Everyone present was shocked, and those standing nearby even subconsciously stepped back for fear of being affected.
Someone was shocked and murmured: "Heaven-level spiritual weapon?!"
They thought that the thing Ye Xiyue took out could not be a mortal thing, but they did not expect that it was actually a heavenly thing!
The iron lock looks ordinary. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that it was a treasure?
"I heard that tens of thousands of years ago, in the realm of the gods, there were spiritual weapons specially used to deal with soul bodies. Because they are extremely difficult to temper, the number is very small, but such spiritual weapons are all heaven-level! It's a pity that they later shocked the world.
After the First World War, the gods fell, and these treasures also disappeared with them... I didn't expect she had them!"
"It's so irritating to see people compare to each other. Her talent is already outstanding, and with such an object, she is even more invincible..."
"I can't envy such things as opportunities! Now I just hope that I can successfully get clues this time, find those people as soon as possible, and solve this trouble. Otherwise, we are in the light and others are in the dark, and it will be too dangerous day by day."
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Various low-pitched discussions came from the surroundings, but Ye Xiyue didn't pay attention to them.
She stared at the black iron lock with her eyes, and saw the bright red blood melting together and constantly changing shapes.
Time passed slowly, but the blood never gave a clear direction, it only flowed and swayed slowly on it.
Mingshu's Adam's apple rolled and his voice became tight: "Goddess Baili, can you... determine the direction?"
Ye Xiyue shook her head: "Unfortunately, it seems that his soul has completely dissipated."
The surroundings suddenly fell into dead silence.
The meaning of Ye Xiyue's words couldn't be clearer - the master of Mingjian Sect is indeed dead! Completely dead!
Yao Songbai was stunned for a moment: "That means we can't use this method to determine the location of those people?"
Ye Xiyue nodded slightly, but her eyes still fell on Mingshu's face.
At this moment, she saw that Ming Shu's expression suddenly relaxed, and his originally tense body became much more relaxed, as if an invisible burden had been lifted off him.
She narrowed her eyes slightly.
People's expressions can be deceiving, but subconscious body reactions cannot!
Ming Shu opened his mouth, with a look of pity on his face, and took his hand back.
However, at this moment, a chill suddenly ran down his spine, and unspeakable fear surged in his heart - it was an instinctive reaction to unknown danger!
He raised his head in shock and met Ye Xiyue's eyes.
Her red lips were slightly raised, but her eyes were cold to the bone.
Without thinking, Mingshu immediately mobilized his spiritual power and blasted forward!
"Xi'er!"
"goddess!"
The sudden change shocked everyone on the spot, but Ming Shu's attack was so sudden that they had no time to react.
The next moment, the fist smashed Ye Xiyue's face into pieces!
Her figure instantly became illusory, creating ripples in circles.
It's a phantom!
"Mingshu! What are you doing?!"
There was a loud shout from the crowd!
Ming Shu suddenly came back to his senses, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
He, what did he just...
Ye Xiyue's figure appeared behind him.
"Senior Mingshu."
Her voice was as clear and calm as ever, but now to Ming Shu's ears, it was like the most terrifying reminder of death!
He suddenly turned around and explained hurriedly: "Bai, Baili Goddess! I didn't know what happened just now-"
Ye Xiyue tilted her head, smiled, and asked softly:
"What's that on your hand?"
Ming Shu lowered his head subconsciously.
A small section of black vine was silently wrapped around the wound on his finger.