The desolate valley was filled with yin energy and black mist. The existence of more than a dozen monks of the Ghost Sword Sect made the monsters nearby escape completely.
The female cultivator, who was as pale as paper, squatted in front of a corpse and checked, and the other monks showed a sad look on their faces.
A moment later, the female cultivator looked up and said, "Brother, the cause of death was that his heart was dug, but his spiritual consciousness was swallowed after his death."
"Is it done by the same person?"
The monk, known as the eldest brother, was covered in a black robe, and his face was buried in a hood.
His cold voice was like a carving knife, which made people unforgettable.
"It's definitely the same person!"
The female cultivator said firmly, "All the ghosts were swallowed, and there was no trace left behind.
This person is sinister and cruel, and it’s so hateful!”
"This is the fifth one."
The eldest brother sighed, “Who is he the one who is targeting us in this way?
Is it a conspiracy of several other forces?”
"Senior Brother..." The female cultivator wanted to speak but stopped.
"What did you think of, say."
Senior brother said.
The female cultivator hesitated and said, "I think this person probably has practiced an extremely domineering Yin Qi devouring technique. I am afraid he is interested in the ghost soul raised by our Ghost Sword Sect technique!"
"You mean...he treats us as food!"
The eldest brother was shocked.
"That's right."
The female cultivator said tremblingly.
"asshole!"
The eldest brother was furious, and the ghosts around him seemed to be shaken, making waves of crying sounds of thunder and thunder.
The other monks were also furious and cursed.
"Don't ask me to catch this kid, otherwise I will definitely peel him off and suck his tendons and refine him into a living puppet!"
Someone said gritting his teeth.
He is worthy of being the eldest brother. After a brief period of anger, he calmed down.
Looking around everyone, he said in a deep voice: "This trial in the Soul Valley is related to the quota of the Demon Holy Society, and our Ghost Sword Sect is bound to win it.
Since this person is going to go against us, he is the enemy and must not be let go.
If you have a way to get rid of him, I will naturally remember you a lot of credit.”
The monks could not think of any way to see each other.
This person comes and goes without a trace, and never leaves any trace. He doesn't even know whether he is a man, a woman, a man or a ghost.
After a while, the female cultivator broke the silence and said, "Senior Brother, I have a way.
Since he likes yin energy, just lure him out..." Two cold lights flashed under the hood, and the eldest brother said coldly: "Junior Sister Zhen, you will be in charge of this matter. After the matter is completed, I will not
Will treat you badly!"
"Thank you, Senior Brother!"
A hint of joy flashed in Junior Sister Zhen's eyes and accepted it happily.
It has been ten days in a blink of an eye since I entered the Luohun Valley. Li Xuan is very adapted to this kind of murderous life everywhere.
It was similar when I was in the universe and the only difference was that all the opponents at that time were super strong, while all the cultivators in the Soul Valley were weak.
Li Xuan had more than a dozen lives on hand for the cultivators who robbed and killed various forces along the way, and he also collected a lot of spiritual grass and spirit flowers, making a fortune.
Sitting under a big tree, Li Xuan picked up a ring he had just obtained. His original owner was now lying in a ditch dozens of miles away, and he could not die anymore.
"There are only two spiritual weapons, and they are such a poor man. It seems that they are not popular in normal times."
Li Xuan easily shattered the spiritual consciousness on the Sumeru ring, and when he saw the collection inside clearly, he couldn't help but complain.
When he first got the Sumeru ring, hundreds of spirit stones satisfied Li Xuan, but as he gained more, Li Xuan's requirements gradually increased, and he was very unhappy if he had fewer spiritual weapons.
"Forget it, it's good to use it to smash people."
Li Xuan held the spiritual weapon in his palm, and his spiritual consciousness spread out, and suddenly penetrated into the spiritual weapon from all directions.
This is a secret method of "smearing gods" in weapon refining, which is specially used to erase a trace left by the original owner in the spiritual weapon.
This method is extremely domineering, but it also has fatal flaws, that is, spiritual weapons that have used magic wiping magic will lose their spirituality and will not be able to advance in the future.
If you want to completely conquer the spiritual weapon without losing its spirituality, it is naturally the best way to melt it.
Unfortunately, Li Xuan is in this dangerous place. Not only does he have tools and materials, but he has no safe place and so much time.
Anyway, these spiritual weapons are of garbage quality in Li Xuan's eyes, so they simply use domineering means to erase them.
With more than a dozen of these spiritual weapons with you, even if you encounter a powerful Nascent Soul Power, you can throw them out and scare them.
The spiritual consciousness was immersed in the spiritual weapon and began to destroy it unscrupulously.
This spiritual weapon seems to have been following the master for a while, and the original owner's traces are everywhere in every corner, but Li Xuan is completely missing. As long as he discovers it, he will ruthlessly erase it.
In just a quarter of an hour, the traces in the spiritual weapon were cleared out, and most of the spirituality dissipated.
When Li Xuan was about to deal with another spiritual weapon, his heart moved slightly.
A monk was running away at an extremely fast speed in the direction he was in, and his aura was a little familiar, as if he was a monk in Youzhou City! "Whether to save it or not?"
Li Xuan was a little hesitant.
He would not feel any psychological burden when he saw death, but after a slight change of mind, he still sighed and stood up.
The spiritual power surged, and Li Xuan released a breath. This was the secret communication method taught by Hang Zilong on the way to come, which was specially used to convey messages between monks in Youzhou City.
The monks in Youzhou City who were escaping suddenly sensed the familiar aura and couldn't help but be overjoyed, and rolled and crawled towards Li Xuan.
"Bang..." Knocked a bush and a young male cultivator stumbled out, and saw Li Xuan standing still at first sight.
He looked happy and said, "Fellow Taoist!"
Seeing the person who came in a very embarrassed look, especially when he noticed the other party's cultivation, Li Xuan couldn't help but frown slightly.
Li Xuan always thought that his Jindan realm was the lowest among the cultivators who entered the Soul Valley. The person in front of him had a cultivation level similar to his. I really didn't know why Hang Zilong chose such a person to participate in the Soul Valley trial.
Did this kid offend any elder and be sent in to die?
Three more auras approached quickly in the distance. This aura full of tyranny and bloodthirsty can be found by looking at it. Fortunately, all three are only the peaks of the Golden Elixir Realm, and there is no Nascent Soul Cultivation, otherwise
Li Xuan would not show this! The monks in Youzhou City fled to Li Xuan in panting, with fear in their eyes.
He stammered: "It's three heads chasing me, fellow Taoists must save me."
Before he finished speaking, a sound of branches breaking in the jungle sounded, and three evil heads wearing cassocks rushed out.
"Huh!"
The fat big-headed Tuo, who was the leader, couldn't help but show a hint of surprise when he saw Li Xuan.