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In the basement on the first floor of the Lingguan Hall in the backyard of Qingxuguan, the power of the spirit official's magic formation is fully activated.A solid golden light curtain enveloped the area surrounded by the eight statues of spirit officials.

Beside the eight sculptures, there is a gray-robed Taoist priest sitting cross-legged, with his eyes slightly closed, his left hand across his chest, and his right hand pinching formulas, and he can't beat a series of formulas into the body of the spirit official statue, maintaining the entire magic circle operation.These eight gray-robed Taoist priests all have cultivation bases in the foundation establishment period.According to Liu Zheng, these are already the eight strongest disciples of the Maoshan Sect, and one of them is even the current Maoshan True Monarch.In order to declare that the primordial spirit of the patriarch can be separated from Wei Ling, Maoshan True Monarch, regardless of his status and face, will drive the formation together with ordinary Maoshan disciples.

Liu Zheng, Wen Tian, ​​and Tan Xuan were on the side of the secret room, monitoring the situation inside and outside, and were always ready to deal with emergencies.

The real protagonist, Xiao Fan, is within the spirit officer's subduing demon formation, his figure is floating out of thin air, quietly watching the black shadow in front of him, the golden lightning whip is still hanging high above the black shadow, slowly As it rotated, on the whip body, slender lightning arcs flickered from time to time, making a "chi chi" sound.

In the center of the spirit officer's demon-subduing formation was the black shadow—the soul body of Zhenjun Xuanming and Venerable Wei Ling.

Treating the two remnant souls who have been weakened for thousands of years like facing a big enemy is due to Xiao Fan's persistence.So far, he knows almost nothing about the supernatural powers of monks in the Nascent Soul stage.But the octopus monster killed in the bloody sea underground in Fort Merz was still fresh in his memory.The octopus monster transformed by the spirit of the blood sea, that is, the cultivation base of the late Jindan stage, has not yet reached the Nascent Soul realm.It was already so difficult to deal with that he was forced to force Lei Peng to transform into a form before he managed to kill him.

According to Patriarch Qingyang, the late stage of Jindan and the early stage of Yuanying are two completely different concepts.

Even if several Jindan late-stage monks join forces, they may not necessarily be the opponent of a Nascent Soul early-stage monk.This only refers to combat power, and the comprehension and use of other supernatural powers are not at the same level at all.

Look at Zhenjun Xuanming's face.It seemed a little disapproving, but he didn't say anything to stop him.

Xuanming Zhenjun has already seen that this young contemporary headmaster of the Wuji Sect looks quiet and graceful, but he is actually a very stubborn person in his bones.It's no wonder that being able to control the Promise Sect at such a young age, how can one follow the trend.People without opinions.

Xiao Fan would rather be cautious now than face the big trouble caused by a momentary negligence.

Right now, the primordial spirits of the two Nascent Soul cultivators are completely turning a blind eye to everything in the outside world, and are condensing their residual soul power.Pull out each other's primordial spirit from each other's body little by little.Although they are the bodies of souls, it can be seen from the faces of both parties that all this has been extremely difficult, and the primordial spirits of the two are enduring unbearable suffering and pain.

At the beginning of the fight, each other tried every means to put the other party to death and completely devour the other party's primordial spirit.The means are afraid that they are not spicy, and the tricks are afraid that they are not ruthless. After thousands of years, they are really entangled. You have me in you and you in me.It's not that easy to separate now.

In the eyes of outsiders, they could only see a thick black shadow, rolling and twisting in the center of the Demon Subduing Formation.Two faces flashed from time to time, revealing the color of pain and suffering.Under Xiao Fan's clairvoyant eyes, he could clearly see the incomparable entanglement between the golden light and the green light, as well as the progress of separation between them.

Time passed slowly, and after six hours passed, the golden light curtain of the Lingguan Subduing Demon Formation became dimmed by three points.Drive the eight Maoshan disciples who stimulated the formation.Everyone was sweating profusely, their faces were pale, and it was obvious that their mana had been consumed too much.

"Duh!"

At this moment, Xiao Fan shouted loudly.

