I saw the ghost controlling the newly formed huge soul figure, and his movements were a little slow. Perhaps because he was not used to it, Li Yueran came to Qingfeng's side and asked quietly: "Qingfeng, this guy has become like this now, how can he deal with it?"

Qingfeng sighed: "It depends on our luck. There is an 80% chance that we will die here. Don't say that I'm cursing you, this is the fact."

"Then what is the 20% chance of survival?" Wu Yue seized this breakthrough.

Qingfeng looked at him and thought to himself that this guy is not stupid and would not panic because of the high mortality rate. In fact, Wu Yue's heart is about to jump out of his mind now, and he doesn't want to die here.

"This 20% chance is to look at Zixuan."

The six people all looked at Ning Zixuan, and Ning Zixuan looked confused. Why did the hat bend on his head? Fortunately, it was not green.

In order to avoid being known by the ghost, Ning Zixuan changed to spiritual communication: "Qingfeng, please explain it clearly, why I have the opportunity to kill him? My cultivation is lower than you."

"But your mental power is strong. Do you know why you were able to hurt the red ghost and kill the old bald man with one palm in the illusion? It is because of your mental power. Although they have entities in the illusion, they are still remnants of souls. The strength of mental power is the nemesis of all remnants of souls, unless the will of the remnants of souls is stronger than you."

After Qingfeng said something, everyone understood. Luo Feng nodded: "No wonder he didn't react when I kicked him in the crotch just now, but Zixuan slapped blood with a palm. What a pity that his dark weapon would be enough to get it."

Suddenly, the ghost's voice came from not far away, the sound was a little ethereal, and it was particularly harsh in the passage: "Why are you talking and not talking? I really want to know where your 20% chance of winning come from? In my opinion, you are already dead."

After saying that, his huge phantom disappeared from the spot, and the field suddenly fell into silence, even the sound of people's breathing was so clear and audible. The eight people stared at the surroundings, and now they were dealing with an "ghost" that could not be touched or touched.

Suddenly, a sparse sound came from above their heads. Gongsun Dianwei didn't even think about it and bombarded the ghost that had just emerged without thinking.

The moment he first came into contact with the ghost, the Soul-Suppressing Emperor Seal still had a little suppression effect, but after a while he broke free. He looked at the eight people with a strange smile: "I want to trap me with the trick of the eagle?"

The ghost's heart is still very scared. This seal method is specifically used to restrain the soul. Now he is not only a soul body, but also a residual soul. If it weren't for the fact that this kid's cultivation level was a little lower, he would probably be unable to protect himself.

"As a matter of fact, there is still too much difference in cultivation. What kind of Yuanying you are, what level is equivalent to a warrior?" Gongsun Dianwei asked at Qingfeng.

"The early stage of the Nascent Soul is the peak of the innate nature, but generally speaking, it can reach the level of saints of your warriors."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gongsun Dianwei was knocked out directly. He hit the stone wall and vomited blood directly with his throat. If his body was not quite strong, this blow would have cost him half his life.

"Yeah, it's good to stand, but it's still a big gap."

The ghost moved forward again and wanted to end Gongsun Dianwei's life directly, but was blocked by Ning Zixuan's sword. The heavy sword made a buzzing reputation, and a rift broke out on the sword body. This made Ning Zixuan feel so distressed that he was so useless.

But he didn't feel sorry for him for long before he looked surprised. Just now, Qingfeng stopped them from fusion and could not touch the residual soul. He thought he would pass through it directly, but he didn't expect to hit him.

He felt ache and surprised back and forth, and he felt a pain in his chest, and he flew out like Gongsun Dianwei. The heavy sword also came out and fell heavily to the ground and found a crisp sound.

The ghost launched a sweeping massacre among the eight people. In less than two minutes, they all fell to the ground and gasped, suppressing absolute power. The fusion ghost's strength was at least in the Nascent Soul stage, and only Qingfeng was still standing, but his condition was not very good.

Because of the space problem here, he cannot transform the body. It is too narrow here and can only transform into a local dragon, but he is still no match for him. After the two of them had two mental powers and several remnant souls and their physical bodies, Qingfeng had no chance of winning at all. The situation showed a one-sided trend. It seemed that today was in danger.

Soon Qingfeng was seriously injured, and the ghost smiled strangely: "What can the descendants of the Dragon Clan do to me? If you die here, the monsters of the Dragon Clan will not know, but..."

Speaking of this, he seemed to have thought of some good idea, and a sinister look exhaled from his illusory face: "I think I'd better let me take over this body on your behalf!"

