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What makes Ye Lingyue puzzled is that the two sorghums of Qinglan and Nanwushan did not act at all.

If Qinglan did not capture the body of Xiahou, he would not be willing to give up.

Originally, Ye Lingyue also planned to smash the fire when the Qing and the fourteen old monks were in conflict. It seems that her wishful thinking is wrong.

"It looks like it can only be hard."

Ye Lingyue thought about it, and after entering the night tonight, try to take a summer palace.

Ye Lingyue is pondering, is to separate the summer palace, or take Luoqing together with the summer palace.

Although Luo Qing's strength is not good, but it is also the existence of the famous level, can help to cope with the disciples of the next Tianmen.

But when Ye Lingyue was ready to call Luo Qing, the spiritual card suddenly changed.

The soul of Xiahou Temple has been hidden in the spirit card these days.

Even so, his soul is still weak day by day.

But just in the moment, Xia Houyi's soul suddenly fluctuated.

"Moon month, my soul..."

Xia Houzhen in the spirit card felt his soul, was forcibly stripped from the spirit card, seems to have a force, want to take away his soul.

"Xiahou, you are fine?"

Ye Lingyue did not dare to care about it and was busy picking up the spirit card.

The spirit card is constantly shaking. She uses her mind to sweep and finds that there is a wave of power. She is trying to forcefully take away the soul of Xiahou.

Someone is using the law of the soul!

In Ye Lingyue's mind, he quickly flashed a thought.

At the beginning, when Qin Xiaochuan died, in order to recall his soul, Ye Lingyue and Emperor Yi with the help of Guan Yu, used the soul charm.

At that time, when Qin Xiaochuan's soul was summoned, similar power fluctuations occurred.

"My soul is like to be broken."

Xiahou's voice has a painful meaning.

His soul, this is already very weak, and can not withstand the toss of the technique of calling the soul.

"It must be green, and the woman really couldn't help it."

Ye Lingyue frowned.

The woman who was a young woman was a madman at the beginning, and she did not compromise in order to win the love of Xiahou.

After becoming a corpse after death, the youth became even more intensive.

Ye Lingyue thought about it, palms, and Jiuzhou Ding jumped on his hands.

"Ding Ling, I want to temporarily put Xia Houyi's soul into the Ding, and use Bai Ding to help him to strengthen the yuan."

Ye Lingyue's white trip has a strong healing effect, and White Ding Ling can even repair the soul to some extent.

The three souls and seven scorpions of Xia Houhou have collapsed and separated. Now there is only one soul left behind, and Ye Lingyue can only use Ding to temporarily defend the soul.

"Master, the other party's method of calling the soul is very good, even if it is white, it can only temporarily prevent Xia Houzhen's soul from being taken away. If you want to save Xiahou, you still have to find the source of the soul."

Ding Ling did not say anything, he took away the soul of Xiahou Yu.

At this time, Xiahou Yu was already embarrassed and only felt that he had been inhaled into the darkness.

Around, black for a while, white for a while.

The white tripping is like a rope, and it quickly climbs the soul of Xiahou.

Xiahou Yu only feels that the soul is warm and warm, just like soaking in the hot springs, the soul is slowly recovering.

Xia Houyi's soul state has temporarily stabilized, but Ye Lingyue does not dare to take it lightly.

As Ding Ling said, the soul of Xiahou Temple has to return to the body sooner or later.

Qing Lan suddenly knows how to call the soul, which proves that the other party is likely to have other helpers.

Looking out the window, it is already near dusk, and the sky is dark.

The situation was urgent, and Ye Lingyue couldn't wait to call Luo Qing again. She was swept away and headed for the direction of the Summer Palace.

Whether it is the charm of the soul, or the method of calling the soul, it must be in the place where the soul is often seen before the birth of the soul.

Therefore, the green must be near the summer palace.

But Ye Lingyue crossed several eaves. In her palm, Dingyin was an unusual fluctuation.

"Master, not right, there is another force, summoning the soul of Xiahou."

Ding Ling's anxious voice came.

Ye Lingyue was shocked.

There is another force, what is going on?

Ye Lingyue turned his hand and saw that Dingyin trembled because of the interaction of two forces.

At the time, under the influence of white, the Xiahou Temple, who gradually restored the power of the soul, was not good at this time.

The newly emerging power, and the power of the Qing dynasty, is like a saw, constantly pulling the life of Xiahou.

The whiteness of Xiahou's body was also broken.

His soul, because these two souls, constantly twisted and changed, as if the next moment will collapse.

Ye Lingyue did not dare to care, she integrated her own thoughts into Dingzhong.

Under the influence of God, Ye Lingyue clearly felt the difference between these two forces.

The power to call the soul earlier is undoubtedly a green one. It carries a sense of cold and cold, as if to freeze the soul of Xiahou.

On the contrary, the new force, the power with great interest, calm, reveals a little sacred meaning, clearly the power of the Buddha.

"It is the old monk who has no mountains in the south."

Ye Lingyue took back the thoughts of the gods, and the old monk of the male fourteenth did not do it. Why did he choose to do it today?

This can be a bitter to the soul of Xiahou.

The soul of Xiahou Yu, finally recovered a bit, and the result was again unstable under the suppression of these two forces.

"I would like to see what the ghosts of Qinglan and Xiahouyu are doing."

Ye Lingyue did not dare to neglect, and had already arrived in front of the Summer Palace.

"Ok?"

Ye Lingyue was close to the Summer Palace and saw the outside of the Summer Palace. It was already full of people.

At the gate of the palace, he also stood a disciple of Tianmen.

Song Guanwu took a Tiantian disciple and held it with Qing.

"The demon girl, the summer palace is really your hands and feet."

"Get out of the way, I have delayed my big things. Be careful, I will let you keep the chickens."

The green face is gloomy, and under her feet is a cluster of black wildfires.

The cold power that tried to capture the soul of Xiahou was derived from the array at the foot of the Qing Dynasty.

This array is the law of the black mist that teaches the spirit of the Qing Dynasty.

"Young girl, don't you remember me? I am a cousin."

The Qingzong of the mixed Yuanzong was also in the list. He saw the green, and he was not excited.

"I am not the young man of the year. You guys listen, whoever dares to stop me, there is only one end."

During the speech of the Qing dynasty, the palace wall of the Summer Palace was mourned, and those dying lines fluttered and swayed. The unmoving dying lines of the early days suddenly broke through the wall and turned into a black blade, and stabbed those Tianmen disciples.

Only heard a scream, many Tianmen disciples fell to the ground.

"Amitabha."

However, I heard a Buddha number, the palace gate opened, and the fourteen-year-old monk came out.