Chapter 632: Change

"Boom!"

In the face of this sudden change, the pitch-black light mask may have been caught off guard, or it may have been a little stunned, and in just an instant, it was torn apart by the pitch-black light, so that the energy rushed into it like lightning.

The pitch-black light mask turned into light again and melted back into the soul, as if to help Chenye resist the impact of external energy in the soul itself, and the pitch-black light from the ghost corpse was quietly suspended in mid-air.

When all the energy rushed into the soul, the pitch-black light immediately moved, bursting down from the air, enveloping the soul of the night and those energies.

At this time, the pitch-black light was like an indestructible energy shield, no matter how much the energy inside was impacting, it could never be shaken for half a minute.

And under the impact of this energy, the soul of Chenye, although it is already the second form of soul transformation, is much stronger than ordinary people, but it is also unbearable, and after about a few minutes, it is forced into a fragmented state by the impact.

However, shrouded in this pitch-black light, even if it was all shattered, it did not emit out, and it still hovered in that small space.

Therefore, although the energy of Bingxin Su Nugong has succeeded, and Fang Dongliu's calculation is also successful, but now he can't break through and can't return to Changsun Ran's body, this kind of success is not so thorough.

As long as he is shrouded in pitch black light and does not disperse, the soul of Chenye will not be dispersed, in other words, he still retains a glimmer of vitality now.

Moreover, the pitch-black light is not simply covering these two inside, when it senses the soul of Chenye, and the soul of Changsun Ran, Liliang, have all been turned into fragments, and a trace of light begins to penetrate rapidly.

With such a light penetrating in, all the soul fragments, at this moment, seemed to be counterattacking, although they were not reorganized, but they were the countless soul fragments, smelting the foreign energy to their heart's content.

Such a scene was obviously unexpected by these extremely attacking energies, so when the soul fragment came in such a move, it still erupted with a terrifying energy blast even though it was shrouded.

It's just that the light that contains the fluctuations of reincarnation is too weird, and it is obvious that it is not as powerful as the light that exists in the soul itself, but it has magical powers that ordinary people cannot understand.

Under its restraints, the powerful energy impact, although still terrifying, could no longer cause any damage to those soul fragments filled with pitch-black light, and the smelting of soul fragments continued.

Even if it is inducted, this level of smelting seems to be very weak and almost negligible, but it is always refining, as long as time allows, then there will be a time when it will be refined.

When I found that I couldn't help those soul fragments, all the energy, humanized, had a touch of panic, and began to bump around like headless flies.

All the energies combined together could not break through the shroud of the pitch-black light, and now that they were scattered, it was naturally even more impossible, coupled with the smelting of countless soul fragments, it could only stay here forever.

Time passed slowly, and I don't know how long it has passed, at a certain moment, Chen Ye suddenly regained his senses, his soul has been turned into pieces, at this time, his eyes looked very dazed.

However, since he has recovered his senses, it means that, although he is at a loss, he also knows what he is going to do next.

Looking at the person sleeping in his arms, there was a soft smile quietly swept out of Chenye's blank eyes, and his arm gently wrapped around the slender willow-like waist, his eyes changed suddenly, and his eyes were filled with blood, turning into an endless cold.

"Fang Dongliu, you wait for me!"

"Lian!"

With the fall of Sen Leng's shout, in the consciousness space, the countless soul fragments finally succeeded in smelting a wisp of that energy. At this moment, the energy that had been refined, wrapped in the dark light, turned into the energy that belonged to the night, slowly flowing in this small space.

Now that there is the first wisp, naturally, the second wisp, and even the third wisp, it gradually begins to be refined....Remnant Yang Gate!

On the edge of the cliff in front of the entrance of the first line of heaven, now, there are still endless clouds and mist, and the figure sitting cross-legged inside cannot be seen from the outside.

At a certain moment, the sound of breaking the air came from a distance, and immediately a figure swept into the clouds and mist, stopping at the location of the previous figure.

"Lord Gate, you've been waiting here for a long time, you don't have to do this..."

"It's my sister!"

Fang Dongliu looked back and said with a smile: "This time, it is related to whether my Remnant Yang Gate can reproduce the grand occasion of the year, I can't help but be anxious and not worried!"

"Having said that, but Lord Sect, everything can only be done by man, it's useless for you to worry like this, your body matters. Ruan Xianhui said.

