Jian Yu slowly walked up, and the eight rescued people were grateful. The three of them were dumbfounded by the pressure and glared. Zhang Xiaohan slowly removed his pressure and could see each other's identities without using spiritual sensation to explore.

"Three fellow Taoists, you are indeed taken over by the wandering souls." Zhang Xiaohan said without any emotion.

"Why should senior say that? How can wandering souls take over the monks in their corpses?" One of them said angrily.

Zhang Xiaohan explained impatiently, looked at Jian Yu, and Jian Yu said lightly: "I have seen such a battle several times. One of them was killed. Then, the soul power broke away from the body and took the body away for the second time."

Not only Zhang Xiaohan was stunned, but also the eight monks. They looked at the three people who had stood with them, as if they were monsters and monsters.

"Didn't you three not believe that you were taken over? Then this is better. If you choose one and kill him, the rest will see the truth." Jian Yu said again.

Even Zhang Xiaohan was shocked. She opened her mouth and wanted to stop her, but she didn't say what she wanted to say.

"What a cruel method, it is indeed a monk from the Black Region City." One of the three said.

"You are the only one. You two take action. I can save your lives after seeing the truth. If I do it, you two will have the same fate." Jian Yu looked at the three monks with a calm face.

A great monk like Zhang Xiaohan stared at him. The three of them knew that they were inseparable. The selected monk looked tragic: "Why? Why are we not them?"

Jian Yu sneered: "The matter is still to be denied now? Why can your spiritual consciousness hurt their spiritual consciousness and break the connection with the magic weapon?"

As soon as the simple words finished, he suddenly took a step forward. This step was very close to the monk. He took a step forward and then retreated back to his original position, and the person seemed to have been wandering for a moment.

Zhang Xiaohan looked at Jian Yu's back, but his eyes passed Jian Yu's back. The three of them shook slightly. The man selected by Jian Yu's face was as dark as a demon. The other two looked blue and glared at Jian Yu in surprise.

A sudden change occurred, and the body of the monk who was poisoned slowly faded. At the moment of falling to the ground, a dim green light floated out from his forehead. It was quietly suspended in the air. The eight monks all looked at the soul power with breathtaking breath. The other two were full of surprise.

Zhang Xiaohan stared at the soul power and frowned. The "Soul Cultivation" technique began to run. The soul power seemed to be attracted and slowly floated towards Zhang Xiaohan. However, Zhang Xiaohan didn't want to swallow the soul power just like this. He knew that the "Soul Cultivation" technique could restrain the soul power and seize the body. Attract the soul power to get closer. He took out the soul banner with his back hand and directly collected the soul power.

The two men had blue faces and trembled with their lips. Even if they doubted it, they believed that the Wandering Souls took over the body. In fact, they had already doubted it, but human nature was unwilling to admit it.

"Sir, save us!" The two monks could no longer move and shouted.

Zhang Xiaohan looked at Jian Yu, but felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't plead for them. What Jian Yu had already given them a chance was that they didn't cherish it, so how could she let Jian Yu speak without trust because of outsiders?

"Can you still take over the body after taking over the body?" Zhang Xiaohan ignored the two monks and asked Jian Ji.

"It's okay to test it. After these two people die, their soul power will definitely not be willing to do so." Jian said casually, and the other eight people looked like earth in an instant.

They were rescued and said thank you, and they were in danger again. From what they saw just now, the body of the soul power will definitely take place after the body has fallen. As long as they are taken away, living will be like death.

But the lesson just now was right in front of us, and the eight people looked extremely ugly. No one dared to say anything, for fear that they would be chosen by Jian to say "You are the only one" if they spoke.

"You two, the one who wins can survive." In a simple sentence, the two people looked at each other, and the two treasures suddenly collided together.

Zhang Xiaohan narrowed his eyes. Their spiritual power was damaged and their bodies were poisoned, but his spiritual consciousness was not damaged at all. The control of the treasure was the same as before, but his spiritual power was damaged. After one blow, the treasure was exhausted. The two of them actually pounced on him.

If you pass this way, it is not a battle between monks. It is clearly the fighting style of rogues in the city. You pick my eyes and I bit your shoulders. Zhang Xiaohan frowned again. These two people were safe and sound only when they were spiritually conscious, but they refused to hurt each other.

No one said anything, watching the two people hanging together and rolling on the ground fighting. Jian Yu looked coldly. Suddenly, he pointed his spiritual power and hit the edge of a monk. His hands holding each other stopped moving for a moment. The deep blood hole on his forehead was like the third eye he opened.

The other person was also stunned. He was lowering his head and biting the man's shoulder. Suddenly he stopped holding his arms and struggling to get rid of it, but he fell to the ground with no strength.

In the dark blood cave, a soul power floated out safely. Jian Yu's finger hurt the monk's sea of ​​consciousness, but the soul power was safe and sound. It floated in the air and was motionless, as if looking for a target to seize the body. Suddenly, the soul power moved. Just as the moment the soul power moved, Jian Yu also moved. Jian Yu's figure flashed, and then appeared dozens of meters away. The soul power actually landed where Jian Yu stood, and in a flash, teleported towards Jian Yu again.

Zhang Xiaohan still completely believed that Jian Yue had not been taken over, so he was not willing to let Jian Yue take risks anymore. The soul flag shook and took away the soul power. Everyone was stunned. When they saw that the soul power was taken away, they were all relieved.

After walking back briefly, Zhang Xiaohan turned his head and looked over and said, "Fellow Daoist Jian has the strongest cultivation here, and his soul power can be distinguished."

Jian Yu naturally didn't expect that he would become the target of soul power. He nodded slightly when he heard this, looking at the only living poisoned monk. The monk tried his best to support him. Seeing this scene, he was completely disappointed.

With a simple finger, a black pill popped directly into the monk's mouth. The monk was stunned and swallowed it. As the pill entered his abdomen, the black aura on his face slowly weakened.

"Thank you for not killing me, but we really don't know when we were taken over by the Wandering Souls." The monk shook down and stood up with a sad expression.

"How did you get together?" Jian Yu asked expressionlessly.

"We only feel familiar with each other and close to each other. When we meet each other, we will naturally be together." The monk said in a panic.

"What about them?" Jian Yu asked again.

"No." The monk was already desperate.
Chapter completed!