Chapter 1175 Soul Talisman

"Huh~" Seeing the dark green fireball sink into the female cultivator's forehead, the female cultivator's face immediately showed an extremely painful expression, her facial features were all distorted, and even appeared dark blue!

Feng Qing's eyes flashed with lingering fear for a moment, and then flashed red. She knew in her heart that the soul talisman was refining the soul in the female cultivator's Niwan Palace. The pain was absolutely beyond the experience of the living. When her soul was extracted by the soul talisman, the life of this female cultivator would come to an end! No rebirth, no reincarnation, no future...

"He... He..." Suddenly, the female cultivator's limbs suddenly stretched out, and a great power emerged from her body. The sword light that bound her was broken inch by inch, and the light blue light suddenly turned into fluorescent light and flew away!

"Senior Yu..." Zhong Mingtian was shocked when she saw this, but her eyes flashed with surprise. She knew that this was the end of the soul refining of the soul talisman, which stimulated the potential of the female cultivator's Yin water attribute and rushed into the soul. This potential was exactly what was needed to sacrifice the sword spirit in the green gourd!

"Hmm~" Yu Ming responded indifferently, and his arms shook suddenly, and two wings about ten feet long grew from his back, and the light blue mixed with the white fluorescence grew from the feathers in his wings!

"Ga~" Yu Ming's voice turned into a bird's cry, and his wings also fluttered a few times, and the light flew out from between his wings...

The light flew in the air like a thorn, the light flashed frequently, and the light blue color became more and more intense. When it flew in front of the female cultivator whose limbs were twisting violently, it had become a sharp thorn more than an inch long!

"Puff~" Almost at the same sound, all the sharp thorns pierced into the body of the female cultivator at the same time. The female cultivator immediately stopped, as if solidified in mid-air!

"Junior Sister Feng!" Zhong Mingtian ordered again. An ice spike burst out from Feng Qing's flying sword again, and this time it pierced directly into the heart of the female cultivator!

"Get up~~" Zhong Mingtian's face showed a solemnity, and he pinched the sword formula in his hand, and the dark green fireball actually came out from the female cultivator's head! The fireball at this time was blood red, and its shape kept changing. The soul of a female cultivator inside seemed to be torn and trying to escape...

"Go~" Zhong Mingtian pointed his hand, and his body also flew slowly. The fireball obediently rushed to the green gourd that was constantly surging...

Seeing that the fireball was about to sink into the suction of the green gourd, Zhong Mingtian's face showed a trace of relief, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a slight "puff" sound was heard from the fireball, as if a bubble broke, and a bloody shadow came out from the fireball!

"Senior Yu, help me!!!" Zhong Mingtian's face was shocked. A red flush rushed to his eyes, and he shouted urgently.

"Ga~" Yu Ming had been prepared for a long time.

Just as Zhong Mingtian had just called out, he flapped his wings and flew to the vicinity of the green-skinned gourd. The blue-white light between his wings suddenly stretched out, piercing the blood-colored shadow that was shining through the fireball!

"Ah~~" A heart-wrenching scream. The blood-colored shadow was trapped on the edge of the fireball by the light and could not fly out. At this time, the suction force on the green-skinned gourd was generated, and the fireball and the blood-colored shadow were all submerged. The blood-colored shadow's screams became longer and longer, as if falling into a bottomless abyss!

And the green-skinned gourd suddenly stopped again. No more agitation, the fluctuations also disappeared, only the suction force of the gourd increased greatly, and a huge amount of light blue light rushed into it!

"Thank you, Senior Yu!" Zhong Mingtian was still panicking, and bowed.

"Haha, it's okay. You can't wait to reach the realm of the first level of the Illusion Sword. It's a bit difficult to sacrifice these cultivators... There is still this last one, so take a rest!" Yu Ming nodded slightly, turned around and flew up high again!

"Yes, I understand!" Zhong Mingtian smiled bitterly, looked at Feng Qing, and the two returned to their original place and closed their eyes to rest. Zhong Mingtian was unwilling to do so, but at this time, the sword cultivators and the Dao Sect were fighting fiercely, and there were indeed not many disciples who could be transferred, and the flying swords they practiced were cold and yin, which was even less. If there was a disciple of the second level of the Illusion Sword here, it would be the best, but there was no way, now only she and Feng Qing could rely on them.

However, fortunately, there was also a senior Yu Mingyu with unpredictable cultivation here. Although it seemed that he was only at the second level of the Illusion Sword, she got Zhong Haoxuan's advice and knew that this person was a bird cultivator with a background, and his strength was far beyond the realm detected!

"Brother Zhong and the others should be here, right?" Zhong Mingtian knew that the two of them were a little stretched. The blood sacrifice took too long, and Zhong Haoxuan and the others must have been much faster, and should have finished it by now. "They are probably on their way here!"

Another half an hour passed, and there was no trace of Zhong Haoxuan and the others, and the green gourd began to pulsate for the last time!

Seeing the green gourd's brilliant light ripple in circles, Zhong Mingtian opened her eyes with a bitter smile. Her sword friends were still full, but the soul talisman was not only sacrificed by sword friends, but also by a secret technique of the Mingjian Sect. This secret technique was performed six times in a row today, and she felt a little tired in the depths of her soul, as if after several reincarnations, the broken car of the soul could not run anymore!

