In the dark blue soul refining array, Ye Mili stared at Fang Yanli with hatred in his eyes.

If this person hadn't come over to stir up the peace today, maybe she would have slaughtered everyone by now, refining her vitality and soul power, and building a foundation would be hopeful.

How can she not hate?

If she could do it all over again, she would definitely not give Fang the slightest chance to leave, even if she would lose some of the strength of the Soul Refining Great Array, she would definitely kill this fang.

And in the face of Ye Mili's eager gaze, Fang Yanli also stared at Ye Mili without blinking.

In his eyes, all kinds of emotions were mixed, but the strong killing intent could not be concealed.

It was as if he was going to burst out and kill in the next breath.

However, at this time, Ye Mili was in a very poor state, if she faced Fang Yuanli's attack head-on, and there were nearly a hundred spiritual warriors after the Star Luo reversal formation, maybe she would not be able to leave this place today.

Her body shook, and now she was in a rout, and she had to get out of here quickly, anyway.

Without thinking about it, Ye Mili swiped his finger on his waist, and a piece of white jade flew out, which was accurately held in her mouth.

Immediately after, she bit her silver teeth fiercely, directly biting the white jade in her mouth to pieces.

In an instant, a white light condensed under her feet.

These white rays of light came from the depths of the earth, very simple, they were ghost city ancient formations, as for this white jade, they were discovered by Ye Mili by accident when he was arranging the soul refining array.

As long as the jade is crushed, it can be teleported to the deserted city far away in an instant, where it is arrayed with iron pillars and has its own guidance.

Originally, she had two pieces of jade, but she didn't want to let the wraith use one of them before.

But it didn't matter, as long as she still had a piece in her hand, it would be enough to escape today.

"I remember you, sooner or later, I will slash you with my own hands and use your soul to commemorate my loss today!" As the light was about to envelop her body, she stared at Fang Yuanli's face again, as if she wanted to memorize the latter's appearance in her mind.

"Hmph!" But before her words fell, Fang gradually left and snorted coldly, and the iron rune sword in her hand burst out with a ten-inch sword light, and then without hesitation, her body shot out.

He actually recovered so quickly?!

She still underestimated the power of the souls.

"No need for later, just today!" Fang gradually separated his eyes with a cold glow, although his body was still a little hot, but his sanity had fully recovered.

Seeing that the distance between Fang Wanli and Ye Mili was getting closer and closer, the light on the latter's body had not yet completely enveloped his body.

"Die!" Fang gradually let out a low sigh, and a ten-inch sword suddenly stabbed out.

Ye Mili's eyes kept flickering, and one by one coping strategies came to her heart, but in the end, she still bit her silver teeth and quickly threw out something.

Fang gradually left the castration and did not change, and the killing intent was decided, but after seeing this thing, his complexion still changed, and he didn't care about the backlash of qi and blood, and the iron rune sword in his hand twisted and turned around, and fell directly down.

Bang! Fang gradually left the power at this time, and directly shook the ground in a radius of nearly ten zhang, like a spider web.

Among them, within three feet of his feet, it was deeply dented, forming a large pit.

A small object fell in front of Fang gradually leaving him, it was a wooden carving the size of a palm.

Ye Mili threw this thing, which led Fang to gradually shift the offensive.

The wraith, which had disappeared during the previous fight, suddenly appeared on Fang Yuanli's shoulder again, and then she jumped down, ran in front of the wood carving in a few steps, and got into it.

The light flickered, and a girl who was only three inches tall appeared in front of Fang Yuanli.

This is the body of the Wraith Spirit, but it hasn't changed much from its previous state.

"Do you have any of her kind of jade?" Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Fang Yanli saw that the place where Ye Mili was standing had completely lost his figure, and couldn't help but say a little hurriedly.

This person's cultivation is already infinitely close to building a foundation, and if he is not killed today, he may bring countless troubles to himself in the future.

"No, it's just two pieces in total, and the one I used before was consumed when I teleported you to the deserted city. Wraith said helplessly.

Regarding the jade, when the wraith used it before, there were two considerations.

After all, Fang gradually left that there was no mortal evil, if he didn't want to be planted with mortal injuries in his heart, then he would be teleported away to save his life.

And if Fang Yuanli was just hesitating, it just gave her a little time to think and prepare.

Fang gradually frowned, if this was the case, then wouldn't he really be able to kill that woman today?

"Don't worry about this for now, accept the will of the souls, otherwise if your soul power is exhausted, you will not be able to sustain the mortal injury, and you will die at that time. Wraith said.

Fang gradually shrank away from his pupils and nodded solemnly.

The soul power on his body has been continuously consumed after a while, and with the repair of the injuries all over his body, it seems to be a little thin.

If it is delayed for a while, the soul power will definitely disappear, and at that time, there may be variables.

Therefore, at this time, it is more important to protect oneself than to hunt down Ye Mi Li.

The wraith leaped a few times and stood on the cover of the heavenly spirit that was gradually leaving.

