Seal the mountain, deep.
Ling Qiong stood in the area where the evil spirit was the thickest.
The dense forest covered his figure, and the roar of wild beasts sounded around him.
The strong wind was blowing, and Ling Qiong's long hair, which was tied up with a hair rope, was blown into disorder by the wind.
His eyes were like a torch, and he glanced at the formation in front of him, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a cold evil arc.
The face with the posture of heaven and man reveals a bit of evil temperament.
An Mingji's soul was trapped in the center of the formation, bearing great pain with a grim face.
The color of his soul has become pale, if he continues to be trapped in the formation, his soul will soon be wiped out.
At that time, it will disappear between heaven and earth.
An Mingji's body could no longer wake up.
And Gu Jin... would be very sad.
A cold light flashed in the eyes of Ling Qiong, he raised his foot and stepped into the formation, his steps were calm and lazy.
The wind blades in the formation rushed towards him.
Ling Qiong gently raised his hands and waved his arms, and all the wind blades instantly turned into nothingness.
An Mingji, who was controlled by the center of the formation, stared at him with dark eyes, with doubts and intimacy revealed in his eyes.
Ling Qiong stood in front of An Mingji.
The wind blades in the formation continued to attack him.
But they couldn't hurt Ling Qiong, they were all blocked by the golden light around him.
But the more power Ling Qiong consumes, the weaker his soul becomes.
At this time, Ling Qiong was similar to An Mingji in the formation, with a faint color of soul.
Staring at An Mingji in front of him, Ling Qiong clamped his chin with slightly cool fingers.
An Mingji was forced to raise his head, and the two looked at each other in the void.
Their faces are not even half alike, but the similar pair of peach blossom eyes, the light in them is so similar, they are all so high above and unruly.
The smile in Ling Qiong's eyes deepened, and his stern and monstrous face was full of dignity.
"If I don't come again, you will really disappear, and girl Jin won't cry to death by then."
His voice was loose and his expression was serious.
Ling Qiong let go of An Mingji's jaw, and powerful energy burst out from his body.
There was a piercing sound beside my ear, like the wailing of ghosts in hell, tragic and terrifying.
This is the sequelae brought about by the trigger formation.
The formation formed by the strong evil spirit was forged with the blood of strangers.
The spiritual power around Ling Qiong rushed towards An Mingji, and a faint golden light quickly surrounded him.
The white silk thread invisible to the naked eye in the formation quickly fell off An Mingji's body.
Ling Qiong has released too much power, and the soul has become too weak.
"Boom! Boom!"
The formation was backlashed by a powerful force, and it exploded involuntarily, making a bang bang sound.
With the destruction of the formation, An Mingji was completely free.
He stared at Ling Qiong with both eyes, his brows were picturesque and delicate, and his face showed a bit of worry.
Ling Qiong withdrew his spiritual power, and his body shook slightly.
An Mingji immediately stepped forward to help him.
Ling Qiong broke away from his support, and said in a calm voice: "You don't need to help me, and you don't need to worry about me. Get out of here first."
He stared coldly at the center of the formation, where the stench of rotting corpses could be heard.
The smell was disgusting, and Ling Qiong's face became unsightly, with disgust in his eyes.
He didn't need to investigate, he knew how many innocent lives had been accumulated in the formation.
"Jie Jie Jie... want to leave, how can it be so easy, Venerable Xuanling, I have been waiting for you for nearly a thousand years!"
The man laughed horribly, followed by extremely arrogant and arrogant words.
Ling Qiong frowned slightly, and he gave An Mingji a push.
"Go to Gu Jin, follow your feelings, and you will always find her."
An Mingji stood there indifferently, staring at Ling Qiong with his pitch-black eyes.
With his persistent appearance, Ling Qiong laughed angrily.
"You fool!" He pushed An Mingji again: "Be good, don't worry about me, go."
An Mingji stared at Ling Qiong's smiling eyes with probing eyes.
As if making sure that he was really fine, he turned and left.
"If you want to leave, it's not that easy!"
The man who spoke out secretly stepped forward to stop An Mingji.
In an instant, the spirit vault rose into the sky.
He rushed towards a mass of evil spirits, preventing them from chasing An Mingji.
Ling Qiong floated in the void, staring at the middle-aged man with ugly facial features and strong evil spirit around him, with a mocking smile on his face.
"Old blood monster, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you are still so worthless. It is also a kind of courage to hide in this deep mountain and old forest."
"Master Xuanling, we are all the same. Don't laugh at anyone. You don't even have a body. If it was a thousand years ago, I might not be able to kill you. Now I can crush you with one finger!"
The blood monster was no match for Venerable Xuanling thousands of years ago.
But today is different from the past, he is not afraid of Lingqiu at all.
Lingqiong's soul gradually faded, and the red mole on his forehead became more and more colorful, his face was evil and evil, and there was a terrifying murderous intent spreading all over his body.
"Then let's see how you kill me!"
A faint golden light flashed in Ling Qiong's eyes, and he moved in front of the blood monster in an instant.
With a drop of blood from his fingertip, he attacked the blood monster.
How could the blood monster who had been prepared for a long time sit and wait to die? His figure quickly moved behind Ling Qiong.
No matter how fast he moved, the blood from Ling Qiong's fingertips still stained his sleeves.
The blood of the god race is something that ordinary people can bear.
Just as the blood monster was about to attack Ling Qiong, the heat from his arm caused severe pain in all his meridians.
Not to mention sneak attacking Ling Qiong, he can't exert any strength now.
"You, you are just a soul, why can you still hurt me with blood?!"
The old blood monster was angry, and his face was ferocious.
Ling Qiong turned around slowly, his face was pale, and the corners of his lips curled into a happy smile.
"Apex blood of soul and heart is much easier to use than the body."
His voice was indifferent, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing, with a tone of disapproval.
The blood monster heard this, but almost vomited blood.
"You're a fucking lunatic!"
Taking the blood from the apex of the soul, the pain endured is more painful than the body, just like digging out bloody flesh and blood from the soul.
People with extraordinary willpower can't bear such pain at all.
Ling Qiong's eyes were peaceful.
He didn't deny the words of the blood monster, he had already gone crazy.
As early as thousands of years ago, when he killed the person he loved the most with his own hands, he lost all his sanity at that time.
Thousands of years of waiting had twisted his heart into a disfigured state.
Everything he does now is to protect the most important thing.
This time, no one wants to hurt the person he values.
This time, even if his soul is scattered, he will change his fate against the sky!
Ling Qiong's face turned pale due to excessive energy consumption.
His eyes were icy cold, and there was an undisguised madness and bloodlust flashing in his eyes.
The blood monster tried his best to expel the apex blood of the Protoss that was stained on his body. When he finally recovered some abilities, his eyes showed some surprise and calculation.
Ling Qiong didn't seem to see this, and he fell into a long memory.