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Chapter 1582: Immortal Spiritual Consciousness

"core!"

Ling Feng immediately flew to Tie Xin's side. He looked at the wounds on Tie Xin's body and the iron-feathered dragon eagle corpses everywhere, and a strong murderous intention suddenly emerged in his heart.

"Dan Pavilion..."

The long-suppressed murderous aura in Ling Feng's heart completely exploded at this moment.



"asshole!"

On the ninth floor of the Bahuang Soul Refining Tower, Guihe's body shook violently, and then his face turned pale.

He did not expect that after Ling Feng's soul origin was swallowed by the soul-controlling Gu, his consciousness could not be erased, and eventually the soul mark carved on his body by the soul-controlling Gu was swallowed up.

At this moment, he had lost control of the pair of holy soul-eating Gu.

"Senior Brother Guihe, what's wrong with you?"

Xinhe and Yuhe saw Guihe's face suddenly turn pale, and both of them had doubts on their faces.

"That Ling Feng's spiritual consciousness is immortal and swallowed up all the soul marks I left on my twin soul-eating Gu!"

Guihe gritted his teeth and said, he didn't expect that Lingfeng, just a small Taoist master, could be so difficult to deal with.

"How can it be?"

Yuhe and Xinhe, two powerful men, frowned slightly. In their opinion, this matter was really ridiculous.

Not to mention that Ling Feng is just a Taoist master, even if he is a powerful Taoist Great Perfection master, if his soul is swallowed by these twin soul-controlling Gu, his spiritual consciousness cannot remain immortal.

"It's true. Please hurry up and summon the disciples from the Dan Pavilion in the sixth floor of the Eight Wilderness Soul Refining Tower. If you are too late, I'm afraid they will be killed by Ling Feng!"

Guihe gritted his teeth, endured the bursts of pain in his mind, and spoke to the two powerful men Yuhe and Xinhe.

Although they are powerful, Lingfeng is currently in the sixth level of the Eight Wilderness Soul Refining Tower, and they are powerless.

No one can stop Ling Feng on the sixth floor of the Eight Wastelands Soul Refining Tower.

"yes!"

The two powerful men Xinhe and Yuhe immediately controlled the Bahuang Soul Refining Tower and opened a passage in the space of the Bahuang Soul Refining Tower.

"Boom!"

A huge whirlpool immediately appeared in the sky. The Dan Pavilion disciples in the sixth floor of the Eight Wilderness Soul Refining Tower all left the inheritance places at this moment and flew towards the whirlpool in the sky.

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At this moment, Ling Feng had just helped Tie Xin stabilize his injury.

After he felt the strange movement, he immediately raised his head and looked towards the sky. He also saw the huge space vortex and the Dan Pavilion disciples flying towards the vortex.

"Want to leave?"

A cold light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and then his body rose into the sky and flew towards the vortex in the sky.

He appeared below the space vortex and blocked the Dan Pavilion disciples flying towards the space vortex.

"Let them all die!"

In Lingfeng's hand, he held the long sword that Guihe had used to control his body before, and swung the sword towards the Dan Pavilion disciples.

"brush!"

Hundreds of purple sword energy appeared, covering the disciples of the Dan Pavilion.

These sword qi are extremely powerful, and these Dan Pavilion disciples cannot resist them. Only those Dan Pavilion disciples who wear high-grade magic weapons and have powerful life-saving means can save their lives.

But although they survived Ling Feng's first attack, they were unable to leave.

After one move, dozens of Dan Pavilion disciples were immediately killed by Ling Feng.

"It's that Ling Feng!"

Many Dan Pavilion disciples recognized Ling Feng at this moment, and their faces suddenly showed panic. They did not expect why Ling Feng would appear here.

"Ling Feng, you are so brave. This place is the space inside the Eight Wilderness Soul Refining Tower of our Dan Pavilion. How dare you kill my Dan Pavilion disciple?"

A young man wearing a light blue alchemist robe spoke angrily to Ling Feng.

This young man wearing a light blue alchemist robe is the seventh holy son of the Alchemy Pavilion, named Liu Qi.

This Liu Qi is a descendant of the family of the ninth-grade alchemist Gui He.

This son's alchemy talent is very strong, and he is known as a rare genius in the alchemy world.

At this moment, Liu Qi's body was surrounded by a golden bubble.

This golden bubble was a life-saving means arranged by the ninth-grade alchemist Guihe in his body.

This bubble can withstand a full blow from a half-step ancestor.

Ling Feng's sword energy just now was a large-scale killing move. Although there were many sword energy, the power of each sword energy could only reach the seventh level of Dao Lord at most, and it could not break through Liu Qi's body protection at most.

bubble.

"So what if I kill him?"

Ling Feng stared at Liu Qi with murderous intent, and then immediately rushed towards Liu Qi.

The long sword in his hand struck directly on the protective bubble on Liu Qi's body.

"boom!"

The protective bubbles on Liu Qi's body shattered with the sound.

Liu Qi's body flew in the air, and his face turned pale. He didn't expect Ling Feng's attack to be so powerful.

"Ouch..."

At this moment, those iron-feathered dragon eagles were flying towards this side. When they saw the Dan Pavilion disciples in the sky, they immediately launched an attack on those Dan Pavilion disciples.

The disciples of the Dan Pavilion died one after another under the attack of the Iron Feather Dragon Eagle.

"Grandpa Zu, save me!"

Zhou Qi looked at the murderous Ling Feng and immediately shouted towards the vortex in the sky.

And the three powerful men, Guihe, Yuhe, and Xinhe, in the Bahuang Soul Refining Tower, through a light curtain, could see everything in the sixth level of space.

Because people like Guihe did not expect this situation to happen before, none of the Alchemy Pavilion practitioners in the Bahuang Soul Refining Tower had white elixirs or white elixir formation patterns on their bodies.

None of them can activate the white core formation, so they cannot be teleported away directly from the sixth level of the Bahuang Soul Refining Tower.

At this moment, other soul beasts also began to appear in other places on the sixth floor of the Bahuang Soul Refining Tower, and began to slaughter those Dan Pavilion disciples.

"Hurry up and scatter the white pills into the sixth level of space, and save as many as you can!"

Guihe looked at the Dan Pavilion disciples who were being slaughtered, and his face was livid with anger.

Xinhe, a ninth-level alchemist, immediately put those white pills into the space of the Eight Desolate Soul Refining Tower.

These white pills, passing through the space vortex, were like meteors falling towards the space of the Eight Desolate Soul Refining Tower.

"Chicken King, let those flying soul beasts eat all those white pills, let's see how many they can get!"

Ling Feng immediately spoke to the Chicken King.

"good……"

The Chicken King immediately nodded, then raised his head and chirped to notify the other flying spirit beasts.

The speed of those flying soul beasts was very fast. They immediately soared into the sky and flew towards the white pills falling from the sky. They opened their mouths and swallowed these white pills continuously into their stomachs.

Although the number of these white pills was large, none fell into the hands of the disciples of the Dan Pavilion because the speed of these birds was too fast, and all the white pills were caught by these birds.
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