The Soul Gathering Fairy Lamp glowed faintly and flickered a few times. Suddenly, a dazzling white light appeared!

The thunder and lightning rolling above gradually stopped, and the clusters of lightning gradually disappeared, leaving only a slight crackling sound in the air...

Gu Yangyang lay on the ground, feeling pain all over her body...

Especially the back that was struck by lightning, the severe pain made her want to faint immediately.

She tried to move her fingers, and while she felt the pain, she also felt the Soul Gathering Fairy Lamp that she was holding tightly in her hand.

She couldn't help but let out a faint smile.

......

On the other side, Wen Xia, who had finally shaken off the pursuit of the man behind her, felt something was wrong when she saw many people rushing towards her along the way.

Especially when he arrived outside the Jinlin Palace and did not see the girl, the bad feeling became even worse!

He looked at the dark clouds hovering above his head and felt something was wrong.

He wanted to break down the palace door by force, but found that no matter what he did, the door did not move at all.

"......"

Gradually, footsteps were heard behind me.

Wen Xia's eyes suddenly became sinister. He knew who it was without turning around.

The man in white clothes walked over slowly.

The white clothes he was wearing were no longer spotless like before. At this moment, his hem and cuffs were stained with red blood...

His expression was even more indifferent, with madness rolling in his deep blue eyes.

At this moment, he did not look like a banished immortal, but rather like a fallen immortal.

As if forcing the little mouse into a dead end, the man gently raised his lips:

"Wen Xia, you can't kill me, but I can easily kill you."

The young man who heard this was not frightened, but laughed instead.

The laughter seemed to be mocking the man's arrogance...

He turned around slowly, his eyes still contemptuous, and smiled:

"Dear Master, you said you could kill me. How do you want to kill me?"

He was not weak to begin with. If Yan Wu didn't have his natal sword, he would always be able to dodge.

The man could guess what he was thinking, but he didn't see the mockery in his eyes.

Yan Wu spread out his five fingers and said nonchalantly:

"Heh, if I'm not mistaken, the talismans and formations you set should be ineffective..."

"Ice Soul is my life-saving magic weapon. Wait for me to recall it..."

The voice suddenly stopped, and a hint of shock appeared on the face of the confident man.

He suddenly raised his eyes to look at the tightly closed palace door behind Wen Xia, his eyes full of disbelief!

But Wen Xia burst into laughter at this time.

“How, how could it be…?!”

Why did his Ice Soul Sword appear in the Jinlin Palace?

The usually calm and cool man lost control for the first time.

"Yan Wu, don't you know? Stealing the sword is our goal! Everything I did tonight was not to kill you, but to help her!"

"At this point, do you want to guess who that she is..."

The boy's eyes were full of cruelty, and his delicate face was filled with sarcasm and pleasure!

If the Jinlin Palace is not open, he will never be able to enter it! He will never be able to confirm her current situation... Ten thousand thunder tribulations, just thinking about this name is enough to make him pinch his palms!

The only person who can enter the Jinlin Hall after the hall door is closed is Yan Wu!

"Where is she...Where is she?!"

A strong spiritual power and cold air suddenly burst out from the man, shocking the disciples and elders who were chasing after him!

The second elder was the first to notice something was wrong and stopped the people behind him from moving forward. "The master's current situation is not right. Do not act rashly!"

Fourth Elder Li Lian also had a serious expression at this time, "The red eyes and the turmoil of spiritual power... are the signs of a demonic possession!"

The other elders standing beside him pursed their lips and remained silent, their faces full of seriousness and tension, and it seemed that they agreed with what he said.

However, the many Chongming disciples behind him were all in disbelief!

"What?!"

"How is this possible? He is the head of the sect..."

"Being possessed... Is the master possessed?"

"I don't believe it. I absolutely don't believe it..."

"......"

Seeing the panic among the disciples, several elders acted decisively, immediately stopped everyone and asked the disciples to retreat quickly...

The leader Ji Xiao was left behind.

"There is no time to hesitate. Ji Xiao, you come with me, let's calm the headmaster down first!"

"yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, several figures flew up, landed around Yan Wu, and surrounded him.

"Master, please calm down!"

The fourth elder Li Lian said loudly.

But at this moment, Yan Wu's mind was only on Gu Yangyang who had entered the Jinlin Palace, and he could not hear what the people around him were saying at all.

His eyes became redder and redder, almost covering the original deep blue color in them.

Seeing this situation, the elders could only set up a formation on the spot and each used a binding spiritual power to trap the man...

Yan Wu was already in an extremely unstable state. Apart from the spiritual power surging around him, he was immersed in the entanglement of two energies in his body and did not make any other moves for the time being.

There is even a tendency to be suppressed...

Not only the people who were setting up the formation, but also the disciples who had retreated to a distance and watched, all couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But how could Wen Xia, who had been watching this place, give up...

His eyes turned completely cold, and a voice as cold as a snake suddenly sounded:

"Yan Wu, she is in the palace now, don't you want to go find her?"

Everyone present was shocked. They did not expect him to say such words at the critical moment, and they were immediately terrified.

"Wen Xia! What are you talking about?!"

At this juncture, they don't think such words can have a soothing effect.

Sure enough, the next second after Wen Xia finished speaking.

The man who was about to be tied up suddenly rioted, and was even several times more violent than before!

The spiritual power chains that trapped him were shaking wildly and were in danger!

Just one breakthrough away from complete disintegration...

The surging spiritual power of the man and the blood-red sky above gradually dyed the eyes of the young man standing in front of the temple red...

The bigger the smile on his face, the more Wen Xia spoke.

He wanted to make the man in front of him fall completely from the altar and become a madman!

"Wen Xia, shut up!"

The young man's cold shout came out unexpectedly.

Wen Xia rolled her eyes and looked over.

The young man held the chain firmly in his hand, without shaking at all...

The young man suddenly raised his lips and revealed a strange and sinister smile.

He looked at the young man's calm and determined black eyes and said:

"Ji Xiao, do you know that Senior Sister is in the hall behind me now...?"