Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

At this time, Linlang's inner emotions were completely hidden, and even the sound released by the soul was completely acting.

But such an exaggerated act successfully attracted Teng Fang's attention. For Teng Fang, he did not notice anything wrong. Instead, he felt that everything Linlang showed now seemed so normal and there was no problem.

Although he did not trust Linlang, he had his own soul seed in Linlang's mind, which was his biggest trump card. He did not have to worry about what tricks Linlang could come up with.

Although he was also worried that Zuo Feng would take Linlang's soul seed away, Linlang was definitely more worried than him. He could keep part of Linlang's soul and even keep her life as promised, which was a little hope for Linlang.

But for Linlang, if she lost the soul seed in Zheng Lu's body, the damage would be far greater than losing her life. Because in the method of using soul seeds, there is also the method of soul entrustment, which is to let your soul entrust itself to the soul seed and occupy a living body.

If the soul seed in Zheng Lu's body is lost, Linlang's soul will also lose its last host. No matter how to measure it, even if Linlang gives up Zheng Lu's soul, she will never give up her own soul seed.

Based on the characteristics of soul seeds and Linlang's character, Teng Fang has roughly guessed Linlang's intentions and plans, so he is not in a hurry, but let Linlang toss as much as she wants, and he only needs to wait for the result.

Linlang is not just pretending. While his soul is transmitting the sound in anger, it also communicates with the soul seed that is in danger.

Originally, the soul seed has been firmly locked and even started to be pulled away from Zheng Lu's head, but after Linlang reacted, the soul seed immediately transmitted a huge resistance force, and even before the spiritual field extended and released the golden flame, the soul seed also shrank back a little bit into the head.

Faced with such a situation, Zuo Feng certainly used more spiritual fields to completely cover the soul seed and the head of the male body together.

At this time, Linlang's order came, and the soul seed began to tremble violently. Because the soul seed was in the spiritual realm, Zuo Feng immediately noticed the fluctuations in the soul seed.

Having had the experience of being devoured by the soul seed before, Zuo Feng immediately reacted that this was Linlang giving orders to Zheng Lu's body. He did not dare to hesitate at all, and his whole body was tense, ready to deal with any unexpected events at any time.

Zheng Lu's body suddenly leaned forward, and then he slowly raised his fist, and the fierce spiritual energy on his fist quickly condensed. What's more terrifying is that in the process of raising his fist, the spiritual energy of the world within a few miles around him was drained out, and madly gathered towards Zheng Lu's fist.

At this moment, Zuo Feng was shocked to find that the world around him was instantly solidified. He was like a fish swimming in the water. In an instant, the river water froze into solid ice, and he was suddenly frozen in the ice, unable to move his whole body.

This feeling was very painful. Zuo Feng even felt as if he couldn't breathe, but he ignored it. Instead, his eyes were fixed on Zheng Lu's slowly raised fist.

If it was the scorching golden flame, Zuo Feng would not be worried. Even if it was an attack from the spiritual realm, Zuo Feng would not be afraid. Because although it was difficult for him to release the spiritual realm from his body, it was no problem to just gather it in his body. With the collision of the spiritual realm, he could at least ensure that his body was safe.

But now the opponent's spiritual realm just solidified himself in the air, like a motionless target. And Zheng Lu's real attack was his raised fist.

This was a punch from a late-stage Yu Nian strongman. There was no need to use other means at all. It was just pure physical strength, plus pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth. This was the simplest means, and it was also the most terrifying means for Zuo Feng now.

Zuo Feng could be unscathed under the golden flame, but if it was Zheng Lu's punch, Zuo Feng believed that his body would probably become fragmented the moment it was attacked.

But the opponent's fist slowly raised up, so slowly that it even gave people the illusion that the fist was frozen in the air and did not move. But the fist was actually raised up, and every time it was raised up, the power filled in it became stronger.

Looking at the slowly raised fist, Zuo Feng seemed to feel that death was approaching, but facing such a situation, Zuo Feng had no intention of giving up. Even his stubborn character made him calmer in the face of such a life-and-death crisis.

Zuo Feng controlled the spiritual realm while letting the male body maintain the pulling force on the soul seed. At the same time, Zuo Feng separated two spiritual realms and extended them towards the male and female bodies at the same time.

The surroundings seemed to be solidified. Zuo Feng could not control the movement of the two bodies simply through spiritual energy. So now he could only constantly call on his own spiritual realm, and only the spiritual realm could pass through the blockade of Zheng Lu's spiritual realm.

