The beam attack of this flying shuttle is very powerful.

It was equivalent to a full-strength blow from a Nascent Soul cultivator. Now, three beams were fired at the Tsing Yi Hierarch in one breath. With the superimposed power, even an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator would probably be killed in an instant.

However, the Qingyi leader's spiritual consciousness was very sharp. When he was escaping, he always observed the situation around him. Because Lin Feng suffered a loss once, he became more afraid of death and cautious this time.

As soon as he felt the crisis, he immediately exhausted all the energy in his body and adopted a trick similar to "teleportation".

Boom!

The three beams of light missed the target and did not hit the Qing Yi Hierarch. Instead, they shot directly into the sea.

It caused countless waves and whirlpools, and a large number of fish in the sea died and floated to the surface of the sea.

"Come out! Lin Feng, this flying shuttle can only be launched three times at a time, and then it needs to be recharged for an hour before it can attack again..."

He flew up again and stood in front of the flying shuttle. The Qingyi leader laughed heartily and said, "It's like there is a way to heaven if you don't take it, but there is no way to hell. I was just thinking about where to find it."

What about you! I didn’t expect you to come to my door yourself..."

"Who are you? Who exactly are you? After taking away Yuan Lin's body, how is Yuan Lin doing now?"

Lin Feng and Qin Yanran came out of the flying shuttle and confronted the Qingyi Grand Master.

"Who am I? Don't you know yet? Lin Feng...if I hadn't been sharp and able to escape Nascent Soul earlier, I would have been blasted to pieces by your Nine Heavens Divine Thunder."

The Grand Master in Tsing Yi chuckled and said, "But this body is countless times better than my original one, and there are no side effects at all after taking the body. It is indeed a king's corpse carefully cultivated by the Corpse Yin Sect where the evil god is...

…”

"What? You...you are the Grand Master of Qingyi? It turns out...you are not dead at all!"

Upon hearing the words of the Qingyi Grand Master, Lin Feng immediately knew his true identity.

"Lin Feng, let's join forces! Kill him!"

Qin Yanran was more decisive and did not intend to talk nonsense with the Tsing Yi Grand Master. She took out the Human Emperor Pen and pointed at the Tsing Yi Grand Master.

"Well! Yanran, this Qingyi leader is very cunning. He couldn't be killed even if he was hit with the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder like last time. This time, we must ********." Lin Feng nodded and also took out the weapon.

The azure sword pointed at the Qingyi Grand Master.

"Hahaha... this time! I will let you die without a burial place, because... I have the help of the evil god. You two dolls, just wait to be judged by the evil god!"

Having said that! The Tsing Yi Grand Master threw out the black mysterious altar again, and a huge formation suddenly appeared inside.

Sizzle...

This large formation, equipped with its own power grid, was filled with a restraining force and rushed directly towards Lin Feng and Qin Yanran.

"Yanran, worry..."

Lin Feng hurriedly dodged and reminded Qin Yanran, "This is a forbidden magic weapon! Once it is touched, your spiritual consciousness will be sealed..."

"It's just a little trick!"

Qin Yanran smiled slightly. She seemed to have her own way of dealing with this kind of forbidden magic weapon. She pointed a little at the power grid with the Human Emperor's Pen.

Bang!

In an instant, the forbidden power grid exploded. It turned out that Qin Yanran's Human Emperor Pen was an immortal weapon, powerful enough to break through this magic weapon-level power grid.

"Don't be complacent! You stinky girl, the evil god has more than just these methods..."

As soon as the Qingyi Grand Master finished speaking, another burst of strange music immediately erupted from the black altar.

This melancholy sound is very confusing, and I don’t know what kind of props it is used to make. After listening to it, people’s ears softened and their eyes began to become blurred.

Even though Qin Yanran was holding an immortal weapon and her cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul stage, she could not resist this all-pervasive music, and her eyes gradually became blurred.

"Yanran, don't be affected by this sound, wake up quickly!"

Lin Feng, who had learned the Tianyin voice from Su Zixuan, immediately felt the power of the sound, and immediately vibrated his vocal cords, imitating the power of the Tianyin voice, and sang: "You are mine... Xiaoya

Little Apple, I can never love you too much..."

Under Lin Feng's noise, Qin Yanran recovered from her lost state in an instant.

"How strange! Lin Feng, at that moment, I felt like I was asleep, but... I was conscious again..." Qin Yanran shook her head and woke up.

But at this time, the Qingyi Grand Master waved a long whip magic weapon in his hand, but he took the opportunity to sneak up on him.

"Well done! Today, we will make it impossible for you to come back and never let you escape again."

Lin Feng immediately rushed forward with his azure sword, and fought with the long whip of the Qingyi leader.

"Lin Feng, let me help you!"

Qin Yanran also followed closely. Her Human Emperor Brush floated in the air bit by bit, and actually formed a large net, which was directly thrown towards the Qing Yi Grand Master. Moreover, Lin Feng was

There is no impact at all, it can pass through directly, it is really magical.

"Yanran, be careful! Don't hurt Yuan Lin's body. After a while, my spiritual consciousness will rush in and, together with Yuan Lin's spiritual consciousness, drive out the Nascent Soul of the Qingyi leader."

The distance was so close, so Lin Feng could feel that Yuan Lin's spirit still existed in the body of the Qingyi leader, but it was just suppressed by him.

Therefore, what Lin Feng has to do now is to imprison the body of the Qingyi Grand Master, and then use his spiritual consciousness to penetrate into it and save Yuan Lin's soul.

"Okay! My dragnet will be drawn soon, Lin Feng... you have to control the rhythm!"

Qin Yanran has been in Shanhe Shejitu for more than ten years, so in Lin Feng's view, she has matured a lot, and is even more familiar with cultivation spells and methods than Lin Feng.

"Ah! Lord Evil God, please help me! Let me kill these two heretics!"

Being trapped bit by bit by Qin Yanran's dragnet, the Qingyi leader let out a roar of resignation from his throat, screaming wildly for his evil god to help him.

However, the black altar not far away did not move at all, as if the two moves just now had used up all the power.

After a while, the Qingyi Grand Master was trapped by Qin Yanran's dragnet and couldn't move at all.
Chapter completed!