The eight Maoshan disciples shook at the same time.He couldn't help mentioning mana, eight powerful formulas, and penetrated into the statue of Lingguan in front of him. The light curtain that had been dimmed by three points became golden and dazzling again.

Xiao Fan rotated the five fingers of his right hand, and silver-white slender electric arcs shot into the lightning whip slowly rotating above the black shadow. The originally quiet lightning whip shook violently, and golden electric arcs suddenly struck They flashed, and soon gathered together, with a loud rumbling sound, a thick golden arc slammed down, viciously bombarding the tumbling black shadow.

A scream and a muffled groan sounded at the same time.

Xiao Fan's eyes sparkled with green light, and he saw that the golden arc hit the intersection of the golden light and the green light with incomparable accuracy. It was just a little bit of black mist, and it was annihilated.

The faces of Patriarch Xuan Ming and Old Demon Wei Ling were distorted and deformed at the same time, as if they had experienced unimaginable pain and torture, and the aura of the primordial spirit of both of them weakened a little at the same time.If you distinguish carefully, Xuanming Zhenjun's aura seems to be slightly better than that of Old Demon Welling.

After all, the Thunder Whip is his natal magic weapon, and under the arc bombardment, the damage to Old Demon Welling will be a bit heavier.However, this lightning whip was triggered by the power of Lei Peng in Xiao Fan's body, and it contained a very strong demon spirit energy, which did not injure Zhen Ming Xuanming very much.

A full quarter of an hour passed before the spiritual bodies of Zhenjun Xuanming and Master Weiling recovered.

The body of the primordial spirit was directly bombarded by lightning, and it took two Nascent Soul cultivators to dare to do this. If it was another person, his soul would have been wiped out under the power of thunder and lightning.

"Xiao Xiaoyou, wonderful, you really deserve to be the contemporary headmaster of the Wuji Sect. The timing is just right, and the strength is just right. If it is stronger, we two old guys, I'm afraid we will be out of our wits."

After a while, Zhenjun Xuanming's hearty laughter resounded from the shadows. Although he was quite short of breath, it sounded very pleasant.

This time, Master Welling did not quarrel with him, but also praised him: "That's right, Reverend Xiao has grasped the timing and strength very well, otherwise we would really have suffered a lot."

Xiao Fan smiled, and said: "The two seniors are ridiculously praised, it's just luck."

Under the eyes of the sky, I saw that the waists of the golden figure and the green figure had been separated, and only the lower abdomen was still stuck together.The two thighs, half of which are golden and half green, are more complicated than the waist.

If there were two living people instead of the soul body, the doctor Xiao Fan would have to perform amputation on them.But the body of the primordial spirit can't be dealt with so simply and roughly, if it really loses this part of the primordial spirit completely.It was a devastating blow to both of them who were already weak.Leaving Old Demon Welling alone, it's hard to say whether Zhenjun Xuanming can successfully perform the secret art of resurrecting the soul from a dead body.

"Seniors, take a break, we will continue later."

Xiao Fan said in a deep voice.

Not only Xuanming Zhenjun and Venerable Wei Ling need to recover their vitality, but also the eight Maoshan disciples who drive the formation are seriously overdrawn.

"it is good."

Xuanming Zhenjun and Master Weiling naturally had no objection to this.They closed their eyes and began to recharge their batteries.

Time passed slowly, and another six hours passed.

The same scene appeared again in the spirit officer's subduing demon formation, the thunder whip was powerful, and the golden arc hit the black shadow below it fiercely.This time.Even Zhenjun Xuanming couldn't help but yelled, full of pain.

It takes a lot of soul power to continuously exercise and cast spells like this to extract the body of the primordial spirit from the opponent's body little by little.The primordial spirits of the two Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't bear it anymore.

Even the black shadow was much thinner than before, not as thick anymore.

The eight Maoshan disciples who sat cross-legged outside the demon-subduing formation were as pale as paper, and their gray Taoist robes were drenched in profuse sweat.Two of them are the weakest.The Taoist priest who had just stepped into the foundation building period and hadn't even had time to consolidate his realm trembled slightly, and two blushes appeared on his cheeks, which was obviously a situation where his mana was overdrawn. If he persisted, he might fall down A realm, back to the level of Qi training period.

