoiding the god of the underworld, and he can live forever!hahaha!" The spirit of the Flame Ancestor was extremely proud, and a wild laugh echoed in Su Xingchen's sea of consciousness, "Murong Longyuan! you never dreamed that I would return to the Six Sects ......of the Divine Dragon in this way!"

The blood mist in the sky had filled every corner of Su Xingchen's sea of consciousness, up to the deepest and unfathomable dark realm at the top of his mind. It is the place of human consciousness and memory, and it is also the place where the soul of the newborn is born. Once occupied, the last wisp of Su Xingchen's breath will also be controlled, and his body will also be completely possessed by the flames!

At this time, Yan Liuying, who was in the demonic dream, also seemed to be aware of the desperate situation that Su Xingchen was encountering, and sent a faint voice in his ear: "Su Xingchen, hold on to your consciousness!

Su Xingchen also wanted to use the secret technique of "asking" to invade the other party's consciousness. But at this moment, all the vicissitudes of imperial qi in his body were frozen and frozen by the strange blood mandala, and he didn't obey his imperial envoy at all! The only thing he could do now was to sit still like a living dead and let it swallow the last wisp of soul breath and consciousness!

Suddenly, the blood mist in the sky shook suddenly, and it tore open the opening suddenly!

A crystal white lightning bolt suddenly cracked in the blood mist, and a deep crack swept through the bloody face of the Flame Ancestor. The blood-colored face twitched violently, and it took a long time to recover and condense into a complete bloody face.

Su Xingchen's last trace of soul breath was hidden in the depths of the memory of the Sea of Consciousness, as if it had touched a long-hidden spell. That was when Su Xingchen and Ziyue Hou parted from each other on Broken Cloud Peak, Ziyue Hou planted a spell called Suo Shen Mantra in the depths of his mind, which was just a few hundred words, forming an empty and hanging jade scroll, in the dark sea of consciousness, shining brightly!

The jade scroll recorded lines of simple and elegant words, the words are difficult and difficult to understand. Su Xingchen didn't need to trigger the Cangming Imperial Qi at all, he only needed to use his consciousness to read out the jade scroll, and the jade scroll seemed to have been triggered by the mysterious power that had already been sealed in it, and the brilliance was brilliant, shooting out countless snow-white rays of light, tearing the blood mist into vertical and horizontal cracks!

The blood-colored face of the Flame Ancestor looming in the blood mist was twisted and hideous, and it was all panicked: "This ...... What is this......"

His body has been lost, and his imperial qi and spirit are helpless, so his defense is extremely weak. And the brilliance of this jade scroll is getting bigger and bigger, like a line of lightning, tearing apart the heavy blood mist, and in a moment, the sea of consciousness will be clear again, and only the blood-colored giant face of the Fire Ancestor remains. And this bloody face is the last divine soul support of the Flame Ancestor!

As soon as the Flame Ancestor saw that something was wrong, he wanted to run away and leave the sea of consciousness behind Su Xingchen's head. The jade scroll seemed to be embedded in the sea of consciousness, unable to pursue the bloody face of the Flame Ancestor, but where the brilliance flowed, it penetrated all the blood mist soaked in Su Xingchen's skull, which was the blood realm laid by the Flame Ancestor with the "Blood Mandala", condensing the soul of the Flame Ancestor. Once Guanghua broke through his remaining divine soul breath, the blood mist faded like a tide, revealing Su Xingchen's original physical appearance!

The imperial qi of Cangming followed, and the royal veins were revived, shaped like flowing water, from top to bottom, and let the fading blood mist fall away, and after a while, it flowed through the chest and lungs, and the sea of qi in the chest, and even the mixed yuan bead was discarded by the strange hand hidden behind the bloody face of the Fire Ancestor, and returned to the sea of qi in the chest!

Unexpectedly, the Suo Shen Mantra that Ziyue Hou left in his mind had such a magical function, saving Su Xingchen from fire and water at the moment when his soul was lost!

The most shocking and terrifying person is, of course, none other than the Flame Ancestor. His blood mandala was given by one of the masters of the Eight Marquis of the Canghai Sea in Lingyun City, and it was extremely magical. When he was cultivating, he didn't think long ago, he wanted to borrow this method to rediscover a young and gifted body, and Su Xingchen was the ideal divine soul container that could allow him to be reborn!

