In the void, a cold but extremely beautiful face was quietly looking at the villa below that imitated Xiaonan's family.

The blood-colored array above does not have a strong shielding function, it is just a simple defense, and it is mainly used to prevent the escape of demonic energy or some residual spirits.

As for external protection, it basically depends on the blood demon who presided over the formation.

A pair of smart pupils on Qinglong's face glanced at Wa Tiehua, and frowned slightly: "This guy seems to be quite brave, I really believe that I won't have any bad thoughts!"

He snorted lightly, and his pupils narrowed slightly, as if a light of spiritual light flashed gently. A faint but golden light appeared on the pupils. Looking down, it seemed that nothing could stop her from snooping.

"This guy has a lot of good things..."

After a glance, a hint of surprise appeared on his cold face, and he murmured: "This demon-refining Bagua magic weapon also looks like a broken magic weapon, but its power is quite weak, and it should be a defect in the core of the array plate!"

"That pure thunder should not be emitted by this object, so what treasure is hidden in this guy?"

Above the cold face, the curiosity became stronger and stronger.

People were watching from above, and Fun Xiaonan was busy nervously below.

In the middle of the Seven Star Soul-Suppressing Lamp, Xiaobei was still lying quietly.

Fon Xiaonan sat aside. Two feet in front of him, the Nine Palaces and Bagua Plate was slowly rotating, and a cluster of spiritual light rose from the plate, trapping the magic spirit bead as big as a thumb in the center.

The soft Xiaonan gently protected the surroundings of the spiritual light with his hands, and a layer of tiny electric flowers between his hands formed a flashing ball.

The spiritual light of the Nine Palaces and Bagua Pan eroded and squeezed towards the demon spirit bead in the middle, and strands of mixed demonic energy were forced out and then purified by the electric flower.

Originally, the lack of souls is basically nothing to replenish. After all, the soul is the most wonderful and the foundation of human beings. If it is gone, there will naturally be no spiritual objects to replenish. Even if it is supplemented with spiritual objects, it will be just a foolish person.

Only this heavenly demon spirit, because it has the little northern soul integrated into it and has no repulsion, so it can be used for repair!

The origin of the demons outside the domain is magical and pure, and is the wisp of the essence of the demon spirit, which absorbs countless souls and creatures, and contains countless emotions and six desires. These countless distracting thoughts are the most terrifying.

Therefore, all the demonic energy transformed by these distracting thoughts must be transformed away, and only this little essence of the demon spirit can be used to make up for Xiao Bei's missing soul and spirit.

Time passed by minute by minute, Xiaonan still closed his eyes slightly, and the electric flower in his hand flashed gently, and the demon spirit bead gradually became smaller and smaller. In the end, only the size of a mung bean was left, floating quietly on the Nine Palaces and Bagua Plate.

The remaining one is pure black and breathless, like a black hole, as if even light is about to be sucked into it.

"Huh!" Looking at the purely refined demon spirit bead, Xiao Nan breathed a long sigh of relief, and his heart that had been hanging tightly, let it go a little, and finally refine the demon spirit to the pure.

Since that person has not taken action yet, I think he will not stop him or have another idea about the Demon Spirit Pearl.

Otherwise, this period of time will be the best time for the other party to take action.

He looked at Xiaobei lying in the soul-suppressing lamp, and then looked at the demon spirit beads floating on the Nine Palace Bagua Card. Xiaonan was silent for a moment, and then pointed it gently.

The Demon Spirit Bead floated gently and followed his fingers toward Xiaobei's forehead.

But when this finger was still two inches away from Xiao Beimei's spiritual platform, it suddenly stopped again; just as he was hesitating, a voice sounded: "Have you really thought about it?"

"If this continues, you will never regret it. Once there is a problem, you will either kill him or stay with him for the rest of your life; even if there is no problem for the time being, you will always take care of him! Moreover, you will face everyone, even the entire spiritual cultivation for him in the future!"

The cold voice sounded in his ears, and he seemed not surprised. He just kept silent for a moment, and his fingers gently lit it without hesitation.

The demon spirit bead the size of a mung bean was like a fish entering the water, and instantly merged into the spirit platform and disappeared.

The silent Xiaobei instantly opened his eyes and tightened his hands to sit up; Xiaonan gently stroked his fingers and said in a low voice: "Zhen!"

The seven originally silent green lamps, the bean-sized flames, suddenly stretched towards the middle, and a layer of seemingly faint green light shrouded towards Xiaonan in the middle.

Surrounded by the faint green light, Brother Fang secretly rolled his eyes and lay back on the ground again, but he couldn't tremble all over, as if he wanted to struggle, and got up again.

The elongated flame slowly returned to its position, but it was no longer the size of a soybean, but became slender. In the air, there was no wind, and it swayed gently from side to side.

"The soul returns, the soul returns to the original state, and the soul returns to the original state. Let's leave, my blood conquers the spirit!"

With a light shout from Xiaonan, a drop of blood popped out from the index finger of Xiaonan's right hand and dripped on the spiritual platform of Xiaobei.

This drop of blood, like a red bead, rolled gently on the spiritual platform of the eyebrows and heart, and condensed without dissipating.

As the drop of blood dripped, Fun Xiaobei finally stopped trembling and returned to his first calmness.

"The town has been full of 7749 days!"

The cold voice slowly rose again: "If there is no abnormal movement within forty-nine days, this matter will be temporarily stable; if there is any mistake, I will naturally not allow him!"

After hearing this, Fun Xiaonan lowered his head and was silent for a moment before slowly speaking, saying, "Thank you!"

However, there was no response to the cold sound since then, only Xiaonan sat cross-legged beside the soul-suppressing lamp, quietly watching the blood drops between Xiaobei's eyebrows, and kept rolling...

On the top of the West Mountain, there was a huge rock, and Yang was sitting cross-legged with his eyes down.

In front of him was a small tea tray, two cups of a pot of tea, and seemed to be waiting for someone.

The mountain breeze blew gently, as if the guests had not arrived yet, but Yang seemed to be in a hurry at all, just sitting there, waiting leisurely.

Suddenly, opposite him, a figure appeared gently, kneeling down from opposite him, very orthodox.

Of course, it may not be because she wore a short skirt!

"I've seen the guard!" The girl's face was cold and she bowed her hands gently.

Yang also smiled slightly, bowed and said, "I have seen the Supreme Cultivator!"

"Please use tea!"

"good!"

The girl reached out and picked up the teacup, took a sip, and a little strange color appeared on her face. After a little aftertaste, a faint smile appeared on her cold face, and she nodded and said, "Good tea!"
Chapter completed!