Chapter 369: The Wandering Soul Shocks the Heavens
Those wandering souls were extremely fast and were approaching in the blink of an eye. Chu Tian took a breath and immediately used the flying technique to quickly avoid them. The wandering souls whizzed past and rushed forward.
"What happened?" Chu Tian was shocked in his heart.
I saw far ahead in the sky and earth, wandering souls almost covering the sky. More and more, they rushed into the light pillar like moths rushing to the flame. The light pillar was like a bottomless pit. No matter how many wandering souls there were, they could not cover it.
The dazzling golden light became more and more dazzling as more and more wandering souls were devoured.
In the crack, the old Taoist priest riding on the back of the giant turtle also heard the sound of howling souls. In the crack behind him, a large number of wandering souls suddenly appeared, roaring towards him.
There was a look of struggle on the old Taoist face. These wandering souls contain extremely powerful soul power. If they can be refined, his longevity and vitality will be greatly increased. Even if they cannot be refined here, they can
Collect some, return to the Endless Sea, and refine it for those tribesmen. His lineage will definitely become the number one force in the Endless Sea, and may even compete with Shanhai Pavilion!
But he struggled for a long time, and finally sighed. Unless he was a soul refiner who used soul refining as a method, any monk would have no choice but to retreat hastily when seeing such a large number of wandering souls. If he were to take action against these wandering souls,
, will definitely cause them to attack in groups. In that case, even if they don't die, they will probably be severely damaged.
Thinking of this, the old man stretched out his hand and patted the giant turtle's body. Endless sea water suddenly surged out of the giant turtle's body. The sea water hung in the air and filled the cracked space where it was located.
The old man slowly dived under the water.
By retreating, he completely lost the opportunity to refine these wandering souls!
After the wandering souls roared past, the sea water was gone, and the giant turtle followed immediately with Lao Dao on its back.
The Hidden Immortal World, which was about to collapse and was extremely dangerous, gradually stabilized due to the shuttle of this wandering spirit. When a large number of monks on the Yunchuan Continent first entered the Hidden Immortal World along the cracks, they were extremely worried.
He was cautious, but as the space gradually stabilized, he let go of his hands and feet, speeding up to catch up with the wandering souls, and followed them towards the location of the soul tomb.
It's just that these wandering souls are extremely fast, and the sound of their souls roaring together can cause damage to the monks' sea of consciousness. Therefore, during the pursuit, some monks were gradually left behind, and some monks were left behind because of insufficient cultivation.
The soul was damaged in the roar of the wandering souls and had to choose to withdraw.
There were even some monks who relied on their strength but were not as knowledgeable as the old giant turtle. After seeing these wandering souls full of vitality and soul power, they became greedy and tried to refine some. None of these monks survived.
Devoured by the wandering souls.
Slowly, many monks entered the Hidden Immortal Realm, but before long, only a small half remained.
Moreover, for those monks who were greedy and attacked the wandering souls, the wandering souls only devoured their life souls and Dao thoughts. As for the magic weapons and elixirs on their bodies, they became the objects of snatching by other monks. Therefore, these surviving monks
The small group of monks who came down began to cast spells on each other, and they continued to fight.
Feng Tianrong followed Chu Tian and walked quickly. Occasionally, he encountered some blind monks, who were either killed by Chu Tian or repelled by Feng Tianrong. Along the way, he gained a lot.
Feng Tianrong changed the storage talisman in his hand again and again, smiling from ear to ear and saying: "Brother Chu, this harvest is unexpected!"
Chu Tian chuckled and did not stop, because he had obtained a large number of top-quality spiritual stones and had enough spiritual power to support him, allowing him to continuously perform the art of lightning at an increasingly faster speed, even competing with those roaring wandering souls.
The speed is no less impressive.
At this moment, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, surrounded by black mist, was chasing a group of wandering souls. Suddenly his eyes flashed, and he saw Chu Tian and Feng Tianrong speeding not far away, and finally
It fell on the storage talisman in the hands of the two of them, and the fog around them instantly extended, and their body merged into the fog strangely, and appeared in front of the two of them the next moment.
"You two have gained a lot from your friendly approach!" Although he was smiling when he spoke, there was an undisguised murderous intent in his eyes, blocking their way forward.
"Third level of treasure talisman realm!" Feng Tianrong's eyes flashed and he said softly.
But Chu Tian looked as usual and scolded coldly: "Go away!"
With his current level of cultivation, although it would be difficult to kill this middle-aged man, it would be easy to seriously injure him.
The middle-aged man laughed, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, and casually clapped his right hand forward.
"Bang!"
A black mist spurted out from his hand, and immediately turned into a huge palm, slamming towards Chu Tian. The moment the palm appeared, a murderous aura suddenly enveloped the surroundings.
"Killing mood?" Chu Tian's eyes flashed, and he immediately recognized the power of rules contained in the opponent's palm. The murderous intent of his thoughts was too strong, and the intensity was rare except for that of Murong Tai.
"Murderous intention?" Chu Tian sneered. If it were other Dao thoughts and artistic conceptions, Chu Tian might find it a bit tricky, but this murderous artistic conception had no threatening power in front of him.
