The Legend of Douba Resurrection

Xiao Yan looked at Yao Lao who became worried again and reminded him aloud.

"Yeah." Yao Lao replied.

"Separate this restriction from the sea of ​​consciousness first."

As Yao Lao spoke, he began to control his soul power and slowly invaded the vicinity of the chain, and the water-like soul power began to wrap the pitch-black chain from the inside to the outside.

"Then it's time for the main course."

Yao Lao mobilized his soul power to completely wrap the chains and muttered.

"Come out!"

Yao Lao's mind moved, and the soul power that was still as gentle as flowing water just now instantly turned into a transparent big soul hand that grabbed the chain and began to pull it outward.

"Ah ah ah! It hurts!"

Outside, Wang Qinian, who was half kneeling on the ground, was pale and roared angrily, trembling all over his body.

"Damn it, it's too deep in the ground, I can't get it out."

Yao Lao looked at the chain on the inner wall of the Sea of ​​Consciousness and said in embarrassment.

"Hey, hello, teacher, are you okay? Why do I feel that my new recruit, Elder Wang, is going to die in less than a day? I haven't had enough of being the boss yet."

Xiao Yan said helplessly.

Although he often talked about hacking Wang Qinian to death, it would be better if the old king could not die. After all, it would not be easy to find another guardian of the Soul Palace when he went out.

The guys in Soul Palace are all rats, so it's not easy to catch, if I didn't set up a trap in advance this time, I really wouldn't be able to catch Wang Qinian.

"Hey, don't you underestimate me, kid? Look at me."

Yao Lao laughed and said.

"town!"

"Xiao Yan" made a seal with his left hand, and the soul power pouring into Wang Qinian's sea of ​​consciousness surged again, and at the same time, a dawson white flame filament quietly gushed out from the transparent soul tentacles and spread towards the chain.

"Zizzizi."

The moment the dark white flame filaments came into contact with the pitch-black chains, there were bursts of strange burning sounds.

The extremely stubborn chains that were still rooted on the inner wall of the sea of ​​consciousness just now turned into a ball of molten iron and fell into Yao Lao's soul tentacles.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Get out of my head! Get out!"

Wang Qinian covered his head with his hands and roared frantically.

Although Wang Qinian was already in the state of the soul body at this time, there was still unstoppable sweat dripping from his forehead, which was the crystallization of pure soul power.

"Don't make trouble, it will be fine soon."

Xiao Yan saw that "his" right hand was busy, so he patted Wang Qinian's forehead with his left hand.

"Ahh! Get out of here! I beg you! Get out of here!"

Bean-sized transparent teardrops began to gush out from Wang Qinian's eyes.

That's pure spirit... well, it's just tears, it hurts.

However, this kind of pain can make Wang Qinian, a strong man in the Douzong realm, unbearable to such an extent, which is enough to see the severity of the restriction imposed by the Soul Palace.

Obviously Xiao Yan's meaningless comfort just now had no effect.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan smiled awkwardly and said, "Teacher, I really don't have face."

"When did you lose face? And don't quarrel with me. It's the last critical step. I have to restrain my mind and use all my strength."

Yao Lao hastily left a word and went to fight the ban for the last time.

ps1: I tried to adjust the update time this month, and the update was adjusted to daytime instead of night. ps2: "The Strongest God in the City", if it doesn't look good, remember to scold him in the book review area.

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"Come out."

Yao Lao looked at the soul chain in Wang Qinian's sea of ​​consciousness that had been melted into a ball of molten iron under the burning of the bone spirit's cold fire, and gently pulled the soul tentacles outward.

"Wow!"

A mass of jet-black ink wrapped in Yao Lao's soul power is constantly churning and wriggling in mid-air like a living life.

Just when Yao Lao was about to put away his soul power, with a "whoosh", a black light shot out from the ink ball towards the sky.

"Hey, I've been on guard against you for a long time, can you go?"

Yao Lao looked at the Wu Guang who had just escaped from the ink ball and smiled deeply, lightly clenched his right hand, and a dark white flame completely enveloped the Wu Guang in midair.

"boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the black light was completely scorched by the bone spirit's cold fire.

"Well, Boy Yan, I'll leave the rest to you."

"Xiao Yan" muttered in a low voice after retracting his right hand.

"is teacher."