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Chapter Forty-One

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The miasma was so fierce that it instantly tore into the shape of countless sharp claws, tightly wrapping the rumors.

Ji Feichen leaned in and out of the Feiling Sword several times, and drew back to stand in front of her. The sword energy gathered into a golden light, which forcibly split the black thick fog.

However, this force was growing at an extremely fast speed like a tentacle that could not stop cutting, and it aimed to attack Feng Ruoqing with a clear target.

"A Yao!"

Ji Feichen frowned, and turned around to protect Feng Yaoqing tightly in front of him. The miasma passed through his body, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood instantly, and stood there with his sword, opening a barrier.

"Dinglingling——"

With the sound of a bell, the miasma gradually converged into a human form.

"This is... living soul?" Feng Yaoqing was stunned, "Why are the drawn souls of those who died in Manyue Tower here?" She looked carefully and found that there was a red

thread attached to these souls , all the lines converged and spread to the center of the black mist.

The black mist dissipated.

He Fangshi stood there, holding a string of bells in his hand, and when there was a slight sound, those souls screamed like evil spirits.

The midpoint of the red line is gathered on the jade pendant around his waist.

"Soul-locking jade." Ji Feichen stood up with difficulty and recognized the name of the jade pendant, "So, have you been trapping these souls in the soul-locking jade?" "One more." He Fangshi was still in

the

disheveled He looks good, but he doesn't seem to have the slightest bit of smugness. He stared at Feng Ruoqing, took a step forward, and shook the bell in his hand.

Those souls instantly twisted into a ball.

He Fangshi: "Fantasy girl, I'm sorry."

In an instant, those souls screamed like crazy, showing hideous looks, weaving their bodies like a big net, and rushed towards Feng Yaoqing.

And at this moment, a few spells flew from a distance, ignited and stuck towards the direction of those souls, burning a boundary out of thin air, pushing those souls back a bit.

"Brother Ji, Sister Feng!"

Shen Wanqing fell beside Feng Yaoqing, frowned because of the torn wound, and almost lost her footing.

Xie Wuyan grabbed her and held her arm firmly.

"This is..."

"He came after me." Feng Yaoqing's tone was calm, she looked at Shen Wanqing, and asked softly, "Are you not hurt?"

Shen Wanqing shook her head.

She glanced at He Fangshi not far away, weighed the effect of her burning talisman just now, and made some judgments in her heart: "He seems to be at a loss. Although there are many souls, if you break that piece of jade— —"

"It can't be broken." Feng Ruoqing said.

He Fangshi laughed and said: "Miss Feng, it's not impossible to break it. But in this way, these souls will never have the chance to reincarnate, and they will be completely scattered. The daughter of the head of Xuantian Pavilion will do this Is it?"