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Chapter 48 Change again! (Please follow up!)

In the Zifu Sea of ​​Consciousness, a bell rang suddenly.

The bell rang slowly, and the five-clawed black dragon that bound Yu Qing Lingshen fluctuated violently amidst the sudden ringing of the bell, as if it would collapse in the next moment.

Not only that, even Yu Qing's consciousness of being banned was shaken a little, as for the black light that was looking for Yu Qing's true spirit in the spirit god, it stopped suddenly.

"Dangling Clock?!!!"

A small jade bell floated above Yu Qing's head, floating above his head and shaking gently.

Looking at the familiar Danghun Bell with her eyes wide open and full of surprise, Yu Qing's originally hopeless mood immediately ignited a ray of hope.

"Hmph, it's just a shadow of a bell!"

The black light in the spirit god paused for a moment, and then started to search for Yu Qing's true spirit again, a cold snort completely shattered Yu Qing's hope.

"Zhong Ying?" Looking up at the jade bell hanging above her head carefully, the light in Yu Qing's eyes gradually dimmed.

As expected, the black dragon was right, this is not the main body of the Soul Dangling Bell, it is not even a distraction, it is just a phantom.

"I think you, a child, have been with this clock for a while, that's why Zhong Ling left such a phantom in your purple mansion's sea of ​​consciousness."

"However, the present occasion is appropriate."

Hearing the mocking sound coming from within, Yu Qing was completely plunged into despair.

The phantom of the soul-dangling bell just loosened his mind a little, but he couldn't do anything with this looseness, he could only wait desperately for the black dragon to find his true spirit.

"Ha, it really is here!"

A moment later, a chuckle came out of his body. Hearing this laughter, Yu Qing's already desperate heart fell into the abyss.

In Lingshen's body, a thumb-sized aura kept flying to avoid the black light behind him.

A very thin black line extended from the black light, forming a big net to surround the aura, no matter how it collided, it couldn't escape the shackles of the black line.

The true spirit is the most fundamental imprint of all living beings in this world. Whether it is the three souls and six souls of mortals, the immortal soul of immortals who have cultivated immortality, or the existence of innate spirits like Yu Qing, all of these are It relies on the existence of the true spirit.

If the true spirit is immortal, there is still a glimmer of life for reincarnation. If the true spirit is extinct, even Da Luo Jinxian cannot save it.

But now, Yu Qing's true spirit has been restrained by the black dragon, once it is swallowed by it, it will really be as it said before.

Yu Qing's concept of existence has disappeared from this world, even if his physical body is still there, all his memories are still in the black dragon's mind, but everything belongs to the black dragon, and what belongs to Yu Qing will be completely destroyed as his true spirit disappears. erase.

"Ah!"

Without any resistance, the true spirit was entangled by the black thread and pulled towards the black light transformed by the black dragon, just like a spider hunting for food, it would be completely swallowed by the black light in the next moment.

Perceiving the realm of the true spirit, scenes that he had deliberately forgotten appeared in Yu Qing's mind involuntarily.

"The patient's physical condition is already very poor, and it is not suitable for another operation!" Where is this scene?Oh, it was the time when the doctor came to visit me after I had the last surgery in my previous life.

In the clean and tidy ward, I lay weakly on the hospital bed, and the three or two people who came to visit me looked at me on the hospital bed with unbearable faces.

"The patient's vital signs are declining very quickly, and he may not be able to survive. Who of you will sign the critical illness notice?" Where is this scene?It seems to be the scene before his death, right?

Several doctors stood beside their beds with heavy faces, and at the end of the bed, a female doctor was holding a critical illness notice for someone to sign.

"Apprentice, what is the biggest thought in your heart?" Then where is this scene?It seems to be the question that Lao Huanglong asked himself the second day after he apprenticed to Huanglong, right?What was your answer back then?

"No disaster, no disease, live forever!"

In front of the middle-aged Taoist, the young man who had just succeeded in becoming a teacher raised his hands and expressed his most anticipated and most extravagant wish in his past and present lives!
"Ok?"

Very far away from Falling Dragon Cliff, on a misty fairy mountain, Master Huanglong, who was discussing Taoism with several Taoists, suddenly felt a twitch in his heart, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

"Could it be that something happened to Yu Qing?"

"Junior Brother Huang Long, what's wrong?"

Frowning, he pinched his right hand, but for a long time he couldn't figure out where the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart came from, Huang Long's frown became deeper and deeper.

Seeing his appearance, the Taoists beside him frowned and asked.

"No!" After calculating to no avail, Huang Long, who realized something was wrong, stood up abruptly, swiped his right hand in front of him, and a pitch-black crack in space appeared in front of him.

"No problem!"

Just as Huanglong was about to step into the crack, a majestic and upright voice came from a very high place in the fairy mountain, and at the same time, the space crack in front of Huanglong disappeared.

"Master, that's a disciple!"

Being stopped, Huang Long suddenly raised his head and yelled in the direction of the sound, but there was no more sound there.

At this time, the Taoists beside Huanglong also understood what was going on, and couldn't help looking at Huanglong who couldn't hide his anger.

"Junior brother, since the master said it's all right, I think nothing will happen to my nephew."

After a moment of silence, several people spoke to comfort Huang Long one after another, finally calming him down.

In Falling Dragon Cliff, how could Yu Qing know these things at this time, the scenes he experienced in his previous life and present life appeared in front of his eyes, and half of his true spirit had been pulled into the black light at this time.

"Clang clang clang!!!"

When that point of true spirit was about to be completely swallowed by the black light, a clear roar of gold and iron suddenly resounded in the sea of ​​consciousness in Zifu.

Different from the phantom bell of the Soul Dangling Bell before, the moment the golden iron roar sounded, the true spirit that was about to be completely swallowed was directly shaken out of the black light.

The black light transformed by the black dragon seemed to have frozen for a long time without any movement.

Not only that, the tightly bound five-clawed black dragon on Yu Qing's body surface and the surface of Lingshen shattered instantly.

The bondage disappeared, consciousness recovered, Yu Qing looked blankly at the phantom that suddenly appeared in the Zifu Consciousness Sea in front of her, and said nothing for a long time.

That mysterious black round tripod entrenched in the dantian!
Yuanding Xuying shook slightly, as if saying hello to Yu Qing, it turned into a shadow and submerged into the spirit god.

"Do not!!!!"

After only two or three breaths, a shrill scream containing boundless fear and horror came from the spirit god, and a black light rushed out of Yu Qing's spirit spirit body as if escaping.

"no, do not want!!"

"Yuan Longzhu, go!!"

Immediately after the black light was the shadow transformed by the mysterious black cauldron. After finding that he could not get rid of the black cauldron, the black dragon screamed in fear, and the tattered yuan dragon ball in Yu Qingling's palm was driven by him into a stream of light and crashed into it. The shadow transformed by the black cauldron.

(End of this chapter)