Crossing the Palace Fighting Fox Harem

Chapter 509: Destroyed Body and Soul

In the dark space, whether it was the snake venom or the excessive blood loss, Ji Anni was dizzy and almost lost consciousness. The hand holding Yizhen gradually lost strength, and the cries of Yuan Rong and Prince Ming in her ears became weaker and weaker, as if they came from a long distance.

She thought everything was over...

However, his chaotic mind suddenly became clearer, and light reappeared in his dark vision.

Yizhen's snake tail, which was as big as a hill and was entrenched in the ancestral hall, suddenly shrank and shrank until it finally disappeared.

Ji Anni held Yizhen in her arms, Yizhen grabbed Prince Ming, and the three of them fell from mid-air together.

The pain from landing woke Ji Anni up completely. She opened her eyes with a snap and looked down, only to find that Yizhen and Prince Ming had returned to their original state.

Yizhen lay weakly on the ground, face down, with her hands tightly covering her throat. Something glowing seemed to be stuck in her throat, and a faint light could be seen between her fingers covering her throat. Prince Ming lay flat on the ground, face up, in the shape of a "big" character. All the black snakes growing out of his body disappeared, and his whole body had returned to normal. His head tilted softly to one side, his expression indifferent, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Yizhen, Ming'er..." Ji Anni quickly wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand, feeling extremely relieved. She supported Yizhen with one hand and shook Prince Ming with the other. She kept repeating "Great, Great", in her heart, they both have returned to normal!

However, Ji Anni was too happy too early.

Yizhen, who was lying on the ground with her head buried, suddenly retched. As she retched, she fell to the ground and her whole body began to twitch. Only then did Ji Anni feel Yuan Rong's evil spirit coming from deep in Yizhen's throat. It seemed that Yizhen really sucked Yuan Rong out of Prince Ming's body through the wound. However, now this evil spirit was stuck in her throat, unable to go down or up, making it difficult for Yizhen to breathe.

Ji Anni hurriedly supported Yizhen, made her face downward again, and patted her back repeatedly. While patting her, she anxiously shouted: "Yizhen, spit it out, spit it out!"

That ball of evil spirit is Yuan Rong's soul. If he really swallowed it, the consequences would be disastrous.

Yizhen was in great pain, her face was red and white, her breathing was getting faster and faster, and her body was getting weaker and weaker. She wanted to spit out Yuan Rong and even put her fingers into her throat to dig it out, but the evil spirit was stuck in her throat and didn't move at all.

At this time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps coming from the entrance of the ancestral hall. Ji Anni looked up and saw the Ghost King running in. His body was covered in dust, and there were long and short cuts on his cuffs and hem. Although there was no blood, it was obvious that he had just been in a tough fight.

Since Yizhen and Prince Ming have both recovered, the other giant black snake that was fighting with the Ghost King outside should have also recovered, so the Ghost King was able to escape and come here.

Cang Gui followed closely behind, flapping his wings and diving into the dark ancestral hall. After circling in the air, he landed silently beside Ji Annie.

As soon as the Ghost King entered the room, he asked, "What happened? Did you kill that demon?" His voice was hurried and full of disbelief.

Ji Anni supported Yizhen, patted her back, and answered anxiously, "She's not dead yet, she's here." Then she pointed to Yizhen's throat.

"She swallowed the demon?" The ghost king was even more shocked, and rushed forward in two steps, squatting beside Ji Anni. He put his two fingers together and touched Yizhen's throat. There was a sudden "thumping" sound from the place touched by his fingertips, like a heartbeat.

"He's still alive!" The ghost king's expression suddenly became stern. His fingertips suddenly became longer, like sharp knives, emitting a terrifying light in the darkness.

"What do you want to do?" Ji Anni felt cold all over and hugged Yizhen fiercely.

At this time, the ghost king's fingertips had already pierced Yizhen's throat. Yizhen was so scared that she dared not move. Her black and white eyes stared at the ghost king in horror, and a stream of scarlet blood had already flowed from her throat. Her whole body, including her throat, had been bitten by the black snake just now, and it had long been covered in blood. The wound pierced by the ghost king's nails was not as big as the bloody holes bitten by the poisonous snakes.

The Ghost King did not answer Ji Anni's question. He lowered his eyebrows and stared intently at the evil spirit deep in Yizhen's throat.

There is no time to explain now, Yizhen may suffocate to death at any time.

"Don't move." The ghost king grabbed Yizhen's hand. Yizhen was shaking all the time, which made the ghost king a little afraid to attack.

"Yizhen..." Ji Anni held Yizhen's hand tightly and encouraged her with her eyes.

At this time, Yizhen also felt that the Ghost King was trying to save her, so she slowly closed her eyes and completely handed her life to the other party.

After the sharp fingertips were aligned with the target, a bright red mark was cut on the throat. Almost at the same moment, the evil spirit stuck in the throat suddenly rushed out, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch it with the naked eye.

Ji Anni was stunned for a moment, and then she heard the Ghost King shout "Be careful", and she subconsciously pounced on Prince Ming's body.

Yuan Rong's evil spirit slammed into Ji Anni's back.

Fortunately, Ji Annie reacted quickly, otherwise Yuan Rong would have entered Prince Ming's body again by now.

The Cang Ghost let out a sharp cry, flapped its wings and flew up, opening its sharp claws to grab Yuan Rong.

