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    Qin Lie could no longer see a trace of black smoke in his eyes, and his eyes regained their energy.

    The soul and life energy also stopped flowing. After sensing the sea of ????knowledge, no trace of voodoo was found.

    Voodoo is indeed refined by the essence and blood of fire unicorn.

    "So I can do it? I can be fine too?" Song Tingyu's heart ignited with hope, and she asked eagerly: "How did you do it?"

    "I¡­¡­"

    Qin Lie opened his mouth, then suddenly paused and frowned.

    "What?" Song Tingyu was keenly aware that something was wrong.

    "I will first use thunder and lightning to bombard the true soul, causing it to collapse. Then, I will use the essence and blood of the fire unicorn to refine the voodoo bit by bit." Qin Lie's expression was solemn, "I don't know if this method can also be used.  Use it on you."

    Song Tingyu's face turned pale, and she shook her head bitterly, "My true soul is already very weak. I'm afraid I can't bear even a single lightning strike and my soul will fly away. I'm different from you. If I don't practice the Thunder and Lightning Spirit Art, my soul won't be able to withstand lightning strikes at all.  "

    "You sit down, I will try to use the blood of the fire unicorn to get close to you and see if I can force the voodoo out." Qin Lie refused to give up and was ready to try other methods.

    After Song Tingyu was ready, he controlled the blood of the fire unicorn with his mind and thoughts. After three drops of dark red blood flew out from his chest, they suddenly changed and condensed into three blazing flames.

    The three flames in the shape of unicorns approached Song Tingyu little by little, and slowly moved closer.

    Song Tingyu¡¯s pale face was illuminated red, and seemed to have regained its brightness.

    "How is it? Is there any movement?" Qin Lie shouted lightly.

    "No, voodoo has penetrated into the depths of my soul, and there is no reaction at all." Song Tingyu sighed.

    Qin Lie drove the blood of the fire unicorn and came closer to Song Tingyu, almost burning her clothes.

    "Don't come any closer. I'm afraid that if the voodoo is not forced out, I will be burned to ashes by the fire." Song Tingyu looked helpless.

    Qin Lie had to summon his essence and blood to return.

    "It's useless, I accept my fate, just die." Song Tingyu forced a smile.

    Qin Lie pondered for a long time, then suddenly said: "Can you make the true soul collapse?"

    "Disperse the true soul?" Song Tingyu was surprised.

    "Well, the true soul is scattered, the origin, soul seal, memory and thoughts are scattered, and the voodoo that penetrates the true soul may also be scattered in your mind from the Nether Realm to the Vientiane Realm." Qin Lie organized his words.  , "In this case, I try to use my true soul to attract the voodoo in. Inhale the voodoo from your mind into my soul and let me refine it. Do you think this is feasible?"

    "I don't know how to break the soul." Song Tingyu frowned and thought carefully. After a long time, she shook her head helplessly.

    After a pause, she continued: "Aren't you also broken in spirit? How do you attract the voodoo away?"

    "My broken soul can be reassembled quickly. In fact, I am practicing a spiritual technique, tempering the soul with thunder and lightning. In the early stages of training, the true soul will continue to fragment and then reunite. This needs to be repeated continuously.  The process is very difficult for the true soul to adapt to the bombardment of thunder and lightning. It needs to be done step by step." Qin Lie explained.

    "I won't break my soul." Song Tingyu understood, but still couldn't cooperate, and her mood became increasingly depressed.

    Qin Lie also knew that his soul-breaking method was not suitable for Song Tingyu at all. Song Tingyu, who did not practice the Thunder and Lightning Spirit Art, could not withstand the thunder and destruction.

    He fell silent again.

    After a long time, he still had no good solution, so he could only stand up and said: "I am no longer affected by voodoo. I will find Ye Yihao in a short time and kill the 'Eight-Winged Centipede King' entrenched in his heart."  , to help you escape!¡±

    "Forget it. Don't get involved with yourself. That Ye Yihao is very scary, much more powerful than his followers. The witch bugs in his heart are also very evil and weird. You can't resist them, or  Leave me alone"

    "It must be managed!"

    "Actually, I am very satisfied to see you and have you by my side in the last period of my life."

    "Not enough! Far from enough!"

    Another two days have passed.

    Song Tingyu's condition is getting worse and worse, and it is gradually becoming difficult for her to even operate her spiritual power.

    Qin Lie held her breath, carried her on his back, and kept rushing towards the direction where the Black Witch Cult was gathering.

    "Exhortation!"

    A clear and melodious low sound came from a sword talisman on his waist, which meant that someone from Tianjian Mountain was nearby and had sensed his position with the sword talisman.

    Qin Lie ignored him and continued to court regardless of who the other party was.The position of the Black Witch Cult is advancing.