As long as he took over this powerful body and the identity of the dragon clan, he could walk sideways no matter where he went. With his determination, he floated directly towards Qingfeng, as if he wanted to enter Qingfeng's body directly.

The fat man who had just taken the little Peiyuan Dan tremblingly got up, seeing this, wanted to run over and push Qingfeng away. Now Qingfeng has no power to support him, so how can he avoid the ghost's body capture?

"Qingfeng, be careful!" The fat man shouted and rushed over, but was tripped by a stone halfway through.

The moment he tripped, he thought a lot: Sure enough, can he still be unable to escape the fate of dogs eating shit?

With a "bang", his body flying forward hit Ning Zixuan who had been getting up. Ning Zixuan, who had just gotten up from the ground and planned to rescue him, was hit by the fat man and flew towards the direction of Qingfeng.

The other five people were staring straight. The fat man's move was ruthless, a human shield! Ning Zixuan had the heart to kill the fat man at this moment. The ghost thought he was determined to successfully rush into Qingfeng's body, but he didn't expect that Ning Zixuan flew over the sky, and his residual soul entered Ning Zixuan's body directly.

Qingfeng was stunned: "That old man accepted this disciple. He actually sacrificed himself for the dragon. He was so touched."

After entering Ning Zixuan's sea of ​​consciousness, the ghost realized that he had entered the wrong person, but now he has entered, so he can only take over this guy. The phantom has anger on his face, obviously angry that Ning Zixuan has ruined his good things.

The powerful mental power hit Ning Zixuan's sea of ​​consciousness and wanted to take him for himself.

At first, I just felt that my body was cold and my body temperature dropped a lot, and there was nothing else abnormal. But the moment the ghost hit the sea of ​​consciousness, his headache was about to explode. He covered his head and let out a high decibel roar.

The fat man shivered: "This...how is this? I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it!"

Qingfeng also clenched his fists. Zixuan blocked this mental impact for him. Maybe he could not bear the puppet of the ghost. Although Ning Zixuan showed very strong mental power just now, it was only a moment that the possibility of successfully suppressing the ghost was too small.

"I can only bet. As long as Zixuan can survive the impact and then counterattack with his mental power, he still has a chance of winning. If he can't hold on..."

Having said that, he didn't continue. Everyone's faces were a little sad, even Gongsun Dianwei, who had just met Ning Zixuan several times, was like this. In his opinion, Ning Zixuan is a genius, and the strong are respected.

"No, we have to stop that old man. If... if Zixuan dies, then we will go back. What should we do to explain to Jia Jia!" Li Yueran wanted to rush forward, but was grabbed by Luo Feng.

He shook his head at Li Yueran, and Li Yueran looked at him: "He is my younger brother. How can I see him just die in front of me like this? I can't do it. Let me go!"

"Enough!"

Qingfeng roared, and he leaned against the wall with his body in his arms: "The ghost's remnant soul has entered Zixuan's sea of ​​consciousness and cannot be stopped. If you want to blame, you can only blame me for bringing you here. I did not expect that there would be the souls of cultivators left in the spiritual world here."

Looking at Ning Zixuan who was roaring, Li Yueran's tears remained in her eyes. Although she and Ning Zixuan were not brothers, she really treated Ning Zixuan as her younger brother, and she could also feel Ning Zixuan's feelings for her, from the lukewarm beginning to the later "I'll help you revenge".

Your relationship gradually changed from a stranger to a real brother and brother. Even if there are some things that must be done, Ning Zixuan will talk to her, that's enough.

"Sister Yue Ran, we understand your mood. We have been with Zixuan for three years, and we are not cold-blooded people, but even if we go up now, it will be useless." Wu Yue walked up to comfort her.

Although Chen Hao didn't speak much, he understood at this time that he had to say a few words: "I can only wait. I believe Zixuan will never die like this. He also promised to avenge you, and you must believe him."

The fat man wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. Zixuan would do this. He was the one who started it. He blamed himself and regretted why he had to get up at that time!

"Just wait like this, I believe Zixuan can do it. You are also trying to save me, and it's not your fault." Qingfeng calmed down for a while, came to the fat man and patted his shoulder, then looked at Ning Zixuan with a burning gaze.

The roar of pain became louder and louder, and at this time the ghost was rushing into his sea of ​​consciousness again and again. Ning Zixuan had a split headache, but the remaining consciousness still reminded him to withstand it.

This feeling is even more painful than Gongsun Dianwei's Soul-Suppressing Emperor Seal. This is the first time he has experienced the consequences of the damage to the sea of ​​consciousness, but he did not expect it to be so painful.
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