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Hearing the words Corpse Soul Array, almost everyone was confused. They all knew that it was an evil secret method second only to the three forbidden arts. It was a kind of evil medicine sect. As the world's number one medicine sect master, , what Hanlin Saint Hand said will never be wrong.

Jiang Xi is also a person who is good at using medicine. Jiang Xi has been familiar with the word "Corpse Soul Array" since he was a child. Therefore, he reacts faster than ordinary people. He almost rushes to the barrier in one go. The silver phoenix is ​​drawn out and his spiritual power is full. Hit hard towards the center of the barrier!

"Zheng!"

The swords collided and fireworks flew everywhere. At that moment, Xu Shuanglin quickly appeared in front of the Soul Barrier and drew his sword to block Jiang Xi's weapon, with a cold light in his eyes.

"This is all I want for the rest of my life. Don't even think about getting even half a step closer."

Jiang Xi said angrily: "What do you want for the rest of your life, is that the fish will die and the net will fall apart?"

Xu Shuanglin gritted his teeth and said, "That's nonsense!" His hand holding the sword couldn't help trembling, his veins popped out, and his cheeks turned red.

Jiang Xi said: "You are already covered with wounds. What will happen even if you become a corpse demon? How many more people will be buried with you?"

"What corpse demon? What kind of burial?! Open your eyes and let me see clearly, where is this-"

"brush!"

Just when Jiang Xi was restraining Xu Shuanglin, an arrow filled with spiritual power was shot out of nowhere, and it shot towards the barrier behind the two of them at high speed.

"don't want--!"

Xu Shuanglin, who has always been with the old god, let out a horrifying scream for the first time tonight, "Stop!!"

Almost at the moment when he was distracted, Xu Shuanglin was struck by Jiang Xi's falling sword. In an instant, blood spurted out. He knelt down suddenly in pain, but his eyes were crazy and desperate. What he saw was not that his own flesh was cut off and exposed. His arms were bone-white, his eyes were cracked, but they were facing in the direction of the barrier.

His face was still splattered with blood, his eyes were bulging, and his lips were trembling.

Such a look of fear never appeared on Nangong Xu's face in the past, or on Xu Shuanglin's face later.

He was trembling, his palms maintaining the posture of exerting spiritual power.

In this blow, he almost used all his strength, just to block the cold arrow in front of the formation.

He succeeded.

Xu Shuanglin gasped, blood was pouring out of the arm that was cut by Jiang Xi, and blood foam was oozing from the corner of his mouth, but he saw that the feather arrow was successfully blocked and shattered under his spiritual power. At this moment, his green-white lips trembled, and he managed to squeeze out a smile.

At this time, Mo Ran heard Shi Mo whispering softly beside him: "This... this is not the corpse demon formation."

His words were heard by Huang Xiaoyue, who twisted his beard and snorted coldly: "You are so young, you are not ashamed? How can the Cold Scale Sage be wrong in saying that it is a zombie demon formation?"

Shi Mo shook his head resolutely: "The corpse demon formation is not like this."

"I said you are a person with poisonous eyes in the hands of the Medicine Sect, or are you poisonous in the eyes?"

The teacher was about to say more, but Mo Ran held him down.

"Teacher, don't talk nonsense to this old man." Mo Ran said, "Are you sure this is not the corpse demon formation?"

"It's just an image, but it's definitely not the case. The corpse demon formation has the sheen of fish scales. Although there is light on this formation, it is coherent and not flaky."

At this time, Jiang Xi, who was in front of the formation, said angrily: "Nangong Xu, what kind of medicine are you selling in the gourd?!"

Xu Shuanglin ignored him at all. The formation exuded dazzling brilliance. He dragged his badly damaged body all the way to the formation, with blood dripping all over the floor.

The smile on his face became more and more obvious, and the radiance of the magic circle illuminated his face, which actually gave off a sense of high spirits, making him look like a young man on horseback for an instant.

He murmured: "It's almost over..."

He raised his hand and lightly touched the surface of the formation. When his fingertips fell, ripples appeared.

He seemed to be about to meet an old friend who had been separated for many years, a relative who had been away for a long time. Neither the hideous injuries nor the rotten body could stop him from feeling happy.

His eyes were bright, and he kept mumbling: "It's almost... it's almost, there's still a little bit left..."

The strong wind surging around suddenly stopped, the thick clouds dispersed, and a full moon appeared in the sky. Xu Shuanglin opened his eyes wide with hope. He was shaking again, but this time it was not because of fear, but because of excitement, uncontrollable excitement.

"Master..."

Everyone discovered that golden light suddenly floated in the barrier, and then a crystalline spiritual core emerged. The barrier continuously sent brilliance to the center of the spiritual core, and the countless threads gradually condensed into a human form——

"Is it Luo Fenghua?!"

"It's Luo Fenghua!"

Luo Fenghua, who had been dead for many years, appeared on the Confucian Soul Calling Stage like this! A flowering orange tree appeared in the boundary flowing with golden light, with white petals flying and falling. Luo Fenghua, dressed in a Confucian sky-blue crane, was sitting under the tree, playing the harp with his eyes closed.

He was still a shadow, a blurry, mirror-like scene. Only the reborn ghost spirit core obtained from the underworld is real, radiating light under that void body.

"Three or four flowers fall in the pond, and strings chirp once or twice on the shore."

A gentle man's voice came from the center of the spiritual core calmly.

Luo Fenghua, who was under the flower tree, was continuing his letter and singing softly a tune from Shu.

"The best years are when you are young, with light hooves and fast horses, and you can see all the flowers in the world..."

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