The gray fog dissipated a little, revealing an indifferent and cold young face.
He raised his hand, slid his sleeve over his wrist, and saw the red thread wrapped around his wrist, with a strange look in his eyes.
The red thread, nourished by the sacred tree, had already stretched several times and reached a vibrant crimson color, but now it had turned bluish-black, its luster dim and uncertain, and it looked as if it was breaking.
Something happened to her?
The young man pursed his lips slightly, and with a thought, a red line came out from his wrist and hung in the air.
The young man raised his hand again, and the giant tree behind him suddenly rustled, and thousands of branches hung down, with endless greenery flowing, rushing down like a waterfall.
With just one round of flushing, the blue-black energy on the red line was completely gone. Even if it regenerated occasionally, it would be destroyed in an instant.
At this point, the young man did not stop. He quickly made hand gestures with his hands, and a white light enveloped the red line, muttering softly: "Break!"
The white light wandered around the edge of the red line, like a sharp blade, instantly cutting through countless spaces and forming a hideous and twisted space crack.
The black fog seemed to have found an outlet, gushing out from the cracks madly and pouncing on the young man with bared fangs and claws.
Low-born evil spirit?
The young man's eyes turned cold, "Si Yan, swallow it."
As soon as he said this, the gray fog around him instantly gathered together, quickly condensed, and turned into a giant mouth, swallowing the entire black fog whole.
Dong Jinghuan and his three companions called this black fog "Soul Demon". They didn't even dare to fight it, so they tried to break it open and escape.
And here, the "Soul Demon" was assimilated by the gray fog in the blink of an eye and completely disappeared.
At this point, the scene in the space crack finally became clear, revealing a petite body curled up in a ball, covered in bruises.
The young man frowned fiercely, grabbed the red line without saying a word and exerted force suddenly.
With a sudden pull, the force was transmitted to the other side through the red line, and an irregular soul shadow was immediately pulled and separated from the body.
Protected by the red thread, it floated in the air, crossed countless spaces in the blink of an eye, and fell into the young man's arms.
Buzz!
The entire starry sky suddenly shook, and the sleeping Mo Long immediately woke up. He raised his head and looked at the bamboo sea in shock.
Why did a presence suddenly appear in the place where the master was in seclusion?
At the same time, under the sacred tree.
Although he succeeded in drawing Xiang Sheng's soul over, the young man's expression did not improve, and his brows furrowed even tighter.
The soul is twisted, which is caused by the erosion of evil spirits, and more than half of it has been eroded. The mind has been scattered and confused.
In addition, there are many disordered soul powers running rampant in it, and their number is far beyond the upper limit of its soul's endurance.
After a moment's thought, the young man understood the intention.
She had eaten many things that strengthened her soul and spirit to resist the invasion of evil spirits. If not, she would have died before I could save her.
However, the current situation is definitely not good, and it is only one step away from death.
Thinking of this, the young man's eyes showed determination, and he reached out and touched his eyebrows.
The next moment, his soul suddenly separated from his body, picked up Xiang Sheng, stepped into the roots of the sacred tree and disappeared.
After entering the sacred tree, Xiang Sheng's soul-scattering speed immediately slowed down a lot.
The young man grabbed the air with his five fingers, and a long whip magic weapon suddenly appeared in his hand, decisively hitting Xiang Sheng's soul.
With a crackling sound, the soul power vibrated!
Under this whip, all the disordered soul powers stopped at once, and then quickly condensed into a transparent bead, separating from Xiang Sheng's soul.
Xiang Sheng's spirit became increasingly scattered, as still and quiet as a pool of stagnant water, motionless.
The young man's expression remained unchanged. He suddenly took a step forward, dissipated into smoke, and merged with Xiang Sheng's soul.
At this moment, the bamboo sea outside dimmed and nearly half of it was destroyed in an instant!
"The cold bamboo is destroyed, and the master's soul is greatly damaged!"
Yuan Mo was shocked and without saying a word, he transformed into his original form and rushed towards the sacred tree.
However, just as he was about to break through the gray fog, a cold shout suddenly rang in his ears: "Get out!"
The voice was not loud, but it contained a terrifying power that made its words come true.
Yuan Mo was caught off guard and was swept up by this force. He flew backwards and in the blink of an eye flew out of the sky, rushed into the starry sky, and turned into a bright star.
And inside the sacred tree, the two souls were still tightly entwined together, wandering in the emerald green divine light.
After an unknown amount of time, a ball of spirit finally dispersed and re-condensed into the appearance of a young man.
He flipped his palm, and ten balls of light slowly rose from the palm.
Three strong and seven weak, shining brightly.
The young man didn't hesitate any longer and waved his sleeve to hit the soul platform.
The three souls and seven spirits returned to their places, and the scattered spirit immediately condensed, and in the blink of an eye it returned to the appearance of Xiang Sheng's previous life.
The young man's expression eased slightly, but he was still worried.
After her reincarnation, she seemed to have come into contact with the way of cultivation, otherwise she would not have been able to obtain those things that strengthen her soul.
However, his soul is not much stronger than that of an ordinary person.
When a mortal is frightened, his three souls and seven spirits will flee. She was in danger of her soul being scattered, and her soul and spirit were weak, and even more so, they were scattered.
Thinking of this, the young man carried Xiang Sheng back to the tree and looked up.
One of the three leaves with the richest green color in the center of the sacred tree fell down and sank into Xiang Sheng's eyebrows.
A ball of emerald green light flashed by, and a divine pattern appeared between Xiang Sheng's eyebrows, firmly fixing his three souls and seven spirits on the spiritual platform.
"Master, the red thread is about to burn out!"
A hoarse voice suddenly rang in his ears. The young man was startled and looked up to see that the red line hanging in the air had burned to the last section and was about to burn out completely.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, waved his sleeves to force the space rift to expand, and knocked Xiang Sheng's soul into the passage. Then he immediately erased the rift, removed the red line and extinguished the flame.
The red line was less than half a finger long, but it was not burned out after all.
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