"Oh?" Zhang Feng was stunned, "Shouldn't a monk turn into an innocent soul after he dies?"

In Zhang Feng's understanding, it seems that only when powerful monks die and leave residual souls behind, they will slowly turn into wronged souls.

What is the dead?

"That's not the case," Ling'er noticed that Zhang Feng didn't seem to understand the common sense of the spiritual world at all, so he explained: "After the death of a powerful monk, the remaining souls left behind are actually not that easy to transform into wronged souls."

"This requires additional processing and guidance... To be honest, Ling'er is also surprised that there are so many innocent souls here. It is very likely that someone has done something to suppress something."

"And the condition for becoming an wronged soul is to become a god-transformation monk."

"But that only talks about spiritual cultivation. If it is physical cultivation, after entering the realm of refining Qi, you may become the dead after death. Unlike spiritual bodies, they have entities."

When Ling'er said this, he paused, "But generally speaking, these changes can only appear in the spirit world. The dead are unique warriors in the spirit world... It's strange that they can appear here..."

Zhang Feng nodded: "You also said that this world fragment was originally the passage between Lizhou and the spirit world. So it is probably because of this reason."

Ling'er hummed.

After Zhang Feng walked into the gate silently, he looked at these skeleton warriors with complicated eyes.

If you guessed correctly.

The skeleton warriors here are all body cultivators from the Dragon Body Sect back then.

That is, his disciples and grandsons in his previous life.

It's really touching.

Zhang Feng sighed, and then took off all the remaining armor of these sleeping skeleton warriors.

Disciples, disciples and grandchildren: “???”

After Zhang Feng took off his armor, he happily returned to the passage and continued walking down.

The passage is extremely dark, but Zhang Feng's spiritual consciousness can sense the environment within a hundred feet radius.

I walked down again for an unknown amount of time.

Zhang Feng stopped.

In front of you is a stone door.

At this time, the stone door opened.

Behind the stone gate, He Sheng slowly stood up.

Facing He Sheng, Zhang Feng's eyes were cold and cold, and the Supreme Heavenly Dragon Art was in full swing, and he said slowly: "He Sheng, today..."

"Um, who are you?" He Sheng looked at Zhang Feng in confusion.

Zhang Feng: "..."

"Sorry, I forgot to turn on the special effects."

The next moment, the vision of heaven and earth suddenly unfolded!

He Sheng's face changed slightly, and then he sneered: "Zhang Feng, it's you! I've been waiting for you so hard!"

"Now that you're here, don't leave!"

As He Sheng spoke, a ghostly aura unfolded all over his body.

He couldn't help but want to have a fight with Zhang Feng!

He was fully prepared for this stop!

"Zhang Feng's physique is extremely strong. According to his style, he will definitely rush up to me and fight me hand to hand, forcing me to be unable to use my spells..."

He Sheng also knew Zhang Feng very well and began to make calculations in his mind.

Both eyes were fixed on the ethereal sword in Zhang Feng's hand.

It's just that he doesn't understand why Zhang Feng is still carrying such a bastard?

However.

Just when He Sheng took out the soul-whipping whip and prepared to fight Zhang Feng hand-to-hand.

Zhang Feng waved his hand.

More than 3,000 offensive jade pendants at the infant stage were lifted up by the dragon-capturing palm, and they hit He Sheng like a hill!

He Sheng, who had already been fighting Zhang Feng for more than 30 rounds in his head, was stunned.

"this……"

"This is so different from what I thought!"

"Zhang Feng, are you sick? Since you didn't want to fight me hand-to-hand, why did you take out the Ethereal Spirit Sword?!"

He Sheng is the result of this lost-spirited effort.

More than three thousand infant-stage jade pendants turned into powerful spells in the air, like countless meteors, and hit He Sheng directly!

"boom!"

"Boom!!"

"Crash!"

He Sheng didn't even have a chance to dodge, and was immediately enveloped by countless infant-stage spells.

Zhang Feng also took advantage of this moment to directly combine two layers of spiritual power and throw it over.

Amid the violent fluctuations of spiritual energy, He Sheng screamed in pain, but was immediately chopped into pieces.

Zhang Feng was stunned: "That's it?"

He never expected it.

He Sheng died like this?

Shouldn’t we be fully prepared?

You acted confidently and vowed to kill me before. Are you just pretending?

However, the next moment, Zhang Feng's expression became condensed.

I saw an illusory figure slowly floating out from He Sheng's body, and smiled at Zhang Feng: "I didn't expect you to have such a trump card, but I was careless."

"If I hadn't practiced the soul resurgence technique, I'd probably be dead by now."

Zhang Feng's face darkened.

Soul Gate's methods are indeed unpredictable.

Even after the body dies, the body of the soul can survive.

"Brother, be careful, he is a spirit now," Ling'er quickly reminded, "Physical attacks are ineffective against him."

Zhang Feng nodded and was about to throw out another offensive jade pendant.

However.

"Zhang Feng, you have a lot of trump cards," He Sheng smiled slowly, "but do you really think I have no preparations?"

"I have thought of this scene for a long time."

"Zhang Feng, what do you think this is?"

After He Sheng finished speaking, the illusory soul body raised his hand and waved.

A soul-calming flag was slowly lifted from the ground!

Zhang Feng's expression changed slightly when he saw this familiar soul-calming flag!

"Great Demon King?" Zhang Feng's face darkened.

Ling'er's mood also changed drastically, and she instantly became irritable and full of hatred.

"Big brother! It's him, it's this aura."

"It was he who killed my father and caused the spiritual world to fall apart, causing me to hide here!"

"Big brother, kill him and avenge my father!"

He Sheng suddenly shouted: "Soul-suppressing flag, rise!"

The bright red flag of the Zhenhun Banner flew instantly and made a hunting sound.

A majestic scarlet aura spread out from the soul-suppressing flag, swept across, and filled the entire secret room like a sea of ​​blood.

A burly figure exuding a ghostly aura slowly walked out of the sea of ​​blood.

"Great Demon King!" Zhang Feng suddenly felt an ominous feeling in his heart and took a dozen steps back.

However, Zhang Feng had not yet settled down.

The Great Demon King flashed and appeared behind Zhang Feng.

His right hand was already filled with scarlet ghost energy, piercing Zhang Feng's heart.

"Hehehehe, Zhang Feng, you..." He Sheng sneered.
To be continued...