After a series of tosses and the power of the sword formation, the unlucky white-faced young actor had already fallen into a severe coma at this time. With the previous lessons, Li Fei was no longer polite to him and started searching for souls!

Because the other party was already unconscious and the gap between the divine consciousness between the two parties was too big, Li Fei took almost no effort to get the information he wanted. While shocked, he was also glad that he did not let them escape, otherwise there would be endless troubles!

Li Fei cleaned up and was about to burn the short old man to the end. When he left the place, the guy suddenly sat up straight! Although Li Fei was not afraid even if a ghost appeared, the short old man's "resurrection from the dead" still scared him very much!

Because Li Fei had confirmed before that the short old man would definitely die so much that he could not die again, and there was no possibility of resurrection at all! But now that he suddenly resurrected, what made Li Fei afraid of was the "thing" that resurrected him, not the dead man.

The resurrected short old man turned his eyes and quickly returned to normal. He jumped up from the ground, glanced at Li Fei, and said lightly: "Give me the treasure!"

Although the other party was not talking loudly and did not seem to have any magical powers, Li Fei felt a headache and could not hold on for almost a moment. At the same time, a strong sense of fatigue came, and he felt irresistible. He couldn't help but do what he said!

However, Li Fei was not an ordinary monk after all. He was shocked and restored control, activated the Tianchen Art, and recovered his conscious mind. However, he was covered in cold sweat. After adjusting his condition, he shouted coldly: "I don't care what you are. It is impossible to control me in terms of divine thoughts! If you don't have other abilities, you can die now!"

That being said, Li Fei was actually afraid of this monster from the bottom of his heart, so after he had a lot of courage for himself, he quickly activated the Transformation Sword Domain, and regardless of the thirty-one, he twisted the short old man into powder!

It turned out that he thought that the short old man who was mysteriously resurrected would have some amazing magical powers, which made Li Fei not dare to act rashly at first, but now he easily killed him, which was beyond his expectations!

However, before Li Fei had time to be happy, a small stream of white smoke rose from the residue of the short old man, and quickly condensed into a vague black shadow, and said, "Little guy, don't rush to take action first, how about we make a deal?"

Li Fei was not interested in talking nonsense. His magic power suddenly moved, and his body flashed, and he grabbed the monster! As a result, the monster disappeared and he was in vain.

The vague black shadow emerged from the other direction and continued, "I have tried it. With my current state of soul division, I really can't do anything to you, but you can't do anything to me! Why can't we just fade away?"

Li Fei ignored it at all and used various means to launch a continuous and fierce attack on this annoying black shadow! But what frustrated him was that no matter what means, the black shadow would avoid it with one move, that was to disappear and then appear again.

In desperation, Li Fei had to stop for a while, thinking about his solutions and said, "Let's talk. Let's talk to me first, who are you and what you want to do?"

The black shadow seemed to be a little tired from being chased, and said swayingly: "It doesn't matter who I am. As for what I want to do, it's very simple, just want to get back what originally belonged to me."

Li Fei said: "Now things are in my hands, so they naturally belong to me. Tell me how to trade them. As long as the conditions satisfy me, I can still consider it."

The black shadow said: "Let my soul be attached to the flagpole of the Nine Yin Rakshasa Formation. At the critical moment, as long as the enemy is not too strong, I can help you block a strong enemy, and you must promise to return the flagpole to me as soon as possible..."

Before he finished speaking, the black shadow suddenly condensed and turned into a silver bead that was only the size of a grain of rice, floating in the air. Li Fei thought for a moment, grabbed the bead in his hand with one move.

Just as Li Fei made up his mind and was about to completely eliminate this unknown thing, the voice just now sounded in his mind again, "It may not be difficult for you to destroy my soul, but you will regret it! Cooperation benefits both."

Li Fei thought for a long time and said to "Xiaozhuzi": "I agreed to the terms you proposed. But the time to give you the treasure must be determined by me, and I have to wait until I have that ability."

The "Little Bead" did not react any longer. Li Fei hesitated for a moment and took out the golden "stick" again. The seemingly inconspicuous "small bead" was in a flash, and then he sank into the golden "stick".

Li Fei was so scared that he was full of vigilance. After waiting for a while, there was no abnormality. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and carefully put away the golden stick.

Let’s talk about a gloomy alien world. In a huge golden palace, a king wearing a crown and glaring eyes roared in an extremely furious voice: “Come here! Check with me, a guy named Li Fei, when will I come to my king to report it!”

After a while, a servant held an endless "book" and whispered: "Return to the king, it seems...it doesn't seem to be found..."

"A bunch of waste..." Then everything fell silent.

After cleaning up the scene, Li Fei returned to the Ice Palace again, handed over five hundred top-grade spirit stones, and entered it. The iceberg was very wide, and almost the entire snow peak was hollowed out. The internal air ban was already opened. The cultivator in the middle stage of childbirth could only barely fly, but the speed was very slow.

At this time, many monks had already come to the Ice Palace, but because the space was large enough, it was scattered everywhere, and it seemed very empty. Although the organizer did not uniformly issue magic weapons to block spying, the monks showed their magical powers and covered their true colors to facilitate transactions.

However, although the monks covered their appearance, their cultivation level was still easy to detect. The middle-stage infant cultivator is the absolute main force. There are currently thousands of people, and the number of great monks is much smaller, less than one-tenth.

The great monks are worthy of being the top masters of the ancient holy galaxy. Although their number is not large, they occupy a lot of space. Except for their familiar friends, no monks dare to approach them. Moreover, the ordinary great monks seem to have not taken any safety measures.
Chapter completed!