"Witch Po!"

A cold drink came from the mouth of the shadow man, and a faint purple light suddenly shot out, shining on Yang Ran's body.

When the purple light came, Yang Ran was shocked, because he finally discovered that what this woman was performing was actually witchcraft!

"Could it be from the black witch clan?" Yang Ran's mind turned, but he quickly denied it. He had also fought against black witch clan members such as Hei Xuan, and their aura was extremely dark, but this was not the case with the woman in front of him.

His thoughts turned rapidly, but Yang Ran did not dare to neglect, and the Holy Demon Nirvana hurriedly wrapped his body. However, even so, when the purple light shone on his body, Yang Ran suddenly noticed that the soul between his eyebrows suddenly started beating violently, as if

It's normal to leave the body.

Such an incident shocked Yang Ran, who hurriedly suppressed his soul and suppressed the strange restlessness.

"What a weird witchcraft!"

Although he suppressed his soul, Yang Ran was somewhat chilled by this woman's methods.

Although he has been practicing witchcraft for more than a year, after all, it is a long process to achieve greatness, so it is still difficult to adapt to dealing with such a high-level wizard.

"Bang!"

Suppressing his soul, Yang Ran's fist also hit the void in front of him fiercely!

The terrifying strong wind passed through the space and landed heavily on the body of the shadow man. However, at the moment of impact, there was an obvious purple light flashing on the latter's body, which resisted most of the force.

.

"snort!"

Yang Ran's punch was quite heavy, so even though most of it was resisted, the remaining power still shook the shadow man back quickly, knocking several beams apart along the way.

"Bring out the spirit!"

The shadow man was knocked back with one punch. Yang Ran's face was cold as he chased after him. The fiery wind of the fist exploded like a storm at this moment, covering all the vital parts of the shadow man's body.

"dream!"

Although he was beaten back by the shock, the shadow man was still stubborn. With a flash of purple light, the spiritual beast in his hand disappeared strangely. Immediately, his handprints changed rapidly, and bursts of bright purple light flooded out from the black sky.

A burst of water burst out from inside the bamboo hat.

"Heavenly Eyes Control the Soul!"

Purple light burst out, and immediately twisted in front of the shadow man. In an instant, it actually condensed into a huge face with small purple eyes. This eye was extremely strange. As it rotated rapidly, strange auras appeared.

Immediately it spread rapidly.

The moment the purple color appeared, Yang Ran suddenly felt that his body suddenly stiffened, as if at this moment, his control over his body had mysteriously disappeared.

Such a change also frightened Yang Ran, but fortunately he did not panic. His ability did not necessarily rely on the body to be activated. When his mind moved, the witchcraft that was entrenched in the center of his eyebrows suddenly filled the air.

In mid-air in front of him, a slightly illusory figure condensed into a figure. The fist marks in the figure's hand changed, and then he punched out hard.

"laugh!"

The vast witchcraft energy formed a soul fist mark on Yang Ran's witchcraft fist, then suddenly flew out and landed heavily on the heavenly eye.

"Bang!"

A punch hit the sky's eye, causing the eye to tremble violently, and finally slowly dissipated, and the remaining power was poured fiercely onto the black hat of the shadow man.

Such a heavy blow from the soul power directly knocked the shadow man flying backwards, and finally hit the hard wall heavily. A mouthful of blood could not help but spit out, and the black hat he was wearing also

was opened at this moment.

Yang Ran's face was gloomy, and with a movement of his body, he appeared in front of the shadow man. He held his hand and the Wuji Immortal Slaying Sword emerged, then stopped at the latter's throat, and said in a cold voice: "Now I can draw out the soul."

Is it done?”

"No!"

The shadow man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his head stubbornly, stared angrily at Yang Ran in front of him, gritted his silver teeth and said.

Hearing this, Yang Ran's heart also surged with anger. He turned his eyes and was about to shout angrily, but then suddenly froze.

The black bamboo hat was opened, revealing a delicate face with oval seeds, but at this moment, this little face was filled with a stubborn look.

Of course, it was not these that caught Yang Ran's attention, but the girl's three thousand white hair.

The white hair is like a silver stream, spread on the girl's shoulders, with a dreamlike beauty.

Looking at this white hair, Yang Ran took a breath of cold air in an instant, and turned his eyes sharply to that delicate face again. A familiar feeling arose spontaneously at this moment, and he almost screamed in disbelief.

Unable to bear it, he ran out of his mouth.

"You... Meng'er?"

It can be said that the main reason why Yang Ran came to the Southern Territory was because of Meng'er. Since coming to the Holy Wizard Clan in the Southern Territory, Yang Ran had asked Wu Moli many times, but the latter said that Meng'er was in retreat.

I haven't been able to meet him yet.

In the past two years, Yang Ran has been thinking about this well-behaved and obedient sister. For some reason, he always feels that there seems to be a close connection between the fate of the two of them, which makes Yang Ran fall in love with this little girl as soon as they meet.

She is extremely kind, and I miss her very much but love and protect her.

This familiar sense of intimacy also exists in Ji Yanran. Of course, these are two completely different feelings, but no matter what, whether it is the intimacy when they first met or the years they spent together, Yang

Although I can't forget Ji Yanran, I can't forget my sister Meng'er either.

Hearing the exclamation from Yang Ran's mouth, Meng'er was also startled. There seemed to be purple light flashing in her bright eyes, with a trace of confusion and surprise, "You, how do you know my name?"

Hearing this, Yang Ran was stunned for a moment.

Could it be that Meng'er doesn't recognize herself? How is this possible?

Could it be that the Holy Witch Clan lifted the so-called divine curse for her? What went wrong?

Thinking of this, Yang Ran immediately thought of the changes in Meng'er. Although Meng'er still had unusual white hair, the two terrible scars on her face had completely disappeared, and more importantly,

Meng'er has grown up!

In the past, Yang Ran was told that Meng'er would not grow up and would always keep her appearance at the age of seven or eight. But now, the weak and frail little girl back then has become slim and tall, even though she looks only thirteen or fourteen years old.

, but it can also be seen that she is a beautiful woman.

"What's wrong?"

Meng Zhongxian and others also came over in a flash, glanced at the two of them strangely, and said.

"laugh!"

Staring at the confused and delicate face, Yang Ran quickly removed the Wuji Immortal Slaughter Knife from Meng'er's throat, then stamped it heavily in front of him and said with a smile: "Meng'er, do you still recognize this knife?
Chapter completed!