The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

Feng Zhuyue exerted force on her wrist, a wave of true energy condensed in the palm of her hand, and a cold silver needle appeared in the other hand, piercing through the dantian of Ming Yi's abdomen like an arrow, and the true energy was then controlled The true energy in his broken dantian was about to be vented, she directly forced Mingyi's true energy together with his soul out of his body.

His dantian was shattered, Ming Yi endured great pain, his body was so distorted that he could hardly stand still, he could clearly feel the severe pain in his body, but he still couldn't control his body.

That feeling is like the soul is helpless when it is separated from the body, but the pain does not diminish at all.

"You...what do you want to..."

For the first time in his life, Ming Yi felt fear, as if Feng Zhuyue was doing something extremely terrifying to him.

Indeed, Feng Zhuyue was doing something horrific to him.

Feng Zhuyue concentrated on forcing Ming Yi's spirit out of her body, and sneered: "It's easy to kill you, but my purpose is not to kill you, I want your spirit."

"What!" Ming Yi's eyes widened in disbelief when he was dying, the spirit of a warrior?What on earth is she going to do? "What are you going to do? Do you know that this is not allowed by the laws of heaven and ethics, and you will be tolerated by the martial arts world."

A sharp look flashed in the corner of Feng Zhuyue's eyes: "Hmph, I never cared about other people's expressions. If anyone can't tolerate me, naturally I can't tolerate him. It's like, the person behind you, but I'm not interested in knowing what's behind you. Who is the person, I only want your essence now."

As soon as Feng Zhuyue finished speaking, she didn't give Ming Yi any chance to speak, and exerted force on her wrist, concentrating all the zhenqi in the palm of her hand, forcing the essence out of Ming Yi's body with all her strength.

A transparent ball with a faint fiery red color flew out of Mingichi's body and emerged from the top of his head. When the spirit was forced out of Mingyi's body, Mingichi's body turned into All the blue smoke disappeared, and the earthen cage also disappeared.

Feng Zhuyue held the essence in her hand, and said to Ruolan: "Dharma protector, no one is allowed to intervene."

"Yes."

Feng Zhuyue sat cross-legged on the spot, Ming Yi's soul was as big as one-third of a football, the reason why there was a ball of fiery red inside was because Ming Yi was a fire magician.

Feng Zhuyue closed her eyes, the two strands of zhenqi in her body had started to collide again, she followed the master's instructions, condensed the essence in the palm of her hand, and then swallowed it whole into her belly.

Three thousand strands of hair fluttered in the wind in the dark night, and all the leaves around her were swept away by a strange wind, and the corners of the skirt flying obliquely carried an air of flamboyance.

The soul essence merged with the two strands of zhenqi in her body, and finally, it spread over her body like sweet rain, irrigating the blood in her whole body, and performing a baptism of life.

"what……"

Feng Zhuyue let out a loud roar, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and all the birds and insects inhabiting in the forest flew away, adding a touch of vividness to the quiet night.

Her cold eyes opened, a ball of fiery red danced, and the atmosphere around her also changed dramatically. Ruolan who was on the side was shocked by Feng Zhuyue's kingly aura.

His eyes widened.

This strength is not breaking through the ninth level, but far exceeding the ninth level.

Today Ruolan was so frightened that she was scorched inside and tender outside, Feng Zhuyue actually used the spirit of devouring masters to increase her cultivation.