Before the formation of the Dharma array, it turned into countless small light spots and dissipated. The red light continued to shoot at Jiang Weisheng.

"The divine formula of the Phoenix family!"

Jiang Weisheng only had time to scream and was hit by the red light.

Suddenly, the phantom figure turned into countless light spots and fluttered away in the sea of knowledge.

"The magic power of the Phoenix family is really powerful, but I have integrated with these boys' knowledge of the sea. Unless you kill him, you can't take me no matter how strong you are."

"Really? I'll show you today."

I saw the woman pinching her hands, and suddenly there was Yingying fire on her body. Then, the fire spread rapidly and filled the whole sea of knowledge.

"This fire is called Liyan. It is the divine fire of our Phoenix family. You can burn the divine knowledge. Since you are an older generation friar, you should have heard of it."

"What!"

The voice of horror sounded out of thin air in the sea of knowledge. Those scattered light spots accelerated their speed and madly stayed away from the illusory fire.

"Are you crazy? The boy will be burned clean!"

Jiang Weisheng shouted in fear and kept away from the flames. Although he had not been burned, his consciousness had fluctuated, and an extreme sense of fear arose spontaneously.

"The divine fire of the Phoenix family is invalid to the people of the family."

The woman whispered softly. As soon as the gesture changed, the flame suddenly soared and covered the whole sea.

The flame looks transparent and illusory, but there are howls everywhere.

Jiang Weisheng now has only consciousness. He has no way to deal with this divine fire. He can only let it burn. His consciousness is constantly lax, and even the virtual shadow can no longer be formed.

The soul lock array he used to trap Yang Xuan was also turned into nothingness by this divine fire.

The soul lock array disappeared, and Yang Xuan's will gradually returned. When Jiang Weisheng would be burned up now, he had no resistance and directly gained control of his body.

"No."

The woman was surprised and quickly terminated the decision, and her anger dissipated.

She looked around to know the sea, stamped her feet, and said with some annoyance: "I didn't expect xuan'er to wake up so quickly, but I was negligent. Forget it, most of the old Taoist's consciousness has disappeared and should not threaten him. It can also save some strength and let him experience by the way."

After thinking for a moment, the woman immediately turned into a red streamer and disappeared into Yang Xuan's eyebrows.

This streamer is much darker than when it appeared, and it looks more illusory. It seems that it will disappear at any time. However, Yang Xuan didn't find this scene.

From being imprisoned by the spirit to taking control of the body again, the buffer time is very long.

Yang Xuan's mind was always dizzy. For a long time, he recovered a trace of clarity. His eyes slowly opened, and the black awn had already disappeared.

As soon as he recovered his consciousness, he was surprised and quickly inspected the sea.

"Jiang Weisheng is worthy of being the founder of the state of Jiang. Such means are really strange."

He whispered in his heart, but there was some doubt.

His last memory was Jiang Weisheng's way. He was trapped by the soul lock array, but now he not only woke up again, but also completely recaptured his body.

"Could it be that what's wrong with the soul lock array?"

He frowned slightly, and his consciousness entered the sea of knowledge.

After being burned by the divine fire, Jiang Weisheng's divine sense was dying, his mind was basically broken, and countless light spots fluttered aimlessly in the sea.

As soon as Yang Xuan's divine sense appeared, those light spots seemed to be greatly attracted and rushed over madly.

"No!"

Yang Xuan was surprised and was about to act. A sharp pain suddenly rose from his brain, followed by countless pictures that flashed through his brain like a quick glance.

A layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his face, and his facial features were painfully twisted together.

The extremely severe headache seemed as if someone was chopping his head with a big knife. In addition, his brain was a chaos, and the superimposed disordered memory nearly made him faint.

This situation lasted for nearly an hour. Finally, Yang Xuan was black and fell soft on the ground. In front of him, the black snake was coiled in a corner, and the golden vertical pupil kept looking in his direction. Xinzi huff and puff, but he never dared to approach.

In such a large space, there was a sudden silence, and the sound of the black snake scales could only be vaguely heard.

Jiangguo palace.

"Father, where's Yang Xian?"

Jiang Hai was outside the hall, looking at Jiang Huang walking out alone, looking puzzled.

Jiang Huang sighed, looked back with complicated eyes, and said, "go and gather the ministers and let them wait in the conference hall. Say I have something important to discuss. In addition, send someone to Xingcheng temple to invite your emperor's grandfather back."

As soon as the voice fell, he hesitated and said again, "well, I'll go to Xingcheng Temple myself."

"Father, what's the matter? Didn't grandpa Huang tell us not to look for him?"

"It's a matter of great importance. He must come forward."

Jiang Huang looked dignified, thinking about what he had just seen in the spirit pulse, his heart fluctuated.

"Is it master Yang Xian..."

"Don't ask more about it. You'll naturally know at that time. Hurry to summon the ministers."

Jiang Huang stared at him, then walked away quickly, leaving Jiang Hai with an ignorant face.

…………

An hour later.

Yang Xuan woke up in the huge space deep in the spirit vein.

The feeling of splitting headache still exists, but it is much lighter than before and can be tolerated.

He rubbed the center of his eyebrows and shook his head. Pictures flashed through his mind. He first entered the fairyland, got the certificate Avenue, killed the old enemy, adventure, founding the country

However, in a short period of time, he seemed to have finished his life, and even covered his pupils with a sense of vicissitudes.

"This is not me!"

He was shocked, the goose bumps all over his body stood up, and quickly carried the three yuan quiet formula. A trace of Qingming appeared in his mind and pulled him out of those pictures.

"Jianguo! That's the state of Jiang! This is Jiang Weisheng's memory!"

He suddenly thought of this and was shocked. He sat down cross legged, golden light flashing between his eyebrows, and checked his knowledge of the sea.

After a long time, he opened his eyes.

Knowing that the sea has returned to normal, I can no longer feel other things. Even the previous light spots have disappeared, and I can't find any trace, as if Jiang Weisheng had never been in the future.

Yang Xuan frowned, closed his eyes and felt for a moment. Those pictures reappeared. Although they were like personal experience, they were definitely not his memory, but more like Jiang Weisheng's.

However, these pictures often have fractures, which seem to disappear out of thin air. Less than half of them are missing, intermittent and difficult to connect together.

"Did he enter my consciousness?"