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Chapter 1102

Words:2001Update:22/10/01 18:42:05

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Yang Xuan's heart was filled with endless curiosity. Could it be that Salem's cultivation was carried out in such a way?

Yang Xuan tried his best to restrain his aura, not wanting to disturb Salem who was in the midst of his "cultivation". He floated towards Gong Mingyang in the corner without touching the ground.

As he approached, Gong Mingyang's face was as white as a sheet and his breathing had stopped. If not for the slight rise and fall of his chest, Yang Xuan would have thought that he was dead.

"Saint Yang?"

Yang Xuan called out softly with his Divine Telekinesis.

Gong Mingyang did not sense anything and turned a deaf ear to Yang Xuan's call. He was still in a deep coma.

Yang Xuan thought for a moment, then simply condensed his Divine Telekinesis into a thread and quietly probed into Gong Mingyang's mind.

Without understanding the situation, this method was extremely risky, but it was an act of desperation.

As his Divine Telekinesis probed, Yang Xuan felt as if he had gone from summer to winter. The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Gong Mingyang's sea of consciousness was pitch black. Vaguely, a slender tendril pierced straight into his brain.

Yang Xuan carefully avoided the tendril and probed inch by inch, searching for Gong Mingyang's soul consciousness.

However, Gong Mingyang's mind was like an abyss shrouded in winter. Not only was there no light at all, it was also extremely cold and lifeless.

Yang Xuan's heart was filled with worry. He wondered if Gong Mingyang's soul had been destroyed and he had become a living dead.

With a strange feeling, Yang Xuan searched through Gong Mingyang's sea of consciousness but did not find anything. Finally, he turned his attention to the slender tendril.

Upon closer inspection, he found something strange.

The tendril stretched straight into the center of Gong Mingyang's brain where the left and right hemispheres of his brain connected. There, it formed a strange wrinkle. It was so small that if one did not look carefully, they would not have noticed it at all.

The wrinkle was a normal mound of flesh that did not move at all!

Yang Xuan condensed his Divine Telekinesis into a thread and probed into that point.

This was a dark, damp, and cold place. The space was not big, like a dark dungeon.

Gong Mingyang's soul was in the shape of a Chinese character, quietly floating in the air. The color of his soul was extremely dim, as if it could disappear at any time.

Phew, he finally found it.

Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Arriving in front of Gong Mingyang's soul, Yang Xuan softly said, "Yang Sheng!"

Gong Mingyang, who had his eyes closed, slowly opened them when he heard Yang Xuan's voice.

After clearly seeing Yang Xuan's appearance, Gong Mingyang's originally lifeless eyes seemed to have a glimmer of light. He weakly asked, "You are?"

Yang Xuan said, "My name is Yang Xuan. I'm here to save you."

Gong Mingyang's soul rippled and almost dissipated, showing the excitement in his heart.

"Our army breached this place? Who defeated Salem? Could it be that the Saints of the other four war zones have all come? "He asked excitedly.

Yang Xuan shook his head and said, "No, I'm the only one who came this time. I snuck in secretly."

A suspicious look appeared on Gong Mingyang's weak face. "Alone? Snuck in? How is that possible? Salem's Saint Demon Palace is surrounded by hundreds of millions of demons. How did you sneak in alone? And how did you enter the Saint Demon Palace to find me? "

Yang Xuan probed the state of his soul and said, "You don't have to worry about this, Yang Sheng. I'll think of a way to save you now."

Gong Mingyang's face was gloomy, and after a while, he suddenly sneered. "Hmph, you want to fool me with such a lowly trick? Go out and tell Salem that although I, Gong Mingyang, have been captured, it's wishful thinking for me to betray my race and join the demons."

Yang Xuan was stunned, then realized that Gong Mingyang had mistaken him for a demon disguised as a human.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Yang Sheng, my name is Yang Xuan, and I'm from the human race. I'm really here to save you."

Gong Mingyang obviously didn't believe him and continued to sneer. "Despicable and stupid demon, if you disguised yourself as another race, I might have believed you, but you shouldn't have disguised yourself as a human to deceive me. Hmph, I'm afraid you don't know that the human race has been weak for tens of thousands of years. How could there be any experts who can sneak in here to save people?"

Yang Xuan could only smile bitterly. He didn't even know where to begin.

He simply ignored him, and his divine sense turned into thousands of threads, wrapping around Gong Mingyang's soul layer by layer.

Gong Mingyang clearly felt Yang Xuan's divine sense and shouted coldly, "You still dare to say that you're not a demon? With such a huge spiritual power, I'm afraid your position in the demon race is not inferior to Salem's. Give up, I, Gong Mingyang, am an indomitable spirit, and I can traverse the starry sky. How can I be a lackey of the demons and be ordered around by you? "

Yang Xuan couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him. His divine sense had turned into a large net, completely enveloping Gong Mingyang's soul.

At this moment, he discovered that there were actually two invisible long whiskers connected to Gong Mingyang's soul.

Yang Xuan thought for a moment, then his divine sense suddenly turned into a blade of light and slashed at the two long whiskers.

The next moment, the two invisible long whiskers were cut off, and after swaying a few times, they disappeared.

Gong Mingyang's soul lost its support and floated towards Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan's divine sense was like a net, directly wrapping Gong Mingyang in and fixing him in place.

Gong Mingyang found that something was wrong, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face again. "Hmm? You actually dare to undo my soul restriction? Aren't you afraid that I'll get in touch with my body and kill my way out? "

Yang Xuan didn't even want to talk to him. He pulled the large net and instantly left that narrow space.

When he came to the outside world, his sea of consciousness was still incomparably cold, without a trace of light.

However, just as Gong Mingyang's soul reappeared here, an invisible light suddenly shot over from an unknown place and fell on Gong Mingyang's soul.

Yang Xuan knew that it was the connection between Gong Mingyang's soul and body.

Gong Mingyang still had a cold smile on his face as he looked coldly at Yang Xuan and said, "What? Aren't you going to stop me? I'm going to regain control of my body. "

Yang Xuan never knew that a Saint could be so talkative. Amused, he said, "It's fine, I'll just watch. Quickly regain control of your body."

Gong Mingyang was puzzled for a moment, but he still didn't believe Yang Xuan. He still sneered and said, "Do you think I don't dare? What schemes do you have? Why should I, Gong Mingyang, be afraid? "

Yang Xuan observed the surrounding situation as he replied, "If you're not afraid, hurry up."

Gong Mingyang looked suspiciously at Yang Xuan, before suddenly bursting into laughter. "I understand now. You must have done something to my body, and are waiting for me to fall for it. Hmph, I just won't fall for it.

With that, he actually cut off the connection with his body. He crossed his arms and looked coldly at Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan almost vomited blood. He was almost angered to death. He simply provoked him and said, "Ha, so the famous Saint Yang also has times when he's afraid. I didn't know that? Well, I'll go out and spread the news to the entire central battlefield that the Saint Gong Mingyang of the fourth battle zone is a coward, a coward. "

"Bullshit!" Gong Mingyang was so angry that his soul almost exploded. "I, Gong Mingyang, am not a coward. If you have any schemes, just come at me."

As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of rays of light rose from his sea of consciousness and turned into dragons, landing directly on Gong Mingyang's soul.

The next moment, Gong Mingyang's body began to tremble violently.

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