The drained stars exploded one after another, emitting a final brilliant flame in the darkness.

In the center of the formation, a purple-black altar slowly rose.

The surface of the altar was covered with twisted ancient runes, which squirmed and changed like living things, sometimes turning into hideous ghost faces, and sometimes into human figures struggling in pain.

Nine ghost lanterns are suspended around the altar, and countless wronged souls can be vaguely seen wailing in the dark green flames.

"open!"

Following a roar from the Black Ice God Emperor, a deep abyss-like crack suddenly appeared in the center of the altar.

A blood-red pillar of light shot up into the sky, with a diameter of more than a thousand feet, penetrating through layers of nebulae and reaching deep into the star field.

Countless wronged souls rolled and roared in the light column, and their wails formed visible sound wave ripples, shaking the nearby stardust into powder.

"Li Lingge!"

The Xuanbing God Emperor grinned grimly and waved his hand. A crack appeared in the void, and nine chains wrapped in Netherworld ghost fire shot out, instantly piercing the barrier condensed by the Medicine King God.

Chains wrapped around Li Lingge's body, dragging him up into the air.

"Owner!"

Yin Shuiyue was very anxious and wanted to move forward, but the pressure from the Nine Netherworlds Soul-Snatching Formation alone made her unable to move.

Li Lingge only took a glance and understood what the other party wanted to do.

Even at this moment, he still looked indifferent, and then he glanced at Zhao Qiwen and Zhao Lingzhen and asked calmly.

"Who wants to take over my body?"

Zhao Qiwen didn't expect things to go so smoothly, and he said loudly.

"Lingzhen, it's your turn!"

Seeing that everyone wanted to take over Li Lingge's body, Medicine King God was not so anxious anymore.

He even failed in his attempt to take over Li Lingge's body, so how could he rely on Zhao Lingzhen?

He just didn't believe that Li Lingge was so calm and didn't have a backup plan.

On the other side of the altar, a thin figure slowly emerged.

Zhao Lingzhen's long hair was loose, and her bloodshot eyes were staring at Li Lingge.

The purple-gold robe he was wearing was already tattered, and his exposed skin was covered with purple-black demonic patterns.

The most horrifying thing was his hands. All the nails on his ten fingers had fallen off, and in their place were sharp bone spurs that constantly dripped poisonous blood.

"Mine! All mine!"

Zhao Lingzhen's mouth twitched nervously and a roar came from his throat.

"Chaos Dao Body, Chaos Dao Fruit, Chaos Divine Fire, Alchemy Supreme, hahahaha... I've made it!"

With every step he took, purple-black fire of the inner demon burst out from under his feet.

Distorted images kept emerging from the flames: the exploding alchemy furnace, the mocking smiling face, and the pair of clear eyes that kept him awake at night!

"Begin to seize the body!"

Zhao Qiwen suddenly pressed down with both hands, and a drop of true blood flew out from the foreheads of the four great God Emperors at the same time.

Drops of blood fell on the altar, and the wriggling runes suddenly erupted, transforming into countless blood-colored tentacles that wrapped Li Lingge layer by layer.

At the same time, nine ghost lanterns in the underworld swayed wildly, and the wronged souls in the flames screamed and rushed towards Li Lingge's seven orifices.

“Uhh—”

Li Lingge suddenly arched his body and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Dense runes appeared under his skin, as if millions of insects were crawling in his flesh.

Seeing this, Zhao Lingzhen laughed wildly and flew into the air.

His body suddenly exploded, transforming into a ball of purple-black soul fire. His distorted face was vaguely visible in the center of the flame.

This ball of evil fire rushed towards Li Lingge's forehead like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey, and poured in madly through the torn gap.

"boom--"

Li Lingge's sea of ​​consciousness should have been a vast starry sky, but now it was torn into pieces by the chains of the underworld.

Zhao Lingzhen's purple-black soul snaked in like a poisonous python. Wherever it passed, the bright nebulae were dyed with dirty ink.

“Get out!”

Li Lingge's soul glowed with golden light, and his chaotic Taoist body protected his spiritual platform, temporarily blocking the invading fire of the inner demon.

But every time it resisted an impact, a crack appeared on the surface of the Chaos Dao Body, and tiny golden light spots continued to escape from the crack.

"sucker Punch!"

Zhao Lingzhen's voice echoed in his sea of ​​consciousness, and his soul suddenly exploded, turning into thousands of chains with barbs, which clanged and wrapped around Li Lingge's chaotic body.

"Did you see it?"

One of the chains suddenly twisted into Li Lingge's face and said sarcastically.

"No one can save you!"

Zhao Lingzhen grinned fiercely, his voice as piercing as the cold ice of the underworld.

"The four great Divine Emperors have joined forces to form an array. Your resistance will only make the pain worse!"

Above the sky, dark clouds rolled like ink, and four pillars of light penetrated the sky and the earth, appearing in blue, white, red and black respectively.

At the intersection of the light columns, a huge Bagua formation diagram slowly rotated. With every rotation, the divine power between heaven and earth became more violent.

Li Lingge knelt on one knee in the center of the formation, his white clothes soaked in blood.

His handsome face was distorted by pain, veins bulging on his forehead, but he still clenched his teeth and refused to utter a single groan.

The 360 ​​major acupoints on the body were blocked by the invisible power of the formation, and even the fingertips could not move.

"Zhao Lingzhen! Do you really think you can take over my body?" Li Lingge's eyes were red.

"Keep talking tough, I want to see what else you have in store!"

Zhao Lingzhen felt extremely happy. He never thought that the day when Li Lingge would surrender to him would come so soon.

The four beams of light lit up at the same time, and the space in the center of the formation began to collapse, forming a black hole-like vortex.

Li Lingge felt that his soul was being pulled by an irresistible force, as if thousands of steel knives were scraping his soul.

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