Ouyang Jingjing's flight out exceeded everyone's expectations. Even when Ouyang Huangshi reacted, it seemed to be too late, he stood on the ground and shouted, what was ushered in was only a smile from Ouyang Jingjing's eyes, this smile, with determination and parting, with sorrow, with bitterness, but also with helplessness and reluctance.

Ouyang Jingjing didn't want to see more monks die, she knew very well the purity of her soul, so she took the initiative to let the sword without a trace absorb the soul, under the control of her will, she could drag the sword without a trace of the impact of this protective ring, and she could buy more time, so that the coming of the person who lifted the catastrophe could be exchanged for more monks and have enough chance of survival.

So when she looked away from Ouyang Huangshi, her body had suddenly rushed out of the light curtain.

Ouyang Huangshi's expression was a little sluggish, but his heart was like a knife, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't describe it in words. This kind of pain makes even the tough guy who is unwilling to admit defeat have tears in his eyes at this moment.

Qinglian also screamed as hard as she could, but this shout only echoed in Ouyang Jingjing's ears, and did not make her turn back. She was afraid that when she looked back and saw those eyes again, she would be unprepared to die. So when her body jumped out of the light curtain, the sword's traceless five fingers suddenly caught, and when the strong absorption force gathered on Ouyang Jingjing's body, the emerald green robe on her body seemed to be pulled, and her whole body went towards the sword's traceless body.

Ye Qiu's expression was a little sluggish, he didn't tell Ouyang Jingjing that maybe Bai Shi was not dead, so at this moment, he stood on the city wall, looking at Ouyang Jingjing's back, and there was a tangle in his heart. He felt that he should have told Ouyang Jingjing about such a thing earlier, in this case, Ouyang Jingjing would at least have some concerns. At least not so lightly chosen to give up.

When these monks approached Jian Wujing, Jian Wujian's fingers suddenly pointed towards the eyebrows of these monks, and the souls of the monks broke away from the deity, but when Jian Wujian's fingers pointed at Ouyang Jingjing's eyebrows, there was a sudden feeling of numbness on his fingertips, which made his expression suddenly change, and his eyes showed embarrassment.

It's not just the sword without a trace that shows a sigh in his eyes. Even at this moment, when those monks saw this scene, their expressions changed one by one.

Especially that Ye Qiu, standing on the city wall, trembled slightly, and when he looked at Ouyang Jingjing at this time, he thought about it for a moment, and came to the conclusion that this scene appeared in his heart - Ouyang Jingjing's soul purity!

The purity of this soul is even purer than Ye Qiu's own soul. So at this time, when the sword was pointed at Ouyang Jingjing's eyebrows, he didn't take Ouyang Jingjing's soul. Catalyzed directly from the body.

Jian Wuji's consciousness was a little trance-like, and after absorbing the soul for so many days, he thought that the current qiē was all an illusion, because of excessive fatigue. So he pointed out his finger again and pointed it at Ouyang Jingjing's eyebrows, and after this finger was pointed out, there was a tingling sensation from the fingertip again. This feeling made his face appear with a deep shock.

After a moment of silence, in Ouyang Jingjing's smart but resolute eyes. It was as if he saw a will that he would not erase, a statue that was almost purer than he had imagined—a soul!

So, at this moment, he suddenly took his eyes off Ouyang Jingjing, looked at Ye Qiu, who was standing on the city wall within the white protective circle, showed a crazy smile, and said loudly: "Haha, Qiu Ye, you are so good to me, you actually gave away such a pure soul, this person's soul purity is even higher than yours." If you absorb this person's soul and melt your soul, then it is close at hand!"

The words of the sword without a trace fell, and the five fingers suddenly grabbed the top of Ouyang Jingjing's head, and under this grasp, a strong black power gathered in Ouyang Jingjing's body, making a transparent black circle appear around her body, and in the blink of an eye, a transparent black circle appeared, which was transformed by the power of the sword without a trace's cultivation, completely enveloping Ouyang Jingjing's body.

When you can't use the power of the soul to catalyze the soul of the other party, you have to let the other party immerse yourself in pain, catalyze its will, and make its consciousness appear in an extreme trance, and the soul has no slightest sense of resistance, which Ye Qiu knows very well!

At this time, what the sword has to do without a trace is this. This wrapped Ouyang Jingjing in the black cultivation circle, supporting Ouyang Jingjing's body in the air, and immediately within this black cultivation circle, there was a strong resistance force, this feeling made Ouyang Jingjing's expression suddenly change, and on that face, a look of pain suddenly appeared.

