"That's right."

Faced with Bai Zi's questioning, Li Yunsheng's answer was still very calm.

"Just like what you did to my senior brother before."

He said lightly as he walked towards the white envoy.

"No, it's impossible! It's definitely not you!"

Bai Shi shook his head, and he denied it with great certainty.

"You are not my Yan Zhu, how could I have the only soul-controlling technique of Yan Zhu!"

He doesn't believe.

But even though he said that, the severe pain of the broken teeth in his mouth made him feel chilled.

"Although it was absolutely impossible for this kid to do it, my soul was indeed controlled by someone just now."

Bai Shi thought to himself with fear.

"Who? Who is the one who is secretly causing trouble?"

Bai Qi looked up at the sky and asked.

Even at this moment, he still didn't want to admit that he had just controlled his soul and was Li Yunsheng.

"Are you okay?"

The black envoy was asking the white envoy, but she was about to come over.

"Don't come over, this kid's attachment must have hidden masters who think they are very good at using souls. Hei Lao, you are here to protect the young master, I'll deal with it here!"

Seeing that the black envoy was about to come over, the white envoy immediately stopped him with great excitement.

He had already determined that Li Yunsheng had thought that a master would help him, and that this person was as good as using the power of the soul like him.

The black envoy is not allowed to get close to it because the white envoy is very clear. The black envoy is not good at using the power of soul. If he rashly stepped into the area controlled by the person's soul, it would be easy for the other party to control the soul. Once the black envoy is controlled by the other party, the situation on the field will not be controlled by the white envoy.

"Young Master?"

Bai Zhi's cautious appearance at this time also made Hei Zhi's steps hesitate. He turned around and looked at Qin Ke.

"Look at it."

Qin Ke frowned and touched the black ring on the middle finger of his left hand.

It took such a lot of effort to deal with a boy, which made him a little unhappy.

"Back back!"

Suddenly, Bai Zhi shouted and signaled Hei Zhi to retreat.

Then he saw that his five blood banners were flying around his and Li Yunsheng's heads like five cold winds, and a thick red ghost aura flew up around the white messenger.

"Blood prison!"

Bai Shi clasped his hand with one hand and clenched his fists and palms. When he heard a "boom", a series of red ghost energy pillars locked Li Yunsheng and him in it like a substance.

"I see how you can hide!"

Bai Zi glanced at Li Yunsheng and said with a grin.

This blood prison is a change in the ghost coffin of Yan Yu. Compared with the ghost coffin that is enough to resist the full strength of a real-life sword cultivator, the blood prison can block any external soul attack.

At this time, Bai Zhi set up a blood prison around him and Li Yunsheng, naturally to resist the soul attack of the person behind Li Yunsheng.

Even at this moment, his eyes did not stop on Li Yunsheng, but believed that there must be outsiders behind Li Yunsheng.

"You probably got it wrong. There is no one here except me and you guys."

After looking at the blood prison that emitted a pungent bloody smell, my steps continued to walk straight towards the white man.

"I am the one who controls your soul."

He said as he walked calmly.

"It's good that you're still so stubborn!"

Bai Yi waved his hand, and five blood banners fell down and inserted into the ground with a whizz.

"I will let you taste the torture of Avici Hell today and see if that person can save you!"

Just as the five-sided blood banner fell, Li Yunsheng felt that the world around him turned into a sea of ​​blood in a flash, and a scene of purgatory suddenly appeared around him, and he himself was nailed to a large stone slab.

"You are sober during your lifetime, provoking discord and slandering others. Now you are punished for your tongue-pulling punishment!"

After a while, the majestic voice of Bai made a sound throughout the world. Then Li Yunsheng, who was lying down, saw an extremely huge figure standing in front of him like a god.

He looked carefully and saw that the figure was the white messenger.

As soon as the words were finished, several little ghosts rushed towards him with rusty blades.

"With the help of the ghost resentment on the five hundred ghost blood banners and the power of the soul, you can turn a small world into your realm. Yan Yu's formless art is indeed magical, compared to the soul-controlling art, it is a bit of a pediatric technique."

After looking at the little ghosts, Li Yunsheng, who still looked calm, looked up at the towering white messenger and said lightly.

"Hmph, how can you evaluate my Yan Zhuo Wuxian's art of evaluating it?"

Bai Shi snorted coldly when he heard this.

"What did you just say? How did you know that I used the formless technique?!"

The white mess suddenly reacted, and Li Yunsheng actually revealed it in one sentence. The art of using the formless technique.

"So that's it! So that's it! I didn't expect that this master had the ability to break through my blood prison, and he was so strong. Why not show up and meet Mr. Bai?"

Before Li Yunsheng could answer, the white man said loudly as if he suddenly realized.

It turned out that the person he thought that he had seen through his martial arts was the person he had always been hiding in the dark to help Li Yunsheng.

"It seems that sometimes people are too smart, it's not good to be too smart."

After looking at the white messenger, Li Yunsheng murmured to himself, and then he suddenly struggled and sat up from the blood-stained stone slab.

As he sat down, the little devils who were about to stab him at him suddenly seemed to have become petrified, and they all kept the excited expression on their faces, standing still.

"This master, his methods are indeed amazing. He can actually modify the illusion created by my formless art!"

Bai Shi sneered and exclaimed.

"However, entering the illusion of the ring under the control of other people's souls is a taboo for soul cultivators."

Bai Shi's huge body suddenly moved, his arm suddenly raised, and then he pointed to the area where Li Yunsheng was.

With just one finger, the wind and clouds surging between this finger, and in an instant, all the area where Li Yunsheng was originally located turned into ashes.

But to his surprise, Li Yunsheng was still standing there safely, looking at him calmly.

"You are a timid rat hiding in the dark! Even if you have thousands of abilities, this place is my world after all! Die!"

As he said that, he saw that the white messenger was like a huge evil Buddha, whose huge body wrapped in red ghost energy fell down like a mountain and smashed towards Li Yunsheng.

With a loud "boom", the entire space turned into nothingness under the white angry punch, as if as he said, he was the master of this world.

"You've made a mistake again."

Just when Bai Zhi thought that Li Yunsheng's consciousness was smashed into ashes by his "punch", Li Yunsheng's voice suddenly rang out in this empty "world".

Just under Bai Qiong's huge fist, Li Yunsheng stood there calmly, dragging Bai Qiong's fist with a very relaxed look on his hand.

"You are the one who enters the illusion under the control of other people's souls."

Li Yunsheng grabbed his hand suddenly and pierced the huge fist directly.

"I am the master of this 'world'."

As he said that, Li Yunsheng picked up his huge body and threw it out suddenly.

With Li Yunsheng's throwing, the illusion suddenly disappeared.

"What's going on? You're obviously trapped in my illusion!"

The white soul, whose soul was traumatized, lay on the ground and looked at Li Yunsheng with an incredible look on his face.

"There is a saying in Yan Yu's formless art, you think you are awake, but in fact you are not awake at all."

Li Yunsheng walked to Bai's envoy.

"From the time you promised my request, your soul has been sleeping in my soul."

He looked down at Bai Qiong and said lightly.

"How come you have the technique of my Yan Yu Formless Art?"

After hearing Li Yunsheng's words that only after learning about the Art of Foresight, Bai was shocked. He didn't understand how a disciple of Qiu Shui could get their Yan Yu's martial arts.

"Thank you, my senior brother."

Li Yunsheng looked at the long-lived lock on his wrist.

"He not only reads your Yan Yu's things about my master, but also looks at your Yan Yu's skills."

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