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Chapter 610 I'm sorry, my husband is getting a little anxious.



Chapter 610 I'm sorry, my husband is getting a little anxious.

The diviner enters the game, using their destiny to grasp the secrets of heaven.

Xue Lan sensed something the moment Shen Suanzhen entered the game himself.

Within the cage formed by the fire of Bifang, a woman in black holding a long spear suddenly appeared with a shimmering white starlight behind her.

That was the life force that Shen Suan Zhenren had recently dispersed into the demon core, its original mission being to retrieve Gong Yuan's consciousness.

After regaining Gong Yuan's consciousness, he came to protect her.

Xue Lan understood...

After that day, she never consulted her senior brother again.

Xue Lan gently closed her eyes, and when she looked at the Demon God again, there was no light in her gray eyes.

"Wow!"

A raging fire erupted from the cyan spear, and the soul energy emanating from Xue Lan's body was ignited by the Bifang fire, instantly raising the cyan flames to tens of feet high, soaring straight into the dark sky above.

This time, the fire of Bifang was even more ferocious than the previous time when it turned into a red flag. In an instant, it indiscriminately devoured Xue Lan and the inner demon.

"what!"

The remnant soul of the demon god let out a fierce scream, and the eerie eyeballs on its shoulders twitched and twisted, from which a continuous stream of demonic energy flowed.

Compared to him, Xue Lan's expression was much calmer.

Amidst the raging blue flames, the woman in black wore a faint smile, still having time to speak with the inner demon who was busy fighting the demon high priest.

"You're inefficient. You'll be in for a world of trouble!"

The inner demon looked at the blue-robed old man pinned to the ground by azure ice spikes not far away, and his tone was unusually urgent:

"He's a good dog; even with two pieces of his demonic core shattered, he still hasn't revealed his true demonic form."

"He's no good dog, he's just scared!" Xue Lan's tone was full of mockery.

"Capture the soul!"

"Even if I vanish into thin air in an instant, it will be enough for me to be entangled in his karma."

"After meticulously investigating and tracing the source, all those who plotted against me will die!"

It was uncommon for the Wolf King, who always sought the most perfect solutions, to be so agreeable. The inner demon's lips curled into a slight smile, and then his tone became lively and carefree:

"Order!"

The reason why Tingnu was struggling to hold on was the same as Xue Lan had guessed.

The old man knew that the demon's schemes were its value; if it revealed its true demonic form, it would be close to death.

He was betting that the great demon god would devour Xue Lan's soul. Once the demon soul disappeared, the inner demon formed from the celestial soul in front of him would also disappear, and then he would escape with his life.

But he made the wrong bet.

The High Priest knew about Xue Lan from a thousand years ago, but was completely unaware of the Wolf King's experiences over the past thousand years.

Naturally, no one knew how terrifying Xue Lan's spiritual power was now.

The woman in white, like a fleeting ghost, flew to the old man's side in an instant and then pointed a finger at his brow.

The moment the inner demon raised its hand, Tingnu had a bad feeling. The old man tried desperately to escape, but his body had already been frozen by the inner demon. Even if he turned into demonic energy now, he would still be trapped in these blue ice clusters.

The old man could only watch in horror as the woman's slender fingertips landed on his brow.

The inner demon's voice carried a faint smile:

"I'm sorry, my husband is getting a little anxious."

"arrest!"

The woman's cold and decisive voice was like a sharp arrow, piercing directly into the old man's mind.

He felt his consciousness being pulled away like a thread, pulling at the marks left in his soul by the demon and that person. The pain was excruciating.

The old man screamed and fell to his knees, his voice hoarse and incoherent:

"You can't kill...you still want to..."

The old man's voice went unheard by the inner demons, while the woman focused intently on the soul she was pulling out of her hand.

The souls of beings in the Yuanming Realm are transparent and clean, while the souls of demons are inherently ferocious and terrifying. When the woman held them in her hand, they briefly revealed some of their true characteristics, which were densely packed and indescribable.

The inner demon suddenly had a wicked idea.

The woman glanced at Xue Tong, who was aiming his bow at Ji Yun not far behind her, and said with a smile:

"How much longer do you have?"

Lu Feng's side did not achieve an overwhelming victory like the inner demon, but they still had the upper hand.

The Son of Heaven is highly talented and has a deep understanding of sword formations, but in terms of knowledge, Xue Tong is second only to Xu Qizhou, the senior brother of Xuanling Peak.

Hearing the voice of her inner demon, the girl looked at Ji Yun and spoke calmly:

"A dozen or so breaths."

A dozen or so breaths will suffice!

The inner demon's voice was cheerful:

"I'm going to return my divine sense to Xue Lan now. Use the Sun-Tracing Mirror to freeze that period of time I was in just now."

"And then... the cycle repeats!"

The inner demon's voice was far from benevolent, and Xue Tong trembled slightly upon hearing it.

The girl glanced at the woman slowly, and although she didn't understand, she still summoned the Sun-Tracing Mirror from her waist.

Since being disciplined by Xue Lan last time, the Sun Mirror has become much more obedient, and it obediently revealed its magic seal in front of the girl as soon as it appeared.

Xue Tong followed her heart's desire, gently tapping the azure data chain on the inner demon, then adjusting the inner circle of runes, pushing it forward a short distance.

Golden light rippled across the Sun-Tracing Mirror, and the inner demon knew the time was ripe.

"Xue Lan, receive your divine sense power!"

Xue Lan smiled with relief as she burned her own soul power within the demon core to hold back the remnant soul of the demon god. In the next instant, a massive divine power surged into her body like the tide of the East Sea. A huge two-colored lotus flower appeared at the woman's feet, and the blue part immediately released cold air, extinguishing the Bifang fire that had wrapped around Xue Lan's clothes.

Xue Lan pointed her gun at the remnant soul of the demon god:

"I'm sorry to disappoint the Demon God again!"

The cyan spear shadow, carrying a chilling aura, shot straight at the demon god's face. In Xue Lan's hands, the spear was wielded with the force of a greatsword, breaking through the demonic aura protecting his body.

"Xue Lan!"

The remnant soul of the demon god used its halberd to block Xue Lan:

"Now is not the time for us to fight to the death!"

"I bet the demon will run away."

Xue Tong glanced at Ji Yun, her eyes bloodshot.

Behind her, the inner demon, whose consciousness had been restored by the reversal of time, was laughing hysterically.

Under the forceful control of the power of time and space, she stood in front of Tingnu, repeating the actions of summoning his soul not long ago.

The soul, forcibly ripped out, was repeatedly ripped out and stuffed back in, constantly changing shape, causing unbearable pain.

Again and again, the inner demon finally saw the true form of the slave.

It was a rat-like demon, as tall as a person, covered in dazzling gems...

The inner demon looked at him and stood up as if a figure from a painting had come to life.

The woman pulled a black thread from her sleeve.

"Cause and effect are intertwined, and nothing can be changed."

"I've finally caught him!"


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