Immediately, he heard Ouyang Jingjing's painful hiss, this sound echoed through the heavens and the earth, and seemed to be able to penetrate a qiē, making that within the Nine Tribulation Peak, in the will of no question, it was like a white stone in another enchantment, and there was an inexplicable colic in his heart, and after a muffled snort, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and doubts emerged in those eyes.

"What's going on?"

Bai Shi opened his eyes, frowned slightly, recalled the inexplicable colic pain before, and after groaning, he looked up at the purple aura in the sky, at this moment, when the purple aura was still slowly rotating, it exuded a trace of purple cultivation aura, gathered around his body, and there seemed to be nothing abnormal.

"Could it be that when I absorbed this unasked will, the method was wrong, which is why this reaction was caused?"

Shiraishi blamed the colic in his heart on this unasked will. But this thought was quickly ignored by him, because he clearly knew that this had never happened in the past few months, so he took a deep breath, and Shiraishi did not continue to think about it, so he closed his eyes again, and continued to obtain the inheritance of this unasked will.

Unlike in the past, Shiraishi felt irritable in his heart when he absorbed this unasked will.

He knew very well that in a state of irritability, it was impossible to absorb the inheritance of the will of Wuwen, so he had to calm his heart as much as possible, and there was only one way to calm his heart at this time, and that was to play the piano.

In thought, Bai Shi did not continue to absorb the will of Wu Wen at this moment, he knew that when he played the piano and calmed his heart, this Wu Wen will naturally pour into his body, so at this moment, he sat cross-legged on the lotus stone platform, patted his waist, and between the output of his thoughts, an antique xylophone appeared in his hands.

When this qin appeared, Bai Shi's mind suddenly appeared Ouyang Jingjing's shadow, this shadow made him want to quickly absorb Wu Wen's will, and then go out from here to recognize Ouyang Jingjing, so after putting the xylophone on his knees, Bai Shi didn't think much about it, and used his fingers to stir the first string.

At the same time, in that feathered city, under the huge white protective ring, facing Ouyang Jingjing's hissing, Ye Qiu knew that if Ouyang Jingjing could really drag the sword without a trace at this time, if the sword without a trace wanted to absorb Ouyang Jingjing's soul, it was not so simple, so he stood on the city wall and shouted: "Jingjing, there is something I didn't tell you, in fact, Baishi may still be in that unasked will, and he is not dead!"

This word echoed between heaven and earth, echoing in Jian Wujing's ears, making Jian Wuji's body tremble suddenly, but Xuan even thought that this was just a reason that Ye Qiu used to make Ouyang Jingjing insist on her immortal will!

But for Ouyang Jingjing, this is different, when these words echoed in her ears, her heart trembled, and the hissing suddenly stopped at this moment, even though this black cultivation aura circle, at this moment, there was a trace of black like smoke outward, under this huge invisible absorption force, the flesh and blood of her whole body seemed to be torn apart, under this intense pain, her hissing, when Ye Qiu's words echoed, there was a momentary pause after all!

At this pause, a figure suddenly appeared in Ouyang Jingjing's mind, this figure belonged to Baishi, and the moment this familiar figure appeared in her mind, the pain from her body seemed to be much less. In this vision, she stood on the pavilion and looked at a person sitting on a tree, although it was only a dark shadow at the moment, but the sound of the piano emanated from the xylophone in his hand.

The appearance of this illusion made Ouyang Jingjing's ears appear that familiar tune. It doesn't seem to be an illusion, but a real thing. The music from this piano sound is very familiar to Ouyang Jingjing, she knows that this piece comes from Bai Shi's hand!

"Shiraishi ......"

When the sound of the piano echoed in Ouyang Jingjing's ears, her heart groaned, making her will have an more immortal desire, and the place of this immortal will was an extra concern in her heart!

Before Ouyang Jingjing's soul was catalyzed by it, Sword Without a Trace would obviously not kill Ouyang Jingjing, because he clearly knew that if Ouyang Jingjing died, then her soul would lose its effect of improving the purity of her soul.

So even with resentment in his heart, he still just gritted his teeth and tried his best to think of some destructive methods to erase the immortality of Ouyang Jingjing's will!

However, it wasn't until three days later that although Jian Wuxian heard Ouyang Jingjing's hissing, he didn't feel Ouyang Jingjing's will, and there was the slightest reduction in his immortal desire. (To be continued......)