There were two spaces in the Nine Absolute Purgatory Array, one of which was full of thunder and lightning, and there were three people struggling to resist the thunder and lightning, they were covered in injuries and listlessness, and it seemed that they couldn't last long. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There were two figures in the other space, one of them was Zhou Can, who was covered in bruises, he had reached his limit, and he was lying there at this time, dragged by the colored mist.

The other one was Ning Lan, but it was not his body, but the body that controlled the condensation of the colored mist in the array, he carefully checked Zhou Can's condition, and found that it had indeed reached the point of exhaustion, and then it turned into colorful mist and disappeared.

At the top of Zixian Mountain, Ning Lan suddenly opened his eyes, and he said to Yang Lao: "Yang Lao, Zhou Can has no strength to resist, I will imprison him alone somewhere in the formation, and I will trouble you to take him out of the formation." ”

"Good!"

Elder Yang's answer was very concise, Ning Lan told the other party to be careful, and then controlled the formation.

Yang Lao looked at the colorful mist not far away and instantly had an extra passage, he flew in without hesitation, and it didn't take long to see Zhou Can.

Zhou Can's miserable appearance made him stunned, no wonder he would surrender, how much torture he had to suffer.

When he came back to his senses, he flew directly to Zhou Can, and then sealed the other party's meridians and dragged out the formation.

Zhou Can felt a dazzling look, and after adapting to it, he looked up and saw that he had already left the formation, and he was standing on the top of the mountain at this moment, and he saw Ning Lan at a glance, as well as the main hall of the sect not far behind Ning Lan.

Ning Lan smiled kindly at Zhou Can, and then said: "The one who knows the times is Junjie, and Master Zhou is much more interesting than the other three. ”

"Who are you?" Zhou Can had already seen Ning Lan in the formation, and he also knew that the formation was controlled by Ning Lan, so he wanted to know Ning Lan's identity.

"My name is Ning Lan, the head of the Purple Immortal Sect, you have to obey me in the future, otherwise you will ......" The threat in Ning Lan's eyes was very strong.

This made Zhou Can very aggrieved, originally thought that he was surrendering to Yang Xiaoyao, the other party was higher in cultivation than him, and there was nothing to be embarrassed about, but now let him obey the orders of a qi refining boy, he really found it difficult to accept.

However, Yang Xiaoyao on the side stood there quietly, the true yuan in his hand flowing, and it seemed that he was ready to give him a fatal blow at any time, which made him dare not refute.

"Hey, anyway, it's also subject to others, what's the difference between the Qi refining period and the Jindan period!" Zhou Can sighed in his heart, of course, he still had a trace of extravagant hope in his heart, that is, Ning Lan had no means to control him, so he still had a chance to get out of control and rise up to resist.

"If you choose to obey me, then sacrifice a wisp of divine soul, otherwise you will end up with Jing Xuan, and your soul will be scattered!" Ning Lan's eyes were cold, if Zhou Can dared to say a word, he would not hesitate to let Yang Lao kill Zhou Can.

Zhou Can was frightened by Ning Lan's eyes, he was really afraid that Ning Lan would kill him if he hesitated, so he gritted his teeth and separated a wisp of divine soul.

A wisp of white mist floated out of Zhou Can's eyebrows, the mist was not much bigger than a hair, and after it floated out, it was grouped together, and Zhou Can's appearance was faintly visible.

Ning Lan didn't say much about the divine soul, so Zhou Can only divided it into such a little, even if this divine soul was destroyed, it would not damage him much, so he looked a little refreshed, as for what he was thinking, he didn't know.

Ning Lan glanced at Zhou Can, saw that his eyes flickered, his eyes wandered, and he sneered in his heart, and then his eyes were slightly closed, and he recited the mantra in his mouth.

Ning Lan read faster and faster, and her voice became louder and louder, and in the end, the tight spells that were recited in her mouth actually turned into spiritual power spell seals and merged into Zhou Can's soul, which made Zhou Can on the side panic.

Ning Lan's face turned pale, his spiritual power was rapidly depleting, and it didn't take long for him to be exhausted, but fortunately, the last spiritual power spell was finally completed.

After these spell marks were integrated into the divine soul, the original white divine soul had some golden points of light, and these golden points of light were spiritual power spell marks, imprisoning the divine soul.

Ning Lan opened his eyes, he looked at Zhou Can's spirit, his face was painful, and he gritted his teeth and forced out a drop of essence blood.

At this time, Zhou Can already felt that something was wrong, but before he could react, the essence blood flew into his soul.

The divine soul suddenly became bloody, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to calm, and the divine soul also turned blood-red, and there were golden points of light among them.

Zhou Can's soul was stunned, and then he returned to normal, but he felt that there was something more on his soul, like a shackle.

"Ahh

As soon as he cursed Ning Lan a few words in his heart, he felt as if his soul was being torn apart, screaming in pain, holding his head and rolling on the ground.

Ning Lan's eyes were happy, this tightening spell was really powerful, when Zhou Can scolded him in his heart just now, he heard it clearly through the connection with the other party's spirit, and then Zhou Can became like that, it must have been the tightening spell that worked.

After a long while, Zhou Can's voice slowly became smaller, and the pain of his soul just now seemed to be torn apart, which made him feel painful, and he also felt a kind of awe for Ning Lan.

