Spiritual Recovery: The Strongest Replication System

After Qin Mu drove back the black air with his whisk, he discovered the fact that the three of them had been completely enveloped by the black air.

"Too bad." Zhang Yi lamented immediately.

No matter from which angle you look at it now, there are only patches of thick black air left.

Even under their feet, there is black air constantly groping and approaching, slowly but very steadily.

"Don't panic, self-disorder is the scariest thing." Qin Mu lowered his voice, speaking a little slowly.

His voice was unremarkable, but at this moment it was like a potion to wake people up from confusion.

Xiaoyue and Zhang Yi suddenly had a backbone, and both cheered up again.

Spiritual power is limited, and so is Zhang Yi's spell.

Under Qin Mu's thinking, the positions under the three people's feet shrank again and again.

It wasn't until they were back to back that they determined a position to defend.

"I suspect we are in the spiritual frame." Qin Mu took some time to deal with the black air, and told Xiaoyue and Zhang Yi what he had been wanting to say before.

"Then how do we get out now?" Xiaoyue knew exactly what the spirit frame was, so she responded quickly.

Zhang Yi didn't know very well, but he didn't have time to talk nonsense, so he just kept quiet and just listened to their conversation.

Xiaoyue's question was on point, but Qin Mu had no way to answer it.

He looked in the direction where the window was before, "I don't know what to do, but that window may be our breakthrough."

Unexpectedly, with the efforts of these few words, the black air became more and more rampant, and the whisk that was originally used to protect the body was not as bright as before.

The light it emits is gradually fading, as if being corroded, or swallowed by something.

Qin Mu's cold sweat slid down from the corner of his forehead, the black air seemed to realize that the whisk was getting weaker, and the speed of pressing towards the three people gradually accelerated.

All three felt a strong evil spirit.

They are just mortals with naked eyes. Under the erosion of evil energy, their bodies began to gradually ache.

It was like being pierced by extremely small and thin needles to every part of the body.

Soon, the expressions of Qin Mu and his group became painful, and Xiaoyue even turned pale, as if she was about to faint at any time.

"I can't sit still! Brother Qin!" Zhang Yi also broke out in cold sweat from the pain, and he howled loudly at Qin Mu.

Qin Mu sensed something was wrong, and was about to reach out to stop Zhang Yi, but Zhang Yi's speed was much faster than he expected.

Zhang Yi rushed towards the black air, was instantly enveloped by the black air, and disappeared in front of Qin Mu.

Xiaoyue witnessed this scene with her own eyes, and before Qin Mu could remind her, tears fell one after another, "I don't want to die!"

"I won't die." Qin Mu gritted his teeth and replied, having some thoughts in his mind.

It's almost a matter of life and death, and I don't care about other things.

The formula for summoning the evil dragon seemed to be engraved in Qin Mu's mind. Just as he thought about it, the formulas came out one after another.

Qin Mu simply followed the formula in his mind.

He stretched out his left hand, and continued to strike out with his thoughts. The golden dragon printed on his arm shone brightly, but it was exactly the same as the black air.

The golden dragon roared continuously on Qin Mu's arm as if it had come to life, and then flew out, hanging directly in mid-air.

It didn't fully show its original shape, it just maintained the size on Qin Mu's arm.

As the roar of the golden dragon dissipated, it opened its mouth and sucked lightly.

In the blink of an eye, the black air in front of him continuously entered its mouth.

Like some nourishing food, as the black air was continuously devoured by the golden dragon, the light on its body became more and more dazzling.

As the black air gradually disappeared, everything in front of him began to become blurred.

The scene changed again and again, and finally turned into the open space where Liu Wan was taken away by Black and White Impermanence.

There were dead bodies on the ground, and Xiaoyue even stepped on the hand of one of the dead bodies.

Xiaoyue screamed, and quickly raised her foot to lean towards Qin Mu's side.

At this time, Qin Mu had no spare time to comfort Xiaoyue.

His eyes were fixed on the person in front of him.

It's Fang Ye.

He looked much stronger than before, and the coercion emanating from his body was enough to make any movement difficult for Qin Mu.

And judging from Fang Ye's gaze and expression, his mind seemed to be under control.

Controlled by black energy, or should be said controlled by his own desire and greed.

"Fang Ye." Qin Mu silently assessed in his heart that his chances of winning against Fang Ye were less than [-]%, "Do you still recognize who I am?"

As soon as these words came out, Fang Ye suddenly raised his head and looked at Qin Mu.

It's just that his eyeballs are pitch black, without any emotion in them.

"It was you who took my things." Fang Ye recognized Qin Mu, but this recognition was different from what Qin Mu wanted.

"Nothing should be yours, Fang Ye, you should get rid of your greed." Qin Mu was a little anxious, he knew that if Fang Ye did something now, he would not get any benefits at all, "You don't remember Me, do you still remember Fang Qing? Do you remember Mr. Snake?"

These two names did not touch Fang Ye at all.

His extension moved from Qin Mu's body to the golden dragon hanging in mid-air.

"You finally appeared." Fang Ye's tone was full of longing that could not be concealed, and the hoarseness was not like Fang Ye himself, but as if someone was speaking through him, "I have been waiting for you for a long time, and finally this day has come, You should totally belong to my time."

After Fang Ye's call ended, the golden dragon let out a roar that made Qin Mu's eardrums hurt, and Xiaoyue's face turned pale.

Fang Ye seemed not to be affected in any way, his eyes were fixed on the golden dragon, "You should be mine."

After the words fell, Fang Ye ignored Qin Mu and Xiaoyue at all, and rushed towards the golden dragon.

At the same time, the color of the black air wrapped around the golden dragon suddenly changed into pure gold.

Seeing the golden dragon and Fang Ye face off, they were fighting hard.

Qin Mu glanced at Xiaoyue who was already a little dazed with fright, and knew in his heart that he couldn't stay any longer.

"Let's go quickly." Qin Mu whispered to Xiaoyue, and before Xiaoyue could react, he grabbed her wrist and hurriedly walked out of the village.

Perhaps it was because of the erosion of the evil energy that emerged before, that Qin Mu couldn't use his spiritual power for a while.

They ran a certain distance with their feet, and Qin Mu thought of Zhang Yi who rushed out before.

"Too bad." Qin Mu gritted his teeth.