"Understood!" Yan Qi's eyes darkened, he raised his hand and cast out a spell.
This talisman shot towards Rakshasa like lightning and stuck to his forehead.
"What kind of talisman is this?" Rakshasa froze, but couldn't move.
"This is a stabilizing spell!" Yan Qi narrowed his eyes, and his pale face became serious at this moment.
Perhaps it was because his special skills had been brought into play and he was more confident than before, "Just stay in the demon-sealing formation and wait for me to peel you out of Sister Yingxue's body."
"Dream!" Rakshasa trembled and roared angrily, "You can't separate me from Yingxue. If you force us to separate, Yingxue will definitely die."
"If it were someone else, it might be like this. But..." Yan Qi raised his hand and grabbed another talisman, a blue one. "But I can guarantee the host's safety and peel you off."
"Blue talisman?!" Seeing this talisman, Rakshasa's pupils shrank and he exclaimed: "You, are you from the Yan family?"
Luo Xiaoman raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Qi curiously. It seemed that Xiao Qiqi had a good background. As soon as he saw this blue talisman, Rakshasa recognized him as a member of the Yan family, and he also had a look on his face. Fear, this Yan family is definitely a family of spell masters.
"Unfortunately, that's not the case now." Yan Qi raised his hand and struck out the spell. "This is the soul-leaving talisman, which can separate you from the host."
"No!!"
Rakshasa screamed, but being unable to move, he had no room to resist.
Buzz!
The soul-leaving talisman was attached to Rakshasa's forehead, and a pulling force exploded, pulling a man's soul out of Yingxue's body.
"No, you can't separate me!" Rakshasa fought to the death. This host is his own body. Without the protection of this body, he will become very fragile.
What's more, there is a spell master here who has restrained himself to death.
"Sorry, you don't have a chance." Yan Qi opened his palms, then clenched them into fists, and saw a burst of blue light burst out from the soul-leaving talisman, completely peeling off the Rakshasa.
"Teacher Xiaoman!"
Before Luo Xiaoman could react, Zhu Ying rushed out, picked up the fallen Yingxue, and quickly moved away from Rakshasa.
At this time, Rakshasa, who had lost his host, revealed his true colors.
He turned out to be a rough man, with a green body and a ferocious and twisted face, very ugly.
Seeing this, Zhu Ying's eyes flashed with murderous intent. It turned out that such a bastard was possessing Yingxue's body and was still so ambiguous with him.
When he thought of this, his stomach couldn't help but churn.
"kill him."
"good!"
Yan Qi nodded, then clasped his hands together, and a surge of true energy surged out, making the ten demon-sealing pestles shine with dazzling light.
"Now, I want to refine you."
"Second Prince, save me!!"
Suddenly, a cold light flashed and flew over fiercely.
Boom!
This cold light fell on the Demon-Sealing Pestle and suddenly exploded, blowing it all away.
At the same time, Rakshasa also regained his freedom, and a black energy surged from his body, constantly lingering around him.
"Who is it?!" Zhu Ying suddenly turned her head and saw a figure fleeing quickly, "Prisoner Guards, chase me!!"
"Master Luo, I will ask you to take care of Xue'er for the time being." He handed Ying Xue to Luo Qingyi aside, and then chased after her with several guards.
(End of chapter)