When they came to the soul sword, the demon souls inside sensed the existence of the dream demon and woke up one after another. The translucent blue bead on the soul sword slowly started to roll.

When the demon lord appears, the demon soul inside will fall into a deep sleep.

When the demon lord appears, the demon soul will fall into a deep sleep.

The two will not exist at the same time. This is a rule, and it is also to avoid the repulsive force when the souls of the two worlds exert their own power.

This repulsive force can destroy the soul at best, or cause the soul sword to self-destruct and the soul inside to fly away.

Wu Feihuan reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword, and pulled out the soul sword. When the sword was pulled out, the ground made a "kaka" sound as the sword lifted off the ground.

After the sword left the ground, the cracks in the ground closed freely and remained intact, showing no signs of damage.

He stood the soul sword upright in front of him. The soul sword shone brightly and exuded a strong evil aura.

Wu Feihuan raised his eyes and looked at Beiming Yexuan, and said in a low voice: "I want to take the soul inside, enter it into the corpse of the god soldier, and weaken the power of the god in Long Chushang's room."

Hearing this method, Beiming Yexuan frowned and disagreed with Wu Feihuan's use of this method: "It's too risky to do this. Although Long Chushang left Guangming College, he laid a trap in the college

We don’t know how many capable divine soldiers there are, and we don’t even know how many divine soldiers are guarding Guangming Academy. This is not a foolproof method.”

"But can you think of a better way than this?" Wu Feihuan asked.

"Let me think about it." Beiming Yexuan raised his feet and walked forward a few steps, then turned around and continued walking forward. He walked back and forth more than a dozen times, and finally stopped and said, "Fei Huan,

Go to the basement."

He told Wu Feihuan about the various strange phenomena he had encountered in the basement.

There was a strong repulsive force there. Although the repulsive force was very weak, he could never break through it.

After hearing this, Wu Feihuan raised his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes half-closed, with a cold look in his eyes, and said slowly: "There are many people coming in and out of the library in the basement during the classes, so we can use the monks' skills to cast spells there.

The aura mask is very good, I will go to the library immediately to see what is going on inside."

Wu Feihuan's serious face finally put on a smile. After saying that, he turned around and planned to leave.

Beiming Yexuan grabbed Wu Feihuan's clothes and said, "Hey, don't send me back."

"Oh, I forgot." Wu Feihuan forgot something, causing Beiming Yexuan to almost strangle him to death.

Seeing Beiming Yexuan in such a hurry, Wu Feihuan opened his palms and formed a circular mirror. The mirror surface was very clear and transparent, but after a while, Fengyun Mo was printed on the mirror surface.

The mountain of gods we are waiting for.

A vortex suddenly appeared on the calm mirror surface. The vortex shattered the picture in the mirror into pieces. Then a very strong wind came out of the vortex, rolled up Beiming Yexuan's body, and returned to the original place.

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When he opened his eyes again, he was still surrounded by thick fog, with towering mountain peaks looming in front of his eyes. The milky white fog surrounded every corner of his body, surrounding him heavily.

Seeing this, he stood up quickly, but unexpectedly he felt numbness in his arms. He turned around and lowered his eyes to see that the man was leaning sideways, still sleeping on his arm.
Chapter completed!