"Brother Xiao Yan, what's wrong with you?" Lingyu's face leaned in front of Xiao Yan, who could even feel the warm breath between breaths.

"Xiao Yanzi?" The little medicine fairy also stepped forward, saw the fine sweat that kept rising on Xiao Yan's forehead, and stretched out his hand to wipe it with his cuffs.

It was only then that Xiao Yan came back to his senses from his chaotic thoughts, and he was relieved to look around and confirm that this sunny world was not false.

"What's wrong?" The little medicine fairy took Xiao Yan's arm with concern, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

She didn't quite understand why Xiao Yan would behave in this state of affairs after going to the Library Pavilion.

You must know that the strong people in soul power have a good control over their emotions, unless it is a major accident, or soul fighting skills, this kind of gaffe is really rare.

"Nothing." Xiao Yan shook his head, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly took the little medicine fairy's hand and walked towards the residence.

Before the little medicine fairy could react, the whole person was taken away by Xiao Yan, and when she reacted, she looked back at Lingyu who was stupid in place.

"We still have to go to dinner at noon......." Lingyu, who was hanging in place, looked at Xiao Yan who was pulling the little doctor fairy away with extremely resentful eyes.

This looks like a kitten waiting for the meal, and he didn't wait for the shovel officer's food, but he found that the shovel officer pulled the big sister who was still teasing him just now into the room to do something embarrassing, making the kitten messy.

Did you know she had a good time when she heard that someone was invited to dinner? You don't know, you're all about sex!

Xiao Yixian's mind was also chaotic, she looked at Xiao Yan who was pulling her to hurry to her residence in front of her, and her heart suddenly twitched.

Really...... I fell in love with nothing but my flesh.

See, no one really loves themselves, everyone just looks at some value in me, and physical value is just a value.

What Xiao Yan didn't notice was that the expression of the little doctor fairy who was being pulled by him behind him became more and more flat, and his eyes were covered by hair, so he couldn't see his emotions.

After returning to the residence, Xiao Yan carefully checked the doors and windows, and after confirming that they were all locked, he set up a barrier with his fighting spirit to make sure that he could not see any picture or hear any sound inside.

After watching Xiao Yan finish all this, the little medicine fairy stretched out his hand to unbutton his neckline one by one, and his face returned to that gentle appearance.

And then....... Xiao Yan took out the book "Soul Swallowing Record" that was the size of a door panel from the storage ring, and while looking at the book with some trepidation, he said: "Xian'er, show you a painting, and remember to tell me how many people are on it after reading it." ”

The little medicine fairy unbuttoned her hand for a moment, looked at the "door panel" in front of her and was stunned, and pulled her back into the room in such a hurry, actually to see a painting?

"Poof" The little medicine fairy laughed, and a tear slipped down the corner of his eye.

Is there anything funny about this "Soul Swallowing Record"? Xiao Yan looked at the little medicine fairy suspiciously, and then advised: "This painting is a little strange, when you look at it, if you feel unwell, or if you are in a trance, close your eyes." ”

"Hmm." The little medicine fairy wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and stood still in front of the Spirit Devouring Record.

Subsequently, Xiao Yan opened the book.

The messy lines seem to come to life again, and they are entangled with each other to form the picture:

On the towering altar, the twisted monster was tied to the altar by iron cables, and it was surrounded by twelve creature whose faces and features could not be seen, including a faceless man in a white robe holding a long sword, which he plunged into the chest of the twisted monster. The twisted monster roared and roared, its ten tentacles struggling, but it was firmly anchored to the altar by iron cables, and even the lake of flesh and blood could not break free.

"It hurts." The little medicine fairy suddenly felt that his head was stung by something, and hurriedly closed his eyes as Xiao Yan instructed.

After she eased up a little, she was ready to repeat what she had seen to Xiao Yan.

But just as she was about to speak, she realized that she had almost forgotten what was on the drawing.......

"I saw an altar with a monster on it, a faceless man in a white robe killed it with a long sword, and there were quite a few people around the altar besides them, but I can't remember the number." The more the little doctor said, the more he felt that this painting was weird.

After Xiao Yan told Xiao Yixian what she had seen, she probably understood why he was so eager to take her to see this painting.

Paintings that distort people's memories...... It's unheard of.

"I don't quite understand this kind of thing, I don't know, the soul clan is already the family with the deepest and most comprehensive control over the soul power in the Douqi Continent." The little medicine fairy said helplessly: "But the soul clan's fighting skills in memory can only be performed by at least the heaven-level soul, so that a painting has this ability, which is a bit beyond the scope of understanding." ”

Xiao Yan put away the "Soul Swallowing Record" and did not continue to study further.

