Bi Yan whispered, "Sister, is Huang Wushuang's side almost over?"

Xu Xingluo nodded, "It should be soon!" Then it's the most critical time, the separation of consciousness."

Biyan was a little worried, "What will happen if he fails?"

Xu Xingluo let out a slow breath, "If you fail, there will be no Huang Wushuang in this world! He can only be in the underworld forever, and maybe if he is lucky, he will fall into the hell of Ah Nose."

"Isn't that dangerous!" Bi Yan gasped, Ah Nose Hell, that terrifying place that only existed in legends!

Xu Xingluo nodded, "It's dangerous, so we can't let him be interrupted next!" Anyway, he helped Biqing in the end."

Bi Yan nodded solemnly, "Sister, I understand!"

The two looked at Huang Wushuang again, and by this time Huang Spring had calmed down, and the water surface was as smooth as a mirror.

Huang Wushuang took a deep breath, swallowed a handful of pills and slowly closed his eyes, and the Mozhu man opposite him also sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.

Huang Wushuang kept chanting the incantation in his mouth, and as the incantation in his mouth spit out, beads of sweat the size of beans began to appear on his forehead, and the expression on his face became more and more painful, and he even began to lose some of his sitting posture and swayed.

"Huang Wushuang, you can do it! Hold on!" Xu Xingluo muttered, although she has not tried the pain of separating the divine consciousness, but the feeling of the divine consciousness being burned and torn by the toes of her toes knows that it must be extremely painful, Xu Xingluo admires him extremely at this moment, although this person has a perverse temperament and is uncertain, but this perseverance and perseverance are really admirable!

Huang Wushuang's teeth were creaked by him, the whole person trembled like chaff, large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his lips had gradually turned pale, and the whole person looked extremely embarrassed as if he had been fished out of water.

Xu Xingluo and the others couldn't help anything, so they could only wait anxiously, and after a few hours, Huang Wushuang was still gritting his teeth and insisting.

After another quarter of an hour, Xu Xingluo's eyes kept turning, and he finally saw a trace of divine consciousness being pulled out of Huang Wushuang's body, gradually converging into a miniature version of Huang Wushuang.

The miniature version of Huang Wushuang glanced at Huang Wushuang with his eyes closed, and flew crookedly into the body of the Mozhu villain.

Seeing this scene, Xu Xingluo slowly let go of his hands, and the corners of his lips hooked up with a smile. Suddenly, the corners of her lips froze, and she turned her head to look at the other side, "Here we are! Bi Yan, the last line of defense is up to you!"

Bi Yan nodded solemnly, "Sister, don't worry!"

Xu Xingluo flew into the sky above the big array, and saw that there were seven people coming, and all of them were at the level of ghost handsome, presumably the rescuers of the person just now, Xu Xingluo also noticed that the corners of the clothes of the seven people who came were embroidered with the word "Bian", it seems that they are all people from the king of Bian Cheng!

She frowned slightly, holding the flag and looking ahead.

"It's you spiritual cultivators who broke into the underworld and hurt my six halls!" The fierce ghost handsome at the front looked at Xu Xing and said.

Xu Xingluo arched his hand slightly, "Fellow Daoist, it's true that we are from the spirit world, but we didn't take the initiative to hurt people, if it weren't for Your Excellency's brother being aggressive, I wouldn't have made a move!"

"Huh, aggressive?" The person who came said disdainfully, "What is the intention of the people of the spirit world to intrude into my underworld? Are you not going to keep the promise of a thousand years ago?"

Xu Xingluo's eyes flashed slightly, and he did not show weakness: "Speaking of the agreement, it is exactly what we want to ask, aren't you going to abide by the agreement thousands of years ago? Decades ago, you sneaked into our spiritual realm, stirred up trouble, played for the tiger, and helped the demon cultivators deal with us, haven't you forgotten the great war back then?"

"Nonsense!" The man brushed his sleeves and said, "It's clear that you have broken into my underworld! Dare to quibble!"

"Big brother, don't talk to her so much! She hurt the seventh brother, and we will avenge the seventh brother!" The other white-faced scholar looked handsome and said impatiently.

"Wait!" Xu Xingluo immediately said, "Decades ago, in the spiritual realm Qianguo Capital, there were indeed ghost cultivators, and there was more than one! He once threatened to attack our spiritual realm with demon cultivators! Do you dare to ask your Excellency what you know about this?"

"Big brother, I don't think she's lying!" Another ghost handsome whispered, "Don't forget what King Bian Cheng told us before the retreat, and more

What happened to the Wheel Hall a few years ago, maybe..."

"her so much! The eldest brother, the seventh brother is now seriously injured, and he doesn't know how long it will take to recover. We can't help but take revenge!" The most burly-looking ghost handsome shouted, "Spiritual, take your life!" As he spoke, he threw out his magic weapon and pounced on Xu Xingluo.

Xu Xingluo saw that he couldn't talk to them, and he didn't keep it anymore, there seemed to be no difference between one person knowing her identity and a group of people knowing her identity!

Xu Xingluo flipped his hand and took out the short sword and swung it sideways, "Frozen!"

The ice layer upon layer pounced on the six ghost commanders, vowing to seal them all here.

"Retreat!" The leading ghost cultivator shouted, "Be careful! That's how Seventh got hurt!"

"Enchantress!" The ghost handsome who pounced first glared at Xu Xingluo viciously, and his hands quickly flipped over, "The evil ghost travels thousands of miles!"

Xu Xingluo's expression was stunned, and he cursed in his heart, these dead ghosts cultivate! She couldn't help but feel a little chill when she looked at the group of evil spirits surrounding her, some of them had only half of their faces, and some of them looked like they had been gnawed by dogs, and she was unappetizing when she looked at them!

"Blaze, burn!" Xu Xingluo stretched out his right hand and flicked it, and the silver-purple strange fire roared towards the evil ghost, Xu Xingluo threw the eighteen on his wrist above his head again, and shouted: "Go!"

With the light of the eighteenth son, several ghost handsomes couldn't help but pause.

"Damn! She actually has a Buddhist treasure!" A ghost handsome stomped his feet and said, "Big brother, this girl doesn't look like an ordinary spiritual cultivator, could she be a member of several major sects in the spirit world!"

"It doesn't matter if she's not! I want to avenge my seventh brother!" The burly ghost handsome didn't care at all, he picked up the skull staff in his hand and waved it to hit it, "I don't believe that those eighteen sons can do anything to me!"

Xu Xingluo saw that he rushed over desperately, as if he had to kill himself, and he no longer gave in, she took off the eighteen sons and held them in her hands, "Okay! Let the eighteen sons take you in!"

As he spoke, he threw the eighteen sons out, and then held the short sword to use the fourth form of the imperial sword technique, Xuantian Slash! This is a sword that is even more powerful than the Sky Slash, and Xu Xingluo's current cultivation will be exhausted if he uses it at most twice!

"Don't!" When the leading ghost shuai looked at the short sword raised, Xu Xingluo's whole person's momentum was different, his eyelids jumped in shock, and he intuitively felt that this sword would kill the fourth child, and hurriedly shouted: "Leave people under the fairy sword!"

Xuantian Slash has been swung out, the huge sword body is slowly pressed down from above the Yellow Spring, the fourth under the giant sword can no longer move, can only watch in horror as the short sword is pressed down little by little, at the critical moment, Xu Xingluo used all his strength to hold the short sword and retreated, until it stopped for ten miles, and the ground was full of sword marks.