"Master, where is Xuan'er!"

Seeing Lan Youmeng's cold face and a bit of anger in her eyes, Bingchen felt anxious and asked quickly.

"Abducted by a ghost."

Hearing this, Bingchen and Yu Jingyan's expressions suddenly changed.

"When!" Bingchen asked subconsciously.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he secretly cursed himself for asking nonsense.

"Just now, I think the Yin spirit took a fancy to Xuan'er's body and wanted to take it away."

When Bingchen heard this, he felt anxious and instantly became furious, with murderous intent filling his eyes.

The spiritual consciousness was extended to the maximum extent, but due to the interference of various formations here and the obstruction of the soul fog, Lan Youmeng could only vaguely detect the general direction of Ling Xuan.

There were many formations, including killing formations, confusing formations, and phantom formations. Although Lan Youmeng was able to detect them in advance and avoid them, he was also delayed a lot of time. It took nearly half an hour in just ten miles.

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It wasn't until a certain moment that a glimmer of light came from the distance, and a sneer appeared on the corner of Lan Youmeng's mouth, and she suddenly accelerated and ran straight away.

A white jade stone platform has a strange shape and exudes a faint light, which is daunting. Rich soul power seeps out from it, and as far as the eye can see, it is surrounded by a hazy soul mist.

The deathly silence, without any sign of life, makes people shudder.

"get out."

Lan Youmeng's cold voice sounded, and at the same time, her jade hands made secrets, and a red light of soul power quickly took shape.

"snort!"

A cold snort came out, and then a figure appeared on the white jade stone platform. Hao Ran was Ling Xuan.

"Xuan'er!"

Bing Chen exclaimed, but when he noticed Ling Xuan's expression, his expression suddenly filled with murderous intent and became cold. Then he stretched out his hand to hold it, and the ice jade flute appeared in his hand.

She glanced at Bing Chen indifferently. She didn't care at all for such a small character on the fourth level of Naling. However, when she saw the white jade long flute in Bing Chen's hand, her expression suddenly changed, and a murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

With a gentle kick, the ice dust flew away.

"court death."

Lan Youmeng shouted coldly, and struck down with a soul whip. Ling Xuan frowned, not daring to fight, and quickly stepped back.

At the same time, the flute sounded, and ice strands quickly condensed and shot towards Ling Xuan.

There was a flash of surprise in Ling Xuan's eyes, and when Ling Xuan raised her hand, the ice shattered, but then her expression changed.

Looking sideways, he saw that a bit of ice crystal on his arm melted quickly, and a wisp of cold air spread from there, raging throughout his body.

"Ice Soul Mysterious Needle!"

"Boy, who are you, how can you know the Ice Soul Mysterious Needle!" Ling Xuan asked immediately.

I was secretly annoyed because I hadn't succeeded in seizing the body yet, and I couldn't control my body flexibly. In addition, Lan Youmeng had diverted most of my attention, and was actually plotted by a small character.

It was at this time that Lan Youmeng Soul Whip came quietly, and when she wanted to avoid it, a trace of pain suddenly appeared between Ling Xuan's eyebrows. Then, a ray of white light flew out from Ling Xuan's head, and the next moment,

She then fell helplessly from the air.

Taking this opportunity, Lan You rolled up his Menghun Whip and pulled Ling Xuan to his side.

A finger was placed between Ling Xuan's eyebrows, and after a brief inspection, Lan Youmeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xuan'er wake up!"

Lan Youmeng gave a soft drink, and the next moment, Ling Xuan's delicate body trembled and she immediately opened her eyes.

A flash of panic flashed across her eyes, but when she saw Lan Youmeng in front of her, Ling Xuan gradually calmed down.

"snort!"

In the distance, the female Yin spirit in white looked angry, looking at Lan Youmeng with both unwillingness and fear.

"You are smart and have not hurt Xuan'er's soul, otherwise your soul will be destroyed." Lan Youmeng said in a cold voice.

"It's shameless to say that, just because of you, we don't know who will win here." The female Yin spirit in white said with a cold expression.

"Really? I will destroy your intelligence and refine your soul power today." After saying that, Lan Youmeng took action again. With a wave of her jade hand, the shadow of the whip filled the sky and struck at the female ghost in white.

Although Lan Youmeng's soul power appeared to be at the level of concentration, the female Yin spirit in white instinctively felt oppressed when facing her, as if she could kill herself with ease.

This feeling makes the white-clothed female Yin spirit feel very ridiculous. In this evil cave, she is not afraid of even the Yuan Shaping realm monks, but now she is afraid of a soul who only has the Condensation realm.

