Everyone's weapons were shining. Xue Zhengyong protected Xue Meng behind him, and his face was extremely bad: "Meng'er, don't go over, you stand behind your father!"

When everyone saw the martial soul formation just now, they naturally would not think of breaking it. Because once the martial soul formation is broken, Xu Shuanglin's spiritual power is quickly silenced, and he is likely to die soon, and they have something to ask him.

No one expected that Xu Shuanglin was actually hiding a formation under the Martial Soul Formation.

What kind of formation would it be?

Is it a space crack used to escape? Or is it a fierce blood curse that can be broken into death.

Chu Wanning raised his hand and laid a barrier between everyone and the formation.

Nangong Si died in front of him, and he didn't want to see more young monks die before him.

Chu Wanning said: "Be careful, don't be aggressive."

The sky was drastically dark, and the clouds gathered. The originally hanging bright moon was covered by thick clouds like ink. In an instant, sand and stones flew away, and dust was chaotic.

Xu Shuanglin was wearing a white single dress, stood in the wind suddenly rising from the rolling ground, and suddenly grinned at them: "Thank you for listening to my gossip for so long. Thank you, everyone, the formation is opened."

As he spoke, the rotten ghost claw pointed his backhand, and the black formation was like a flying dragon leaping on the waves, pouring into his palm wildly. After this formation was retracted, the curse array flowing with colorful light below was revealed.

Xue Meng said in surprise: "What kind of formation is this?"

"Is it the rebirth formation?" This was what Xue Zhengyong turned his head and asked Master Xuanjing in Wubei Temple, but the master shook his head, "Although my sect is aware of sin, he never uses it in front of others, so the old monk does not know."

Everyone stared at the formation, each of them seemed to be pulling the bowstrings to the extreme. They were slugging Xu Shuanglin's little movements. The air was extremely quiet, and there were only the strange sounds of the strong wind whistling past.

They are a pot of oil that seems calm but is actually very hot.

Only one drop of water—

"It's the Soul Formation!!"

Suddenly there was a loud shout.

The stones were shocked and the fire broke out.

It was the cold scale holy hand Hua Binan who recognized the magic circle at first sight, and he shouted: "Corpse Soul Formation!! Xu Shuanglin is going to summon Luo Fenghua's corpse demon to die with us! Hurry up! You must never let the formation take shape!!"

When they heard the three words "Soul Formation", almost everyone was confused. They all knew that it was a evil secret technique second only to the three forbidden techniques. It was an evil technique of the Medicine Sect. As the world's number one Medicine Sect master, the Han Scale Holy Hand would never be wrong.

He is also a good at using medicine. Jiang Xi has been very well-known for the three words "Soul Formation" since he was a child, so he reacted faster than ordinary people. He almost rushed to the barrier with his body, and the silver phoenix pulled out, his spiritual power was full, and he rushed towards the center of the barrier!

"Zheng!"

Swords collided, and fire was everywhere. Xu Shuanglin quickly flashed in front of the corpse soul barrier at that moment, drew his sword block to block Jiang Xi's weapon, and his eyes were filled with cold light.

"This is what I want for the rest of my life, don't think about getting closer."

Jiang Xi was furious: "Is what you ask for for the rest of your life a fight to the death?"

Xu Shuanglin gritted his teeth and said, "It's nonsense!" His hand holding the sword kept shaking, his veins burst, and his cheeks were flushing red.

Jiang Xi said: "You are covered in bruises. What can you do if you become a corpse demon? How many more are you buried with me?"

"What corpse demon? What burial?! Open your eyes and see where this is—"

"brush!"

Just as Jiang Xi restrained Xu Shuanglin, he shot a feather arrow filled with spiritual power from somewhere and rushed towards the barrier behind them at a very fast speed.

"don't want--!"

Xu Shuanglin, who has always been alive, let out a terrifying scream for the first time tonight, "Stop!!"

Almost at the moment when he was distracted, Xu Shuanglin was struck by Jiang Xi's sword, and blood was rushing wildly. He suddenly knelt on the ground in pain, but his eyes were crazy and desperate, but he was not looking at his broken flesh and his arms exposed, revealing his bones' arms. His eyes were full of cracks, but he was facing the barrier.

There was still a little blood on his face, his eyes were thrusting, and his lips kept trembling.

Such a horror and fear expression never appeared on the face of Nangong Xu in the past or on the face of Xu Shuanglin in the later days.

He trembled, and his palms maintained a posture of exerting spiritual power.

He almost used all his strength to block the cold arrow in front of the formation.

He succeeded.

Xu Shuanglin was panting, and his arm that was cut by Jiang Xi was constantly gushing out of blood, and blood foam was constantly oozing out of the corner of his mouth. However, when he saw that the feather arrow was successfully blocked and shattered under his spiritual power, his blue and white lips trembled, and he actually squeezed out a smile.

At this time, Mo Ran heard Shi Mei beside him and murmured softly: "This... this is not the corpse demon formation."

Huang Xiaoyue heard this sentence, and Huang Xiaoyue snorted coldly: "At a young age, you are not ashamed? How could the Hanlin Holy Hand be wrong to say that it is the corpse demon formation?"

Shi Mei shook his head firmly: "The Corpse Demon Array is not like this."

"I said you are the person who is the poisonous eyes of the Saint Hand of the Medicine Sect, or your eyes of the poison?"