The blood-colored face of the Flame Ancestor hidden in the blood mist was completely ragged and fled. The jade scroll that sealed the Suo Shen Spell seemed to be the nemesis of this Blood Luodra, making him have nothing to hide. His spirit relied on the blood mist, and the sea of qi from his chest went down to his abdominal navel and retreated to the soles of his feet. And Su Xingchen's vicissitudes of imperial qi are getting stronger and stronger, tracing along the imperial vein, all the way down, and has been forced to the front of the bloody face.

The Flame Ancestor used the Blood Mandala's Blood Soul Disintegration Method, and in a desperate gamble, he split his body, and the imperial qi could not be used, gathering the divine soul, and forcibly entering Su Xingchen's body. Now under Su Xingchen's counterattack, he had no ability to resist, so he could only retreat all the way and was forced to the toe of Su Xingchen's body.

"You...... What the hell are you?" the Flame Ancestor was already desperate, his blood-colored face staring at his huge eyes, and he twitched terribly.

Su Xingchen's soul fetus floated in the mixed yuan bead, and sighed leisurely: "Everything is destined by heaven. My body belongs to me alone, you forcibly want to take it, occupy my body, and bring the dead back to life, this sealed spell is the desperate rope waiting for you today!"

The Fire Ancestor's voice was hoarse and low, like the roar of a wounded beast: "This...... It's definitely a conspiracy...... Why is this happening? Su Xingchen, if you want to kill the ancestor, why don't you tell me, yes...... Who gave you this curse?"

Su Xingchen said: "Who is Murong Longyuan's master in Lingyun City, and who is your master? How much do you know about my life experience? If you tell me, I can take in your divine soul and let you have the last trace of luck to come back to life." In return, I'll tell you when this thread of fate got around your neck!"

The Flame Ancestor said in a trembling voice, "Good boy, you ...... Do you want the Ancestor to be your soul slave?"

For Qi Resistors who practice Qi Resisting Arts, the Soul Slave is a kind of contract slave made to the Heavenly Dao Giant Wheel. The soul slave is subject to the master, living in the mixed yuan bead cultivated by the master, and can no longer be given an entity and lives in the Shenwu Nine Lands for the rest of his life. But the master's cultivation is getting bigger and bigger, and the living space of the soul slave will also be bigger and bigger, which is a helpless rebirth for the soul that has lost the living space of the Shenwu Nine Lands, and does not want the soul to disappear, or the soul returns to the sea of stars, accepts the reincarnation of the god of the Heavenly Dao Giant Wheel and Hades, and becomes a soul slave.

Su Xingchen's soul fetus nodded in the Mixed Yuan Bead: "I have cultivated into the Divine Mansion, and you will be the first soul slave in my Divine Mansion." Still, I'll give you a hope of being born again. I, Su Xingchen, can make a contract with you, and if you serve my Mixed Yuan Zhu diligently, help me cultivate, and pay off the blood crimes you committed against me, I can give you a chance to be reborn. ”

The Flame Ancestor was helpless, and now there was only this last way. Su Xingchen's approach is already benevolent and righteous. If he completely broke with him, he only needed to enter the imperial qi, and he could completely destroy his divine soul, and he would not even have a chance to return to the sea of stars.

"Okay, I'll ......" The Flame Ancestor's blood-colored face pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, and relentlessly, "Su Xingchen, I promise you...... You tell the ancestor first...... I, who gave you this spell?"

Su Xingchen said: "I don't know much about the factions and infighting in Lingyun City, and I have promised him that I can't reveal his name. It's just that the complete restraint of the Iso's mantra on your blood mandala can be inferred that this senior intends to guard against your master, so he sealed the Suoshen mantra in my sea of consciousness. Fortunately, he guessed correctly, and you were indeed taught by your master to practice this blood mandala, and you set your sights on me. ”

The Flame Ancestor fell into a delusion, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses and ask, "If that's the case, I'm also convinced." Su Xingchen, I hope that you can forgive me for the sake of voting for me and acquitting me, keep your promise today, and give me a chance to be reborn!"

Su Xingchen sneered: "Agni, do you really think that I, Su Xingchen, can only turn defeat into victory by taking advantage of luck?

The Flame Ancestor was so frightened that he was silent, and his blood-colored face kept shaking: "No...... Don't dare to ......" He now knows very well that if Su Xingchen is completely angered, then the end will be shattered.

"Agni, you're wrong. The one who voted for you not guilty is Ji Aohan, Murong Longyuan's brother-in-law. And I am the one who pushed you to the abyss of the Ten Thousand Tribulations!" Su Xingchen's soul fetus said lightly.

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