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Chapter Thirty-Eight: Soul

I don’t know how long it took, but Su Yi finally opened his eyes, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

"I want to congratulate Mr. Su on his breakthrough to the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Period in one fell swoop. As long as there is a certain opportunity, it is not impossible to condense the golden elixir and become a elixir monk."

Leng Qingyue smiled slightly.

"Miss Leng is too famous. I don't know how many monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage have been trapped in the Foundation Establishment Stage throughout their entire lives and cannot form pills."

Su Yi sighed softly.

This [Ghost Spirit Taoist Art] is really overbearing.

Su Yi originally thought it would take decades to break through to the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Period, but he did not expect that he would break through in just a few years.

Su Yi guessed that being able to break through so quickly has a lot to do with this ghost cultivation technique.

Secondly, Su Yi sucked the souls of a large number of sea beasts.

Those souls constantly nourish their bodies and make his cultivation a thousand miles a day.

"Young Master Su, I want to tell you good news. The teleportation array has finally been repaired!"

Leng Qingyue stood up and pinched a magic trick with bare hands.

I saw that the originally dead teleportation array suddenly emitted a soft white light.

In the center of the teleportation array, countless strange runes flashed constantly.

"Miss Leng knows where this teleportation array is?"

Su Yi couldn't help asking.

Leng Qingyue shook her head: "I don't know about this little concubine, but this teleportation array was built by Huangfeng Valley disciples and should be teleported to a safe place."

After saying that, Leng Qingyue slowly walked towards the teleportation array and said, "In case, I will teleport over and take a look first. The young master will wait here for a while."

Su Yi nodded. Leng Qingyue was a Jindan stage cultivator at least. Even if there was any danger on the teleportation array, I believe she could escape unscathed.

"After the commemorative teleportation, the teleportation array is still opened. As long as the young master stands in the center of the teleportation array, he can automatically transmit it."

Leng Qingyue finished her last sentence and disappeared out of thin air with a whoosh.

Su Yi waited for a while, and finally couldn't hold back and walked towards the teleportation array.

However, before teleportation, Su Yi put all the books in the room into the storage bag, which might come in handy in the future.

Su Yi walked to the center of the teleportation array and suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

Then I saw a flash of sight and came to a strange place.

Suddenly, a cursed voice came from my ears.

Su Yi looked closely and found it was Leng Qingyue.

I saw her waving her bare hands, and countless wind blades shot out, shooting onto a black shield.

The black shield is composed of black mist and looks soft, but the wind blade hits the black shield like a mud bull entering the sea, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

"Hehe, I spent several years to refine the Nether Shield. Even if you are a Jindan stage cultivator, under the blessing of the Valley Locking Array and the rich Nether ghost fog here, this Nether Shield is not so easy to break."

A sinister voice came from behind the black shield, and the voice was hoarse and low, unlike human voices.

"It's you two!"

After Su Yi saw the ghost cultivator and the man surnamed Zhu behind the shield, he exclaimed.

Unexpectedly, the destination of the teleportation array was still in Huangfeng Valley.

I don’t know if it was the Huangfeng Valley disciple who built the teleportation array intentionally, or the effect brought by the man surnamed Zhu controlling the valley lock formation.

The teleportation array actually teleported Leng Qingyue to the man surnamed Zhu and the ghost cultivator.

Su Yi didn't say anything and flicked his hands.

However, what popped out of his hand this time was not the pure water aura, but the thick black fog.

In a blink of an eye, the black mist popped up by Su Yi filled the entire room.

They fought against each other with the black fog party surrounding the ghost cultivator and the man named Zhu.

"Huh? This is a ghost martial art? How did you practice ghost martial arts?"

The man surnamed Zhu was very surprised and stared at Su Yi and asked in surprise.

Su Yi of course ignored it and used the black fog to bully him.

At the same time, a flying sword was sacrificing in his hand and chopped it hard at the head of the man named Zhu.

The man surnamed Zhu saw that Su Yi was completely uninterrupted by the ghost fog in the underworld, and he felt a little scared. He dodged and avoided Su Yi's sword.

"Come back quickly! Don't escape from the protection of ghost fog, you are no match for him!"