After retreating again and again, until they retreated to the stone platform, the female Yin spirit in white felt a little at ease.

With a hand seal, majestic soul power spurted out from the stone platform. A long sword of soul power condensed for a moment, and then it was slashed out with one sword.

The whip shadow collapsed and the sword dissipated. Lan Youmeng's pretty face turned pale and she was so shocked that she stepped back one after another.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Bingchen grabbed Lan Youmeng and blocked her behind him.

With a sneer at the corner of her mouth, the female Yin Ling in white mocked: "So that's it, the soul has collapsed and only the true spirit is left. With your current state, consuming your soul power like this, within a few seconds, you will become a soul by yourself without me taking action."

I collapsed. You still talk so loudly that you are not ashamed to destroy my intelligence. What a joke."

"snort!"

Bing Chen snorted coldly, his spiritual power surged, and a faint blood light surrounded his body. The ice jade flute touched his lips lightly, and flute sounds came out again.

"Feng Yunwu!"

At the same time, Ling Xuan gave a soft drink, and the bloody wind blade suddenly rose, followed by the bloody ice and swept towards the female Yin spirit in white.

"Ningshuang!"

With a low groan, the female Yin spirit in white was startled again.

Feeling a little excited and a little uneasy, the female Yin spirit in white destroyed the ice and the wind blade with one palm, and immediately shouted: "Where did you get the ice jade flute and frost sword?"

"none of your business."

Bing Chen shouted loudly, and immediately shot out three ice soul needles, and at the same time he was about to play the flute again.

With an angry look on her face, the female Yin Ling in white snorted coldly. As she kneaded with her bare hands, a powerful hand with soul power formed in an instant and slammed towards Bing Chen and the others.

Seeing this, Lan Youmeng was slightly startled, her eyes were cold, her soul power surged, and she immediately kneaded her body.

However, just when he was about to use all his strength, he noticed the expression of the female ghost in white at this moment, and immediately stopped his strength, sneered, and allowed the powerful hand of soul power to take down her.

Breaking out in a cold sweat, Bing Chen felt cold as he looked at the unavoidable soul power hand. He was ready to fight at all costs. However, just when he was about to explode all his spiritual power, the soul power hand...

Then it suddenly stopped half a foot above the heads of several people.

Huge coercion came over, and Bingchen and the other three groaned at the same time, their bodies went limp and they almost fell to the ground.

Bing Chen gritted his teeth and braced himself on the ground, his blood soul skills running wildly to compete with the pressure of the divine soul.

"Tell me, who are you and where is Bing Yu?" The female Yin spirit in white asked, staring at the few people with unkind eyes.

Hearing this, Bing Chen and Ling Xuan were shocked, and their eyes immediately turned towards the female Yin spirit.

Feeling a little excited in his heart and a little unkind in his eyes, Bing Chen immediately asked: "Who are you?"

"Boy, I'm asking you, please tell me."

There was obviously some urgency in his tone.

"No comment." Bing Chen said coldly.

"You! Humph!"

With another cold snort, the female Yin spirit's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the ice dust flew towards her uncontrollably while holding it in her bare hands.

"elder brother!"

Ling Xuan was startled and grabbed Bing Chen, her spiritual power was running wildly, her eyes instantly turned red, there was a lot of blood outside her body, and a strong wind immediately blew up.

"Xuan'er, don't panic."

Lan Youmeng's voice sounded in Ling Xuan's mind, and her eyes immediately turned to him in prayer.

He looked calm, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, as if he was not worried at all. He nodded slightly to Ling Xuan and said through the voice: "Don't worry."

"Don't tell me!" the female Yin spirit shouted coldly.

Bingchen's eyes were cold, and he looked directly at her, as if he would rather die than surrender.

"court death."

As he raised his hand, a soul whip suddenly formed and whipped towards Bing Chen.

Ling Xuan was shocked and quickly looked at Lan Youmeng, only to see the corners of her mouth slightly raised and her red lips parted slightly as she said, "His name is Bing Chen!"

The whip shadow stopped immediately and was only a few inches away from the ice dust.

"Son of Bingyu, are you sure you want to fight?" Lan Youmeng mocked.

The delicate body of the female Yin spirit in white trembled, but then her expression turned cold and she shouted angrily, "Impossible! If you dare to lie to me, you are seeking death!"

"Believe it or not, there is no need for me to lie to you, a little girl who refuses to rest in peace."
To be continued...