After flying hundreds of miles with Ning Xuan'er's delicate body in his arms, Ji Fei stood on the top of a barren mountain, and he slowly placed Ning Xuan'er's body on a bluestone slab, and couldn't help frowning.

It is not an exaggeration to call Ning Xuan'er's situation a living dead now, her face is numb, her eyes are dull, and she does not have the slightest reaction to external stimuli.

This is a headache for Ling Jifei, this woman, he can't care about it, but how to take care of it, this is a problem.

Looking around, Ji Fei took a look, and with a flick of his sleeve, several shielding prohibitions appeared on the barren mountain, and suddenly this barren mountain was shrouded in an illusion.

As long as the prohibition is not touched, this barren mountain will not be discovered by monks.

At the top of the barren mountain, Ji Fei sat directly cross-legged, he wiped the storage bag, and a ghost flag appeared in his hand.

There was a hint of ruthlessness and helplessness on his face, "Millions of mortal souls, if it is against the heavens, but the millions of souls in the ghost banner are in contact with too much blood, and the evil qi is too heavy, they have already become powerful ghosts, if they don't sacrifice, I am afraid that they will be counterattacked!"

At the beginning, Ji Fei collected millions of souls into the ghost flags, he just wanted the souls of these mortals to rest in peace, but he didn't expect that millions of souls had changed in the ghost flags.

As Ji Fei sacrificed and refined the ghost flag, a thick yin qi suddenly filled this barren mountain, and from time to time there were bursts of ghost howls of the yin wind.

It's months...

For several months, the yin qi on this barren mountain has not dissipated, and it has a tendency to become more and more intense.

Whenever the moonlight shines at night, a strange light condenses over this barren mountain, and then gradually seeps into the earth like a breath.

Under this ordinary barren mountain, deep in the ground and I don't know how deep it is, in a karst cave, a little inexplicable red crystal light illuminates this place extremely warm, and it is dry.

In a crystal coffin, a withered old corpse lay inside, and the moment Ji Fei sacrificed the ghost flag, the wisps of yin qi in the void slowly seeped into this place.

Moreover, the strange thing is that the crystal coffin is like air, and the yin qi directly penetrates the lid of the crystal coffin and enters the crystal coffin.

It can be clearly seen that inside the crystal coffin is a dried corpse that has dried to the extreme, thin and boneless, and only a layer of gray skin remains.

The moment the trace of yin qi seeped into the old corpse, I saw that in the crystal coffin, the old corpse's shriveled chest actually moved slightly.

If you don't pay attention, you won't be able to see the slight ups and downs......

Over the past few months, the undulation in the chest of the dried corpse has been faintly increasing!

On the barren mountain, there were ghost howls and Ji Fei's cold snorts, and the sound of breaking the air was endless, as if a big battle was going on.

In the ban, a ghost banner stood up to the sky, and millions of souls broke out of the flag, turning into a miserable white and terrifying grimace in the yin qi of the sky, and constantly roaring at Ji Fei!

It happened a month after Ji Fei sacrificed and refined the ghost flag, although millions of mortal souls were refined by Ji Fei by one-third, but those two-thirds had a more powerful Liliang than before, and they were no longer willing to surrender to the agreement reached between Ji Fei and them before, they wanted absolute freedom, and they were not willing to be bound by Ji Fei.

Thus, a vigorous anti-devouring movement began......

The golden light in Ji Fei's hand flickered, and eighteen golden mountains lingered in front of him, emitting a dazzling light, and those souls seemed to be a little afraid of this, and they attacked Ji Fei hundreds of zhang away.

In Ji Fei's hand, it was a gold brick, tens of thousands of souls, and sometimes he was smashed into nothingness by a brick in an instant.

It's just that the yin qi did not disperse, and the soul soon formed in the ghost banner again, whistling, and attacked Ji Fei again continuously!

Ji Fei's face remained unchanged, he snorted coldly, and grabbed the huge ghost banner in the void with his big hand, but one after another cyan ripples waved, and an invisible force pushed his hand aside, making it difficult for him to touch the ghost banner in the slightest.

This is soul power......

These souls gathered together, and their power was not weaker than that of the masters in the late stage of Jindan, but it would take a while to kill Ji Fei.

However, if there is no miracle, it will only be a matter of time before Ji Fei is wiped out by millions of souls!

It's a year...... The fight continued, and the millions of souls intended to penetrate Ji Fei's consciousness and share Ji Fei's body.

At the bottom of the barren mountains, in the crystal coffin, the undulation of the chest of the dried corpse is no different from the breathing rate of ordinary people......

On this day, in the quiet cave, the lid of the crystal coffin suddenly slammed and fell to the ground. A withered and white arm stretched out from the crystal coffin, and the dry corpse slowly sat up, and several cyan rays of light suddenly burst out from his eyes, directly piercing through the void and flying into the endless universe.

The faint light went out, and the slightest emotion could not be seen in the dark eyes of the dry corpse, but a strange fluctuation came from the eyes of the dry corpse, as if dazed, and as if awake.

"Who is it?" the dry corpse looked at the withered body, "and can still wake up?"

