Wei Zheng only had time to think about this problem before he felt a pain that was like tearing his soul apart.
Boom!
The thunder made Wei Zheng dizzy.
In a trance, Wei Zheng saw his own body.
How could he see his own body? Wei Zheng's heart suddenly shuddered, and he immediately realized that his head and body had been split apart.
However, just when Wei Zheng was using his spiritual power to return his body and head to its original position, Song Ling, who was behind him, quickly turned his spiritual power into a sword and chopped off Wei Zheng's head.
The remnant power of the thunder was still there, but Song Ling, who was holding the silk gauze, managed to find some peace in the chaos, and was able to spare his mind to deal with Wei Zheng.
For Wei Zheng, in order to take away Canghua Immortal Lord, he must go through Song Ling, so it is a good thing to take this opportunity to kill Song Ling.
Therefore, Wei Zheng used the sword struck by Song Ling, and his spiritual power quickly entangled him. In an instant, he was in front of Song Ling, and thousands of spells came out.
Unfortunately, something stood in front of Song Ling.
Wei Zheng felt a cold gaze tightening on the back of his neck. When he turned around, he happened to meet a pair of stern eyes outside the turbulent flow.
What blocks Wei Zheng's technique is not the loose ink outside, but the demonic energy that comes from Song Ling's body layer by layer.
The thunder strikes well!
It came down and hit the silk yarn. Although it did not hurt Song Ling, it forced out the demonic energy entangled in Song Ling's spiritual power, and also caused Canghua Immortal to be knocked back to the body and unable to come out for the time being.
"Thank you for wanting to kill me so much." Song Ling closed her eyes and switched places with Song Mo again.
The demonic energy left the body, and after Song Ling breathed it out several times, the chaotic spiritual energy in his body began to gradually return to calm, and even the Qianjing Bottle began to return to its previous appearance.
But when the thunder comes, it will not leave easily.
Nine thunderbolts fell one after another.
But because the demonic energy and Song Ling's aura still stayed in place, the thunderbolt did not move, and struck straight down, chopping Wei Zheng into powder.
In the true sense of the word, the soul is shattered.
Canghua Immortal Lord has a flesh body as armor, so he is not afraid of these nine thunders. However, he has changed his view of Song Ling because of this, and understands that the little girl in front of him is no longer the disciple he used to be able to command like an arm.
"It's true that I underestimated you."
A sound came from mid-air.
Song Ling reached out and pulled Song Mo back. He looked up and saw Canghua Immortal stepping on the crystal coffin and jumping down.
Thanks to Song Ling, he also escaped.
"When Yifeng said you were dead, I knew that you must have found some way to escape." Canghua Immortal Venerable Shi Shiran fell in front of Song Ling and said calmly: ""
The flying rocks and the crashing mysterious realm fragments are not enough to affect Canghua Immortal Lord.
This place is about to collapse.
Song Ling looked around a little more with regret.
Not being able to kill Canghua Immortal Lord here was her regret, and it was also a foreshadowing.
Although the current Canghua Immortal Lord seems not to do anything to Song Ling, who knows whether he will reconcile with Lin Zigui in the future? Or whether there will be other interests tied up?
"Let's go, you shouldn't stay here for a long time." Song Mo pulled the corner of Song Ling's clothes.
"Have you never thought that mixing with monsters will hinder your own path?" Canghua Immortal Lord continued: "This time you have murderous intentions towards me. I can understand and will forgive you, Ah Ling.
, Weilu Mountain is your home, think about it carefully."
Song Ling straightened his sleeves and robe, raised his eyes and said: "Needless to say, I have nothing to do with Weilu Mountain anymore. I made a mistake today and failed to kill you here. Will there be any grudge between you and me in the future?
, it’s not you who has the final say.”
This time Canghua Immortal Lord leaves the Soul Locking Tower and will definitely return to Weilu Mountain to get back what belongs to him. When Weilu Mountain is in chaos, Song Ling will have a chance to breathe no matter what.
It can be considered the good news among the bad news.
After saying the cruel words, Song Ling took Song Mo and ran away without looking back.
It was already dawn outside at that time.
Song Ling didn't wake up all night, Song Mo disappeared suddenly, and Dogwood had already become an ant on a hot pot.
Just when the little girl was about to cry, two distorted masses of light and shadow suddenly appeared in the room. Under the sunlight, the two masses of light and shadow gradually stabilized and returned to their human form.
"Song Ling!"
Seeing Song Ling appear, Zhuyu breathed a sigh of relief, walked over quickly and asked, "Why did it take so long? I thought something happened to you."
Song Ling's clothes were in rags, and there were wounds all over her cheeks and arms. She looked like she had been through a battle.
"It took some effort." Song Ling coughed a few times, turned around and sat by the bed, and returned the departed soul belonging to Wu Qiufang into her body, and then continued: "After the departed soul enters the body, it needs to be taken care of for seven days.
If there is no abnormality for seven days, it will be considered as the soul has returned to its original place. I will leave for a while later, during this period, Cornelius, you have to take good care of them."
The little girl standing at the end of the bed continued to cry bitterly before her tears dried.
I'm happy this time.
Seeing Song Ling busy at work, Juyu responded and stopped talking. She continued to work on the technique at hand.
It's midnight.
Song Ling took advantage of the perfect moonlight and led Song Mo down to Jiuyou.
Zhuanxu Ling saw Song Ling strutting in and gritted his teeth. However, as soon as he heard that Song Ling had brought back two extremely guilty souls, he immediately beamed with joy and treated Song Ling as his honored guest.
Now Jiuyou is short of manpower.
All the ghost officials catch are small shrimps, and ghosts who really do evil things are helpless.
Now that Song Ling has sent two of them down, it can be regarded as filling the ghost prison, which is something Zhuanxu Ling is happy to see.
"Then please separate them two." Song Ling put Chu Jibai in front of Zhuan Xu's mausoleum, blinked and said, "these two can be regarded as enemies. If you succeed, it's your fault."
It’s a great merit, and it’s even more of a great merit that the two of them stayed in the ghost prison to be tortured.”
"Didn't you mean two? I didn't expect it to be such a two-part method." Zhuan Xuling glanced at it, and his face immediately darkened, "You still want to use me as a coolie, right? You are simply audacious!"
Song Ling stood in the hall with a smile on his sleeves, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "This is something that is good for both you and me, why not do it? Besides, if you don't take action, you will accept such a mixed soul.
, it will be troublesome to sentence someone to a ghost prison, isn’t it?”
"I've finished telling you." Zhuanxu Ling muttered a few words, then reluctantly accepted Chu Jibai, but said very forcefully: "But don't think about it so easily. More and more people have died above you recently.
My place is almost overcrowded by mortals, if you can bring me a few more evil-doing monks, this matter will be solved."
This is not a discussion tone.
In other words, Song Ling must do it.
"Okay." Song Ling shrugged and spread his hands and said, "Isn't this a coincidence? I just need to do these things. It's just that after the work is completed, I will have to work part-time as your ghost official in Jiuyou."
After hearing Song Ling's promise, Zhuan Xuling softened his attitude slightly.