"Huh?"

Liang Yan was startled and looked forward intently.

Canglong's face was slightly pale, his true spirit aura was chaotic, and even Baili Xuanyin, which had been half-fused, was actually bleeding from his seven orifices at this time!

"It turns out he was injured!"

Liang Yan suddenly felt enlightened.

No wonder Canglong's spell dissipated in mid-air. It seemed that he had been injured just now, and the injury was not serious. He had only been halfway through this magical power, and he could no longer hold on!

Fortunately, this way, Liang Yan doesn't have to expose himself.

But he still couldn't figure out how Cang Long was injured? Is it because of that inconspicuous wisp of gray energy? Judging from the magical powers he used before, he was still full of energy, so why did he suddenly feel deflated?

Same, can't even maintain the spell?

Liang Yan was puzzled and looked intently, only to see that Cang Long's face was extremely serious.

His integration with Baili Xuanyin was hindered, and the true spirit and the physical body were even repelled. Tumors bulged on the originally handsome cheeks, and the whole body was also undergoing strange changes. It no longer looked like a human being.

Like a monster.

"His spell was interrupted... There was a change in the fusion. What is the origin of that wisp of gray energy? It has such power that even Yasheng cannot resist it?"

Liang Yan felt fear in his heart.

That wisp of inconspicuous gray energy was now tightly wrapped around Canglong's true spirit, like gangrene attached to the bone. No matter how Canglong tried his best, he could not drive it away.

Liang Yan's eyes were fixed on that wisp of gray air. Suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Why...I feel a little familiar. Have I seen this thing somewhere?"

Liang Yan frowned slightly and carefully recalled his previous experiences, trying to find the origin of his anger.

However, after thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't remember where he had seen it before. He just felt a sense of familiarity...

Just when Liang Yan was puzzled, the void suddenly opened above Canglong's head, and then a ray of rays of light shot out, enveloping Canglong's true spirit.

"ah!"

In the twilight, Canglong let out a scream.

There was already a problem with his fusion, and he became neither human nor ghost. At this time, under the shroud of the glow, he began to slowly melt, and his body gradually turned into a puddle of mud. Although he still had limbs and facial features, he was ugly.

Unbearable.

At the same time, a voice as gentle as jade came from the void:

“Fellow Daoist Canglong, how does my ‘Beiming Immortal Mirror’ taste?”

Hearing this voice, Canglong's expression suddenly changed.

"It's you!"

Amid the exclamation, Cang Long looked up and saw the cracks in the void gradually spreading. After a moment, two figures walked out side by side.

One of them is wearing a blue gown and has a gentle and elegant temperament. He is none other than Ji Wuchen, a casual cultivator from Changliu Mountain during the Twelve Transformations!

There is another person, dressed in plain clothes and as elegant as a chrysanthemum, but he is Lin Suxin, who was known as the "wonderful doctor" during the twelve transformations!

"Why are they?"

Liang Yan hid in the dark, with a look of surprise on his face.

He thought of many possibilities, it might be Demon Lord Qingyun, or Sima Han, or even Li Yile, but he never thought about these two people.

Judging from their previous performances, their magical powers were mediocre and their personalities were indifferent and natural. During the past few days in Wuzhuang Mountain, Demon Lord Qingyun and Sima Han had been secretly stirring up the storm, but nothing unusual was discovered about these two people.

But now, this weird scene has actually happened!

In the dark space, Ji Wuchen walked in the air with a smile on his face, like a gentle scholar who made people fall in love with him at a glance.

There was an ancient white jade mirror suspended above his head. The glow that enveloped Canglong just now came from this ancient mirror.

"Fellow Daoist Canglong, you're fine!" Ji Wuchen chuckled.

"Huh! I made a mistake."
Chapter completed!