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


    He tried to restrain his breath and didn''t want to disturb Salem who was "Practicing". Yang xuanzu floated to Gong Mingyang in the corner.


    When he came near, Gong Ming''s sunny face was like white paper and his breathing stopped. If his chest was not still slightly undulating, Yang Xuan would regard him as a dead man.


    "Yang Sheng?"


    Yang Xuan called softly with his mind.


    Gong Mingyang was unconscious and turned a deaf ear to Yang Xuan''s call. He was still in a deep coma.


    Yang Xuan thought for a moment. He simply condensed his thoughts into silk and quietly explored Gong Mingyang''s mind.


    Without understanding the situation, this way is extremely risky, but it is helpless.


    With the exploration of his mind, Yang Xuan felt as if he had entered winter from summer. The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, which made him feel like falling into an ice cellar.


    Gong Mingyang''s sea of consciousness was dark, and a slender soft beard pierced into his brain.


    Yang Xuan carefully avoided the meat beard and explored inch by inch to find Gong Mingyang''s soul consciousness.


    However, Gong Mingyang''s mind is like an abyss shrouded by the cold winter. Not only does it not see any light, but it is also extremely cold and lifeless.


    Yang Xuan was worried and wondered whether the soul of the palace Mingyang had been broken and had become a living dead man?


    With a strange mood, he turned Gong Mingyang''s consciousness all over. Yang Xuan, who didn''t find it, finally turned his attention to the slender meat beard.


    Under careful observation, he found something strange.


    The meat beard went straight into the central junction of Gong Mingyang''s left and right hemispheres, where a strange fold was formed. It was very small. If you don''t look carefully, you can''t find it at all.


    Wrinkled ordinary wrinkled meat mound, does not move!


    Yang Xuan condensed his mind into a thin thread and explored to that point.


    This is a more dark, wet and cold place. The space is not large. It is very like a dark dungeon.


    Gong Mingyang''s soul is in the shape of big characters. It floats quietly in the air. The color of his soul is very dim. It seems that it may disappear at any time.


    Hoo, I finally found it.


    Yang Xuan sighed slightly.


    Before arriving at Gong Mingyang''s soul, Yang Xuan whispered, "Yang Sheng!"


    Gong Mingyang, who had closed his eyes, slowly opened his eyes after hearing Yang Xuan''s cry.


    After seeing Yang Xuan''s appearance, Gong Mingyang was all dead gray. There seemed to be a glimmer of light in his eyes. Weakly, he asked, "are you?"


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


    Gong Mingyang''s soul had a ripple and almost dissipated, showing his inner excitement.


    "Our army broke through here? Who defeated Salem? Did all the saints in the other World War IV regions come?" he asked excitedly.


    Yang Xuan shook his head and said, "no, I came alone this time. I sneaked in."


    Gong Mingyang''s weak face showed a suspicious look: "a person? Sneak in? How is this possible? Salem''s holy and evil palace is surrounded by hundreds of millions of evil demons. How did you sneak in alone? And you can find me inside the holy and evil palace?"


    While exploring his soul state, Yang Xuan said, "don''t worry about this Yang saint. I''ll try to get you out now."


    Gong Mingyang''s face was uncertain. After a long time, he suddenly showed a sneer: "hum, it''s just a low trick. He also wants to deceive me. Go out and tell Salem that although Gong Mingyang was captured, it''s wishful thinking to make me betray the race and change to the demon clan."


    Yang Xuan was stunned and then reacted that Gong Mingyang regarded him as a human disguised as an evil devil.


    He couldn''t cry or laugh and said, "Yang Sheng, my name is Yang Xuan. I come from the human race. I really came to save you."


    Gong Mingyang obviously didn''t believe it and continued to sneer: "if you dress up as a despicable and stupid evil devil, I still believe you, but you shouldn''t dress up as an adult to deceive me. Hum, you don''t know. The Terran has been weak for thousands of years. Where else can you sneak here to save people?"


    Yang Xuan smiled bitterly. He didn''t know where to start.


    He simply ignored him. His mind turned into thousands of silk threads, and the soul bound to Gong Mingyang surrounded the past.


    Gong Mingyang obviously felt Yang Xuan''s mind and shouted coldly, "dare you say you''re not an evil spirit? With such a huge spiritual strength, I''m afraid your position in the evil family is not weaker than Salem. Give up your heart. My palace Mingyang is towering and upright, crisscrossing the stars. How can you be the running dog of the evil family?"


    Yang Xuan didn''t bother to pay attention to him. His mind had turned into a big net and completely surrounded Gong Mingyang''s soul.


    At this time, he found that there were two invisible long whiskers connected on the soul of Gong Mingyang.


    Yang Xuan thought for a moment. His mind suddenly turned into a knife and chopped away towards the two long whiskers.


    At the next moment, the two invisible long whiskers broke in response to the sound, swayed a few times, and disappeared.


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


    Yang Xuan thought like a net and wrapped Gong Mingyang directly in it.


    When Gong Mingyang found something wrong, he wondered again: "hmm? How dare you untie my soul ban? Aren''t you afraid that I can get in touch with my body and kill the general?"


    Yang Xuan didn''t want to talk to him. He pulled the big net and left the narrow space in an instant.


    When I came to the outside world, I realized that the sea was still extremely cold and bright.


    But just after Gong Mingyang''s soul reappeared here, suddenly an invisible light from nowhere rushed over 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 sneered and looked at Yang Xuan coldly. "Why? Don''t you stop it? I''m going to regain control of my body."


    Yang Xuan never knew that a saint should break his mouth like this. He was funny and said, "it''s all right. I''ll watch it. You get control of your body."


    Gong Mingyang was puzzled for a while, but he still didn''t believe Yang Xuan. He still sneered and said, "do you think I dare not? What intrigues are there, and why should I be afraid of it?"


    While observing the surrounding situation, Yang Xuan dealt with him and said, "if you''re not afraid, hurry up."


    Gong Mingyang looked at Yang Xuan suspiciously and suddenly laughed: "I see. You must have done something in my body, waiting for me to be fooled. Hum, I can''t be fooled“


    After that, he broke off his contact with his body, hugged his chest with his arms and looked at Yang Xuan with a sneer.


    Yang Xuan almost spewed out his old blood and was almost angry with him. He simply urged the general to say, "Oh, I don''t know when the famous Yang Sheng was afraid? That''s good. When I go out, I''ll summon the whole central battlefield and say that Gong Mingyang, the saint in the fourth theater, is a coward and counsels to wrap eggs."


    "Fart!" Gong Mingyang was so angry that his spirit almost exploded: "my Gong Mingyang is a timid person. If you have any intrigues, just come here."


    As soon as the voice fell, thousands of lights started from the sea, turned into dragons, and directly fell on the soul of Gong Mingyang.


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