Seeing that the man surnamed Zhu was avoiding further and further away, gradually leaving the black fog range around the ghost cultivator, the ghost cultivator couldn't help but shout.

Unfortunately, it was too late. At this time, the hands and feet of the man named Zhu were firmly entangled by the black fog.

After the man surnamed Zhu accidentally sucked a little black mist, his eyes were dull, his hands and feet were not in control, and he walked towards Su Yi with a silly smile on his face.

Su Yi was also shocked at this time.

The black fog he released was so terrifying, which he didn't expect.

What surprised him even more was that the black mist seemed to have its own soul, constantly seducing Su Yi to absorb the soul of the man named Zhu.

At this time, the mind of the man named Zhu had been eroded by ghost fog, just like meat on a chopping board.

Su Yi knew that as long as he thought about it, the soul of the man surnamed Zhu who had been practicing for a hundred years would be completely absorbed by him.

The soul of the man surnamed Zhu is like the most delicious food at this time, constantly tempting Su Yi to suck it.

Su Yi resisted the impulse, raised the flying sword in his hand, and chopped off the head of the man named Zhu with one knife.

After the death of the man surnamed Zhu, his soul did not dissipate.

Su Yi refused to swallow it, but used it to disperse it out of the black mist.

"ah!!!"

At this moment, the ghost cultivator behind the black shield suddenly became crazy.

Su Yi thought that he had killed the monk named Zhu, and the ghost cultivator was furious and wanted to seek revenge on him.

Unexpectedly, the ghost cultivator abandoned Leng Qingyue, his strong enemy and rushed towards a group of yellow light balls.

This yellow blinking ball is the soul of the man surnamed Zhu who gradually dissipated.

The ghost cultivator began to suck in big mouths, but his pair of ghost claws kept scratching the ground, as if they were very resistant, but it was difficult to stop the temptation of the souls of the human cultivators.

If he had not practiced ghost cultivation techniques, Su Yi might not understand why such ghost cultivation is so contradictory.

After practicing the ghost cultivation technique, the wonderful taste of the soul almost made him lose himself.

Fortunately, Su Yi did not completely fall into the ghost realm and still had a certain ability to control himself.

It can be seen that this ghost cultivator had a deep relationship with the man named Zhu. It was not its original intention to absorb the soul of the man named Zhu. It was more important to be the instinct of being a ghost cultivator.

Su Yi had no sympathy in his eyes. He raised his hands and fell into the sword, and chopped off the unprepared Ghost Cultivation Skull with one sword.

The ghost cultivator has a tenacious vitality. Even if his head and body are separated, he still greedily absorbs the soul of the man named Zhu.

Su Yi did not hesitate and used the long sword in his hand to cut the skeleton of Gui Cultivator to pieces until the ghost cultivator had no chance to repair it, and only a trace of broken bones remained.

Su Yi was still worried, so he set off a fire and directly burned the skeleton of Gui Cultivator and the corpse of the man named Zhu to ashes, and then he gave up.

Leng Qingyue said with lingering fear: "I didn't expect that these two people had been waiting here for a long time, and they almost successfully attacked them."

Su Yi smiled and said, "This is called stealing chickens and losing rice. They didn't expect that their little abacus would actually ruin their name."

After saying that, Su Yi looked at the surrounding environment and found that the surroundings were filled with different colors of array flags.

This is actually the place where Huangfeng Valley specially arranges magic tools for the arrangement of formations.

"Young Master Su doesn't have to worry. Without the interference of these two people, I am sure that I will be able to teleport out of Huangfeng Valley this time."

Leng Qingyue said softly.

"Miss Leng doesn't need to worry. Maybe there are still many good things left in this huge Huangfeng Valley."

Su Yi was holding a jade talisman in his hand, which was the jade talisman used by the ghost cultivator to control the valley lock formation.

This jade talisman was found in the storage bag of the Dahan surnamed Zhu.

Before burning the body of the man named Zhu, his storage bag naturally fell into Su Yi's hands.

"Oh? It seems that this time the concubine is going to be exposed to Mr. Su's glory. Let's see if we can find some treasures in Huangfeng Valley."

Leng Qingyue laughed softly.

At that moment, the two of them plundered Huangfeng Valley and did not leave again with the teleportation array until several months later.
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