Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

The realm of dark soul.

Su Yanran and Sheng Shike returned to He Qiuhua with extremely embarrassed expressions.

Sheng Shike said: "Lord He, why can't we touch her blood?"

Wenren Jiuxiao said faintly: "If the boss knew what was going on, would he still be waiting here?"

The others looked at Wenren Jiuxiao.

He Qiuhua, however, kept looking in the direction of Feng Qingran.

Wenren Jiuxiao asked: "Why are you looking at me like this? You should know Feng Qingran better than me, right?"

Sheng Shike's face looked even uglier.

Yuzhi lowered her head and said nothing.

Wen Yun said four words while thinking, "She is terrible."

Su Yanran's eyes flickered and she remained silent.

She remembered very clearly that Feng Qingran had been reborn several times, and she had used various methods during these times to try to erase Feng Qingran's will to survive.

As long as Feng Qingran loses the will to live.

Then her soul could be completely replaced.

However, Feng Qingran never gave up her belief in life so many times.

Su Yanran looked at He Qiuhua, "Master He, do you have any way to deal with her?"

He Qiuhua looked at Su Yanran sarcastically, "I do have a way to deal with her, but that's when there are no restrictions on my soul."

"But you should know why the restriction on my soul has not been removed, right?"

Feng Qingran really played a veiled conspiracy at the beginning.

Before Feng Qingran left, she told Su Yanran in front of her how they would strengthen the restrictions on her body.

Later, she really had no chance to remove the restrictions on her soul.

Even her clones are not allowed to enter the Primordial Realm.

You can only send points in.

He Qiuhua recalled the scene where Su Yanran and eight other people joined forces to reinforce her restrictions, and felt it was both ironic and real.

Su Yanran seemed to be blind to He Qiuhua's ridicule, and said slowly: "Master He, if a person does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. If you were us, wouldn't you be the same as us?"

He Qiuhua said: "I am as shameless as you, but don't expect me to understand you."

Wenren Jiuxiao said: "Master He, we all have restrictions, but you don't. This doesn't make sense."

Wenren Jiuxiao stood on Su Yanran's side this time.

Yuzhi, who had been silent the whole time, asked, "Why didn't Hezhu, Wuyou, Jiang Qianyu and Yinyi wake up?"

He Qiuhua said: "Jiang Qianyu has split off too many souls, and he won't be able to wake up in a short time. As for Wuyou and Yinyi, I don't know."

This time, Wenren Jiuxiao's expression changed slightly, "Did you find anything wrong?"

"Isn't it Feng Qingran who's wrong?"

"No, something is slowly draining the vitality from me, and the deathly aura around me is getting thicker."

"Wenren Jiuxiao, are you confused in your sleep? Isn't it normal for the vitality in your body to be lost in the fight against the dead energy?"

Yuzhi said: "What Wenren said is very likely true. The vitality in me is also being drained away."

She is the weakest among the nine.

There is no say at all.

She would mostly remain silent unless necessary.

When the others heard Yuzhi's words, they all became aware of their own situations.

Now they all discovered the big problem.

There really is something slowly draining the life out of their bodies.

At this moment, the blood bead condensed into a drop of blood.

The drop of blood suddenly emitted a dazzling bright light.

He Qiuhua wanted to peek at something, but was blocked by the light.

He Qiuhua's eyes were cold. Feng Qingran wanted to regain her life, so why didn't the Green Lotus of Creation come out?

After a while, the light disappeared and Feng Qingran's figure reappeared.

He Qiuhua discovered that Feng Qingran’s strength had reached level ten, level three.

Feng Qingran glanced at the people present and smiled brightly, "Everyone, long time no see."

No one said a word.

They all attacked Feng Qingran.

He Qiuhua wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Everyone's attacks fell on Feng Qingran at an extremely fast speed, trying to kill Feng Qingran.

When Feng Qingran sensed the power gathering around her, she immediately formed a magic seal with her hands, and billions of sword blades flew out of her body.

Feng Qingran's body was also shattered by several terrifying and boundless forces.

Only a few blood beads were left floating.

He Qiuhua frowned when he saw this scene. It was like this again. What was Feng Qingran doing?

puff! ——

The situation of Su Yanran, Wen Yun, Sheng Shike, Yuzhi and Wenren Jiuxiao vomiting blood at the same time distracted He Qiuhua.

When He Qiuhua looked over, he found that the five people were unable to dodge all the swords and were all injured.

The level 10, 8th realm was injured by the power of the level 10, 3rd realm?

He Qiuhua also didn't know what to say.

Suddenly He Qiuhua realized something, her face changed suddenly, and she took out a black gourd.

The gourd turned into several shadows.

The shadow flew towards the blood beads.

When they collided, the entire Dark Soul Realm was shaking.

He Qiuhua's eyes were as cold as ice as he stared at the blood beads.

Feng Qingran is absorbing the power from them!

The shadow of the gourd disappeared.

There seemed to be a shadow over He Qiuhua.

A black formation emerged above the Sea of ​​Soul Burial.

The array pattern is shaped like chains, intertwined and entangled.

Hidden between the array patterns are strangely shaped beasts.

He Qiuhua threw the gourd in his hand into the center of the formation.

A huge crack appeared in the sky.

Blood-red lightning flashed.

Extremely thick.

"Sacrifice to destroy thunder!" Wenren Jiuxiao said in surprise.

He had only seen this thunder used once by Qiuhua.

When Feng Qingran placed a restriction on He Qiuhua, He Qiuhua was the one who attracted this thunder tribulation.

At that time, Feng Qingran was at level 10, realm 10, but he could only withstand three sacrificial thunders.

Then he fled from here in a hurry.

Then came the news of the Guardian's fall.

He guessed that Feng Qingran's death that year was related to this thunder.

Currently Feng Qingran is only at level 10, level 3, and cannot withstand this thunder at all.

Of course, using sacrificial thunder is a lose-lose method.

The Realm of Dark Soul is not a place where heaven and earth are complete.

After this sacrificial thunder is used up, the Dark Soul Realm is also in danger of collapse.

The other people's faces changed when they used thunder with Qiuhua.

With Qiuhua being like this, Feng Qingran would definitely find it difficult to deal with her.

As thunder and lightning brewed above the sky, Feng Qingran's figure appeared again.

This time, Feng Qingran’s realm is level ten, level eight.

Wenren Jiuxiao looked at Feng Qingran in shock. Even if Feng Qingran was at the tenth level and tenth realm before, she would not encounter any mental problems before entering the tenth level and tenth realm.

But how did Feng Qingran refine so much power in such a short period of time?

Where do these forces come from?

This is the Realm of Dark Soul, but there is no power suitable for Feng Qingran to practice.

The others obviously thought so too.

Sheng Shike was puzzled and asked, "Master He, how did she do it?"

He Qiuhua did not answer the questions.

She controlled the thunder and struck Feng Qingran.

The power of thunder and lightning formed a giant snake and rushed towards Feng Qingran.

In an instant, the place where Feng Qingran was turned into nothingness.