Shi Mei was about to say something again, but Mo Ran held him down.

"Shi Mei, don't talk too much about this old man." Mo Ran said, "Are you sure this is not the corpse demon formation?"

"It's just like it, but definitely not. The corpse demon array has fish scale luster. Although there is light on this array, it is coherent and not flaky."

At this time, Jiang Xi, who was in front of the formation, said angrily: "Nangong Xu, what medicine are you selling in the gourd?!"

Xu Shuanglin ignored him at all. The formation emitted dazzling light. He dragged his damaged body and came all the way to the magic circle, with blood dripping all over the floor.

The smile on his face became more and more obvious. The light of the magic circle illuminated his face, and it felt like a young man with a fur horse in an instant.

He murmured, "It's almost..."

Raise your hand and touch the surface of the formation. The fingers fall and ripples appear.

He was like he was about to see an old friend who had been separated for many years and a relative who had been away for a long time. His hideous wounds and rotten body could not stop him from comforting.

His eyes were bright and he kept muttering: "It's soon...it's soon, it's still a little bit..."

The strong wind surging around suddenly stopped, the thick clouds dissipated, and the full moon was in the sky. Xu Shuanglin opened his eyes with hope, and he was trembling again, but this time it was not because of fear, but because of excitement and unstoppable excitement.

“Master…”

Everyone found that a golden light suddenly floated in the barrier, and then a crystal spiritual core appeared. The barrier continuously transported light to the center of the spiritual core, and it gradually condensed into a human form.

"Is it Luo Fenghua?!"

"It's Luo Fenghua!"

Luo Fenghua, who had been dead for many years, appeared on the soul-summoning platform of the Rufeng Sect! An orange tree with flowers appeared in the barrier flowing with golden light, and the white petals fell one after another. Luo Fenghua was wearing the blue crane of the Rufeng Sect, sitting under the tree, closing his eyes and playing the guzheng.

He was still a phantom, a blurry scene like a mirror and a water moon. Only the regenerated ghost spirit core obtained from the underworld was real, emitting light under the empty body.

"The flowers fall three or four o'clock in the pond, and the strings sound one or two on the shore."

The gentle and faint voice of the man came from the center of the spirit core without any fear of flirting and disgrace.

Luo Fenghua under the flower tree was in the process of the letter, singing a melody from Shuzhong softly.

"The best in my youth, I can see all the flowers in the world..."

Suddenly, a hoarse voice mixed with Luo Fenghua's illusory voice. Xu Shuanglin was singing in response to each other. The voice was sobbing, it was so ugly, like a broken gong and a rotten iron, but it was still so stubborn and responding as if no one else was around.

"This, is this the corpse demon?" Xue Zhengyong stood in a daze, "What the hell is going on?"

There was obviously more than one person who had the same doubts as him. Even Jiang Xi frowned slightly, pursed her lips and said nothing, as if she had doubts in her eyes.

The golden light floated, and Luo Fenghua slowly gathered into shape, his eyebrows, nose, and lips became clearer and clearer. In Cen Yuan's peaceful singing, Hua Binan suddenly shouted: "Hurry! The corpse demon is about to take shape!!"

Shi Mei was very low-key all the way, probably because she knew that she was light and didn't speak much. At this time, she suddenly turned her head and shouted at Hua Binan: "Senior Saint Hand is wrong. This is not a corpse demon! Yes..."

It is a rebirth array.

Mo Ran already knew in his heart.

Yes, Shi Mei is right. This is not the corpse demon formation, this is the rebirth formation!

But when a group of people gathered together, would everyone believe in an unknown cultivator or a famous saint of Medicine Sect? Hua Binan said that the corpse demon was about to take shape, even if Shi Mei refuted it, it was important for most people to save their lives. A flying dark blue black shadow flew past them at a rapid speed. Before Xu Shuanglin could react, the black shadow stabbed a dagger filled with spiritual power into the barrier.

"No!!!""

The blow shattered Luo Fenghua's spiritual core. The golden light of the barrier flashed for a moment, and it scattered freely in an instant and collapsed.

"No! No! Master! Master!!"

Xu Shuanglin suddenly got up, roared and knocked the man down in the air, flying about a foot away. It was a monk from the Lone Yueye who obeyed Hua Binan's instructions at a critical moment. He suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood. Xu Shuanglin used a lot of ruthlessness in this blow. Even though he was at the end of his strength, the man was beaten to the ground and could not stand it. He curled up on the ground and soon lost his breath.

But it's too late.

The death of this monk cannot change anything.

Xu Shuanglin tried his best to regain Luo Fenghua's ghost body spirit core, which he had recovered from the 18th floor of purgatory, had already cracked a big hole. He climbed all the way to Luo Fenghua and tried to hold Luo Fenghua's clothes, but the gathered human form had begun to disperse. Luo Fenghua's clothes were placed in his hands, like sand between his fingers, water in the basket, and he could not hold it.

“Master…Master…”

He shouted like this first.

Then he became crazy, his eyes shining with a ferocious trembling light.

"Luo Fenghua! Luo Fenghua!!"

No use.

No matter how he shouts or calls him.

Luo Fenghua's afterimages quickly dissipated, and at the end, they instantly turned into ten thousand fluorescence points and blew into the wind...
To be continued...