After all, the dried corpse slowly floated out of the crystal coffin and floated towards the ground, and when he floated to the top of the cave, the earth and rocks blocked his way.

However, in an instant, a layer of yellow flames suddenly appeared on his body, and the cave above his head actually melted out a large hole.

Every inch of land that the dry corpse passed through was automatically refined into nothingness by this layer of yellow flames, and the dried corpse continued to float up, and a large hole of unknown depth was slowly formed.

After a few breaths, the dried corpse slowly floated out from the depths of the barren mountain.

Silently, the dry corpse appeared behind Ji Fei, at this time, Ji Fei's hand was flashing with golden light, and the bricks were frantically beckoning the soul of the sky!

However, there are so many souls that he has been exhausted for more than a year......

If it were other ordinary monks, I am afraid that they would have committed suicide under such circumstances, but Ji Fei insisted on resisting for more than a year.

At the moment when the dry corpse appeared, the soul of Mantian was suddenly stunned, Ji Fei looked at the soul of Mantian and did not move, first startled, and then his face was overjoyed, revealing a trace of joy.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then grabbed the huge ghost banner in the void with his big hand, as long as the ghost flag was in his hand, he had the confidence to seal these damn souls in it again, and then refine them all!

And, he did.

It's just that when the oni banner floated towards him, a gray-white withered arm crossed Ji Fei's eyes.

Looking down the withered arm, a dried corpse appeared in front of him, and when he landed, Ji Fei's eyes almost fell off.

A cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back, and his hands froze in the void, and he didn't dare to move a single bit.

There was no spiritual power fluctuation on this corpse, nor did it have the slightest breath, but this was what Ling Jifei feared the most.

Ji Fei has always been very confident in his divine sense, but when this dried corpse appeared beside him, he never realized that the cultivation of this dried corpse had exceeded the late Yuan Infant stage?

The dry corpse stretched out his withered arm and pinched the ghost flag in his hand, glanced at it, and slowly put it down, and then he turned his head to look at Ji Fei again, and an inexplicable fluctuation burst out from the dry corpse's eyes.

"You're finally back......"

This was not said by the dry corpse, but Ji Fei could clearly feel this feeling from that inexplicable fluctuation.

"I'm back again?" Ji Fei was shocked, puzzled. "What does this mean?"

The dry corpse was silent, the dry finger stretched out, and there seemed to be an extremely terrifying suction force at the fingertips, and the millions of souls that spread in the void were condensed by this dry finger without even letting out a wail in an instant.

Millions of souls were torn apart in an instant, and a trace of black light suddenly formed in the void, and then continued to rotate and merge, and then dozens of black threads formed in the void!

These ten black silks exuded a stream of extremely powerful soul power.

Each one is almost equivalent to the early stage of Jindan, Rao is Ji Fei, in front of these ten black silks, his complexion can't help but change greatly...... This trace of soul power has the effect of hitting the heart and the mind is unpredictable, even he is difficult to resist the slightest.

The dry corpse was silent, and the dry fingers were touched again, and the ten black threads lingered around the fingertips, and the dark eyes burst out with strange fluctuations again.

"This is your ......"

The dry fingers once again touched the ghost banner in the void, and suddenly ten black threads broke through the air and were directly reflected on the ghost flag.

Suddenly, the strange black light on the ghost banner overflowed, wisps of it, constantly diverging and distorting in the void.

A circle of black light appeared on the ghost flag, and with the infiltration of the ten black threads, the black light flickered, and it was very dazzling, and the rune-like lines in the black circle formed in the black circle.

After a few breaths, it was as if a strange word appeared in a black circle.

Ji Fei looked at this word carefully, and suddenly an extremely familiar feeling burst out from the depths of his soul, and he blurted out:

"Division!"

......

As he uttered these words, the dried corpse disappeared directly into nothingness, as if it had never appeared.

Everything was like a dream, and Ji Fei looked at the ghost flag in his hand and had an illusion of disbelief.

It's just that the familiar word "division" on the ghost flag shows that everything is true!

The yin qi in the barren mountains has dissipated, and Ning Xuan'er's delicate body on the bluestone slab has fallen into a deep sleep, as if she will never wake up again.

At the top of the mountain, a black hole that was unknown how deep appeared in front of him, Ji Fei thought for a moment, picked up Ning Xuan'er's delicate body, jumped down, and disappeared at the entrance of the black hole.

Ji Fei could feel that the dried corpse was extremely familiar to him, like a comrade-in-arms fighting side by side.

Thinking back to the dried corpse, his heart was sore, this feeling was very mysterious, but it was real.

In the black hole, Ji Fei kept floating down, and as time passed, he looked down and saw that a point of light appeared under his feet.

"Is this where the dried corpse appeared?"

For some reason, Ji Fei didn't have the slightest fear in his heart.

When he came to the huge cave with Ning Xuan'er in his arms, looking at the crystal coffin, the word "Brother Yan" couldn't help but blurt out.

Ji Fei's heart was shocked, his eyes froze, and he was amazed that he could say the word "Brother Yan".

"What the hell is going on?" Ji Fei frowned, for some reason, he could feel that he was extremely familiar with this crystal coffin.