Urban Witcher

In the chaotic consciousness, a call suddenly came. Ye Shaoyang's blunt divine sense instantly became clearer, and he searched for the source of the sound in a daze. His consciousness gradually recovered, as if a person had just woken up from a dream. Lei fell from the top of his head, his consciousness suddenly went numb, and then he felt a kind of tearing pain as if his head was sawed by a saw.

It's really painful.

"Shaoyang, can you hear me?"

Only then did Ye Shaoyang realize that it was Xiao Jiu's voice, and he reluctantly responded in his spiritual consciousness, asking, "How are you? How many souls have you produced?"

"I... still have two ways to go." After a pause, Xiao Jiu Youyou said, "Shaoyang, if you can't hold on, then that's all..."

That's all?

Ye Shaoyang was stunned for a moment, then understood what she meant, she was thinking of herself. "I... can still bear it."

"But……"

"Nothing but. When have I... ever let you down?"

Xiao Jiu was silent. She knew that with Ye Shaoyang's character, she couldn't persuade him to give up, she could only concentrate on her mind and continue to gather souls.

"Shaoyang?"

In the consciousness, there was another voice.

"Who?" Ye Shaoyang hesitated.

"Xue Qi."

This kind of spiritual communication requires that the two people have the same spiritual sense, and they must both be in the same vacuum-like environment. Xueqi is also Ye Shaoyang's ghost servant, and together in the magnetic field generated by the demon thunder, her spiritual consciousness can communicate freely.

"Xueqi? Where are you?"

"It's right behind you. I'm also crossing the catastrophe... I want to regenerate my soul, and at the same time I want to share some for you. Only I have the opportunity to share for you."

Ye Shaoyang was speechless.

"Then hold on."

"Stay together."

Ye Shaoyang smiled wryly in his heart, speaking with his divine sense, he was able to say so much without much effort, in fact, he was already dying. The remnants of those undead are still buzzing in his ears, involving divine thoughts...

"Xueqi, tell me a joke."

"this……"''

Xueqi also had to deal with Yaolei, and it was very hard at first, so there was no time to tell jokes. After racking her brains for a long time, she really thought of one: "There was a man who picked up a magic lamp and summoned the lamp god, the lamp god Said: Today is April Fool's Day, and the wish can only be fulfilled by speaking ironically. The man thought for a while and said: God, please make me the ugliest, poorest person in the world who will never be loved. Deng Shen: Yes. You haha... Boom, turned him into the ugliest and poorest man in the world..."

After Xue Qi finished speaking, she waited for Ye Shaoyang's response. There was no movement for a while, and she asked, "What's the matter, isn't it funny?"

Still nothing.

"Shaoyang?" Xueqi realized something was wrong and called him.

There was no response for a long while.

"Shaoyang!" Xiao Jiu also called out.

Ye Shaoyang didn't know what was wrong, and he didn't respond to how he called.

Xiao Jiu's heart sank, and she dragged her tears and said: "Shaoyang, don't scare me. I have already gathered eight souls, and I am only short of the last one. Do you have to hold on, Shaoyang?"

Nothing happened, no reaction at all. But his body still sat firmly on the Eastern Emperor Bell, and did not fall down...

Under Xuanyuan Mountain.

The twelve disciples of Daofeng did not really kill Xuanyuan Mountain. This is the base camp of Beidou Temple. The disciples of Qing Changfeng came out in full force, some of them held back the twelve disciples, and more joined in. Qing Changfeng's battle against Daofeng.

These disciples of Beidou Temple, at least all of them were celestial master tablets, and rushed forward. The vicious spirits and evil spirits in the Blood Sea Thousand Devils Banner have already been killed and wiped out. Surround Daofeng.

Qing Changfeng and Daofeng are similar in strength, coupled with the siege of these outstanding disciples, finally put Daofeng at a disadvantage, and the advantage is getting bigger and bigger. After a fierce fight, he was forced into a dangerous situation, He could only rely on the three-flower gathering to temporarily protect himself, and there was no room for retaliation.

"You shocked me." Qing Changfeng used a beam of blood to form an enchantment, sealed Dao Feng in the middle, combined with the magic power of a group of disciples, continued to oppress, completely sure of winning, and relaxed, and smiled at Dao Feng said.

"I never thought that there would be such a strong person as you in the world. If I fight alone, I won't be able to catch you..."

Qing Changfeng shook his head, "However, you dare to trespass on Xuanyuan Mountain, and want to wash my Beidou Temple with blood... It's just a gnat that shakes a tree. All my disciples are here now, Daofeng, you still want to wash them with blood ?"

Qing Changfeng and his group of disciples, while doing tricks to consume Daofeng's mana, had mocking smiles on their faces.

"Mages in the world are always so overconfident!"

"They are rare and strange, snail horns are competing for strength, but they don't know that I, Xuanyuan Mountain, is the master of magic. It's ridiculous."

Everyone spoke out one after another, mocking Daofeng.

The power of the gathering of three flowers is getting weaker and weaker, and it is on the verge of collapse.

Daofeng still didn't change his face, maintaining a paralyzed expression. Facing these ridicules, he didn't care at all. After they finished speaking, he finally said lightly: "What I said, I will always do it. .”

Qing Changfeng was stunned, and asked in doubt: "You are about to run out of oil, how can you have such confidence?"

Daofeng didn't answer any more, but with a flick of his sleeve, a picture scroll flew out from the middle and unfolded against the wind.

Out of instinct, the disciples of the Beidou Temple in the periphery looked at the scroll curiously.

All of a sudden, a huge suction absorbed the power of the enchantment they put together with their spells, and the suction became stronger and stronger. By the time these Taoist priests realized something was wrong, they had nowhere to escape... , was sucked in first. Once you enter the picture scroll, you can never get out again.

"This is! Mountains and Rivers Sheji Map!"

Qing Changfeng turned pale with shock. Since he could call out his name, he naturally knew the horror of the Shanhe Sheji map, and immediately yelled: "Run!"

Those peripheral disciples immediately fled in all directions.

Daofeng grabbed one end of the Shanhe Sheji map, shook it vigorously, and the other end immediately rolled up, enveloping these disciples from the outside. These Taoist priests were horrified, seeing that they could not escape, they had no choice but to resist the suction of the map of mountains, rivers and land.

Daofeng took the opportunity to pull out the magic whip with his right hand, and unceremoniously slammed it on the heads of these people. Immediately, several of them were smashed to pieces and turned into spirits...

Others were sucked in because they couldn't resist the all-swallowing power of Shanhe Shejitu.

Qing Changfeng was also resisting the power of the Shanhe Sheji map, and flew upwards with all his strength, and he was helpless about all this.

There are also those who are far away from the Shanhe Sheji map, and they escaped, but only a few, and more Taoist priests were taken in by the Shanhe Sheji map.