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 pours out continuously, like a continuous wave.
The impact came one after another.
Wan Ling'er only felt that the palms holding her body were becoming 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.
"This, what on earth is going on?
Just now I..." Wan Ling'er looked at Su Yun with a horrified expression.
"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 died here."
Su Yun's tone was calm, but a trace 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 obsessions and residual will 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 about to come alive again and pull 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 wouldn’t even be able to get in, and I would have died here.”
With her current innate and perfect cultivation level, she is indeed not qualified to enter.
I'm afraid that I have to wait until I have reached the level of perfection of my father's golden elixir before I am qualified to explore inside. If I want to get the treasure that my father didn't get in the past, I must achieve Nascent Soul.
Thinking of this, Wan Ling'er immediately looked at Su Yun and said, "I have brought you to the place. It is your turn to keep your promise and let me go."
"leave?"
Su Yun shook his head and said: "I said, as long as you prove that the magic weapon you mentioned is true, I will spare your life.
But now, I haven’t even seen the shadow of the magic weapon, so you’d better go in with me and have a look.”
After that, he didn't wait for Wan Ling'er's reply, stretched out his hand to grab Wan Ling'er's shoulder, and walked forward.
Wan Ling'er's expression changed, and she said angrily: "You want to break your promise!"
Su Yun sneered: "If I wanted to break my promise, I wouldn't have spent any effort to save you just now.
Follow me honestly, and if everything goes well, I will give you your freedom."
Upon hearing this, Wan Ling'er's expression changed slightly.
She naturally understood the meaning of Su Yun's words. If everything went well, the other party might not bother to break the promise, and might really spare her this time.
But if things don't go well, or if you encounter a life-or-death crisis inside, I'm afraid I'll be buried with you.
As for the one who saved him before, he probably thought that he might have some understanding of the situation inside, so he could save his own life.
Wan Ling'er's mind was quick and all kinds of thoughts popped up in her mind instantly.
But now that Su Yun is far stronger than her, she has no right to object.
Boom!
At this time, Su Yun had already reached the stone gate.
He ignored Wan Ling'er's thoughts, pushed open the stone door, and walked in with Wan Ling'er.
Inside the stone gate, mist filled the air.
In the light mist, you can vaguely see the magnificent fairy peaks standing in the forest, tall and beautiful. Between the peaks, you can hear the sound of flowing water, and the waterfalls hang down, majestic and picturesque.
It's like entering the immortal's mansion.
And on the top of those peaks, a magnificent and solemn fairy palace floats on it.
The rays of light flow and remain unchanged.
"past!"
Su Yun looked up and took Wan Ling'er straight to the fairy palace.
As soon as she walked in, Wan Ling'er couldn't help but exclaimed.
I saw numerous corpses and remains lying on the steps in front of this fairy palace.
Their bodies have long since rotted into bones, their clothes are in decay, and even their weapons have lost their spirituality, as if they were dead objects.
But Wan Ling'er saw a familiar jade finger on a white bone.
The style and appearance of this jade ring are clearly the same as that of Ou Peng's magic weapon, the jade ring. However, the jade ring on the corpse in front of him has lost its charm and is surrounded by the aura of death. It is just a rotten thing that can be broken at the touch of a touch.
Not far away, there was a smaller white skeleton, wearing a tattered raincoat and holding a fishing rod in his hand.
Farther away, a corpse held a folding fan in its hand, and a token fell next to it with the words "Qingbizhuang" engraved on it.
It's just that all the items that appear here, whether they are magic weapons or stronger magic weapons, have lost their aura.
"Ou Peng, Lu De, Mr. Aobai..." Wan Ling'er's face became increasingly pale as she watched.
These people were all practitioners of the Golden Core Realm, but they all died in front of this Immortal Palace.
With such little strength, if I continue to follow Su Yun, I will definitely die!