According to Elder Qin Tianzun, "The illustrations of the Spirit Swallowing Record cannot be repeated too many times in a short period of time, so you can only choose to put it on hold temporarily.

"So we're still going to dinner?" The little doctor pouted.

"I'm not in the mood to eat right now......." Xiao Yan sighed lightly.

Putting away the door-sized "Soul Swallowing Record", he walked to the side of the bed, and his mind was full of how many people were around the altar.

Why, in my own eyes, was a faceless white-haired woman lying on the altar, but what the little medicine fairy saw was indeed a twisted monster with ten tentacles?

The twisted monster should be the Spirit Devouring Clan, Xiao Yan brought in a preconceived notion, after all, in his contact with these extraterritorial demons, they have always appeared in this distorted form, as for the immortal cultivators on the mural, he has never seen any of them.

For example, although the two of them couldn't remember how many people were around the altar, the little doctor fairy could clearly see that the sword-wielder was a white-robed man, while Xiao Yan could barely see the sword-wielding person, but he could barely remember some characteristics of the people around him, such as snake scales, dragon horns, and the like.

Oops, it's really going crazy!

The little medicine fairy looked at Xiao Yan lying on the bed speechlessly, sighed lightly, and took out a jade slip from the storage ring to study it.

The second volume of the Colorful Poison Sutra was only recently obtained by her from the Soul Heavenly Emperor.

Time passed minute by minute, and when the little medicine fairy took the jade slip from the center of his eyebrows, he heard a slight snoring sound behind him. It may be that he was tired all night last night and did not rest, or it may be that watching the illustrations consumes too much energy, and Xiao Yan has fallen asleep.

Xiao Yixian stood up, tiptoed to the side of the bed, and then gently lay down beside Xiao Yan, whose delicate face suddenly frowned slightly, revealing a trace of uneasiness.

"Baby"

............

In the endless void, beyond the walls of the spirit realm. Countless black-robed men were speeding around with space ships, most of them holding a formation plate in their hands, and they were constantly busy with something in their hands.

In fact, they had just been notified by their boss to be here.

"Truly, give me a little bit of agility in your movements!"

Soul Annihilation stepped on the void and stood with his hands in his hands, half of his face was shrouded in black robes, and his whole body exuded a cold aura.

This is the demeanor of the first demon soul destroying soul hall master who shocked the major sects in Zhongzhou!

A spatial fluctuation rippled around Soul Annihilation, and then a man who was also wearing a black robe tore through the spatial barrier and descended into this void from the Douqi Continent.

He did not wear a hood, a handsome and handsome face, and the surging domineering aura between his eyebrows and eyes made countless young women bend their waists.

The master of the branch hall, the soul of the saint.

"Boss, are we going to do something to the Spirit Clan?" Soul Qing stared at the spirit realm wall not far away and frowned, as the oldest branch of the ancient family, the spirit race created the half-plane for the survival of the descendants is also the largest.

Just estimated by Soul Qing's own naked eyes, the size of this spiritual realm is probably about the same size as half of Zhongzhou.

It stands to reason that to create such a large half-plane, how much energy did the Spirit Realm's Doudi Ancestor have to draw from the Douqi Continent in the first place?

Maybe the sudden decrease in aura in ancient times has nothing to do with their family. The soul is clear and secretly slandered in his heart.

"Yes, it's a pity that Lord Void has fused with Xiao Yan's kid, and he can't help us, so we can only arrange the formation by ourselves to prevent the Spirit Clan from escaping." Soul Slayer shook his head.

"Escape?" Soul Qing thought it was a little funny.

As for the strength of the Spirit Clan, the other ancient families in the Douqi Continent actually don't know much, but they really have too little contact with the outside world, even if it is every once in a while of the Heavenly Tomb Trial, the Spirit Clan sometimes comes, sometimes does not come, and the desire of other ancient families to communicate with them is also very low.

After all, although I don't know how many catties and taels the Spirit Clan still has, I can also speculate from the current situation of other ancient families.

The Stone Clan and the Spirit Clan are both at the bottom of the ancient family, but the situation is much better than that of the Spirit Clan, the strength of the patriarch is a six-star Dou Sheng, and there are about seven or eight strong Dou Shengs in the clan.

As for the Spirit Clan, I'm afraid that it would be great if the Dou Sheng could have two or three people, and it was a question of whether the patriarch's strength was strong or not.

