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193 My name is Yu Qianer

In the blink of an eye, there was an extra person on the spiritual platform, and it was a projection of Li Xiang's spiritual consciousness. He had already set up many killer moves in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Once the opponent launches any offensive, he will suffer an extremely fierce counterattack. Even if it is just a projection of spiritual consciousness, it will have an impact on the deity.

But who would have thought that after the other party came in, he would just keep running around. However, Li Xiang's sea of ​​consciousness is extraordinary, especially when practicing "The Art of Creation of Life and Death", he could turn the sea of ​​consciousness into an endless space, connected up and down, left and right, front and back, endless.

"Oh, why did you appear without a sound? You're scared!" The pretty girl turned around and immediately pressed her hand between the towering peaks, wrinkled her small nose at Li Xiang who suddenly appeared.

"If I guess correctly, are you the one who helped that human cultivator?"

"Yes!" Li Xiang knew that the person in front of him was a demon clan, and that most of them were purebred demon clans. His years were much longer than human cultivators.

As long as you practice the demon pill, you can maintain your appearance forever. Although the other party is a pretty girl, it is at least thousands of years old in terms of real age. After all, the strength of the demon saint is clearly there.

"I can feel that you should have nothing to do with that human cultivator, why should you help him?" The pretty girl pressed her slender fingers against her lower lip and looked at Li Xiang in confusion.

"You have nothing to do with him, why do you have to cast such a vicious curse?" Li Xiang was surprised. The pretty boy was so sure that he had no relationship with Zhuge Nan. It should be the other party's racial ability. However, he did not answer directly, but asked back.

"Hmph, he and a group of cultivators besieged a group of demon clans. They just passed by and watched the fun. Did they ever think that they came to besiege them?" The pretty girl seemed angry when she recalled the situation at that time.

"I'm not a soft persimmon, I deserve it!"

Li Xiang can imagine that the attitude of human cultivators towards the demon clan in this era is definitely that one kills one, and two kills one pair, which may have become a situation of never ending.

"The bone erosion curse has tortured him for so long. Even if you have the energy, it should be almost gone. Can you let him go?" Li Xiang had reached an agreement with Zhuge Nan, so he had to save him.

"Are you planning to save him to the end?" The pretty girl's tone suddenly became cold, and it turned cloudy.

"Since I have taken action, I won't give up halfway." Li Xiang can be said to be sitting firmly on Diaoyutai. After all, once the formation stops, the other party's spiritual projection will disappear.

"Okay!" The pretty girl suddenly smiled, cloudy and sunny, and it was indeed a needle under the sea of ​​women's heart. This change of face was as simple and quick as flipping a book.

"Anyway, I can't do anything to you here. If you don't agree to your request, I'm afraid you won't let go of my spiritual projection, right?"

"That's right!" This countermeasure is Li Xiang's killer move. For the demon clan, once the spiritual consciousness is damaged, even a slight will have an impact on future cultivation.

Moreover, the demon race does not have the ability to repair the soul through other methods like human cultivators, and can only rely on the ability of the original body to heal.

In history, many talented demon clans have failed to advance again and again because of their soul damage, and eventually they can only become demons. Therefore, the more advanced the demon clans have, the more they will value the soul.

The pretty girl was already projected by Li Xiang under the Nine Nether Soul Conveyor Array of the Eight Desolation Realm, which was equivalent to plundering a trace of her soul.

Originally, the pretty girl only needed to lift Zhuge Nan's bone-eroding curse, and Li Xiang would release her soul, but how could she want to get that situation at that time?

The reason why she rushed into Li Xiang's sea of ​​consciousness was a last resort, because even if she got rid of the constraints of the Nine Nether Soul Conveyor Array of the Eight Desolation Realm, she could not leave the formation. She naturally had to find someone who controlled the formation. After all, that was the key to breaking the formation.

Because although the Nine Nether Soul Conveyor Array of the Eight Desolation Realms is powerful and magical, it has a fatal weakness, that is, the place where the person in control is located is the array eye. Once it moves slightly, the array eye will disappear and the formation will stop.

"Then we'll make up. I'll lift the bone-eating curse of that human cultivator, and you'll let go of my spiritual projection." The pretty girl pointed at herself first, then at Li Xiang, narrowed her eyes and said with a smile.

"You swear with your own demon soul!" Li Xiang is not a rookie who has just entered the world. He can be said to have a very good understanding of the demon clan. Just verbal promises are definitely not enough. The demon clan is just as cunning as humans.

"You are really careful." The pretty girl was not vague at all. She swears seriously with her demon soul, and then grimaced at Li Xiang.

"This is OK."

"As long as you leave my sea of ​​consciousness, you can go back directly." Li Xiang was not worried that the pretty girl would break her promise. If the other party was willing to use his future to fight Zhuge Nandou, he would have to be helpless. After all, no matter that era, the most terrifying thing is still lifeless.

"My name is Yu Qian'er, what's your name?" The pretty girl suddenly gave a gift. It was an ancient ritual from the demon clan. It would not be used easily. Only those who truly admired would use such etiquette. Obviously, the other party was impressed by Li Xiang's magical means.

"My name is Li Xiang!" Li Xiang knew that this ancient ritual was one of the highest etiquettes of the demon clan in the age of ancient cultivators.

If you don’t understand, you will respond with a polite manner, but you miss the opportunity to interact with the other party, but you must not do anything randomly, otherwise both parties may immediately become enemies.

So he also gave an ancient ritual, which corresponds to Yu Qian'er's ancient ritual, representing the meaning of mutual appreciation.

"Do you actually know this?" Yu Qian'er suddenly smiled and her eyes opened, and her eyes became a little different when she looked at Li Xiang, as if she had already felt a little close.

"By the way, I have a question, just smile if you don't want to."

"You said." Li Xiang nodded, calm and composed.

"How did you get the Nine Nether Soul-Congratulation Array of the Eight Desolation Realms? As far as I know, this formation has long been lost." Yu Qian'er blinked her eyes and asked curiously.

"Don't you do?" Li Xiang remembered clearly that the other party broke free from the constraints of the Nine Nether Soul-Congratulation Array of the Eight Desolation Realm in a very short time.

"What's the same? I'm learning..." Yu Qian'er suddenly reacted and glared at Li Xiang angrily, "Don't I ask you? Why did you ask me?"

Li Xiang smiled silently. Because he was unwilling to lie, it was difficult to explain. Do you want to say that he learned from tens of thousands of years ago?

For this era, this kind of thing is too incredible. Even the powerful Mahayana realm cannot live for that long, because once a human cultivator stops moving forward, he will definitely enter the five declines of heaven and man.
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