Liu Zheng's expression was extremely serious.Glancing at Tan Xuan who was sitting cross-legged in meditation not far away, he said in a deep voice, "Junior Sister Tan, let's go and take their place for a while, let these two nephews rest and catch their breath."

"No!"

Before Tan Xuan could speak, Xiao Fan immediately vetoed it.

"You three, you must maintain your best condition. In case of any accident, you can deal with it."

Liu Zheng glanced worriedly at the two nephews whose faces turned pale again, and said, "Master Xiao, if this continues, they might not be able to hold on."

Xuanming Zhenjun said with a wry smile: "It's not just them, we two old guys can hardly bear it anymore."

Xiao Fan pondered for a while, then raised his sleeves, and a white jade bottle flew out, passing through the golden mask of the spirit officer's demon-subduing formation, and flew towards Liu Zheng.Liu Zheng quickly reached out to grab it, with a puzzled look on his face.

Xiao Fan said: "Renren Liu, there are eight Huang Yuan Dans inside, you can give one to each of the fellow Taoists, it can help them recover their vitality."

As soon as Liu Zheng heard this, he immediately pulled out the cork of the jade bottle, and poured out a yellow pill the size of a pea from it. Immediately, the medicine smelled fragrant and overflowed with spiritual power.Liu Zheng could immediately conclude that the main medicine of this Huang Yuan Dan, even if it wasn't a millennium panacea, had at least seven or eight hundred years of medicinal properties.It can be seen how rare this elixir is.

Now Xiao Fan took out eight of them without hesitation, which is really a big deal.

This mind is amazing.

At that moment, Liu Zheng immediately distributed the eight Huangyuan pills to the eight nephews. As soon as the Maoshan disciples smelled the tangy fragrance of the medicine, they immediately lifted their spirits and swallowed them immediately. It was flushed, and its vitality had recovered by less than half.

Xiao Fan flipped his wrist, and there was another column of red incense stick about five inches long in his hand, emitting a faint scent of sandalwood.Xiao Fan held the incense stick in his left hand, flicked it with his right hand, the fire flashed, and the incense stick was lit.Immediately, a strange fragrance permeated under the light mask.

"Soul nourishing incense?"

The next moment, Zhenjun Xuanming's cry of surprise and joy resounded in the light curtain, which was obviously unexpected.

Venerable Wei Ling took a long breath, and exclaimed in surprise: "It is indeed the incense for nourishing the soul, and the medicinal effect of this incense wood is at least a thousand years old. Master Xiao, such a rare treasure, where are you?" found?"

The elixir made from thousand-year-old spiritual grass was not considered a rare and surprising treasure for Zhenjun Xuanming and Venerable Master Wei Ling in its heyday. Nascent Soul stage monks also used 3000-year-old spiritual grass and elixir.But right now the soul power is greatly lost, the spiritual body is unstable, and the sudden appearance of such a thousand-year-old soul-nourishing incense is like sending charcoal in a timely manner to them, it is too timely.

After this incense for nourishing the soul is lit, it has the miraculous effect of reassuring the soul, nourishing the soul and accumulating soul power, which is the best choice.It was originally refined by Xiao Fan for himself, in case of emergencies.Xiao Fan is now at the mid-stage of Golden Elixir, and he uses the leaves of the thousand-year-old soul incense tree to refine the soul-nourishing incense. The medicinal power is neither too urgent nor too slow, just right.Who knew that he hadn't used it yet, but he had cheapened two thousand-year-old monsters first.Fortunately, in the elixir garden, there is a thousand-year-old soul-nourishing tree with luxuriant branches and leaves. It has enough raw materials. It only takes some time to refine a lot of soul-nourishing incense.

Xiao Fan smiled and said, "Since the incense for nourishing the soul is effective, the two seniors, please hurry up."

Xuanming Zhenjun and Wei Ling woke up immediately, and they didn't care to be polite with Xiao Fan anymore, they absorbed the medicinal power of the soul-nourishing incense together, and began to hurriedly restore the spirit energy that had been lost heavily.