Reborn, being taken care of by the enemy Empress blocking the resurrection point

The mountains, peaks and water are all the same color as clouds and snow. In the huge space, all you can see is the reflection of the mountain peaks. The clouds are like fog and the water is like a mirror.

No matter how hard you try, all you can see is an ethereal scenery.

Hua Yan stood in a void, the clouds and mist drifted quietly by his side, without a trace of wind, but his sleeves suddenly fluttered.

"Is this the flawless realm?"

The next second, Luo Baiyue's figure emerged in the illusion. She was holding a long sword in her hand and looked at the god in front of her calmly.

"As one of the most powerful gods, you shouldn't be ignorant. You can't even see this, right?"

Hua Yan suddenly smiled, "Luo Baiyue, you are really strange. On the one hand, you are very tolerant, but on the other hand, you can't hold back anything."

"Actually, in my opinion, what is sad is not people who have had miserable life experiences. What is sad is people like you who have lived in a world woven by others since you were a child."

"I think you don't even have correct values ​​​​for a long time, right? You can't judge many things at all, so you can only do it blindly."

"You are like a puppet who has lost your soul. You are left with nothing but flesh and blood, but you don't know what to do. You can only be at the mercy of others."

"Before you met Gao Yunjing, you were controlled by the higher-ups. After meeting Gao Yunjing, you are still controlled by Gao Yunjing."

"Even if you have come this far, you still can't get rid of the fate of being controlled by others. You are still walking step by step according to the route Gao Yunjing left for you."

"That's really sad to say."

"You don't have to talk nonsense!" Luo Baiyue interrupted Hua Yan's personal speech coldly, "If you have anything to say, leave it to hell!"

"Then you underestimate me!" Hua Yan suddenly burst out with an incomparable aura, running rampant throughout the illusion.

The overwhelming momentum is like an irresistible tank, cutting through mountains and rivers, and nothing can stop it!

Luo Baiyue's face turned slightly pale, and then she fully mobilized her soul power to engage in a fierce collision with him.

No bells and whistles!

No thunder and fire!

No ice or floods!

Some only have pure collisions of soul power, and they collide with each other in the simplest mode, a stack of pure power.

The crazy rush of power is like a flood, and Luo Bai Yuezi is the weakest. Even if there is a steady flow of human resources to support it, it still takes time to grow.

Even now, her soul power is far inferior to that of gods, but soul power is the most difficult thing to figure out.

Some people can establish themselves forever just by relying on a single obsession, just like an eternal stone.

At this time, Luo Baiyue relied on that obsession to start a head-on collision with the gods.

Hua Yan's face was also a little ugly. Although the upper soul was not controlled by Gao Yunjing to a certain extent, he could not kill Gao Yunjing and could only seal it.

In order to maintain the seal, most of his soul power will be contained and only part of it can be used to deal with Luo Baiyue.

At the same time, on the battlefield, Lin Xiaoke was holding a bronze sword in his hand, looking nervously at the glass lamp, and asked uncertainly:

"Are you sure you can do it?"

"Then I'm not sure. It depends on the specific operation." On the 15th, he was not sure, so he could only say something vague.

"You!" Lin Xiaoke stood with his sword eyebrows upside down, and immediately swung the bronze sword in his hand and placed it on Shishi Yue's neck, "If she really dies, do you think you can really live well?"

"The means some people use to stay are far beyond your imagination."

"I know! I know!" Even in the face of the crisis of death, Fifteenth Day remained calm and unhurried, with a hint of impatience in his tone.

"You bet, we don't have a specific estimate of how easy this kind of thing is to deal with how strong the god's soul power is. We can only hope that Luo Baiyue is not that weak and can hold back part of the god's soul power."

"Shut up, everyone." Cui Jiutang put his hand on the glass cup with a tired look on his face, "Whenever I find something wrong later, I will break the glass cup."

"I will do everything I can to ensure that Luo Baiyue's soul can return to her body."

"Row."

"how about you?"

"Me?" Cui Jiutang looked at Lin Xiaoke in surprise, "I didn't expect that the iron-blooded general in front of outsiders would also care about the life and death of a demon?"

Still not understanding what Lin Xiaoke said, Cui Jiutang waved his hand, "Don't worry, I have my own solution."

As the last words fell, a different luster appeared in the glass cup. Cui Jiutang did not want to interfere in the war.

It was an entanglement between two people's soul-retaining powers. If Cui Jiutang entered rashly at this time, some irreversible situations would very likely occur.

What Cui Jiutang has to do is to use the power of the soul as a medium and the glass lamp as the new host body to forcibly transfer the power of the gods to the glass lamp.

No one can get involved in what happens next.

A flawless state.

At this time, the war had reached a fever pitch. The power of the gods completely suppressed Luo Baiyue.

But because of the support of an obsession in her heart, Luo Baiyue was able to get some breathing space from the crazy attacks of the gods and continue to linger.

The war is still going on, and the terrifying momentum has blown through Luo Baiyue like a bone-blasting wind.

The soul body itself is a fragile existence, and there was no accident at this time. Luo Baiyue's soul body was blown away a little by the strong wind.

pain!

This is the most intuitive feeling that can give Luo Baiyue. This kind of pain is not a joking pain, it is pain from the depths of the soul.

A piece of the body seemed to be torn off for no reason, and it was torn off alive with wolf teeth.

There was blood, endless pain, and a lot of nerves involved.

Luo Baiyue's face couldn't help but look pale. Fortunately, there was no blood in her soul body, otherwise, she would have been covered in blood at this time.

Seeing that Hua Yan could not be attacked for a long time, it was inevitable that he would become a little irritable. The more violent the attack he launched on this side, the more intense the struggle in Gao Yunjing's soul on the other side became.

Gao Yunjing never gave up hope of survival.

"Luo Baiyue, if you admit defeat now, I will spare your life, otherwise you will really die here."

"Die, die!"

Luo Baiyue's answer was unusually firm and decisive. Even death could not interfere with the obsession in her heart at all.

"Unrepentant!" Hua Yan snorted coldly, silently increasing the power of soul power flushing.

At the same time, at the other end of the sea of ​​his soul.

There is a thin line between heaven and earth, and misty clouds and mist.

Amidst the layers of clouds and mist, a young man with a handsome face and fair skin suddenly opened his eyes.

He opened his mouth with difficulty and spoke like a newborn. He murmured to himself in a normal way: "It's almost time..."