Qingshi glanced at the crystal ball, pointed his right hand in the air, and muttered something silently on his lips. He felt that the soul gathering technique was spreading everywhere in the surrounding mountains and rivers.

Integrating into the earth, letting the mountains and rivers condense the soul of Mo Lian.

Another voice slowly came out in the air. It was the man. He was still saying "You can actually summon all the mountains and rivers to snatch the soul in my hand." This time the voice was clearer and no longer so ethereal, but it was still weird.

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Qingshi's expression remained unchanged. She didn't know who the other party was. How could her soul-gathering spell of heaven and earth fail to regain any soul?

Turning the left hand over, the crystal ball immediately fell into the palm of the hand.[

Closing her eyes, her body immediately turned into many rose petals falling to the ground. In the blink of an eye, these petals immediately turned into powder and disappeared in the room.

The sky outside suddenly changed, the wind howled, and snow filled the sky.

The sky also gradually changed, turning into dark red. Because of this color, the snow on the ground also looked dark red, like blood.

Between heaven and earth, a man in a white robe faintly floated out, floating between heaven and earth. He raised his eyes to look at the sky, but his feet suddenly tightened. He lowered his head, and there were many circles of ice wrapped around his ankles at some point.

, the ice rings are intertwined with each other, directly connected to the ground.

He moved but couldn't break away.

But the strong wind didn't stop, blowing scattered snow towards his face.

He paused and thought of something. He frowned, but it was too late. The sky and the earth suddenly surrounded him. He wanted to escape, but the sky pressed down and sealed the round thing. In the Peach Blossom Spring, above the mid-air

, a bead in Qingshi’s hand locked the man inside.

The man's robe rustled among the beads, and his hair was slightly messy, covering his face so that he couldn't see clearly.

He certainly looked ghostly.

Qingshi smiled leisurely, her body descended in mid-air, the snow on the ground covered her feet, she said softly, "Give me one soul and three souls, and I will spare your life."

"What if I don't pay?" The man smiled, lowered his head, and seemed to have the same tone as before.

He was not in the same situation just now. He wanted Qingshi's life just now, but now, it's Qingshi who wants his life.

"Don't pay? Then I'll ask you to play for a while." After she said that, a huge fire suddenly ignited among the beads. "This is the fire of Zhurong. Even if you are the water god, you can't extinguish it. Just enjoy it and wait."

Now that you've figured it out, let's talk about the soul again."

"Zhu Rong's Fire?" He smiled in his beads. His body had been swallowed up by the fire and he couldn't see anything clearly. He was still saying, "I'll play with you here for today and come back another day."

Then, Qingshi tightened his palms and was about to destroy the bead to prevent him from coming out, but the fire in the bead suddenly went out, and the man in the bead had disappeared.

With her heart skipping a beat, she turned against the light, but she couldn't hide the trace of anger. What did this man do, what was his origin, and why couldn't she do anything to him even though she integrated her body into the mountains and rivers?

Unable to feel his breath with her mind, she finally returned to the room, released the Mo Lian from the crystal ball, and went up to take his pulse.
Chapter completed!