A spiritual realm has extended to the limit, but it can't touch the female body after all. On the contrary, because her spiritual realm had always shrouded the male body, it was not too difficult to penetrate into his head.

After the spiritual realm rushed into the head, Zuo Feng immediately began to try to control its actions, but there was only the power of pure rules here, and there was not even half a consciousness. Even if he wanted to control it, he couldn't do it at all.

‘Without any consciousness, mind power cannot control it at all, and the method of controlling a puppet cannot be used in this body. ’

Zuo Feng was thinking anxiously in his heart, and he continued to try hard with his telekinesis, but even Zuo Feng himself knew that this path would not work.

Zuo Feng, who was working hard, suddenly felt something in his heart, and then he looked sharply at the head of the male body. At this time, the male body was making a forward leaning movement. This movement was not made under Zuo Feng's control, but on his own initiative.

‘This action? He was probably attracted by the Soul Seed just now. That was because he was attracted by the Soul Seed's power. That means that in order for him to move, he must have the corresponding method or power. ’

"Power?" His brows slowly knitted together, and at a certain moment he suddenly raised his eyebrows. Zuo Feng blurted out: "The power of rules."

At this moment, Zuo Feng seemed to have a flash of inspiration in his mind, and then his mental realm suddenly changed. To be more precise, he separated part of his spiritual realm and directly split it into two forces. Originally, the spiritual realm was composed of soul power and telepathy. Now Zuo Feng directly transformed part of the spiritual realm into these two forces.

At the same time as they separated, his mind power started to move quickly, and he quickly carved on the soul power. It was not the first time for Zuo Feng to use pure mind power to carve the formation.

It's just that the formations carved by telekinesis are too short-lived. Sometimes Zuo Feng only uses telekinesis to depict them when deriving, which is also easier to adjust and change.

It's just that the rapid carving of thought power at this time directly affects the carved formation on that ray of soul power.

While Zuo Feng was seizing the time to carve, Zheng Lu's fist had slowly been raised, and at the same time it was blasted towards Zuo Feng's head.

Although the action of punching is much faster than the action of raising the hand, it is still too slow relatively speaking. Zuo Feng seemed as if he hadn't seen the punch that hit his head. He ignored it at all, but still focused all his attention on the thought power in the carving and the soul carving the center of the formation. .

Lei Ye had already seen that Zuo Feng was in danger, but with his early seventh-level strength, he simply could not pass through the blockade of Zheng Lu's spiritual realm. He could only follow everyone and looked at Zuo Feng nervously and out of breath. .

At this time, the power of thought finally stopped. The ray of soul rotated rapidly in the formation and was continuously compressed. Although the change was simple, Zuo Feng turned pale during this change. If he hadn't been imprisoned, he would have screamed miserably now.

The wisp of soul was rapidly rotating and shrinking in the formation, and Zheng Lu's punch was about to arrive in front of him, and life and death were almost in less than a breath.

Three feet, two feet, one foot...

Zheng Lu's fist continued to enlarge in front of Zuo Feng, becoming more and more clear, and was about to hit Zuo Feng's head.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly inserted between Zuo Feng and his fist, followed by a shaking collision. The impact of that punch was so strong that countless fine cracks appeared in the surrounding space at this moment.

I believe that if this was not in the Acropolis and the space was very stable, just with this collision, the surrounding space of more than ten feet would probably collapse.

The figure that suddenly appeared was naturally the male body. At the critical moment when the fist fell, Zuo Feng's soul finally condensed into a small black ball in the formation, and it was right next to the male body.

In order to control the activities of the male body, Zuo Feng directly used a ray of his soul to create a "pseudo soul seed" using a formation. Facing the soul seed that could not be extracted, the male body instinctively pounced and swallowed Zuo Feng's soul seed, and at the same time, he just happened to catch the fierce punch.

Although the punch was blocked, Zuo Feng's face became even more ugly, because he could clearly see that the moment the male body moved, it was completely separated from the soul seed in Zheng Lu's body.

Seeing that the soul seed was about to retract into Zheng Lu's head, Zuo Fengyan rushed out quickly, his hands flying as fast as butterflies through flowers.

Under such a huge collision, even a large crack in the space appeared. Zuo Feng naturally got rid of his restraints, but no one knew what he was doing.