Qian Zhihan thought about it, it didn't make much sense to control this body now. Regardless of Long Zimo's body going mad, his cultivation was greatly damaged. Even if Long Zimo was not injured in the slightest, he would not be able to fight Murong Feixue and Long Ming at all. The strength of the two of them has already entered the god realm, and even if Long Zimo of the heavenly rank exposes himself, he can't hurt them much.

The teeth clucked, and it took a long time for "Long Zimo" to raise his head slightly. She originally thought that with Long Zimo's body, Long Ming would throw a rat bogey, but now, the success has failed.

The unwilling "Long Zimo" glared at Murong Feixue and Long Ming angrily. He said in a gloomy tone: "You wait for me, I will come back!" ”

After that, "Long Zimo" cracked Sensen's white teeth and smiled, and his blood-covered lips looked extremely terrifying and weird.

"Boom!"

The moment the laughter stopped, he saw that Long Zimo suddenly tilted his body and rolled to the ground in a daze. The pale face was pale, as if it had lost its vitality.

At this time, people who have been controlled by soul exchange will show normality. However, this time, Qian Zhihan failed to absorb any spiritual power from Long Zimo's body. It's just because, the previous two times, Long Zimo was already angry, and his spiritual power was in chaos. The body is in a state of madness. There is simply no way to take away his cultivation at this moment. It can also be regarded as a blessing in disguise for Long Zimo......

Seeing Long Zimo falling, Long Ming immediately flew over with an arrow and helped Long Zimo up.

"Zi Mo? Wake up, wake up! Long Ming hurriedly called a few words.

Seeing that Long Zimo was seriously injured, he raised his hand without mind. He injected his spiritual power into Long Zimo's body. Help him guide the chaotic spiritual power back to its origin.

After a cup of tea, he saw that Long Zimo had recovered a trace of improvement. The long eyelashes trembling slightly resembled two black feather fans. On his fair face, under the narrow eyelids, two light and shadow were faintly cast.

"Shhh...... Where is this? ”

Long Zimo, who woke up slowly, was so pained by the severe pain on his body that he gasped.

Holding his forehead, his frowning eyebrows, he stood up from in front of Long Ming. When he saw Murong Feixue and Long Ming, they both looked at him with wide eyes, as if they were monsters. I also felt something strange in my body.

I sorted out my thoughts a little, and I was as smart as Long Zimo. Soon, the scene of his loss of memory was linked to his current situation.

He cursed in a low voice in a determined tone: "Damn Qian Zhihan, you dare to calculate on my head!" I will definitely get this account back from them! ”

When the words fell, Long Zimo wanted to leave here without looking back. I didn't mean to thank Murong Feixue and Long Ming for saving their lives. But before he stepped out, he found himself in the second-story Linglong Lock Demon Tower. Immediately, his expression froze, and his body stopped in place.

"How do you get out of here?" Long Zimo turned his head and asked Long Ming.

Long Ming didn't say a word, just raised his hand and pointed to the corner of the second-story Linglong Lock Demon Tower. There was a stone door, and the crack of the door was tightly closed. There is no way to open it.

Murong Feixue was also puzzled, turned his head and asked Long Ming: "Could it be that if Long Zimo doesn't die, the exit of this level can't be opened?" ”

Hearing this, Long Zimo's expression froze again.