"One hundred thousand wills!"

Her small palm slapped out, and it just landed on the Baihui acupoint that Fang was gradually leaving.

Bang!

The blue, ice-like thing quickly burrowed into Fang's body.

In the distance, under the ruins where the original Stygian Butterfly was, the eyes on the shattered and sparse wings all burst open, turning into the same blue particles, constantly converging towards Fang Bian.

Fang gradually left his mind with a pain, only to feel that something that made his mind extremely congested was filled with it.

At the same time, there seemed to be a myriad of whispers in his head, and the buzzing sound continued to disturb his heart.

It was just a moment, and Fang gradually left his mind and was completely lost in the countless wills that had been added to his mind.

But fortunately, these wills had no intention of harming Fang gradually leaving, and they only stayed in his mind for a few breaths, and then instantly rushed to his heart and merged into it.

Fang Yuanli's heart flashed blue, like a crystal gem, and even outside the body, the beating could be clearly seen.

As if the world had been opened, Fang gradually woke up from the chaos.

The scars on his body were all healed, and with a slight shake, dead skin continued to fall.

He touched his heart, and it was still beating normally, no different.

The only deep feeling is that the soul power that was originally attached to his body has disappeared, and the feeling of a sudden drop in strength is not pleasant.

He could clearly sense that there was another thing in his heart at this time, which was beating with the beating of his heart, and that was mortal injury.

At this time, the mortal injury is very different from the previous situation, and it seems to have a trace of endless charm, which is indescribable.

"One hundred thousand living souls have already left their mark on your mortal injuries, and the subsequent soul power will also recover on its own. It's just that the power of the soul is not as good as the spiritual power, and I don't know how long it will take to recover again. A weak voice came from overhead, as if with emotion.

Fang gradually moved away from his expression, picked up the wraith soul from above his head, and brought it to his eyes.

"Wraith you..."Fang gradually left the wraith lying on the side of his palm, and couldn't help but exclaim.

At this time, the wraith has gray hair, and it has actually turned into the appearance of an old woman.

Her tiny fingers crossed together, and with a slight pinch, the soul refining array above her head cracked again.

But I don't know if it's because Ye Mili is no longer here, so the mouth has been maintained at the size of one person, and there has been no change.

"I was born of a hundred thousand souls, and I should go with them. Wraith said quietly.

As if in response to her words, a brilliant blue glow flashed through Fang Yanli's heart, and then a puff of white smoke rose from him.

Whew - the smoke was so thick that I couldn't open my eyes for a while.

By the time Fang gradually moved away to regain his sight, a cloud of smoke had risen above his head.

In the smoke and clouds, the soul shadow flickered, which was the last trace of the 100,000 dead souls.

Fang gradually left his hand, and looked down, a small half of the body of the wraith in his palm had begun to ossify, and it had turned into a wood carving again.

The sky is 100,000 souls, and in the hands is the wood carving spirit that should be born for 100,000 souls.

"Follow your heart, don't be evil, don't forget all hurt. The wraith finally confessed.

She finally looked at the souls in the sky that should have dissipated a long time ago, and muttered: "The soul goes with the breeze, and there is no joy and sorrow." But calling the calamity is near, relieving my depression..."

The light was shining brightly, the clouds and smoke dispersed, and there was only a dry wood carving left in his hand.

In the end, Min Mo.

Fang gradually flipped the wood carving, and saw a crooked line of small characters behind him: Heaven and Earth are mortals.

This font is old, and I think it was engraved by a mortal back then.

He may still be a young child, and he has carved the words of his heart as soon as he learns calligraphy.

He may also be a middle-aged hunter who still struggled before he died, just the last bitter catharsis before leaving.

But in any case, they have left the mark of existence, both in the past and in the present.

Exhaling deeply, Fang gradually left the wooden carving solemnly.

He looked around the crater in the middle of the ghost town.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I don't have the depressing feeling I had before.

"All the ghosts have returned to their homeland, where they belonged. Fang Yanli was silent for a long time and muttered.

Thundered!

Behind him came a fragmented voice, mixed with exclamations caused by it.

"Brother Hua!" Gong Xiuwen's voice came from behind him.

He looked around, but didn't see the figure of the ghost cultivator before.

On the contrary, he found a loophole in the formation above his head, and it seemed that someone had broken through it.

Fang gradually took out a black robe from the storage bag and draped it over his body, put the hood on again, and then turned around.

"That ghost cultivator has fled, there is nothing to do here, let's leave first. ”

Gong Xiuwen was stunned for a moment, and then he also realized something, looked back at the group of spiritual priests with burning eyes, and hurriedly nodded.

Fang gradually left without delay, walked to the three of them, grabbed Dong Banyan and Hu Ranqi, and then rode the wind and rushed out of the large array of holes in the air in an instant.

Gong Xiuwen glanced at the messy ground, and while his heart was shaken, he hurriedly set up a vacant array, and also rushed out of the soul refining array.