In other words, if it weren't for the fact that the ancestor of the Spirit Clan had an old relationship with the Soul Clan, he would have been secretly destroyed by other ancient families with other thoughts.

"If they are all destroyed, why can't they be destroyed in our hands?"

"Truly."

Soul Annihilation and Soul Qing looked up to the sky and laughed together, and they all felt that they were nine out of ten about the extinction of the Spirit Clan.

First, the location of this spirit realm was hidden by the spirit people themselves, making it extremely difficult for other ancient families to find it. Second, the Heavenly Emperor of my Soul Clan, the peak of the dignified Nine-Star Dou Sheng, the patriarch of the Spirit Clan is relying on the Great Array of Protectors, and then summoning the remnant soul of the Spirit Emperor, it is not enough to fight.

Let alone...... Soul Destroyer and Soul Qing looked towards the Spirit Realm, and the people in the Spirit Realm clearly saw the people of their Soul Hall arranging formations outside, but they didn't dare to go out to ask for help.

"It's really a turtle in an urn."

...................

In the spirit realm, Ling Tao sat on the patriarch's throne in the center of the main hall.

There were many chairs around, but they were empty.

"Ugh." Ling Tao sighed for no reason, he took out a diary from his arms, and kept rubbing his fingers on it.

The style of this diary is very childish, like that only a little girl likes.

Ling Tao opened the notebook, and the pages were the girl's childish strokes, and he looked at it word by word, which was her favorite thing to do when she was lonely.

"Father took me and Sister Nan to play outside the hall today, the sunset is so beautiful! But my father said there was another thing in the world called the moon, but I had never seen it. ”

"Fried spring rolls, good times!"

"Dad took me out to play again"

........

"Sister Nan, rob me of something to eat today, bad!"

"Father didn't allow me to play outside the hall, bad!"

"I'm in so much pain today, Sister Nan is gone, and my mother said I hurt her, but I obviously didn't do anything......."

"My mother won't let me call her, I want to hear stories."

........

"The weather is fine, and the food cooked by Auntie today is very delicious, but the monsters outside the hall are really annoying."

"I want to get out."

"Forget it, it's impossible."

"Maybe I can try? Sister Nan said she would help me, and Auntie agreed. ”

"I hope I can meet my own little master in my aunt's story, if I have a child with him, I will not fail like my parents."

Turning to this, the contents of the diary came to an abrupt end, and the last page was beautifully written, and it was obvious that the former girl had grown up.

A breeze blew, which actually made him, the Seven Star Dou Saint, feel a little cold, he wrapped his collar tightly, and muttered: "It's really ......."

Ling Tao's gaze passed through the walls of the main hall, through the twisted monsters that wandered back into the plaza between the halls, and fell into a room.

In the room sat a plainly dressed woman with withered roots, who did not have the slightest fluctuation in her body, and was just an ordinary person.

On her lap was a picture book, and the stories in the picture books were Lingyu's favorite stories she had mentioned.

The woman sat there, quietly read the picture book, and then put it back in its place.

She then moved the stool to the middle, where a knotted rope hung from the beam.

The woman stood on the stool, glanced out the window at the devastated spiritual realm, and then resolutely put her head into the noose.

A feeling of suffocation enveloped the woman, and after a few moments of struggle, her hands hung down, and she gradually lost her breath of life.

Ling Tao in the main hall withdrew his gaze, his expressionless face finally fluctuated at this moment, and his hands holding the diary trembled slightly.

"I'm the only one left." He sighed.

The prosperous family that has lasted for tens of thousands of years finally came to his demise at this moment.

Ling Tao looked back on his life, since he was born, the Doudi bloodline of the Spirit Clan has been extremely thin, as the hope of the family, he and Xiao Xuan are the two rising stars of the Douqi Continent, but he thought that the Doudi bloodline was stopped before the threshold of the Dou Sheng.

The Doudi bloodline is a double-edged sword, people with divine bloodlines can easily be promoted to Dou Sheng, while those whose bloodlines do not reach the divine quality will have more difficulty breaking through to Dou Sheng.

So he broke the cauldron and scattered all the bloodlines of the Dou Di, just to break through the Dou Sheng as soon as possible, and then ascend to the Dou Di and recast the glory of the Spirit Clan.

But the Spirit Clan did not wait for this day, in the past three thousand years, the last Doudi bloodline of the Spirit Clan has also been consumed, except for one of his daughters, the Doudi bloodline in the other people's bodies is almost negligible.

He turned out to be the last Fighting Saint of the Spirit Clan.

But three thousand years have passed, and the longevity of the Seven Star Dou Saint has come to an end.

He didn't have time to wait......