In the mist formation.

Thick fog rolled in, as thick as slurry, and filled the surrounding area.

The surrounding light is very dark.

A person's line of sight is limited to a range of three to four meters, and his spiritual consciousness is directly trapped in his body. Once it escapes from his body, he will feel a pain like burning oil.

There is a special soul attack in this mist, which is completely impossible to detect!

"Damn, it really hurts..."

Suddenly, Yang Yunfan covered his head and trembled in pain.

This mist is a natural soul attack circle. For ordinary powerful gods with intact souls, as long as they do not seek death and scatter their spiritual consciousness randomly, they will not be attacked.

However, Yang Yunfan is different.

His soul is missing a part and is naturally incomplete.

At this time, he was like a broken boat that had been thrown directly into the sea. Seawater began to surge up through the broken parts, causing the boat to be eroded, become shaky, and could disintegrate at any time.

"Brother Yang, what's wrong with you?"

The girl was still carefully searching for the entrance to the mist formation, but at this moment, Yang Yunfan began to stand unsteadily. She quickly supported Yang Yunfan and looked at him with concern.

"There is something wrong with the fog here, and I feel very uncomfortable! But it doesn't matter... I have some medicine, and you can help me protect the law."

Yang Yunfan did not dare to hesitate, he quickly closed his mind and sat down cross-legged.

When he looked inside, he immediately discovered that the whirlpool of his soul was covered with a layer of gray threads, like mist.

Not surprisingly, these gray threads should be the special abilities in the mist formation, which are slowly eroding his soul.

He knew that he could not let this mist energy corrode his soul.

The soul is the foundation. Once something happens, not only will your cultivation be unable to progress, but you may even fall.

He quickly took out a golden soul bead from his storage bag.

"Crack!"

He held the golden soul bead in his palm, and with a force, the thin shell on the surface of the golden soul bead broke into pieces.

Soon, strands of golden energy threads flowed out from the golden soul bead.

The next moment, Yang Yunfan began to urge his soul vortex to circulate, sucking these mysterious golden cold energy into his body, forming a thin protective layer on top of his soul vortex.

"call……"

As expected, the golden soul beads had a miraculous effect on healing soul injuries. Soon, Yang Yunfan felt that the dizziness in his mind had eased a lot.

The gray layer of threads above the soul vortex has also dimmed a lot.

"Unfortunately, this golden soul bead seems to only treat the symptoms, not the root cause."

After a while, Yang Yunfan discovered a problem and couldn't help but frown.

Only then did he realize that although his soul was incomplete, it was not broken in the ordinary sense, but that someone had manipulated and transformed his soul.

This made it impossible for him to use the Soul Gold Orb to repair his damaged soul.

Because, his soul has been patched and an extremely powerful soul power has been injected into it.

That soul power is so powerful that it cannot be shaken by Yang Yunfan's strength.

"It seems that we can only rely on the golden soul beads to continue to support us along the way."

After realizing this problem, Yang Yunfan couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

He originally thought that he would find some valuable treasures in the Black and White Dao Palace, but now it seems that the problem of the soul has too great an impact. Let alone looking for treasures, if he is not careful, he may die here!

"Brother Yang, has your soul been injured?"

Seeing Yang Yunfan taking out the golden soul beads to absorb them, the girl on the side couldn't help but think of something. She bit her red lips and finally couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Um!"

Yang Yunfan nodded slightly.

His memory was erased and his soul was modified. It is estimated that the soul trauma he suffered when he was a child must be ordinary.

"If this is the case, it will be troublesome..."

Hearing this, the girl's brows furrowed even more tightly, and she murmured with a sullen face: "The master of the Black and White Taoist Palace, a big shot known as the Heavenly Lord, likes to target other people's souls the most. There are soul attacks everywhere here.

Formation."

Hearing this, Yang Yunfan seemed to understand something. He looked at the girl seriously and said with a smile: "If we really get to that point, I won't hurt you. Besides, now that we have come in, it is impossible to go back the way we came. Just

We can continue to move forward.”

"Too."

The girl nodded slightly, feeling a little worried about Yang Yunfan.

After a while, she seemed to have thought of something, and whispered to Yang Yunfan: "Brother Yang, after passing the fog formation, there may be a chance to leave here. If you really can't stand it, remember to tell me.

I'll find a way to send you out."

"I brought some medicine. Maybe I can last a little longer."

Yang Yunfan shook it, and the golden soul bead had been sucked dry by him and its color had become transparent.

"If you can't hold it anymore, remember, you must tell me."

The girl emphasized again.

However, seeing Yang Yunfan insisting, she said no more.

…

"Brother Yang, let's go. I found the way." She took out a spiritual pattern map and looked through it for a long time. The girl took Yang Yunfan's hand again and slowly walked towards a passage on the left.

The girl's palm was very soft and slender, and her skin was as smooth as mutton-fat jade. It felt very cold to the touch, and Yang Yunfan couldn't help but think of the word "catkin" in his mind.

Catkins are actually the buds of a kind of thatch, slender and delicate... Yang Yunfan remembers that when he was a child in the mountains, he often saw the white buds fluttering in the wind.

Holding the girl's hand, Yang Yunfan felt an indescribable cordial feeling in his heart.

…

In the mist formation, except for some strange rustling sounds, it was very quiet along the way.

However, this mist formation is too huge. If the girl hadn't led the way, Yang Yunfan estimated that he wouldn't be able to find a way out after walking here for ten and a half days.

"Are we at the exit?"

With the girl leading the way, in just half an hour, Yang Yunfan discovered that the surrounding fog gradually became thinner, and the erosion of the soul gradually receded.

As expected, they had already arrived at the exit.

"Well. Brother Yang, we are going out of the maze..."

At this time, the girl beside him glanced at him, and when she saw that his face looked normal, she also made a sound of relief.

Wow!

As the girl's voice fell, a breeze blew, blowing away the thick fog that had gathered around her. At the same time, a twisted gate like flowing water appeared in front of Yang Yunfan.

"Brother Yang, let's go in!"
Chapter completed!