At this moment, the red dust with great vitality stung in the corner of the palace.

It has been more than a thousand years since he fell, and the primordial spirit is about to collapse, and he can't last long, and he must find a suitable body as soon as possible to continue to stay in this world.

His sinister gaze finally locked on Lu Xiaoxiao and Mo Yan.

This was his last chance.

Lu Xiaoxiao can restore his Rubik's Cube, and he must have the breath of heaven on his body, while Mo Yan is a dragon and has a variety of dragon skills.

Obviously, both of them are from the upper realm, and they are the best candidates for him to take over.

That's right, it was he who deliberately kept the key to the stone gate in the Rubik's Cube, and disguised the illusion that the treasure was born, just to lure those who had good luck into the trap he had carefully prepared.

Of the two, he preferred Ink Flame.

After all, Mo Yan is a man, and he is a dragon like him.

He is an ideal ghost, even if he is reborn, he neither wants to change gender, nor does he want to change species!

It seems that Ink Flame's cultivation is only in the foundation building period, which is too easy to take away!

He couldn't hold back any longer, turned into a shadowless and invisible ghost mist, and quietly approached the ink flame.

While Mo Yan was not paying attention, he sank into Mo Yan's soul at a lightning speed.

"Hahaha! Stinky boy, what's the use of being arrogant? From now on, your body will be the seat of your seat! It is your honor to be taken away from this seat. When this seat returns to the upper realm, I will definitely go to the Black Dragon Clan, thank them for putting such a good pair of skins on this seat in the lower realm. ”

Chichen laughed maniacally and began to devour the soul of the Ink-Eating Flame.

There was a burning pain from Mo Yan's soul.

He stood motionless, as if he had become a puppet.

"That's it! Give up the needless struggle! In this way, the time of your suffering will be short, and the seat will soon be able to devour your soul cleanly, and then you will not feel anything. Chichen smiled magnanimously, as if he was already the new owner of this shell.

"Really? You're so blindly confident in yourself. ”

From the depths of his soul came the cold voice of Ink Flame.

"You...... Are you still conscious? Chichen was taken aback.

How is this possible? He's already encamped in the depths of this black dragon's soul, huh?

"I'll see where you can run this time." Mo Yan said, the terrifying soul power was like frost and snow frozen for thousands of miles, freezing the primordial spirit of Chichen inch by inch.

Feeling the pain of the frozen heart of the original god, Chichen had the intention of retreating.

But it's too late!

It was as if he was caught by an invisible net, and no matter which direction he struggled, the net would only tighten and tighten.

"Do you know why I deliberately put you in my soul?" Mo Yan asked coldly.

"Why?" Chichen was terrified.

"To make it easier to eat you, of course! To tell you the truth, I was seriously injured, and the Yuan Shen and Xiu Wei have not recovered yet. You're my chosen tonic, how can I let you escape? Mo Yan said sadly.

His tone was more like a terrible villain than the ghost of Chichen.

Chichen wanted to cry.

He originally thought that he had caught a fat sheep that was slaughtered, but it turned out that the fat sheep was himself.

This immortal cultivator is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

No wonder he was completely unmoved by the pile of treasures outside.

It turns out that his goal has been himself from the beginning!

At this moment, Chichen's intestines are all repentant.

"Weird...... Things ......" Chichen opened his mouth, but he couldn't say the third word again.

The ice froze so that Red Dust could not move, and the black dragon that turned into the soul power of the ink flame bit his throat.

In every minute and second that the Yuan Shen was gradually digested by the black dragon, Chichen's heart was extremely desperate and painful.

He hated Mo Yan, why didn't he give himself a good time?

Let him feel the fear of being eaten little by little in a state of complete consciousness.

What a black heart!

Who is this monster sacred?

Even if he fell, his primordial god was still the god of the upper realm, how could a black dragon with only the strength of the foundation building period directly devour his primordial god?

What happened in Mo Yan's soul was unknown to everyone.

At this moment, the howling of the surrounding demons stopped, and the wind also stopped.

The evil aura of the palace dissipated a lot, and Lu Xiaoxiao woke up from a half-dizziness.

"Flame, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Yan Yan suddenly froze, his eyes closed, like a wooden man, Lu Xiaoxiao was very uneasy.

The entire ghost hall was eerily silent.

"The ghost is taking away." Tsukichiki said worriedly.

"What do you mean?"

"If that ghost succeeds, Lord Inkflame's soul will be replaced by him, and Lord Inkflame's body will be dominated by him." Yue Qianshu said solemnly.

Lu Xiaoxiao was even more frightened when she heard this, that is, now that Uncle Ghost is attached to Yanyan?

When he looked at it, he saw that Mo Yan's body was exuding a black mist-like aura.

Her watery eyes were round and shining.

Although she is afraid of ghosts, she is even more afraid of losing the flames!

For the sake of Flame, she can even show the courage to face what she fears most.

"You can't do that to Flames!"

When Lu Xiaoxiao raised her little pink fist without hesitation, her eyes had become resolute.

She was so small that when she jumped up, she could only hit Flame's knee.

But the momentum can't be lost, the little ball is fierce.

"Uncle Ghost! Go away! You are not allowed to bully Flames! ”

The little pink fist hammer shines brightly!

Within the soul.

Chichen's primordial spirit has completely lost its vitality and has been reduced to an immovable ingredient.

However, for Mo Yan, who had fallen into cultivation, this feast was quite choking.

Chichen is a dragon with a fire attribute, and his primordial god carries red fire.

While devouring the primordial god of red dust, Mo Yan's soul was surrounded by raging red fire.

Red fire even escaped from his soul and burned into his body.

"It's hot!"

At a certain moment, Lu Xiaoxiao was burned by the red fire on Mo Yan's body.

The white and clean little chubby hands were burned with red marks.

"Woo, if you touch it, it's hot, isn't that the flame even more uncomfortable?" Thinking of this, Lu Xiaoxiao endured the pain and didn't cry, she concentrated and summoned more light.

The light on Chubby's hand instantly became more dazzling.

Mo Yan, who was being calcined by the red fire, suddenly felt a cool and pure aura bathe in him.

The wound on the soul burned by the red fire gradually healed.

"Thank you."

Mo Yan smiled slightly.

With Xiao Tuanzi's help, Mo Yan accelerated the speed of refining the Red Dust Yuan Shen.

Lu Xiaoxiao's face was full of beads of sweat the size of beans.

Wow! This red fire is more difficult to deal with than the cold!

The most difficult thing is that this ghost hall only has evil energy, no spiritual energy, and Xiao Tuanzi can't use healing techniques while replenishing spiritual power, and it all relies on his own strength to support it.

She felt that she was going to be squeezed out of this red fire in the next second......

"Lu Xiaoxiao, hold on! Flame is dangerous right now, you can't give up! ”

Thinking about saving Yanyan, she gritted her teeth and endured it.

Fortunately, she nibbled on a spirit snake fruit before entering the ghost hall, and there was still a little aura in her little belly.