The soul is destroyed and even the gods and gods cannot save it.

But if only the soul is controlled.

There is still hope.

"Sealed Scroll, Prisoner Bird!"

Ling Xiao forcibly sealed the actions of the leader of Tianwen Sect.

Then the soul left the body.

Entered into the soul sea of ​​the leader of Tianwen Sect.

It was only discovered at this time.

There is a terrifying insect in the opponent's soul sea.

It is gnawing at the soul of the leader of Tianwen Sect.

Not fast.

But only about half of the soul is left.

"Damn it!"

Ling Xiaoyuan's holy soul burst out with astonishing power.

Killed the insect directly.

The eyes of the leader of Tianwen Sect gradually returned to clarity.

But still full of doubts.

Half of the soul was devoured.

I don’t know how much memory I have lost.

"Do you still recognize me?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"Ling Xiao?"

"fine!"

Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that most of what the leader of the Tianwen Sect has lost is his previous memories.

After all, he has lived for thousands of years.

Five hundred years of memory lost.

It has remained for nearly five hundred years.

"I was saved by you?"

The leader of Tianwen Sect was a little surprised.

"Let's not talk about this for now, where is Xue Xue?"

Ling Xiao asked.

The leader of Tianwen Sect seemed to be in great pain.

He kept hitting his head.

"Okay, let's go back and rest first!"

Ling Xiao knew that he couldn't ask any more questions, so he directly asked the leader of Tianwen Sect to enter the Ancestral Dragon Tower to rest.

He was very worried about Xue Xue's safety at the moment.

The heads of the Tianwen Sect have become like this.

Xue Xue is probably in danger too.

Damn it.

That was one of his approved disciples.

He has traveled to so many places.

He took on three apprentices.

If something happened to Xue Xue, he would definitely be very sad.

At this point, the battle was basically coming to an end.

Those warriors who have lost their deep understanding are powerful.

But the number of people is too small after all.

In the end, they were all killed.

Of course, hundreds of people were lost here.

It's also quite miserable.

Blood stained the earth red.

In the deep pit, it was quiet and the dark wind kept blowing.

It makes people's hearts tremble.

"this is mine!"

"mine!"

Suddenly, someone started fighting for the loot.

The storage rings on these people are still there.

So naturally disputes arose.

The fight started.

Ling Xiao frowned.

He looked around at the dark surroundings.

It always feels like something else is about to happen.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Suddenly, those relics flew in the same direction.

In the dark front, nothing could be seen.

Even Ling Xiao's Tai Chi Eye can only see up to a hundred meters away.

That was no ordinary darkness.

It's the blackness caused by some kind of holy pattern.

You can't see it, but you can feel it.

There seems to be something deep in the darkness.

"Chasing?"

Someone suddenly asked.

"I won't chase you anymore, I'm leaving, it's too weird here.

Maybe those people suffered misfortunes just because they were chasing these relics."

Some people backed down.

Turned around and left.

"Let me forget it, I don't want to be like that and don't recognize ghosts or ghosts."

About a thousand people left.

But those who remain are still the majority.

Treasures can always inspire the craziest greed deep in people's hearts.

"Don't go, don't go!"

In the Ancestral Dragon Tower, the leader of the Tianwen Sect shouted in horror.

It seemed like I thought of something.

He didn't want Ling Xiao to take risks.

"Senior, I must go!"

Ling Xiao said: "I must get the Dragon Soul Grass.

Besides, Xue Xue might be inside, so I can’t leave her alone.”

The leader of Tianwen Sect remained silent.

Maybe I thought of something again.

Thinking of this, he raised his feet and walked forward.

"The Son of Primordial has moved!"
To be continued...