"Oops!" Qiu Long's hands trembled in fright, "Master, you scared me to death!"

Then, Qiu Long hugged Shi Feng.

"Master, you're alright, great, great!"

originally thought that Shi Feng would definitely die, but he didn't expect that he would be alive again, and anyone else would be extremely excited.

It's just that Shi Feng stared at Qiu Long for a while, but he didn't squeak.

"Master, what are you doing? Why don't you say a word?"

How did Qiu Long know that Shi Feng at this moment was controlled by the Lord of the Six Palaces.

And the six hall masters are brewing how to jump in three words and three words in order to smoothly express what they want to express.

Qiu Long's exclamation was so loud that the big feet and the Enlightenment Monument that were greeting Meng Po stopped greeting Meng Po.

Meng Po was even more surprised, how could she be? Shi Feng didn't die?

But Meng Po just rested her blink of an eye, and her big feet began to kick open again, and the Enlightenment Monument began to smash open.

What made Meng Po feel painful was that the Enlightenment Monument and the Big Foot were extremely tacit, and the Enlightenment Monument kicked the Big Foot after smashing it, and after the Big Foot kicked, the Enlightenment Monument kicked again.

At this time, Meng Po's whole body seemed to be falling apart, and the pain was indescribable.

"Don't be suspicious, don't be suspicious, don't be suspicious, give your soul silk, and the Savior goes. Shi Feng, who had been staring at the dragon for a while, suddenly said.

"Huh, who are you!" Qiu Long was really startled this time.

If this kind of thing appeared on the bodies of other soul bodies, Qiu Long would definitely be able to hear that it was the voice of the Six Hall Lords. But it was different when it appeared on Shi Feng.

If you care, it's messy!

"Get out of my master's body quickly, or I want you to die without a place to bury!" the dragon glared at the dragon's eyes, and the phantom beast condensed in his hand.

The Netherworld doesn't care about the bodies of the dead, and neither does the Dragon.

The reason why he wiped Shi Feng's face was because Shi Feng's death came too suddenly, and he had no psychological preparation, so he had to find something to do casually to alleviate Shi Feng's surprise caused by his sudden death.

But now it's different.

Qiu Long's mentality is basically stable, and there is a soul body that dares to use the body used by his master, is this still necessary?

Even if Shi Feng's body is destroyed, he can't let other souls borrow the corpse to resurrect his soul!

"Qiulong, don't worry, the two of us are already together. I speak, I listen carefully, send the soul silk, and the Savior goes. Don't more, three or four wisps, the Lord will come out immediately, and then talk about it together!"

"Sixth Hall Master, Sixth Son, What's the matter?" Qiu Long was even more surprised, "Why don't you stutter? Where is the master?"

"Oh, I'm angry, dead dragon, don't talk nonsense!" Shi Feng, who was under the control of the Sixth Hall Lord, looked anxious.

"Oh!" the dragon sighed lightly, no longer verbose, took out four strands of spiritual soul silk, and handed them to Shi Feng, who was under the control of the sixth hall master.

The Lord of the Six Halls also recognizes Shi Feng as the main one, and it should not be unfavorable to Shi Feng, which is Qiu Long's more firm idea.

What's more, the voice of the six hall masters is true, and it is also true that he is in a hurry, if he is allowed to jump like three words and three words, it will be strange if he is not tired to death!

"Take the soul silk, don't take off your body, you can come out, it's all up to you!" Shi Feng, who was controlled by the six hall masters, said this sentence and closed his eyes gently.

Qiu Long only felt that he handed out four strands of soul silk, three of which seemed to be pulled by something, and his power was extremely great.

He felt that the three strands of soul thread that were pulled seemed to be able to be pulled off at any time.

The voice of the sixth hall master told Qiu Long that it was all up to him to come out, and Qiu Long naturally didn't dare to slack off, so he quickly got a few more strands of soul silk wrapped around the three strands of soul silk that were being pulled, and the three strands of soul silk were three times thicker so that there was no feeling that the soul silk was about to leave the body.

"Master, don't bother, relax your body and mind, I'll get it." "The soul of the Sixth Hall Lord appeared next to Shi Feng.

"Don't forget to bring the Thought Demon King out too!" After Shi Feng said a word, he stopped squeaking, relaxed his soul, and let the Six Hall Lords toss.

Now, even if he doesn't believe in the Six Hall Masters, there is no way, because he found that every place in this space is the same, without any markers, and he can't get out at all.

Even the Demon King, who had controlled this space for all the years, couldn't get out, let alone himself, so Shi Feng could only let the Six Hall Lords toss around.

The Lord of the Six Halls explained to Shi Feng in a babbling manner why he went out by himself and couldn't take away their souls.

It was because he left a soul mark in Shi Feng's body, so he went out.

And if Shi Feng wants to go out, he must use the dragon's spiritual soul silk.

Lingzhi soul silk has a special function, that is, it can penetrate into the soul, while the soul silk of other soul bodies cannot. Only the penetration of the Lingzhi soul silk is not enough, this Lingzhi soul silk must also be in the space outside the bowl.

Shi Feng only felt that there was a slight wriggling in his soul, but this was not a body, it was a soul, and he had no way to look inside.

Not only Shi Feng, but also the Thought Demon King felt the same way.

This process lasted about half an hour.

Shi Feng suddenly felt that his soul tightened, and then he exhaled, and his soul was pulled by something and flew up.

I opened my eyes.

"Huh, what about the sixth son?"

Only the Thought Demon King and the Dragon appeared in front of him, and the Six Hall Masters were nowhere to be seen.

"Master, is that you?" Qiu Long stared at Shi Feng who opened his eyes with a puzzled expression.

"Thank you, master, the demon king, I will be your pawn in the future, everything is only your horse's head!" The demon king knelt on his knees and worshiped Shi Feng.

"Get up, in the future, you go yours, I'll go mine, as long as you don't do things that hurt the heavens and reason, I won't care about you!" Shi Feng waved his hand at the Demon King, and then looked at Qiu Long with a smile, "Qi Long, I'm worried about you!"

Qiu Long happily looked up and down around the stone peak, left and right.

"Master, I will only follow you in the future, and I will not go anywhere!"

"No, let's go!" Shi Feng didn't explain why, insisting on thinking about the demon king leaving.

He felt in his heart that this thought Demon King was extravagant, and he could control him now, but letting this kind of soul follow him, he would feel uncomfortable all the time.

After all, he was a life formed by the thought of devouring other souls, and he was born with luxury.

"The master told you to leave, did you hear it?, do you think that any soul can choose my master as the master?"

A Sixth Hall Lord was already the same as himself as Shi Feng Master, and suddenly another one appeared, and Qiu Long felt uncomfortable.

"Who are you? I just won't leave!" the Demon King glared at the dragon with fist-sized eyes.

"He is the same existence as me, he is me, I am him!" Shi Feng glared at the Demon King fiercely.

Dare to be disrespectful to the dragon, that's okay!

Qiu Long is his brother who lives and dies together!

"Let's go, if you don't go, I'll make you disappear immediately!"

"This, this, why?" the Thinking Demon King looked at Qi Long and Shi Feng strangely.

The two souls in front of me are too different, how can it be that you are me, I am yours.

"Don't get out of here, the master told you to disappear. The dragon yelled at the Demon King.

"Master?" the Demon King looked reluctant.

"Let's go, don't be evil in the future!"

"Okay, but no matter what day you are, no matter where you go, you are my master!" Seeing that Shi Feng was so resolute, the Demon King of Thoughts no longer insisted on following Shi Feng.

"Qiu Long, where is the sixth son?" Shi Feng turned his face to look at Qiu Long.