"Okay, you can keep the soul, as long as you obey my orders in the future, you won't have anything to do, but if you dare to have a little bad thoughts, you know the consequences. ”

Zhou Can didn't speak, and Ning Lan could control him without that wisp of divine soul, so he directly took that wisp of divine soul into it.

"Let's go and recover, there's something for you to do later." Ning Lan said to Zhou Can.

"Yes, palm... Door!"

Zhou Can walked to Ning Lan and Yang Lao ten meters away, sat down and took out the healing pill, he glanced at Ning Lan with a complicated face, and then took the pill to meditate and recover.

"Ning Lan, what kind of means are you, not to mention the cultivators who can control the Jindan Period, not even the domineering other party has a little thought in his heart. Elder Yang looked at Ning Lan suspiciously, how many secrets did this kid have.

"Hehe, Elder Yang, this is also the spell of my Purple Immortal Sect, it is called the Tightening Mantra, and it cannot be cast by non-disciples of my Purple Immortal Sect.

Ning Lan said with a smile.

"Then I'm also an elder of the Purple Immortal Sect now, won't you pass on the exercises to me?" Yang Lao half-jokingly.

Ning Lan's face was embarrassed when he heard this, he only had the exercises of the Qi refining period in his hands at present, and only by breaking through to the corresponding realm could he get the exercises of that realm, so there was really no way to give Yang Lao the exercises at present.

"Elder Yang, I also want to give it to you, but my master passed on the exercises to me with a secret method, only if I break through the Jindan period can I have the exercises of the Jindan period, and at present, there are only exercises in the Qi refining period, if you don't dislike me, I will pass it on to you." ”

"It seems that I'm a bad old man who doesn't have an immortal fate, and the exercises in the Qi refining period are useless to me, so I don't want it. ”

Although it was a joke, Yang Lao was still a little disappointed, if he could get Ning Lan's exercises, maybe his cultivation would be able to improve, and he would be able to try to break through the Yuan Infant Stage when he reached the peak of the late Jindan period, even if he failed in the end, he would have no regrets in this life, but unfortunately Ning Lan did not have the exercises of the Jindan period.

"Elder Yang, don't be discouraged, I will definitely give you the exercises when I break through to the Jindan stage, and maybe you can become the ancestor of the Yuan Infant when the time comes. Ning Lan comforted.

Yang Lao smiled and didn't speak, Ning Lan is only a cultivator in the late stage of Qi refining now, who knows how many decades or even hundreds of years it will take to break through to the Jindan stage, he doesn't have so many Shouyuan and Ning Lan to break through.

Seeing that Yang Lao didn't speak, Ning Lan took out the Qi Recovery Pill and began to recover his spiritual power, there were still three people in the formation, although he had weakened the power of the formation, but who knew how long they could last, so he had to hurry up and concoct the three of them with a tightening spell.

After about two or three hours, Ning Lan's spiritual power had almost recovered, and he looked at Zhou Can, who was still meditating and recovering, before turning his head to Yang Lao and said, "Yang Lao, I am also going to take the three of them under my command, you can wait here patiently." ”

Seeing Elder Yang nodding, Ning Lan's consciousness entered the formation.

Bai He's real state is better than the other two, his flower umbrella blocks the thunder and lightning, and there are no scars on his body.

The grinding disc of the Void Daoist was already full of cracks, if it weren't for the occasional thunderbolt falling at this time, he was afraid that they would have been shattered, and his face turned pale, and he looked like he had consumed a lot.

Sun Bin was a little miserable, the turtle shell that protected him was already dim, although he had no injuries on his body, but there was no trace of blood on his face, his steps were vain, and he could be planted at any time.

Ning Lan had a general understanding of the state of the three of them, so he targeted Sun Bin, whose mid-stage cultivation of Jindan was easier to deal with than the remaining two.

After deciding, Ning Lan manipulated the thunder and lightning to bombard Sun Bin, and in an instant, more than a dozen thunderbolts bombarded Sun Bin's body, his turtle shell resisted ten thunderbolts and was shattered, and the remaining few thunderbolts hit Sun Bin's body.

Sun Bin took a lot of pills in order to restore the true yuan, he had reached his limit, at this time several thunderbolts hit his body, he was scorched black, and his eyes rolled and fainted.

Both the White Crane True Man and the Void Dao Man looked around vigilantly, they knew that the person controlling the formation was here again.

"Is it Yang Xiaoyao? I am Bai Lize, the head of the White Crane Gate, there is some misunderstanding in the middle of this matter, please stop, let us explain it to you." The White Crane Daoist glanced at the state of the Void Daoist, sighed secretly, and clenched his fists to the surroundings.

However, there was still thunder and lightning all around, and no one answered him.

"Look, Master Bai, Sun Bin is also gone..."The Void Daoist suddenly spoke.

When Baihe Zhenren saw that Sun Bin was really gone, he felt bitter in his heart, regretted being blinded by lard this time, and promised Zhou Can to break the formation.

He knew that if he and the Void Daoist were acting separately, he was afraid that the two of them would also end up with Zhou Can and Sun Bin, so he approached the Void Daoist and discussed how to resist the thunder and lightning.

Ning Lan didn't expect Sun Bin to pass out with a few thunderbolts so unbeaten, he pulled Sun Bin to another place, and then asked Yang Lao to drag him out and seal the meridians.