"The last time~" Zhong Mingtian thought to himself, then he clenched his teeth, glanced at Feng Qing, and said with a smile, "Junior Sister Feng, this is the last time! We will be successful soon!"

"That's right, it's all thanks to Senior Sister!" Feng Qing was also a little happy. She knew that this time the success was great, and she had made a great contribution. The reward from Mingjian Sect would not be small.

After Zhong Mingtian saluted Yu Ming, Yu Ming frowned and said, "Little friend Zhong, do you want to rest for a while?"

"To be honest with you, Senior Yu," Zhong Mingtian did not hide it, "Rest for a while, there is no difference between resting for half a day, unless you can let me rest for seven days!"

"Hehe," Yu Ming nodded, and looked at a small hole in the distance, wondering, "It is said that Zhong Haoxuan and the others should have come here by now!"

"Maybe Senior Brother Zhong is waiting for us to meet up!" Feng Qing smiled, "After all, this place is not suitable for the flying swords of the three senior brothers!"

"Well, maybe!" Yu Ming had some subtle feelings in his heart.

Then, Zhong Mingtian sacrificed the soul talisman again, and when the soul talisman fireball was born, Zhong Mingtian's figure swayed slightly, and even a layer of black bruise flashed on his face.

"Junior Sister Feng..." Zhong Mingtian called out, Feng Qing understood, grabbed Xiao Mao's body and lifted it into the air. Just when Feng Qing was about to activate the flying sword under his feet, he suddenly heard Yu Ming shouting: "Who is it?"

Feng Qing was stunned and turned to look at Yu Ming, but saw that Yu Ming's eyes were looking at the cave entrance, and there was a strange look in his eyes.

However, Feng Qing looked at the cave entrance again, and it was still calm, without any movement at all.

At this moment, Xiao Mao, who had been listless before, suddenly flashed with intense light all over his body, and the sword light that bound him was broken...

"Hmph~" Yu Ming snorted coldly, and his body shook and came to Xiao Mao's front, his wings danced, and countless hairs shot out, surrounding Xiao Mao. The restraining force on the hairs restrained Xiao Mao tightly, and no matter how Xiao Mao struggled, it was useless!

"Junior Sister Feng~" Zhong Mingtian's roar was accompanied by a hint of anger!

"Yes~" Feng Qing dared not be distracted anymore. With a vibration under her feet, a slender flying sword like an ice spike flashed out and stabbed directly into Xiao Mao's angry eyes...

However, just as the flying sword was stabbed out, a strange thing happened. A strong force of confinement descended from the sky and froze the flying sword in an instant!

"Who are you?" Feng Qing was confused and wanted to activate the sword light again, but she heard Yu Ming looking at her back in astonishment in the distance and said angrily.

Feng Qing was shocked and her body flew involuntarily. While dodging, she glanced! This glance was not a big deal, but she saw a young monk dressed in the Yu Lei Sect, who appeared only about ten feet behind her. His slender eyes were tilted upwards, and an unspeakable murderous aura came out of his eyes!

And, just as Feng Qing turned her head, the monk rubbed his hands together, and a thick lightning appeared out of thin air, hitting her forehead!

Suddenly, a rumor grew in her mind uncontrollably, "Horror...Horror Phoenix?"

Yes, the three characteristics of the Horror Phoenix are the huge phoenix body, the slanted phoenix eyes, and the skilled thunder control technique. This is something that other Yu Lei Zong disciples she met never had. Although the Yu Lei Zong cultivator in front of her did not show the phoenix body, Feng Qing had already shouted out with lingering fear!

"Horror Phoenix?" Yu Ming was also startled, and immediately thought of Ling Yunwu, but Xiao Hua ignored him at all, as if he didn't know Xiao Mao, and didn't want to look at Xiao Mao! The palm thunder, which was several times thicker than that of ordinary cultivators, hit Feng Qing and Zhong Mingtian.

Poor Zhong Mingtian was trying her best to support the soul symbol. Seeing the huge lightning coming, she hurriedly urged the flying sword to meet the enemy, but the incomparable fatigue in her soul surged up in her heart, and the smooth sword energy stagnated, and the sky-blue sword light that flew out like snow bamboo slowed down for a moment. Just this slight delay, the lightning hit her, and this was the result of Zhong Mingtian's best efforts to avoid it. The palm lightning only hit her vest! But, is there any difference between hitting the vest and hitting the forehead? But seeing the sky-blue sword light flashing around Zhong Mingtian, it was annihilated immediately, and a blood hole the size of a bowl appeared in her vest!

"Ah~" Zhong Mingtian fell from mid-air with only a scream. She fell from mid-air, but the fireball of the soul symbol lost control again, and suddenly grew larger, even making a strange sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling! The sound resounded throughout the space, I'm afraid it was the souls of many people!

"Run!" Seeing that Zhong Mingtian would die in just one encounter, Feng Qing was even more frightened. The flying sword suddenly flew out, turning into thousands of ice spikes and rushing towards Xiao Hua's palm thunder! Unfortunately, although these ice spikes were powerful, Xiao Hua's palm thunder was even more turbulent. The lightning poured down like a waterfall, and thousands of ice spikes were just like grass in the water, floating in the air! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.)