Jiang Deng subconsciously swung his sword towards Murong Feiran's soul, but it only hit the air.
Where are people?
Before Jiang Deng could figure out what Murong Feiran wanted to do, a strong drag force suddenly came from behind.
"Well!"
Jiang Deng opened his eyes wide and disappeared into the palace.
After Jiang Deng disappeared, the surrounding black fog also receded, and Murong Feiran's soul also disappeared, leaving only Murong Feiran's motionless body.
"what happened?"
Si Mian frowned, and after confirming that Murong Feiran didn't seem to be faking it, she put her finger under his nose, "Dead, dead!"
No breathing!
No pulse!
Even the soul is gone!
"It's okay if he's dead. Where's Jiang Dengren?" Si Mian frowned slightly and asked worriedly.
"Yes! Where is the master?"
Jin Shining was spinning anxiously on the ground, "I am such a big master, how can I just disappear without you?"
"Don't panic."
A Tu's faint voice came from above his head, and then the golden vines turned into human shapes, and A Tu jumped down from the roof.
"Jiang Deng is not dead, he was just dragged into his mustard dimension by Murong Feiran's soul."
"Ah? What should we do?"
Si Mian and Jin Shining's worries did not disappear, but became more serious.
Ah Tu shrugged, "Jiang Deng entered Murong Feiran's mustard space. It can only be controlled by Murong Feiran himself, and no one else can enter."
"We can't help. We can only look at Jiang Deng. If she can kill Murong Feiran's soul in Murong Feiran's mustard seed space, she can leave."
Si Mian breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, let's wait together."
"No, you have to wait on your own." Ah Tu corrected.
Si Mian was confused, "Huh? What do you mean?"
Ah Tu grinned, "My clone's time limit has expired. Let's take a step first and see you later!"
After saying that, the yellow light flashed, and Atu disappeared, replaced by a soft yellow vine that slowly fell to the ground.
Si Mian: "..."
There was no other way, Si Mian couldn't help, so she could only sit cross-legged and adjust her breathing, refining the spiritual power absorbed from Murong Feiran.
If Jiang Deng still hasn't come out after half an hour, she will find a way to crack Murong Feiran's mustard space and rescue Jiang Deng.
"Master, you must win!"
Jin Shining continued to circle anxiously in place.
——
Within the mustard space.
As soon as Jiang Deng landed, he quickly looked around.
There was a gray area at the end of the line of sight, and there were a lot of things piled next to it. However, the place looked so small, it didn't look like a small world, it was probably just a space.
Ordinary spaces cannot store living things. Not surprisingly, this should be Murong Feiran’s Mustard Seed Space...
"Yes, you guessed it right, this is indeed the Mustard Seed Space."
Dan Qing in the Eight Gates World sensed that Jiang Deng was in danger and quickly warned him.
Jiang Deng asked with his spiritual sense: "How can I leave?"
"Just kill the original owner of Mustard Seed Space."
"Understood!"
Jiang Deng was so calm that his four disciples pulled her into the Mustard Seed dimension. Not only did they do no harm to her, but they were all good.
In addition to taking the opportunity to ask the fourth disciple why he betrayed her in his previous life, he could also search for the treasures that the fourth disciple had hoarded for thousands of years.
Hehehe... Not bad!
Just when I was thinking of this, a black shadow appeared in the gray fog.
With a head full of black hair hanging loosely behind his head, his eyes as scarlet as blood, his facial features soft and sinister, he is the soul of Murong Feiran.
The next moment, powerful spiritual consciousness locked Jiang Deng's body, making her unable to move!
Jiang Deng could use the Chaos Body to counteract this pressure, but she didn't want to do that yet because she had already guessed that Murong Feiran gave up fighting with them, gave up his body, and used his soul to pull her into the mustard space.
purpose.
Sure enough, Murong Feiran's soul laughed sadly, "Good disciple, haven't you always been curious about why this leader doesn't accept other disciples, but only you?"
Jiang Deng looked puzzled, "Isn't it because my disciple, I am gifted and a rare cultivation wizard? I am afraid that if I miss today, I will be taken in as a disciple by others. Master, you can't wait."
Will you accept me as your disciple?"
Murong Feiran said speechlessly: "...Why are you more narcissistic than this leader?"
Jiang Deng said modestly: "Is there any? It's probably because you taught me well, master."
"Go away, don't try to delay time with this nonsense!"
Murong Feiran had a head full of black hair and a pair of strange red eyes that looked like blood. He said angrily: "The reason why I accepted you as my disciple is because you have the same Yang spirit root as me, and your physical constitution is the same."
They are all pure Yang spirits, and they are the most suitable container to accommodate the soul of our leader!"
"Master..."
Jiang Deng's eyes widened, crystal tears flashed in his eyes, and he looked extremely hurt, "My disciple is determined to treat you as his master, how could you so cruelly take away my disciple's body?"
"Hmm!"
Seeing his apprentice's miserable expression after learning the truth, Murong Feiran not only did not feel guilty, but instead felt a twisted sense of joy in his heart.
"Die in resentment. From now on, your young and strong body will belong to this leader!"
Murong Feiran smiled evilly, and his soul plunged into Jiang Deng's sea of consciousness, with the intention of seizing his body!
Jiang Deng did not resist, and even thoughtfully opened the defenses of the sea of consciousness and took the initiative to accept Murong Feiran's soul.
"ah!"
The next moment, screams sounded.
Black light flashed.
Murong Feiran's soul exited Jiang Deng's sea of consciousness again and returned to the Mustard Seed Space.
For some unknown reason, he seemed to have been attacked. His already transparent body became even more transparent, and even burning white smoke rose from the edge, as if it was about to disappear...
"You! You are not Ye Guyen!"
Murong Feiran stared at Jiang Deng in shock, "You are a woman! You still have a useless spiritual root!"
The person in front of him is not only a woman, but also a five-spirited person known for his useless spiritual roots. For his soul, it is equivalent to five times the repulsion level. If he goes to grab a random person on the street and seizes his body, I am afraid that the repulsion level is not as high as Jiang Deng's.
so tall.
It is precisely because of various reasons that this body rejects his soul so much!
"Hey, that's the right answer."
Jiang Deng immediately took off the disguise on his face, restored his original appearance, and looked at Murong Feiran with a smile, "Murong Feiran, guess who I am?"
"...You are the Saint Jiang Deng of this year!"
Murong Feiran gritted his teeth and said, mentioning this name again, it was full of bitterness.
Unexpectedly, the candidate he appointed as this generation of saints would be the one who ruined his life!
I remember that back then, he and his brothers killed Master Jiang Deng. Unexpectedly, a thousand years later, retribution would come to another Jiang Deng with the same name...
"That's not right."
With a thought in Jiang Deng's mind, the heavy light sword appeared in his hand, and the power of chaos was injected into it. At the same time, he did not forget to use his unique sword intention of destruction.
Whoosh!
With a flash of sword light, Murong Feiran's soul was cut into two halves with one sword strike.
Jiang Deng added with a smile: "Good disciple, guess again."