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Chapter three hundred and nineteen the captive of the soul

"stop!"

Qi Xi seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and looked at the knife that Jiao was scolding in shock.

Because he kept his eyes on Li Yunsheng, Qi Xu only noticed Jiao's sword when the sword was ready.

Logically speaking, at such a close distance, with Qi Xi's cultivation and thoughts, it is impossible to discover that Jiao was chasing this sword at this moment.

The reason is that Qi Su was all taken away by the change in Li Yunsheng's expression just now.

Just now, although Qi Xiang only glanced at the grief Qiu Shui disciple, this glance almost made him in a desperate situation.

At first, he just wanted to see what expression the little disciple Qiushui would show when facing his senior brother’s humiliation.

As he planned, the little disciple put down the sword in his hand, dissipated the true energy around him, and his expression turned from shock to grief.

But what he didn't expect was that the next moment when the Qiu Shui disciple's expression turned into grief, he felt his emotions suddenly fall into a "vortex" of extreme sadness and anger.

If you are an ordinary person, you may feel that you are infected by the emotions of the Qiu Shui disciple, which is the so-called empathy.

But he is Qi Shi, the famous palace lord of the Wanli Palace in the Netherworld, and the demon clan, who has always been known for his powerful soul, could his emotions be infected by an ordinary cultivator?

He was very puzzled.

It was when this puzzled thought arose that he found that he was completely "captured" by the other party's soul. He was completely trapped in the other party's emotions and could not extricate himself. He was sad and angry with the other party's grief, as if he had lost himself.

It is extremely incredible that the soul of a demon palace master was captured by the unconscious "emotion" of a Qiu Shui disciple.

But Qi Su's "incredible" was not over yet. His inactive "soul" was sucked into the center of the vortex. It was in the center of the vortex that he saw a terrifying scene like the legendary purgatory.

And in the center of this scene, a young man with a golden halo all over his body held the sword with his hands hanging down, standing in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

As if he realized the arrival of "Qi Su", the young man raised his head and looked at Qi Su with expressionless eyes.

Just one glance, Qi Xie felt that his soul was torn apart as if he had been cut into pieces.

The next moment, Qi Su, who was sweating profusely woke up suddenly.

Just glanced at the boy, but it seemed like he had died once. Qi Su's heart that had been beating smoothly began to tremble from a distance.

"What a powerful soul this is?!"

Qi Xie, who was ashamed, opened her eyes wide and couldn't believe it.

At this time, when he saw that the aura around him was completely restrained, the little disciple Qiushui, who was not sure whether it was anger or pain, suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of fear. This feeling was just like the ancestor who had walked out of the abyss.

However, before he could digest this fear, he saw that the demonized Jiao Cheng slashed at the Qiushui disciple with his original power.

So he had the instinctive scolding just now.

The reason why it is said to be instinct is because from a realistic perspective, his shouting was very unreasonable. First, he did not need to help the Qiushui disciple, and second, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Qiushui disciple was completely shocked at this time and had no resistance. Jiaozi wanted to kill him just to raise his hands and fall.

However, instinct told Qi Su that Jiao could not cut down this knife, as long as he continued to watch it, he would be finished.

But it is obvious that Jiao Cheng could not hear Qi Su's shout at this moment.

The sword force has been completed, and it has been attached with his unique original power, and once this power of thousands of pounds is attached, it will be impossible for him to withdraw the sword.

"Go to die!"

I saw him roaring with an extremely crazy and excited look and slashing the huge bone knife at Li Yunsheng's head.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The air burst out with huge explosions of air under the squeeze of the thousand-pounding force of his sword.

At this moment, Jiao Cheng suddenly saw the little disciple Qiu Shui who had been scattering his expression suddenly turned towards him, and a pair of stagnant pupils looked at him, a golden color emerged from his dark pupils. Then he opened his mouth and spit out the notes that seemed very complicated to Jiao Cheng. At the moment the note appeared, Jiao Cheng seemed to feel his soul was burned by something, and an indescribable pain made his sword suddenly slow down.

"Soul Attack?!"

While these words appeared in his mind, the Qiu Shui disciple with unsightly eyes and golden light flowing with golden light opened his closed mouth again, and he was about to spit out another note.

The instinct obtained from thousands of fights told Jiao Cheng to stop and run away quickly, but the inertia of the sword force made him unable to stop flying towards the little disciple Qiushui.

Just as he was looking desperately at the boy's next syllable about to be spit out, a figure suddenly knocked him away like a cannonball.

With a bang, the two of them hit the ground together.

Jiaozi, who escaped from death, discovered that Qi Su was the one who knocked him away from the boy.

At this time, Qi Xi was already completely demonized like him, but his face looked very ugly, and a stream of sticky blue blood penetrated from his thick scattered slits.

"You were hit by that note?"

Jiao Chien, who had calmed down from his overexcitement, looked ashamed.

"What the hell is that?"

He looked at Li Yunsheng not far away with a vigilant look on his face.

"The Heavenly Soul Drives the Dragon Words...we are all careless."

Qi Su also glanced at the other end, then gasped.

"Then this child cannot be kept!"

Hearing this, Jiao trembled all over and said resolutely.

"No need for you and I to do it, leave it to the Immortal Alliance and Yan Yu. Anyway, these people can't take away the things under Qiu Shui."

Qi Su shook his head.

"But……"

"Don't, we don't have time to spend here."

Jiao Zheng looked unwilling to speak, but was interrupted by Qi Su's wave.

"Someone broke into our Netherworld!"

He took out a jade slip and handed it to Jiao Cheng.

Jiao took the jade slip and saw that it said: "There is trouble in the underworld, come back quickly."

...

On the other side, as Jiao Shi clung to Qi Si fell to the ground, Li Yunsheng's turbid pupils suddenly became clear. He looked at the demons such as Guan Jiao Shi cliff and Qi Si in surprise as if he was waking up from a confused manner.

"What's wrong with me just now?"

Li Yunsheng looked at his hands in a little scared and said in a look of surprise.

But immediately, he remembered the scene of the humiliation of the senior brother in the virtual image above his head, and the feeling of sorrow and anger filled his chest again.

At this moment, he just wanted to rush to Baishishan immediately to rescue his senior brother, but he could not leave behind the man with unknown life and death behind him, and the Tianjing Pass coveted by the Immortal Alliance. He could guess even if he guessed. As long as the Tianjing Pass broke Qiushui's mountain protection formation was basically useless, let alone resisting the Tianzhu Formation above his head.

Just as he was hesitating, a thin hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.

"Fortunately, I'll leave it to me next."
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