Chu Hai.

Lin Yu villa home.

When Lin Yu's consciousness just entered the Lingtai space of Ye Lan, suddenly, he only felt the energy of spreading the sky, just like the most violent wind in the world that Yuan Shen encountered after he came out of the body. In an instant, his soul was as if immersed in a bucket of ancient ice water, as if to be frozen.

And the strong wind formed by the storm of thinking came wantonly, which made him feel a fatal threat. It seemed that the whole consciousness would be blown into a thousand or ten thousand strands by the strong wind.

"Yijian protects the body." At the critical moment, Lin Yu roared wildly. Li Guang Yi sword appeared in the form of consciousness in an instant, protected him, and split countless roaring winds.

"It's very dangerous that the people of the fifth holy Empire should have set such a big trap." Lin Yu wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and inhaled deeply. At this moment, he felt fear. At the same time, the body outside was in pain, especially the head. The pain almost split. Even Lin Yu's consciousness could feel the deep pain from the noumenon.

If it wasn't for his strong consciousness and soul, and if it wasn't for the protection of Yijian, I'm afraid he would be blown into silk by the terrible wind at the moment when he just entered the space of Ye Lan's platform. I'm afraid he would become a living dead man in the future.

"I'm still too careless. There are so many strange people in the world. When can I change my contempt for the enemy?" Lin Yu angrily scolded himself from the bottom of his heart and reflected. At the same time, he cared about the protection of the sword. His consciousness spread around and carefully explored the Lingtai space of Ye Lan.

He is now worried, such a strong and terrible storm of thinking, even he can't stand it, can Ye Lan's soul stand it? However, he wondered where the storm came from? It's strange.

Lin Yu pondered, and even slowly spread out his thinking, so he saw that the whole Lingtai space was a raging, gray one, full of the strong wind of thinking energy, and it was a void.

Fortunately, Lin Yu intended to protect himself with his sword, but he was not afraid of it. Against the strong wind of the storm of thinking, he sneaked all the way to the depths.

Before long, he saw that there was a white and miserable light in the distance around a group of weak but tough souls to launch a comprehensive "encirclement and suppression", and the two collisions brought out bursts of thinking storm.

"It's no wonder that people from the fifth holy Empire deliberately left the energy of thinking to attack Ye Lan's soul, and then created a storm of thinking, waiting for me to take the bait. It's a wicked thought. " Lin Yu grinds his teeth, scolds secretly from the bottom of his heart, and sneaks in the past.

However, Lin Yu frowned again, and something was wrong. How can Ye Lan resist this kind of attack in the past? I'm afraid that the spirit has already been wiped out, and the whole person has become a walking corpse. How can it collide with the soul energy left by the fifth holy empire so violently, and produce such a terrible storm of thinking?

Thinking in my heart, I looked up again and finally saw something different. It seems that there is a dense gray core in Ye Lan's soul, which is releasing the gray Qi. It is entangled with the energy of the soul that is trying to destroy it, and constantly defeats the energy of the soul, guarding Ye Lan's soul which is already weak.

It is relying on this gray core that Ye Lan's soul can be safe for the time being and will not be completely destroyed.

"Is the power of curse protecting Ye Lan?" Lin Yu was stunned for a moment, and was stunned. But then it's relieved. If there is no accident, it should be that the power of the curse has not yet come to the time of attack. Therefore, it must rely on Ye Lan's soul to exist. If ye Lan's soul is gone, the curse will not exist naturally. Therefore, it is not so much to protect Ye Lan's soul as to protect itself.

After thinking about this, Lin Yu didn't hesitate any more. He yelled, "come out

With a big bang, a three legged tripod has already appeared in the Lingtai space of Tianling, which is Lin Yu's furnace of creation. Now it has been sacrificed by him to save Ye Lan.

"Take it!" Lin Yu roared again.

The big cover on the top of the zaohuahong furnace was opened, and the furnace was burning continuously. In an instant, countless surging thought storms were forced into the furnace, all refined, and then purified into pure soul power, which was released.

For a moment, the energy of the thought storm in Ye Lan's Lingtai space suddenly disappears, and pure souls like white clouds are constantly floating in the air, slowly drifting towards Ye Lan's soul in the distance, and then absorbed, starting to supplement the lost spiritual power.

After all the thought storms had been eliminated and absorbed, Lin Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the spirit of consciousness rushed to the soul of Ye Lan in the distance, "Lan Lan, what's the matter with you?"He just jumped to the crystal fog of Ye Lan's soul, which had become crystal clear and white again. Suddenly, there was a flash of gray air in front of him. Then, the whole person's consciousness was forced to pop out of Ye Lan's Lingtai space.

"The damned power of curse is ten times stronger than before. What's the matter?" Lin Yu said. However, at the moment when he just touched the crystal fog and was ejected, the whole soul suddenly felt a sharp pain, like being pricked by a small awl.

However, this kind of pain is deep into the bone marrow, also let Lin Yu can't help holding his head, lying on the ground roaring.

At this moment, he felt as if his whole consciousness had been pierced by something. The pain was indescribable.

But the pain came and went quickly, and disappeared in less than five seconds.

"What the hell is going on? What tricks are the people of the fifth holy Empire playing? " He turned his head to the lawn, and felt that he was not hurt In the corner of the wall in the distance, Ye Lan lay at her feet, as if she had just experienced a war, just a word, "miserable".

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