It turns out that there is really some toxin in this formation that can inhibit the circulation of the human body's true qi.

Just as Zhang Zichen's metallic soul was struggling in the bloodline, Tong Feiming smiled evilly and suddenly pounced down from the altar.

Although it was just Zhang Zichen's soul, Zhang Zichen's body, standing on the altar, could clearly feel that after his metallic soul was wrapped in blood lines, Tong Feiming sneaked into the blood lines and began to invade the soul's consciousness.

For this reason, Zhang Zichen wanted to transmit true energy to the metal spirit through soul communication, so that he could quickly break free.

But it is useless. No matter how much true energy Zhang Zichen transmits, it is consumed by those strange blood lines.

Zhang Zichen, who was standing on the altar, found deep in his soul that there seemed to be some foreign invaders, and this invader always wanted to devour Zhang Zichen's consciousness.

At this moment, Zhang Zichen knew that Tong Feiming was exercising him consciousness.

Once Tong Feiming succeeds, his art of reincarnation will be considered successful.

But Zhang Zichen had no choice. He wanted to mobilize other souls in his body to attack Tong Feiming and attack the bloodline, but Zhang Zichen knew that as long as his souls left his body and left the altar, they would lose their power.

Just when Zhang Zichen was very entangled, suddenly, Zhang Zichen felt a numb pain coming from his arm.

It doesn’t matter that, it’s a problem with the right hand of the metallic soul.

Then, Zhang Zichen felt his spiritual sense relaxed, and the invader seemed to stop attacking him.

"What's going on? Why is every soul contaminated with the dark light toxin on my body?"

Below the altar, Tong Feiming suddenly let go of Zhang Zichen's metal spirit and flew up from the center of the blood line.

He stared at the bottom in a daze.

I saw that the light on Zhang Zichen's metallic soul was much dim. On his right arm, a small piece of black matter, like a piece of mud, stuck to it and slowly expanded.

This black matter is the toxic dark light of the demon clan.

Seeing this, Zhang Zichen felt cold sweat in his vest. The dark light was extremely poisonous to the demons. Once poisoned, he would die.

Not to mention the others, just take Tong Feiming as an example. He has been poisoned for more than 300 years and cannot find the antidote.

Now, he wants to live a rebirth by using this body-taking reincarnation technique, but it seems that he has failed.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zichen and Duanmuxue were both infected with this kind of demonic poison. So, will Zhang Zichen and Duanmuxue end up like Tong Feiming?

Thinking about this, Zhang Zichen was scared.

If death can solve the problem and death can lead humans out of that valley, then Zhang Zichen had long chosen to commit suicide for He Huimin's death, and there was no need to wait until now.

"What should I do? What should I do?"

Zhang Zichen felt the numbness and pain from his right arm, and lost his room for a moment.

At this moment, Tong Feiming suddenly looked at Zhang Zichen standing on the altar again.

"Zhang Zichen, you have nine souls in total, and you still have souls? Sacrifice it! Sacrifice it all for me!"

Tong Feiming went crazy again, and most of his soul had been eroded by dark matter, and began to go crazy again.

Tong Feiming was tortured by the pain for more than three hundred years. When he could not find the antidote, Tong Feiming had no choice but to study this kind of tyrannical forbidden technique.

But unexpectedly, after more than 300 years of preparation, he discovered today that the poison of this dark light could not be reborn even by the art of reincarnation.

How could Tong Feiming's head withstand such a huge pressure because God's will is so tormenting?

At the moment, Tong Feiming didn't care about so much, he was willing to do his best. Even if he died, he would have to pull two more at the bottom!

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Tong Feiming, hanging in the air, suddenly rushed towards Zhang Zichen on the altar.

Zhang Zichen was stunned and wanted to fly away, but outside the altar, the blood lines were like disgusting insects, one end connected to the formation marks on the ground, and the other end stretched into the void, floating without any clue.

But Zhang Zichen knew that as long as he walked out of this altar, these blood threads would wrap him ruthlessly.

Just like Duanmu Batian, Zhang Zichen will lose all his ability to resist.

"Hahaha! Go and die!"

In the blink of an eye, Tong Feiming flew to Zhang Zichen, opened his hands and hugged Zhang Zichen suddenly.

Zhang Zichen was stunned and before he could even react, Tong Feiming's soul broke into his body with a whirlwind.

In surprise, in order not to allow the remaining eight souls to be touched by Tong Feiming, Zhang Zichen suddenly mobilized his true energy.

With a loud bang, Zhang Zichen emitted eight colors of light, and eight souls suddenly left their bodies.

Zhang Zichen's body was like a fireworks, and eight meteor fireworks burst out instantly. It was so beautiful.

After Tong Feiming broke into Zhang Zichen's body, he went directly into the dantian, but found that the eight souls in the dantian escaped instantly and broke out of his body.

At this moment, he no longer neglected and rushed out of Zhang Zichen's body and resuspended in the air.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! The eight souls are all there!"

Tongfei was hanging in the air, watching Zhang Zichen's eight souls floating on the altar, as if they were a man and a woman for a long time, and saw a group of beauties who had taken off their clothes.

That kind of look and greed are absolutely unthinkable for ordinary people.

At this time, Zhang Zichen was the girls who had taken off their clothes, and was chased by this fierce man and could only escape.

Huhuhuhuhu

Tong Feiming began to attack, and his soul turned into a black afterimage, chasing Zhang Zichen's eight souls.

How about it.

The altar is too small, and Zhang Zichen's eight souls are running around, but the space is too small to be used.

Accompanied by waves of light, a thunder attribute soul was caught by Tong Feiming.

"Hehe! Want to escape?"

Tong Feiming hugged this thunder attribute soul almost crazy, trying to seize the spiritual consciousness left by Zhang Zichen in this soul.

However, things didn't go well.

This soul is exactly the same as the metal soul before, and it has not yet been waited for Tong Feiming to continue to swallow it.

The dark matter on his body quickly jumped onto the chest of the thunder attributed soul.

Zhang Zichen only felt a pain in his heart, and the thunder attribute soul lost control and fell straight from the sky, falling on the altar, causing great pain.

I was poisoned just now, and this was the reaction.

"It's useless! I was contaminated with poison so quickly!"

Tong Feiming watched the thunder attribute soul fell on the altar, and then focused his attention on Zhang Zichen's other souls.

In this way, in Tong Feiming's pursuit and Zhang Zichen's escape.
Chapter completed!