"Can't you get your memory?" Xie Baixuan smiled and said, "Don't cheat me. As long as you swallow you, you will definitely be able to extract the memory. In this regard, our Hantian Sect has a unique technique!"

Song Yunge said in a deep voice: "I also have a unique technique. As long as you die, you will blow up all your souls, especially that little bit of aura, you will get nothing!"

"If you can't get memory, you can get the nourishment of your spiritual power and restore my spiritual soul is also good!" Xie Baixuan said.

He was not fooled at all, he was safe. He just needed to slowly consume the soul-binding talisman and keep consuming this guy to death.

When I was entering into meditation, this wisp of spiritual soul suddenly came in, which scared me. I thought that some senior had used the magical skill of seizing the body.

Unexpectedly, it was a weak soul that made him feel relieved, and then immediately felt the breath on his body.

This guy actually swallowed the wisp of spiritual soul he had lost. It was really easy to get it!

He immediately activated the soul-binding talisman to trap it and slowly consume it, so that he finally swallowed it in one fell swoop, making up for his soul, and gain some memories.

This guy should be a person from the lower realm. He can actually destroy his soul. He is really amazing and can rush up, which is even more amazing.

It seems that such a person has never appeared in tens of thousands of years. If he swallows up the souls of such persons, his understanding of himself will be greatly improved, much better than the Qing Yuan pearl he just obtained.

So now he is blindly seeking stability and will never be fooled. Such a capable man must be tricky. Don’t bother with him, ignore him, just seek to swallow him!

He had this idea, so no matter what Song Yunge said, he was indifferent and just waited for the Soul-Binding Talisman to exhaust it to death.

Seeing that he couldn't pour in, Song Yunge showed a helpless look and sighed slowly: "Since that's the case, I can only burn my soul, and I can't let you get benefits even if I die!"

When he spoke, the white light appeared on his body, becoming brighter and brighter.

"You-!" With a loud bang, a violent force surged, rushed into the cage shaped by lightning and hit him.

He was swept up immediately, weak enough to withstand a blow, and his eyes suddenly turned black.

He now understood that his so-called hands and feet were not real at all, but were only manifested in his soul.

He focused his mind desperately, and still activated the Feihong Jue, vaguely feeling that the Feihong Jue was actually an opportunity for him to break through.

As long as you continue to activate it, you will be expected to break through the shackles of this soul-binding talisman, so regardless of this violent force, your body will become brighter and brighter.

"You dare--!" Xie Baixuan felt something was wrong.

He vaguely felt that Song Yunge's soul was changing rapidly, as if he was about to break away from the soul-binding talisman and fly out of his purple palace.

He was shocked.

At this time, he would never allow the duck in his mouth to fly away, and he would never allow Song Yunge to escape.

I don’t care about slowly and slowly following the original plan, and completely accept the memories in this spiritual soul.

A small sword suddenly appeared in the void of my mind, about the length of my finger, and instantly shot towards Song Yunge.

The small sword passed through the purple lightning cage and shot at Song Yunge, and then he wanted to kill him directly. Even if this would shatter the soul and make the memory fragmented, he would not care about it.

Song Yunge felt that a huge danger was coming and was about to destroy it. With a sudden inspiration, he urged the Feihong Jue and suddenly lit up all over his body.

The next moment, he had already arrived outside the thunder cage, freed from the bondage of the soul-binding talisman, and felt relaxed all over.

The small sword turned into white light and shot again.

Song Yunge also turned into white light, and a trace of mystery of the Flying Rainbow Art was flowing, making the white rainbow he transformed became faster and faster, and calmly dodging the small sword.

As time goes by, the feeling of weakness is fading rapidly and is rapidly moving towards its heyday.

He suddenly used the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman.

When the ten thousand souls refining magic talisman is running, the Wusheng Sutra is also running.

"Bastard--!" A loud bang in my mind was shaking. Unfortunately, this time, Song Yunge could no longer be shaken, and his blood was not moving.

The Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman turned into a golden light and quickly turned, forming a strong suction force. As his power recovered, the suction force became stronger and stronger.

Slowly, the void fell one after another, disappearing without a trace.

Then there are clusters of bright spots sucked in, then there are patches of light and then there are patches of white clouds.

The Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman is getting stronger and stronger as time goes by.

The little sword that was chasing him was getting slower and slower, and he could not catch up with the flying rainbow he transformed into. In the end, the little sword stopped dejectedly after a while.

"Okay, okay!" Xie Baixuan's voice sounded in the void in his mind, revealing ruthlessness and evil spirits: "Since that's the case, we'll die together!"

The void in my mind suddenly became brighter, and a bright moon suddenly appeared, and then the bright moon quickly became brighter and turned into a sun.

The sun slowly fell, and a huge voice sounded: "I really thought I had no choice but to deal with you? This is the Nine Heavens Sun Art. It depends on how you can block it!"

Song Yunge said in a deep voice: "Then try it!"

All his power was condensed into the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman, and his power suddenly burst out several times stronger than before.

The dazzling sun suddenly penetrated into the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman, and was quickly refined by the Wusheng Sutra and turned into pure power.

His spiritual power surged.

This made the power of the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman surge again, and the suction power formed was even stronger, and it sucked violently.

Song Yunge's eyes suddenly became dark.

Xie Baixuan's crazy voice sounded: "Damn it, damn it, damn it, what kind of monster are you? You deserve to die together!"

His voice was crazy and he sounded very scary.

Song Yunge desperately urged the Ten Thousand Souls to refine the divine talisman, and then the crazy voice gradually weakened: "Impossible...Impossible..."

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and the world suddenly changed, turning the world so fast that Xie Baixuan could not truly react, but only responded with subconscious means.

Song Yunge ignored it and just tried his best to urge the Ten Thousand Souls to refine the divine talisman, constantly absorbing the power to strengthen himself.

Suddenly there was white light in front of me, and then all of these white lights penetrated into the Ten Thousand Souls Divine Refining Talisman.

Song Yunge felt like she was awake.

He opened his eyes, got up and came to the mirror, and saw Xie Baixuan's appearance in the mirror.

He smiled slightly, and Xie Baixuan in the mirror smiled slightly.

He raised his left hand, and Xie Baixuan in the mirror also raised his left hand, raised his right hand again, and then made several grimaces, with strange expressions.

Finally, Song Yunge stared at Xie Baixuan in the mirror, knowing that he had successfully taken over the body, and now he was Xie Baixuan.

He gently wiped away the sweat from his forehead.

The battle just now was too dangerous. If it weren't for the flash of inspiration at the critical moment, the Flying Rainbow Art, and the Flying Rainbow Art was more mysterious than imagined, and I had been swallowed up and completely destroyed.

Thinking of her being destroyed, Zhuo Xiaowan and the others below didn't know if they would be sad, and if Zhuo Xiaowan would regret not getting closer, and even failed to hold her hands.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to read Xie Baixuan's memory and see where he was.

There is also that treasure. What kind of treasure is it? Did you look for it yourself? Can it become a magic weapon to activate the sky-blocking formation?
Chapter completed!