Looking at the soul that had left the body, Zhi Huan, who had just arrived, had eyes that were about to burst.

She could barely keep her body steady as she rushed over all the way. With her cultivation level, she actually stumbled several times.

Several scars were cut on his body by the wind blades brought by the spiritual storm. Zhi Huan was still unknown and ran forward desperately.

However, Kong Huangyu had already laid out the territory in order to prevent others from coming too.

Zhi Huan could only watch as Jun Mu Qian's soul left her body, so fragile and empty.

At this moment, she, a heartless person, felt her heart throbbing, and the intense pain made her body tremble.

The sparkle quickly condensed in Zhi Huan's eyes, and she screamed miserably, with tears rolling down her face: "No—Miss!"

The soul was originally invisible, but at the level of the Holy Spirit, it can already be seen.

And because Zhi Huan is so special, he can also see it clearly.

At this moment, floating in the air is a transparent shadow.

He is also dressed in purple, but it is very illusory.

She has a stunning face and charming peach blossom eyes, and just one look is often enough to seduce people's hearts.

But this time, people feel a kind of fragmented beauty.

It seems that with just a slight pinch, it can be destroyed.

She floated quietly in the air, her eyes closed, as if she had lost consciousness.

Jun Muxian's soul was forcibly extracted, and the powerful external force caused her soul to fall directly into a coma.

The body lying on the ground also had its eyes closed.

Kong Huangyu looked at the soul that he had absorbed, and his smile was more sincere than ever before.

If a soul that is about to condense into a soul is swallowed by him, the nourishment for him will be unprecedented.

Although it cost a lot to take this trip, it was worth it.

The soul is what all spiritual practitioners dream of.

But condensing the soul is extremely difficult. It requires not only strong soul power, but also other things.

However, few people in the Lingxuan world can understand this so-called other thing.

Therefore, there are not many people who can cultivate Yuanshen.

All those who can cultivate the spiritual spirit have entered the supreme realm and ascended to a higher place!

When you reach Kong Huangyu's level, you naturally understand that the world is not unique. There are other worlds besides Lingxuan.

——There are three thousand planes in the world, each of which is rotating, and the sum above them is called the Great Thousand of Illusions!

Kong Huangyu's expression became excited. As long as he devours the soul of this bastard, he can become a soul. He can completely leave the spiritual world and go to the general plane!

Thinking of this, Kong Huangyu couldn't wait any longer. He raised his hand and used all his soul power to absorb Jun Muzhen's soul. However...

"Huh?" He frowned and muttered to himself, "Why can't you suck it?"

Kong Huangyu examined it carefully and discovered to his surprise that although Jun Muzhen's soul had been absorbed by him, the strange thing was that this soul was still connected to the body.

Even though he was absorbing Jun Mu Qian's soul, there was also a suction force coming from his body, preventing him from further absorbing it.

At the same time, he also saw a golden talisman spinning on the body of the purple-clothed woman.

A faint golden light scattered from the talisman, forming a halo around her.

"So tenacious?" Kong Huangyu snorted lightly, not paying attention, and turned his palm again.

However, just when he increased the suction power again——

"Buzz!"

The golden talisman shook violently and blocked the power of his soul!

"Spirit Talisman Protector?" Kong Huangyu frowned even more tightly, "I have extracted the soul of this evil creature, so it should be considered dead. Why hasn't the spirit talisman dissipated yet?"

He waved his sleeves, and a powerful soul force attacked the golden talisman.

The golden talisman trembled, and a crack appeared on it, but it finally resisted.

"Don't overestimate your own capabilities." Kong Huangyu waved his sleeves again, and another burst of soul power came out, attacking the golden talisman.

But just then!

"boom--!"

A white shadow came quickly and hugged the purple-clothed woman lying on the ground.

Zhihuan used his physical body to block the power of the soul.

No, it's not that it's blocked, it's that the power of the soul has no effect on her at all!

"Huh?!" Even if it was Kong Huangyu, he was also shocked, "Who is it?!"

His cultivation level is that of a spiritual saint. Although he does not specialize in the power of the soul, no one can stop him.

He had already seen the woman in white just now, but when he glanced over, he found that her cultivation level was only that of a first-level Spirit Emperor. She was far behind him. How could she block her?

Unless...Kong Huangyu's pupils shrank slightly, this person has no soul!

This is simply a fantasy!

For a moment, Kong Huangyu didn't know what to do.

Because of his cessation, the soul floating in the air has a tendency to return to the body.

Kong Huangyu's expression changed. He did not dare to be distracted and continued to absorb the transparent soul.

"Miss..."

Zhi Huan was also seriously injured because he forcibly broke through the barrier, and his white clothes were stained with blood.

She gritted her teeth and hugged the woman in purple tightly, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably, and murmured to herself: "I know you are definitely not dead, right? Otherwise, I would have disappeared now..."

Zhi Huan raised her head suddenly. She looked at the transparent soul in the air, gritted her teeth, and when she clenched her palms, a strong force came from her.

"Buzz——"

Feeling the increasing resistance, Kong Huangyu's eyes turned cold, and his voice was solemn: "Get out of here!"

The five-color divine light has been used up this time, and he used the power of the soul again. At the same time, he could not use both spiritual power and soul power.

Moreover, he can't let go. Once he lets go, the soul will inevitably return to that evil creature's body, and all his previous efforts will be in vain!

Zhi Huan's eyebrows were cold and he used his own power to fight against the Holy Spirit.

Kong Huangyu was extremely angry, waved his sleeves and robe, and the power of his soul came out again!

"Boom boom!"

The explosion sound came, but Zhi Huan was still unscathed!

Kong Huangyu's expression changed several times: "You...really have no soul?!"

Hearing this, Zhi Huan smiled coldly: "Yes, I have no soul. No matter how powerful your soul power is, it is of no use to me."

"Okay, very good." Kong Huangyu calmed down, turned to look at the ten divine hunters who were watching coldly, and ordered, "Come here and kill her for me!"

Being called out unexpectedly, all ten divine hunters were shocked.

"Brother Wennan, this person doesn't seem to be our prey." Youshenhunting whispered, "But it seems that he is on the same side as our prey."

"Stop talking!" Wen Nan shouted in a low voice, "Regardless of whether he is on one side or not, can we fight against the Holy Spirit? Why don't we just do what he says?"

After saying this, he raised his head and said, "How dare I disobey my senior's instructions?"

With that said, Wen Nan rushed out first and took action against Zhi Huan.

When the other divine hunters saw this scene, they also followed.

If they don't move, they will die soon.

But this is a first-level Spirit King. He has surpassed the Spirit King. Can they really kill him?

Kong Huangyu looked at the man in green again: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Come on, too!"

The man in Tsing Yi nodded blankly and moved slowly, obviously reluctant.

"Bang bang!"

Countless attacks were launched at the woman in white, as densely as raindrops.

Zhi Huan defended Jun Mu Qian's body with all his might, letting the attacks fall on her.

One time, two times, there were more and more scars on her body, and a faint black color appeared on her skin.

However, Zhi Huan did not let go, and his back straightened.

He didn't fight back, he was just protecting Jun Muxian.

Zhi Huan's voice was hoarse: "Miss, wake up... wake up quickly."

However, the woman in purple clothes in her arms did not respond at all, and her soul was still floating quietly.
To be continued...