Six powerful pressures filled the hall, and the circulation of their spiritual power became abnormally slow. Even Yu Wen Ningtian, a strong man in the state of fusion, was covered in cold sweat and could not help but bend his proud spine.
The cultivators with lower cultivation could not help but retreat, retreat, and retreat again. They retreated to the wall of the hall and leaned against the wall. They finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Qinglan was also retreating, but he only retreated to the center of the hall. He seemed to be trapped in an endless quagmire and could not move a step.
"Why do you force me, why do you force me?" He said sadly, tears flowing down his cheeks, which turned out to be bright red tears of blood.
A trace of spiritual power quietly dissipated, and his figure gradually became illusory.
Everyone could see that under the strong pressure of Chu Yunxian and others' innate magical powers, this ghost cultivator had no power to fight back. As long as they cut him down with a sword, his soul would be completely destroyed and he would never have the chance to enter reincarnation again.
Although they knew very well that if they let Song Qinglan escape this disaster, they would probably never have peace for the rest of their lives, and even their descendants would suffer.
But looking at the blood and tears on his face and listening to his sad whispers, everyone couldn't help but feel a bit of inexplicable bitterness and sympathy in their hearts.
"Wait!" Gu Qingxi suddenly shouted.
Chu Yunxian and others were about to take action, but they stopped immediately after hearing the words and looked at the little junior sister in confusion.
As far as they knew, although this little junior sister had the world in her heart, she was definitely not a good person. When it was time to be ruthless, she would never show mercy, and many times she was even more ruthless than them.
"Don't you want to know what happened in Xianmiao Sect?" Gu Qingxi said, taking out the rune paper and sea beast blood, and quickly drawing more than a dozen talismans.
"Yinming Soul-Capture Talisman." A white-haired monk beside the wall of the hall exclaimed.
"Little junior sister, you want to use the Yinming Soul-Capture Technique to search his memory. Isn't this a bit risky?" Chu Yunxian immediately understood Gu Qingxi's plan and said worriedly.
"Yes, Junior Sister, although the Yinming Soul-stealing Technique can search for memories, if it fails, it will definitely backfire. Why not just forget it?" An Qingyuan followed and advised. "
The Xianmiao Sect has been destroyed for thousands of years. It doesn't matter whether you know what happened back then or not. Why take the risk for this?" Long Qianli also said indifferently. "
The way of ghost cultivation is strange and unpredictable. It's better to be careful and kill him as soon as possible." Ji Wuhen's eyes were even more cold and murderous. "
Yes, yes, this man is not a good person at first glance. Junior Sister, don't take risks. Let's kill him." Baili Changfeng and Lu Tianyu also said anxiously.
Seeing their worried and anxious faces, Gu Qingxi was helpless again.
Not to mention her, even the cultivators around her wiped their foreheads in unison.
The Yinming Soul-stealing Technique may fail, and there will indeed be backlash after failure, but if it is used with the help of talismans, the damage caused by the backlash is minimal and can basically be ignored.
The real difficulty is how to refine the Yinming Soul-Captivating Talisman. Because of the high requirements for spiritual consciousness and talisman skills, even the talisman masters who have been famous for hundreds of years in Tiancang Continent find it difficult to refine this spiritual talisman.
But Gu Qingxi can refine the Yinming Soul-Captivating Talisman so easily, there is no doubt that her spiritual consciousness and talisman skills are strong, and even if she fails, it will not matter.
Her brothers are actually worried about this, which shows how much they dote on their little sister.
Fortunately, the elders of the Lin family did not have time to attack her, otherwise she would have been dead by now, right? While sighing, someone couldn't help but drag the Lin family out and whip the corpse.
"Don't worry, brothers, don't you still have me? As long as you are here, even if I really fail, the backlash will never hurt me." Gu Qingxi smiled and said to the brothers.
This sentence accurately hit the spot for several doting sisters. Chu Yunxian and the others all showed extremely relieved smiles on their faces, thinking that everything they had done and all their care had been rewarded.
"That's true, little sister, just let go. With us here, no one can hurt you at all." Baili Changfeng said happily. The
other brothers also nodded silently and gave Gu Qingxi a look that said "We are here, don't worry."
After finally comforting several brothers, Gu Qingxi came to Song Qinglan.
Under the suppression of Chu Xianyun and others, Song Qinglan was completely unable to move. With tears and blood in his eyes, he stared at Gu Qingxi and shouted sadly, "Lingyuan, why do you want to hurt me? Why do you want to hurt me? Even if I become a ghost, I will never..." Before he could finish
shouting, Gu Qingxi cast the Yinming Soul-Capture Talisman.
Song Qinglan's eyes were fixed, and the roar stopped abruptly. The talisman exploded, turning into a stream of light that sank into his brow. At the same time, a pure and cold divine light appeared in Gu Qingxi's eyes.
Staring at Song Qinglan, her consciousness followed the stream of light into his sea of consciousness.
In front of her eyes, pictures flashed by quickly, but they were blurry and chaotic, as if they were separated by a crystal wall full of impurities. She couldn't see clearly at all, let alone figure out the clues.
Gu Qingxi's eyes were slightly focused, and she played another Yinming Soul-Capturing Talisman.
But the picture in front of her was still blurry and hazy, and she couldn't see it clearly at all.
Taking a deep breath, she simply played all the remaining ten or so talismans. The divine light flowed, like a stream after rain rushing into the sea, competing to sink into Song Qinglan's brow.
But the crystal wall full of impurities was always in front of her. Even if she tried her best to concentrate her consciousness, she still couldn't see what the content of the quickly flashing picture was.
Helplessly, Gu Qingxi could only retract her consciousness.
"Qingxi, what's wrong?" Lu Tianyu asked immediately when he saw her eyes regain clarity.
"His consciousness is too strong, and I can't search his memory." Gu Qingxi took a few steps back and shook her head.
Although her two souls have been cultivated into Nascent Souls, their consciousness far exceeds the scope of the God Transformation, and even exceeds the ordinary fusion masters.
But ghost cultivators cultivate their souls, and the strongest is also the consciousness. So facing a ghost cultivator in the fusion realm, and a fusion ghost cultivator with a disordered soul, her Yinming Soul Capture Talisman is hard to use.
"Forget it, it's not a big deal anyway, it doesn't matter whether you know it or not." Worried that Gu Qingxi would be disappointed and sad, the six sister-loving demons comforted her in unison.
As they spoke, they raised their swords again.
Although Gu Qingxi was lucky this time and did not search for Song Qinglan's memory, she did not suffer a backlash, but what about the next time? God knows if she will be so lucky next time.
They didn't want her to come up with any "weird ideas" and run up to take risks again.
"Master, if you want to know his memory, I can help you." At this time, a lazy voice suddenly came to Gu Qingxi's mind.
"Xiaojiu, you're awake!" Gu Qingxi concentrated her consciousness again and "looked" at the spirit pet bag in surprise.
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