Just when Wan Ling'er was panicking, feeling that her soul was about to be captured again.
Su Yun finally moved.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed Wan Ling'er in front of him. At the same time, a magnificent soul body rose up inside his body again.
This manifested body of the soul moves like thunder, slapping outwards.
Suddenly, the surging spiritual power surged out like a tidal waterfall.
Young Master Aobai and the others were struck by Su Yun's mental power, but they didn't seem to be affected at all.
However, Wan Ling'er felt that the strength of the palms falling on her had become weaker.
Su Yun had a stern face and kept moving.
In the body of the soul, spiritual power continuously pours out, like a continuous wave.
The impact came one after another.
Wan Ling'er only felt that the hands grabbing her body were getting fewer and fewer, and their strength became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared.
And in my ears, the voices of Young Master Aobai and others also became distant and distant, and finally disappeared.
Then, she saw that the scene in the restaurant hall before her eyes gradually blurred.
Snapped!
It's like a phantom collapse.
The restaurant hall disappeared, and Mr. Aobai and the others also completely disappeared.
Wan Ling'er found herself in front of a stone gate.
The stone door was spattered with blood, and there were twisted shadow outlines on it.
"W-what is going on? Just now I..." Wan Ling'er looked at Su Yun with a look of shock.
"This should be the treasure hiding place you mentioned. What I saw and heard just now should be the result of the unwilling obsession of the monks who once died here."
Su Yun's tone was calm, but a hint of fatigue flashed between his brows.
Just now, he used a steady stream of spiritual power to destroy Young Master Ao Bai and the others. It seemed easy and casual, but it consumed a huge amount of spiritual power. With the strength of his soul at the Nascent Soul level, it was a considerable loss.
Originally, if Wan Ling'er could be like him and remain unmoved from the beginning, then even if she could not see through the truth, she could still guarantee that she would not be deceived. As long as she could survive for a period of time, the situation would be over.
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It's a pity that although Wan Ling'er's talent is good, his mental tempering is not enough.
Su Yun had no choice but to use force to break the situation.
"The obsession of the fallen monk! How is this possible! Just now, Master Aobai and those people gave me a clear feeling..." Wan Ling'er was a little unbelievable.
She is the young master of the Tian Wu Sect, and she still has clear common sense about the world of cultivation.
Under normal circumstances, let alone a Golden Elixir practitioner, even a being in the Nascent Soul Realm will not be able to survive forever once he or she dies, let alone be able to manifest and charm others.
Su Yun didn't answer, his eyes fell on the stone door.
This stone door has some kind of strange power. It gathered the residual obsessions of Master Aobai and others after their death, and strengthened their cultivation.
Wan Ling'er also looked at the blood-spattered stone door. When her eyes came into contact with the twisted shadow outlines on the stone door, she still felt a wave of heart palpitations.
It was as if those shadow outlines were coming to life again, pulling her in with them.
Wan Ling'er immediately lowered her head, not daring to look again, and said bitterly in her heart: "No wonder when my father told me about this place, he told me to advance to the Nascent Soul realm before coming here. Fortunately, I came with this guy this time.
, otherwise I won’t even be able to get through the door, and I will die here.”
With her current innate and perfect cultivation level, she is indeed not qualified to enter.