But the evil spirit had no shape at all, it was just a ball of gas. When caught by the claws of the Canggui, the evil spirit quickly broke into pieces, turning into a few faint smokes, escaping from the claws, and then condensed into a ball in the air again. A harsh and evil laugh came from the evil spirit.

"You guys go quickly." The Ghost King stood up and stood in front of Ji Annie, staring vigilantly at the black ball floating in the air.

Ji Anni nodded subconsciously, picked up Prince Ming with one hand, and tried to support Yizhen with the other hand. But she was also seriously injured, with holes all over her body from the bites of poisonous snakes. Although the numbness caused by the snake venom had disappeared with the disappearance of the black snake, the pain became more and more obvious, and every movement would involve the wound.

"Where can the fox demon escape!" Yuan Rong, who was left with only a ball of spiritual power, roared loudly and instantly emitted a terrifying demonic aura.

Ji Anni suddenly felt her body was very heavy and she couldn't move. There was also an invisible wall in front of her and she couldn't break out at all.

Just when Ji Anni was at a loss, she suddenly heard the Ghost King's warning to Yuan Rong: "You are about to die, so just accept your death!" Ji Anni turned around subconsciously and saw a ball of blue flame in the Ghost King's hand. The flame was just like the one she saw in the Ghost King's cave.

Yuan Rong let out a sharp scream and pounced towards the Ghost King.

The blue flame in the ghost king's hand suddenly grew larger and wider, and finally turned into a barrier, blocking Yuan Rong. Yuan Rong rushed into the flame like a moth to a flame. In an instant, the blue flame entangled the black spiritual power. The black spiritual power wanted to flee in all directions just like it had just avoided the claws of the Cang ghost, but no matter where it fled, it was always covered by the blue flame.

Yuan Rong's spiritual power was dispersed into countless small pieces, and they were running around in the ancestral hall like headless flies. Some of them flew to the beams, some to the walls, some to the windows, and some to the pillars. Every place they landed on would set it on fire.

In the blink of an eye, the ancestral hall was already ablaze. Blue flames suddenly rose up, and a wave of heat rushed towards her. Ji Anni screamed in fear.

"Go quickly." The Ghost King blocked Ji Anni behind him and took several steps back.

Yuan Rong, surrounded by flames, let out a terrible scream. In the darkness, his illusory figure was sometimes bright, sometimes dark, sometimes big, sometimes small, sometimes tall, sometimes short. It had no specific shape, and was pulled into strange shapes as the flames danced.

The ghost king said to Yuan Rong who was struggling in pain: "This is the ghost fire that destroys the gods. It will burn you to ashes and you will never be reborn."

After hearing this, Yuan Rong's cry became even more miserable. The scattered spiritual power moved faster in the ancestral hall, but no matter where it moved, it could not get rid of the entanglement of the ghost fire, and in the end it could only make the fire in the ancestral hall bigger and bigger.

The beams above my head were on fire, making a terrible "crackling" sound, and pieces of wood and tiles kept falling from above my head.

"Ming'er, Yizhen..." Ji Anni held Prince Ming in one hand and dragged Yizhen with the other, desperately trying to escape with them.

Unfortunately, her strength was limited. Even if she used all her strength, she could only move the two people a little bit.

Seeing this, the Ghost King came over, helped her lift Yizhen's arm, and urged: "Hurry up, this place is about to collapse."

Just as he finished speaking, a pillar supporting the roof suddenly fell down and hit Ji Annie's feet.

The entire ancestral hall began to shake, and the roof made an even more terrifying shaking sound amid the raging flames.

The Ghost King carried Yizhen, and Ji Anni held Prince Ming, and they rushed out the door as fast as they could. As soon as they stepped out of the door, they heard a loud "boom" behind them. They turned around and found that the entire ancestral hall had become a ruin.

The Cang Gui flew out from the sparks splashed from the ruins and landed beside Ji Annie.

Yuan Rong, who was trapped in the ruins, let out a piercing scream. The black cloud pressing in the air quickly rolled up, accompanied by "crackling" lightning.

Although the blue flames looked cold and temperatureless, Ji Anni, who was standing next to the fire, could clearly feel the terrible heat wave. The blazing flames made her believe that everything surrounded by this flame, whether it was a human or a monster, would be reduced to ashes in an instant.

Ji Anni hugged the unconscious Prince Ming tightly, staring blankly at the hellish scene before her.

The flames from the Demon-Suppressing Temple shot up into the sky, and Yuan Rong's phantom twisted and struggled in the air along with the flames, as if it might pounce again at any time.

"Don't be afraid, he is just struggling to survive. No monster can escape the flames of the Devil-Exterminating Ghost Fire." The Ghost King looked at the burning Demon Temple, looking at the house and monsters being devoured by the blue flames without any expression. "After the Devil-Exterminating Ghost Fire is extinguished, that demon will completely disappear from this world."

Completely disappeared... Hearing this, Ji Anni breathed a sigh of relief. Great, finally got rid of Yuan Rong...

But in a flash, she suddenly remembered another thing. Xiaoxue had told her that Prince Ming was fatally injured, and it was Yuan Rong who possessed him so that Prince Ming could survive. Now that Yuan Rong's body and soul have been destroyed, and he will never be reborn, what will become of Prince Ming?

Thinking of this, Ji Anni hurriedly lowered her head and was so frightened that the blood in her body almost flowed back.

"Tomorrow? Tomorrow..." His whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

It was because Prince Ming's chest had already been soaked in blood and was bright red.