    However, the man holding the sword talisman was so good that he took the initiative to look for him.  !

    Three hours later, a woman in blue with a simple ponytail suddenly appeared in front of him.

    This woman has no makeup on her face and is plainly dressed. Her appearance can only be considered delicate, but she does not look outstanding.

    She held a sword talisman, frowned, stood in front of Qin Lie, looked at Qin Lie carefully, and suddenly said: "Qin Lie from Chilan Continent?"

    "He Wei?" Qin Lie stopped.

    "I am He Wei." The woman in blue nodded slightly, observing him and Song Tingyu attentively, carefully looking at the black hairspring in Song Tingyu's eyes, and sighed softly: "But you have been poisoned by the black witch sect?"

    "Yeah." Qin Lie said.

    "Hey" He Wei sighed again and said: "Nine days ago, I met another woman who was also poisoned by voodoo. She came from Chilan Continent like you. I saw  When she was gone, she was about to die."

    "Jingxuan, it must be Jingxuan." Song Tingyu said in a weak voice.

    He Wei looked startled, "Are you Song Tingyu from the Xuantian Alliance in Chilan Continent?"

    "It's me. What happened to the woman you saw?"

    "I couldn't save her, and she accepted her fate. She left alone, saying that she would find a quiet place to wait for her soul to die." He Wei said calmly, "Counting the days, now she  ¡¤¡¤Should have passed away.¡±

    Qin Lie and Song Tingyu¡¯s eyes darkened.

    "The leader of the Black Witch Cult this time is Ye Yihao, who has a very deep understanding of Voodoo. The 'Eight-Winged Centipede King' entrenched in his heart is also one of the most famous witch bugs in the Black Witch Cult, and is extremely terrifying.  , fighting with the people of the Black Witch Cult, if one's true soul is accidentally penetrated by voodoo, he can only be appointed to wait for death, and few people can escape.

    When talking about these things, He Wei also looked fearful, and she was also extremely frightened by the voodoo.

    ¡°Either get a drop of blood from the witch bug, or kill the witch bug, otherwise the person who is poisoned by voodoo can only wait to die slowly.¡±

    Qin Lie's face was gloomy. When he was about to answer, his eyes moved and he suddenly looked towards the forest behind He Wei.

    "He Wei, have you finished speaking?" A person walked out with a look of impatience on his face, "Don't waste time. The voodoo in my junior brother's body is very deep. I want to find that bastard Ye Yihao as soon as possible!"

    This man is about twenty-seven years old, with a strong build. He is wearing the clothes of the Nirvana Sect, with a Nirvana Xuan Lei pattern embroidered on his chest.

    Beside him, there were three warriors from the Annihilation Sect. One of them had black streaks in his eyes, and he was obviously also poisoned by voodoo.

    Looking at the situation, that person¡¯s condition was even worse than Song Tingyu¡¯s. Veins appeared on his face and his expression was ferocious.

    If the poison cannot be detoxified within five days, this person will die faster than Song Tingyu.

    "Chu Li, what are you in a hurry for? Do you know where Ye Yihao is? Do you know the location of the Black Witch Cult?" He Wei turned back and glared at him.

    Chu Li?

    Qin Lie's expression changed, and he couldn't help but look at the man seriously, and secretly became cautious.

    Chu Li of the Nirvana Sect, like Luo Chen and Ye Yihao, is the core seed of the nine major strengths. In the entire violent land, the Nirvana Sect is famous for its strength, and all its members have bad tempers.

    Nan Zhengtian, the ancestor of the Nirvana Sect, is also known as a calf protector. The entire Nirvana Sect has refined a large amount of Nirvana Xuan Lei and distributed it to disciples of different realms, so that they can run rampant.

    In a land of violence, generally few people dare to provoke disciples of the Nirvana Sect, just for fear of causing endless trouble.

    They were all afraid that the Ancestor of Nirvana would go crazy and rush directly to their sect, detonating the Nirvana Mysterious Thunder and turning the world upside down.

    "You also want to find Ye Yihao from the Black Witch Cult?" Qin Lie became interested.

    "Well, I've been looking for that bastard for a long time." Chu Li opened his mouth and grinned, "As long as I find him, I will kill his bed bug directly. I want him to be shattered to pieces!"

    "Then you must need a token from the Black Witch Cult."

    As soon as Qin Lie touched the space ring, four tokens of the Black Witch Cult immediately appeared in his palm, and he threw one token to Chu Li.

    "Boy, did you do a good job? Did you kill four bastards from the Black Witch Cult?" Chu Li's eyes lit up.

    "Yes." Qin Lie nodded and said calmly: "We will continue to kill until all the people from the Black Witch Cult are killed, and we will not stop until we kill the witch insect that releases voodoo."

    "Okay! It seems we are of the same mind!"

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