The Cangnan Shangshen kept staring at him, and was startled. He waved his sleeves in time, and a green light blocked Feng Xinglan's short knife.

Originally, Cangnan's Shangshen's ability was not as good as him, but he had been searching for people for four days without sleep, and opened the portal one after another. After coming here, he caught the magma regardless of his life and death. He had almost exhausted his skills and had captured the resentful spirit for another day. Now he is at the end of his strength.

So the green light of the Cangnan Shangshen blocked his sword, but his arms were numb and he took a step back.

It can be seen how real Feng Xinglan's sword was. As long as the Cangnan Shangshen took action a little slower, his right hand flew out!

He was afraid that Feng Xinglan would still be self-injured, so he hurriedly said, "Feng Xinglan, don't be stupid! Even if you cut yourself into pieces, it will be useless. Things have happened, and time will not go back... Let's think about what to do in the future. I always feel that Miss Jun may not be dead, and maybe there will be other miracles..."

Feng Xinglan suddenly raised his eyes: "What do you mean?"

"Think about it, Jun Feise is originally different from ordinary people. She can come to the upper realm without ascending, or an immortal body. These are the skills that the Lord of the Lower Realm did not have. She still has so many strange treasures on her body, and maybe she has special self-protection..."

Feng Xinglan closed his eyes, and he naturally knew that Jun Feise had many treasures on her body, but she was injured like that and broke one of her legs... If she hadn't died, where could she escape in these few hours?

After all, he and the Shangshen Cangnan have searched all the places around hundreds of miles...

Although he has always been rational and calm, this blow is devastating to him.

As the saying goes, things do not matter to yourself, but they will be in chaos.

At this moment, his mind was like a mess, and he had no idea and could not calm down to think, so he was not as rational as the gods of Cangnan and could understand things clearly.

The God of Cangnan continued to analyze for him: "You think, if she is so special, she is injured like that, and can drag down Hu Fengnan, who is dozens of times stronger than her, it can be seen that she was alive at that time. At most, she died with Hu Fengnan. If she really died, Hu Fengnan would be unable to protect herself and would not be able to dispel her soul. In other words, she would either become a resentful spirit, or her soul would be in a state of Nascent Soul..."

"Although that magma can destroy human souls and make people lose their souls. In that case, there will be residual soul silk. But I have done several times but never summoned her half-silk soul slice, which is unreasonable. So, I think she should still be alive, but I don't know where she is hiding..."

His analysis made Feng Xinglan's eyes light up slightly.

Just like a person who was about to suffer a catastrophe finally caught a life-saving straw. He took a breath, stood up, and began to use a soul-summoning technique without saying a word...

When the Cangnan Shangshen saw his technique, he knew which kind he was using. His face changed slightly, but he still refused to stop it.

The soul-suming technique used by Feng Xinglan is performed using his own spiritual core as the medium. This technique can attract soul fragments from thousands of miles apart. Even a little bit of hair can be attracted, and it can also be specific to someone, so it will not be confused.

The side effect is that the caster's spiritual core will be seriously injured and will not be able to recover within hundreds of years.
Chapter completed!