Qian Zhihan thought for a while, and there was no point in controlling this body now. Not to mention that Long Zimo's body had gone crazy and his cultivation was greatly damaged. Even if Long Zimo was not injured at all, he still couldn't defeat Murong Feixue and
Long Ming and the two of them. Their strength has already entered the divine realm. Even if the heaven-level Long Zimo exposes himself, he can't hurt them much.
Her teeth clenched, and after a long while, "Long Zimo" raised her head slightly. She originally thought that using Long Zimo's body, Long Ming would be able to defeat the rat, but now, her success was in vain.
The unwilling "Long Zimo" glared angrily at Murong Feixue and Long Ming. He said in a sinister tone: "Just wait for me, I will come back!"
After saying that, "Long Zimo" cracked open his white teeth and laughed, and his blood-covered lips looked extremely scary and weird.
"Boom!"
The moment the laughter stopped, Long Zimo suddenly tilted his body and rolled to the ground in a daze. His pale face was dull, as if he had lost his life.
At this time, people who have been controlled by the soul-changing technique will behave normally. But this time, Qian Zhihan failed to absorb any spiritual power from Long Zimo. Just because, in the previous two times, Long Zimo had already
He was so angry that his spiritual power was in chaos. He was in a state of obsession. There was no way to take away his cultivation at this moment. It could be regarded as a blessing in disguise for Long Zimo...
Seeing Long Zimo fall, Long Ming immediately flew over and helped Long Zimo up.
"Zi Mo? Wake up, wake up quickly!" Long Ming called out urgently.
Seeing that Long Zimo was seriously injured, he raised his hand without hesitation and injected his spiritual power into Long Zimo's body to help him guide the wandering spiritual power back to its origin.
After a cup of tea, I saw that Long Zimo had recovered a little bit. His long eyelashes were trembling slightly, like two black feather fans. On his fair face, under the narrow eyelids, two faint light and shadows were cast.
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"Hiss...where is this?"
Long Zimo woke up slowly and gasped in pain due to the severe pain on his body.
Holding his forehead and frowning, he stood up unsteadily in front of Long Ming. When he saw Murong Feixue and Long Ming, both of them looked at him with wide eyes, as if he was a monster.
I also felt something strange in my body.
After sorting out his thoughts for a while, Zimo, as smart as a dragon, quickly connected the scene where he lost his memory with the current situation.
In a determined tone, he cursed in a low voice: "Damn Qian Zhihan, you dare to plot against me! I will definitely get this debt back from them!"
After saying this, Long Zimo wanted to leave the place without looking back. He had no intention of thanking Murong Feixue and Long Ming for saving his life. But as soon as he stepped out, he found himself on the second floor.
In the Linglong Demon Locking Tower, his expression immediately froze and his body stopped in place.
"How do we get out of here?" Long Zimo turned to ask Long Ming.
Long Ming smiled and said nothing. He just raised his finger and pointed at the corner of the second floor of the Exquisite Demon Locking Tower. There was a stone door there, and the door was tightly closed. There was no way to open it.
Murong Feixue was also puzzled. She turned around and asked Long Ming, "Could it be that the exit of this level cannot be opened unless Long Zimo dies?"
