Chapter 677: Seven Seven Forty-Nine

In the void, a cold but incomparably beautiful face was quietly looking at the villa of the Xiaonan family below.

The blood-colored array on the top does not have a strong shielding function, it is just a simple defense, and it is mainly internal, used to prevent the escape of demonic qi or some remnant spirits.

As for the external protection, it basically depends on the blood demon who presided over the big array.

A pair of smart eyes on his cold face glanced at Wa Tiehua, and his eyebrows twisted slightly: "This guy seems to be quite bold, and he really thinks that I won't think crookedly!"

With a light snort, the eyes narrowed slightly, as if there was a light flickering slightly, and a faint but golden light instantly appeared above the eyes, looking downward, as if everything could not stop her prying eyes.

"This guy has a lot of good things......"

Only then did he take a look, and a faint hint of surprise appeared on his cold face, and he muttered: "This demon refining gossip magic weapon also looks like a broken magic weapon, but the power is quite weak, it should be the core of the array plate is missing!"

"That pure thunder, if this thing can't send it out, then what treasure is hidden in this guy's body?"

On the cold face, the color of curiosity became more and more intense.

People are watching from above, as if Xiaonan is also nervously busy below.

In the middle of the Seven Star Town Soul Lamp, Xiaobei was still lying quietly.

As if Xiao Nan was sitting on the side, two feet in front of him, the Nine Palaces Bagua Disk was slowly rotating, and clusters of spiritual light rose on the disk, trapping the thumb-sized Demon Spirit Bead in the center.

As if Xiaonan's hands were gently guarding the aura, a layer of subtle electric sparks between his hands formed a flickering ball.

The spiritual light of the Nine Palaces Bagua Disk fiercely eroded and squeezed towards the demon spirit bead in the middle, and wisps of mixed demonic qi were forced out, and then purified by the electric spark.

Originally, the soul was missing, basically there was nothing to make up, after all, the soul is the most wonderful, it is the foundation of human beings, if it is gone, naturally there is no spiritual thing to make up, even if it is made up with spiritual things, it is just a foolish person.

Only this Heavenly Demon Spirit, because it has a small North Soul integrated into it, there is no rejection, so it can be used to repair it!

The extraterritorial heavenly demon, the origin is magical and pure, it is the thought of that wisp of essence demon spirit, absorbing countless souls and creatures, which contains countless seven emotions and six desires, these countless miscellaneous thoughts, the most terrifying.

Therefore, it is necessary to eliminate all the demonic qi that these distracting thoughts have turned into, and only this essence of demonic spirit thoughts can be used to make up for the missing soul and two souls of Xiaobei.

Time passed minute by minute, as if Xiao Nan was still slightly closed, the electric spark in his hand flashed slightly, and the demon spirit bead gradually became smaller and smaller, until in the end, there was only the size of a mung bean, quietly floating on the Nine Palaces Bagua Plate.

The rest of the one was so black that it looked like a black hole, as if even the light was going to be sucked into it.

"Whew!" Looking at this pure demon spirit bead, Xiao Nan breathed a long sigh of relief, and the heart that had been hanging tightly was slightly lowered, and finally refined this demon spirit to purity.

Since that person hasn't made a move yet, I think he shouldn't stop it, or he has other thoughts about the Demon Spirit Bead.

Otherwise, this period of time will be the best time for the other party to make a move.

looked at Yi Xiaobei who was lying in the soul lamp, and then looked at the demon spirit beads floating on the Nine Palace Bagua card, Yi Xiaonan was silent for a moment, and then lightly.

The Demon Spirit Bead floated up gently, and with his fingers, it nodded towards Yi Xiaobei's forehead.

It's just that when this finger was still two inches away from Xiao Beimei's spiritual platform, it suddenly stopped again, and just as he hesitated, a voice sounded: "You really think about it?"

"If something goes wrong, you will either kill him or keep him for the rest of your life, and even if there is no problem for the time being, you will always take care of him! Moreover, you will face everyone for him, even the whole spiritual practice!"

The cold voice sounded in his ears, and he didn't seem surprised, but after a little more silence, his fingers nodded lightly without any hesitation.

The mung bean-sized demon spirit bead was like a fish entering water, and it instantly merged into the spirit platform and dissipated.

And Yi Xiaobei, who had been silent, opened his eyes in an instant, and as soon as his hands tightened, he was about to sit up;

The seven originally silent green lanterns, the bean-sized flames, suddenly stretched towards the middle in an instant, and a layer of faint green light that seemed to be absent shrouded towards the small south in the middle.

Shrouded by this faint green light, Brother Fang secretly rolled his eyes, and lay back on the ground again, but he couldn't help but tremble, as if he wanted to struggle, and got up again.

And the elongated flame also slowly returned to its position, but it was no longer the size of a soybean, but became slender, in the air, windless and automatic, gently swaying from side to side.

"The soul returns, the soul returns to the source, go to the soul, my blood suppresses the spirit!"

With a soft snort from Yi Xiaonan, a drop of blood popped out on the index finger of his right hand and fell on the spiritual platform of Yi Xiaobei.

This drop of blood, like a red bead, rolls gently on the eyebrows and soul platform, condensing but not dispersing.

As this drop of blood fell, Xiaobei finally stopped trembling and regained the calm he had at first.

"The town is full of seven seven forty-nine days!"

The cold voice slowly rose again: "If there is no change within forty-nine days, the matter will be temporarily stable;

Hearing this, Xiao Nan lowered his head and was silent for a while, before he slowly spoke up and said, "Thank you!"

It's just that after that, there was no response to the cold voice, only Xiao Nan sat cross-legged by the soul lamp silently, quietly looking at the blood droplets in the center of Xiao Bei's eyebrows, and kept rolling......

On the top of the West Mountain, there is a boulder, and Yang is sitting cross-legged.

In front of him was a small tea tray, and a pot of tea and two cups, as if waiting for someone.

The mountain breeze was blowing gently, and it seemed that the guests had not yet come, but Na Yang did not seem to be in a hurry at all, just sat there and waited leisurely.

Suddenly, across from him, a figure appeared softly, kneeling down in front of him.

Of course, whether it's because she wears a short skirt or not, not necessarily!

"I've seen the town guard!" the girl said with a cold face, and gently arched her hand.

Na Yang also smiled slightly, and said with a smile: "I've seen Shangxiu!"

"Please use tea!"

"Good!"

The girl reached out and picked up the teacup, took a sip gently, her face showed a slight discoloration, and after a little aftertaste, a faint smile appeared on her cold face, and she said, "Good tea!"

"Thank you for the compliment!" Na Yang smiled softly: "It's not easy to repair the dirt, it's not easy to produce some good tea, and it's an honor to be praised by the landlord!"