"melt!"
After spitting out the word, a vortex suddenly appeared on the Shura ring on the index finger of Chu Tian's right hand, completely swallowing up the murderous intent of the middle-aged monk's attack. Then, the murderous intent turned around the ring and completely condensed on Chu Tian's fingertips.
The Shura Ring is a soul evil treasure. It can release the magical power of Shura fingerprints, which can condense the murderous intention ten times. The power is extremely amazing. Back then, Chu Tian used the power of one finger released by the Shura Ring to resist Huo Yunzi.
A finger pressed down from the fairy world.
The fingerprints appeared in an illusion, mixed with Chu Tian's original thunder power. His body kept moving, like a demon general, and the Shura fingerprints shot rapidly towards the middle-aged monk.
"Bang!"
The black fog around the middle-aged monk instantly condensed into a powerful aura shield. Just when the fingerprint hit, there was a "bang" sound, and the fog shield instantly collapsed and dissipated. The middle-aged monk's body trembled slightly and kept retreating.
, eyes filled with a look of disbelief.
But as soon as his body stopped, he immediately crushed a storage talisman, and countless top-grade spiritual stones flew out from it. As soon as these spiritual stones appeared, they were refined into spiritual liquid by the middle-aged monk, and a black light shot out from the center of his eyebrows.
Wrapped in the spiritual liquid, it instantly condensed into a ball of black light and flew towards Chutian again.
The moment he saw this ball of light, Feng Tianrong felt a chill all over his body. For some reason, he felt a strong murderous intention in his heart. These murderous intentions made his consciousness confused and almost disturbed his mind. His throat began to scream like a beast.
Roar.
Chu Tian, however, condensed his eyes and glanced at the black-striped ball of light. Without saying a word, he stretched out his hand to grab it. The black-striped ball of light fell into Chu Tian's hand like a plaything without any change.
Holding the black-patterned ball of light in his hand, Chu Tian glanced at the middle-aged monk. The latter immediately felt as if he had been shocked by an electric shock. The look of shock in his eyes became more intense, and his body unconsciously retreated to the side.
Feng Tianrong didn't regain consciousness until this moment. After a while of fear, he stared at the black patterned ball of light in Chu Tian's hand, then glanced at the middle-aged monk, and without saying a word, he followed Chu Tian towards the Soul Tomb.
The middle-aged monk did not stop him anymore, and his mind was filled with the influence of the ring on the index finger of Chu Tian's right hand.
After a long time, until the two of them disappeared into nothingness, the middle-aged monk retracted his gaze, came back to his senses, and started talking to himself.
"There has been a sudden change in the Hidden Immortal Realm, and thousands of souls have emerged. Shanhai Pavilion will definitely send people to calm it down. This is a great opportunity for our Soul Evil Sect. We must not let the people from Shanhai Pavilion re-seal the Soul Tomb. But I didn't expect that here.
I saw the relics of my ancestors, and this person is actually able to decipher my sect’s soul technique. He must be related to my ancestors. This matter is very strange, so I’d better report it to the sect immediately!”
After saying that, a transmission note suddenly appeared in the middle-aged monk's hand, and a black light was shot into it. The transmission note immediately disappeared. After doing all this, the middle-aged monk chased in the direction where Chu Tian and the two disappeared.
"Brother Chu, what is this black-striped ball of light? Why is it that as soon as I see this thing, my mind is filled with killing and confusion, but you are completely unharmed? Look at the middle-aged monk's last expression,
It seems that he is quite afraid of you?" Feng Tianrong asked in surprise after the two of them ran far away.
Chu Tian said with a smile as he galloped: "That is a soul technique that can affect a person's soul. That person is not afraid of me, but of my identity!"
Feng Tianrong was silent. Thinking back to his situation after the light ball appeared just now, he couldn't help but feel scared.
"Although the middle-aged man's cultivation level is not as good as that of Murong Tai or Huo Yunzi, the magical power of the Soul Evil Sect is not much different from that of those two people... The reason why he did not continue to take action is probably
I also noticed this Shura Ring and that I was able to decipher its sect god.
Through it, its hostility has been reduced a lot... If there is no accident, after leaving this hidden immortal world, I am afraid that I will encounter the disciples of the Soul Evil Sect. By then, I don't know whether this Shura Ring will be a disaster or a blessing for me... Soul
Sha Zong..." Chu Tian was thinking and unknowingly arrived not far from the Soul Tomb.
The mountain peak is still not there. In this world, thousands of souls are roaring and wandering souls are running. Huge light pillars shoot out of the sky, flashing with dazzling golden light. People dare not look directly. Even if they stand far away, they can still feel the consciousness.
The sea stings.
Above the light pillar, there are golden whirlpools. Countless wandering souls are involved in the whirlpool. No matter how hard they struggle, they cannot resist the suction of the whirlpool. They are continuously refined by the light pillar. At the top of the light pillar, there is a snow-white
The beautiful woman in the long skirt stood high above, dragging a ball of colorful mist with her right hand, and her left hand, like pulling a thread, continuously pulled out the golden light from the light pillar and merged into the colorful mist.