As soon as the wooden finch came into contact with the purple mist, it gradually began to decay, and it became tattered in just a few breaths, and Lu Xiangchen hurriedly controlled the spiritual power to take back the little finch.

Liu Wei came closer to check and found that the originally delicate wooden finch was now like rotten wood, and his fingers were full of cracks.

"In such a short period of time, a spirit puppet can decay, and it seems that this mist cannot be easily contaminated. Liu Wei said solemnly.

"I don't know what happened to Brother Xue, there is only one place in the entire hall to go to this deep well, he must have entered it. Lu Xiangchen was a little worried in his heart, but he couldn't think of a good solution for a while.

After seeing the weirdness of the purple mist, the people who were originally about to pursue retreated from the stone tower at this time, rather than guarding here, it was better to explore the rest of the place as soon as possible, and wait until Xiao Xuehong came out to intercept it.

On an altar filled with purple mist, there are countless flowers growing on the other side, Xiao Xuehong lies quietly in it, with countless flower stems wrapped around his body, and the purple mist is constantly absorbed by Xiao Xuehong through the pores.

The incense burner floated and swirled above Xiao Xuehong, echoing the flower mark on Xiao Xuehong's forehead.

A quarter of an hour later, the imprint of the flower on Xiao Xuehong's forehead showed through the skin and grew outward, and a soul fragment appeared in the incense burner, becoming more and more condensed as the flower grew.

A huge flower swaying, like the king of this flower, at this time Xiao Xuehong is used as a nutrient, constantly providing energy for this huge flower.

Time passes here ten times slower than the outside world, and an old figure appears on the huge other side of the flower, full of white hair, but there is not the slightest wrinkle on his face, and his deep eyes are firmly fixed on Xiao Xuehong lying on the altar.

"I didn't expect that the old man would survive here for thousands of years, and he would wait for such a suitable carrier, the power of Hongmeng, the carrier of the avenue, and the old man is hopeful of becoming a god. ”

In the end, the old man's voice trembled a little, and he raised his trembling hands, his eyes full of unparalleled excitement.

After enduring thousands of years of loneliness, he was bound to a secret realm, and he could only use the incense burner as a foothold. At this moment, freedom is in front of him, and the old man's heart is hard to hide his excitement,

The whole person turned into a spiritual light and drilled into Xiao Xuehong's mind.

The purple pattern wrapped around Xiao Xuehong's soul like a chain, and he could only watch everything that happened in the outside world, and the control of his body had gradually lost when he seized the incense burner.

"Boy, the deity has been trapped for a thousand years, and you can be said to be fortunate to be the carrier of the old man Ziling Zhenjun. The old man smiled sheepishly.

"Old monster, you don't have to die well, you will be struck by lightning when you go out, I'm waiting for you below. Looking at the hateful face in front of him, Xiao Xuehong's weak soul let out an unwilling consciousness.

"Boy, you can only show the power of your tongue, I will use your body to become a god and accept the worship of the world, you can thank me below. ”

After that, the Purple Spirit True Monarch was no longer verbose, and the power of the soul continued to eat away at Xiao Xuehong's consciousness and began to take over Xiao Xuehong's body.

Although the Purple Spirit True Monarch has been imprisoned for thousands of years, and his soul has long been weakened, he is still so unshakable in front of Xiao Xuehong's fivefold realm of refining spirits.

Xiao Xuehong's soul was crumbling under the impact of the Purple Spirit True Monarch, and the originally weak soul was close to transparency at this time.

Looking at Xiao Xuehong's soul that was about to be wiped out, the Purple Spirit True Monarch was even more excited, and the speed of erosion suddenly accelerated, just when Xiao Xuehong's soul was about to completely dissipate, a golden spirit rune appeared in Xiao Xuehong's spiritual world.

The dazzling golden light bloomed, and the purple mist melted away like the sun meeting snow under the golden light.

"How is it possible that someone has left a soul talisman on your soul. ”

The remnant soul of the Purple Spirit True Monarch became full of holes under the illumination of the golden light, and the whole person's face was distorted, and he roared in pain.

On the other hand, Xiao Xuehong's soul is constantly moistened by the golden light, and in just a few breaths, the shackles formed by the purple pattern are melted, and Xiao Xuehong's soul is free again.

The incense burner appeared in Xiao Xuehong's spiritual world under the summons of Ziling Zhenjun, and the green smoke rose to envelop the remnant soul of Ziling Zhenjun, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Xiao Xuehong's soul, but he did not dare to act rashly under the deterrence of the soul charm.

Sleeping in the incense burner for thousands of years, he was finally about to see the light of day again, but he was destroyed by a soul talisman, I thought that Xiao Xuehong was just a young man with extraordinary talents, but I didn't expect that there was such a powerful talisman on his body.

The soul charm, as the name suggests, is the nemesis of all Yin Spirits and Dead Souls, and it was an unattainable treasure in the era of the Purple Spirit True Monarch, and the method of refining it has long been lost, and the few that have survived have also been treasured for generations.

Xiao Xuehong also didn't know anything about the dementor talisman that existed on his soul, but he felt the breath of an old beggar on it. It seems that the origin of this cheap master is not ordinary.

The green smoke was swirling, isolating the penetration of golden light, but the soul power consumed by using the incense burner made the Purple Spirit True Monarch a little unbearable.

But he was helpless about the current situation, and the originally invincible Purple Spirit True Monarch didn't say a word, just glanced at the golden soul talisman angrily, and then got into the incense burner without showing his head.

Xiao Xuehong didn't care about him so much, and the soul power controlled the soul talisman to be firmly attached to the incense burner.........