Fang Dongliu shook his head with a smile and said, "Half a month has passed, my loss is already fine, as long as that young man can help Chang Sun Ran do it, my loss is nothing." ”

Ruan Xianhui nodded, but then her brows tightened, and she hurriedly asked: "Lord Sect, what are you talking about, what do you want that young man to do as long as that young man can help Ran'er do it? What are you hiding from me?"

"It's nothing, I mean, if that young man can really save Eldest Sun Ran from the sky, everything I have done will be in vain. Fang Dongliu smiled and said in disguise.

Being able to achieve the position of the Lord of the Left Peak, Ruan Xianhui was not a fool, and immediately asked, "Lord of the Gate, did you secretly arrange something?"

Fang Dongliu waved his hand and said: "No matter what I arrange, it is for the sake of the future of the Remnant Yang Gate, senior sister, you don't care about this matter, I am not in the door these days, as soon as I deal with large and small affairs, you will be tired, don't be too much, retreat!"

"But Lord Sect, Ran'er is the best disciple of my Remnant Yang Sect over the years, even if she loses her Bingxin Prima Female Skill, with her qualifications, she can also reach a certain height in the future, we...."Ruan Xianhui was a little anxious, and instinctively told her that something was wrong.

Fang Dongliu was a little impatient, and he said indifferently: "This seat also knows that the future achievements of the eldest grandson are limitless, but what this seat wants is the present, the future is too far, this seat doesn't want to wait!"

At this point, even though Ruan Xianhui didn't know anything, she also understood that in the middle of the sky, not only that night, but even the eldest grandson, there might be unknown and unpleasant changes.

When she was trying to dissuade Fang Dongliu, the latter's body suddenly trembled heavily, and when his face turned pale, a mouthful of blood also gushed out.

"My lord, what's wrong with you?"

Blood gushed out, and Fang Dongliu's vitality also quickly withered, and that state, as if the whole person had been drained, was very terrifying and terrifying.

"How so, how so?"

On Fang Dongliu's white face, a shock surged out, as if he had seen a ghost.

Ruan Xianhui was anxious: "Lord of the Gate, what happened?"

"Get out, get out! I don't want to see you now, get out!" Fang Dongliu looked like crazy, and in his sluggish vitality, it became more and more felt as if something was being lost.

Only a moment or so has passed, and Fang Dongliu's whole person seems to have been abolished, that kind of remnant, people dare not look at it directly!

When more and more energy was refined by the soul fragments and flowed in this small space, gradually, the space was filled everywhere.

Today's space is like a container, but now, this container is filled with water, and it can no longer hold other streams.

"Buzz!"

The pitch-black light trembled slightly, and the energy that had been refined, under the traction of the light, left the consciousness space of Chenye like lightning, and after running in a circle in his body, it was sent into Changsun Ran's body....and then the energy that was refined by Changsun Ran, because Changsun Ran's original intention was to help Chenye, so this energy, which originally contained her soul breath, was transmitted back to Chenye's body again.

Every time the two of them teleport like this, they will unconsciously intercept some....consciousness space, more and more energy in the space where the soul is located, and it is also pouring into Chenye's body more and more quickly, and soon enters Changsun Ran's body, and then comes back....With this process continuing to repeat continuously, Chenye and Changsun Ran's bodies, slowly, formed a perfect cycle, the energy left by the many ancestors of the Remnant Yang Sect, at this moment, all turned into the purest Xuan Qi, which was absorbed by them.

Under the continuous erosion of that huge energy, their respective cultivation began to impact towards the next level, and that speed was not too slow!

In addition, in this cycle, there is another strange change!

In the world, there are no two things that are exactly the same, people, especially twins, even twins, will have differences, and everyone's breath is even more different.

However, in this cycle, the breath of the two, at a certain moment, reached an astonishing uniformity, even people who knew each other very well could not distinguish it without careful inspection.

When the breath of the two people reached almost the same time, the circulation speed of that energy suddenly accelerated, and at the same time, the speed of refining the soul fragments in the consciousness space also accelerated!

At a certain time, after all the energy was smelted, the consciousness space was completely calmed, and the pitch-black light did not dissipate, but shrouded tighter, like a cocoon.

In this, all the soul fragments, in a strange way, began to slowly integrate, and time passed slowly....