Chapter 38
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The Magic Beast Soul Stone supporting the Magic Array shattered.
The two Magic Arrays were on the verge of collapse. The joy on Great Magus Yang's face quickly faded like snow in the spring of March.
"How could this be? Magic Soul, Ye Beiming! It's you, what did you do? "From heaven to hell, it only took a moment.
Without the Magic Array's effect, Ye Beiming's Magic Soul drifted outside the Magic Array.
Great Magus Yang's efforts were in vain. He questioned Ye Beiming like a crazed beast with red eyes.
"Great Magus Yang, surely no one told you that pigs die of stupidity? Could it be that you didn't notice that I only gave you a one hundred and ninety-five year Magic Beast Soul Stone? "Ye Beiming's lips curled into a mocking smile.
In order to snatch that Soul Stone of just the right age, he was poisoned by the hunters.
Yun Sheng was thunderstruck by this dramatic scene.
Wasn't this too black-hearted?
As expected of a Night Fox.
A fox was a fox. Even in front of a bad person, it was still a big fox.
Using a one hundred and ninety-five year Magic Beast Soul Stone to replace a two hundred year Soul Stone? These two Soul Stones looked almost the same from the outside, but from the perspective of magic elements, a small five year difference was an entire rank.
No wonder Great Magus Yang failed at the moment when he was about to succeed.
"Ye Beiming, you have a vicious mind. But do you think that without the Magic Array, I won't be able to obtain your Magic Soul?" Great Magus Yang's eyes were bloodshot as he smiled coldly.
He slowly put down the Magic Scepter in his hand and tore open the Magus Robe he was wearing.
His skin was sickly pale, as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time. On his chest, there was a Magic Array that looked like a tattoo.
When she saw the Magic Array, Yun Sheng felt her scalp go numb.
Yang Shuo chanted and used his sharp nails to cut open his skin.
Blood flowed into the magic formation, and the magic formation was activated. A Yaksha Evil Spirit with a green face and sharp fangs drilled out of Yang Shuo's chest bit by bit.
It looked as if another head had grown out of Yang Shuo's body. It looked too terrifying.
With the appearance of the Yaksha, the mana that Yang Shuo had almost used up gushed out like a flood.
Countless purple lightning bolts transformed into purple centipedes that crawled over from all directions.
"Run forward until you see the exit. Don't look back." Ye Beiming quickly retracted a portion of his Dharma Soul power and chanted.
Ye Beiming was indeed an all-elemental Magic Genius. Even without the Magic Scepter, Ye Beiming quickly formed an emerald Lyre Bird with the emerald Wind Element.
The bird was so lifelike that it didn't look like it was created by magic at all.
It let out a long cry and carried Yun Sheng under its body.
He knew Yang Shuo's character well. He wouldn't give up until he achieved his goal. Seeing that he had been deceived, he would definitely take revenge crazily.
"What about you?" Yun Sheng witnessed the evil Dark Magic and her heart shuddered.
Ye Beiming didn't answer.
Perhaps to him, life and death were no longer important.
Yun Sheng didn't know why he was always so cold to others, but one thing was for sure. Something must have happened to Ye Beiming.
"If we're leaving, let's leave together." Yun Sheng pretended to jump off the Lyre Bird.
Ye Beiming was stunned and felt a slight warmth in his heart.
"Run! Where do you think you're going? "A giant Purple Lightning Centipede climbed up the Lyre Bird's feet. Great Magician Yang had already determined that Yun Sheng would become his best bait to restrain Ye Beiming. How could he allow Yun Sheng to leave so easily?
"Sss-" The Purple Lightning Centipede was nailed to the ground and the magical elements immediately dispersed.
A few bone needles appeared in Yun Sheng's hand and she quickly shot them at Great Magician Yang's hands. Great Magician Yang felt pain in his hands and had no choice but to retreat a few steps.
"Sly girl, don't underestimate the strength of a magician." Great Magician Yang chanted and a white Healing Light appeared and the wounds on his hands were healed.
"Damned light magic," Yun Sheng cursed.
Regardless of whether it was an ordinary battle or a team battle, fighting against a light magician or a team with a light magician was a very troublesome matter.
It meant that you had to face the opponent's tenacious vitality.
"He used forbidden magic and his body will soon be devoured. He won't be able to hold on for long. Let's go." Ye Beiming ordered the Magic Lyre Bird to take Yun Sheng away.
The Lyre Bird raised its beautiful green wings and rushed to the other side of the cave.
Seeing Yun Sheng leave, Ye Beiming breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Shuo's turbid eyes revealed a trace of ruthlessness.
"Ye Beiming, you forced me to do this. I originally only wanted to devour your magic soul and let you be an ordinary person. But now, I'm afraid you won't even have the chance to be an ordinary person." Great Magician Yang walked forward step by step.
Ye Beiming calmed down and pulled out the sharp sword at his waist. His gaze was steady as he prepared for the final battle with Great Magician Yang.
"Your magic soul, which possesses a large amount of dark magic, will be devoured by me and Lord Yaksha." Great Magician Yang's body emitted a creaking sound.
He stared at Ye Beiming's lively body and five-colored magic soul, saliva dripping from his mouth.
With a deafening roar, Yang Shuo opened his huge mouth and frantically absorbed the five-colored magic soul that was still drifting in the cave.
As Ye Beiming's magic soul was devoured bit by bit, Yaksha King's stomach and body also became inflated bit by bit like an inflated balloon.
Just as half of Ye Beiming's magic soul was devoured, an egg with wings fell from the sky and heavily crashed into Yaksha King's stomach with a bang.
The force of that crash was astonishing.
Even Yaksha King's demonic body couldn't withstand the monstrous force of the Puffed Egg.
Great Magus Yang was knocked back several steps, and it took him a lot of effort to stabilize himself.
"Magic soul … Mine." Yang Shuo's eyes bulged as he looked forward. He waved his hands, yearning for a powerful magic soul that didn't belong to him.
Ye Beiming looked at the winged egg with a strange expression.
Suddenly, he heard an anxious voice. "Ye Beiming, get out of the way. Pop pop, crush it to death!"
"Pop pop, Thousand Gold Drop!" The Puffed Egg was extremely excited. It flapped its wings and heavily smashed into Yang Shuo's stomach.
Yang Shuo's face contorted. With a whoosh, he spat out the five-colored magic soul that he had swallowed.
Ye Beiming saw the opportunity. The sharp sword in his hand swept across the Yaksha head on Yang Shuo's chest.
The Yaksha head rolled on the ground. Yang Shuo's body quickly shriveled up into a withered skeleton. He stopped breathing.
"Why did you come back? Just now …" The cave returned to its peaceful state. Ye Beiming was also exhausted. He was angry that Yun Sheng didn't listen to him and came back halfway. He was about to reprimand her.
"Ye Beiming, your magic soul …" The five-colored magic soul drifting in the cave had unknowingly enveloped Yun Sheng and crazily surged into Yun Sheng's body.
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