Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

The soul calming cauldron flew into the restless soul calming beast in mid-air, above its head, and then it grew bigger and bigger.

A powerful spiritual pressure was forced down, and the Soul Calming Beast was suppressed by this pressure, and the spiritual power on its body was immediately suppressed.

Mo Yu, who was dizzy and dizzy, could obviously feel that his breathing was a little smoother, and his chest was not so stuffy.

"Lord, can you?"

Mo Yu looked at the soul-suppressing beast in mid-air that could destroy the sky and the earth, and asked Nie Jiuque worriedly.

I was really afraid that Nie Jiuque would not be able to withstand the powerful spiritual power of the Soul Calming Beast.

"If you die, you must get it."

Nie Jiuque's eyes flashed with a certain light.

"!!!"

The soul calming beast that was suppressed by the calming cauldron and weakened its spiritual power kept uttering ear-piercing roars, and became more and more frantic, gradually losing control.

Mo Yu and Ye Yin only felt that their ears were about to bleed, and Nie Jiuque could barely stand firm and stabilize his mind.

Little boy...

Jun Moyan's consciousness began to become blurred, his body seemed to be squeezed by two large stone slabs, his soul was twisted and drained, and it seemed that the energy in his body was drawn out.

Little boy...

Faint and dizzy, the only thing still thinking about it is her.

The only thing that can make him sober up a bit is also her.

The irritable roar of the soul calming beast sounded above its head, as if deep into the bone marrow.

It seemed to call him.

It is really calling him.

Jun Moyan tried to lift his heavy eyelids and saw the huge monster above his head.

It's it, the tattoo on his heart.

He saw that a powerful spiritual force in his body was connected with it above.

Can't tell who this spiritual power belongs to.

However, this breath is very familiar.

Nie Jiuque took advantage of the temporary suppression of the soul-suppressing beast and weakened its spiritual power, so he flew up and stood floating in front of the formation. He threw out a series of spells at the right time, preparing to absorb all the spiritual power of the soul-saling beast. Use it to help your strength return to its peak.

As the spell was pronounced, Jun Moyan soon felt that his strength seemed to be slowly being taken away, to be precise, it was spiritual power.

After the soul calming beast above his head roared, he became more irritable.

Nie Jiuque looked strenuous, and his hands were shaking.

The spirit power of the Soul Suppressing Beast, he even suffered a cold sweat, and the inner gall was burning.

Little boy.

Little boy.

"Little boy..."

"Jun Mo Yan."

"Jun Mo Yan."

"Jun Mo Yan..."

Wen Xiaoai's clear and silvery shouts kept ringing in his mind, calling him.

The hand that was unable to hang down on the ground slowly tightened into a fist, and Jun Mo Yan Huan's loose eyes gradually became clear.

"Little boy..."

He cannot die.

He has to take care of Xiao Gu.

He still wants to marry her home and can't die.

Suddenly blocked, Nie Jiuque was shocked in his heart. He looked up and found that the original translucent body of the Soul Calming Beast was slowly realizing.

He quickly looked at Jun Moyan in the formation, but saw Jun Moyan widen his eyes, as if he was struggling to death.

Nie Jiuque gritted his teeth and mobilized all his spiritual power.

The two spiritual forces fought like a see-saw.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Mo Yu and Ye Yin wanted to step forward to help Nie Jiuque. Unexpectedly, they were shocked by the spirit of calm before they got close.

"The Lord."

Ye Yin yelled in surprise.

With a roar, the Soul Zhending Ding and Nie Jiuque were shaken out.

A majestic aura shook the surrounding mountains, and the stones on the ground became powder.

In Nie Jiuque’s incredibly wide eyes, he saw Jun Moyan in the formation gradually becoming transparent, and he saw the soul calming beast gradually appearing in mid-air...