The four people quickly chased after him, wanting to know who the black shadow was.
If they are from the Ghost Master Sect, since they dare to come in, they must know how to leave.
If you are someone who lives in the Abyss of Prisoners, you can learn more about the Abyss of Prisoners from him.
The four of them chased for a long time, but the black shadow disappeared without a trace, as if it had evaporated out of thin air.
Liu Wuxie frowned. He knew far more about the Soul Prisoner's Abyss than Yuan Fengshan.
There are just some things that I can't say to my face.
"Wuxie, did you see something?"
Along the way, Yuan Fengshan noticed that Liu Wuxie seldom spoke and kept frowning.
He had seen Liu Wuxie's evil talent with his own eyes. In terms of knowledge, the three of them combined were not as good as Liu Wuxie alone.
"Evil spirit!"
Liu Wuxie slowly said three words.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Fengshan and Ding Nian swayed and almost fell down.
The evil spirit body was born in legend, and no one had ever seen it with their own eyes. How did Liu Wuxie learn about it?
"Wuxie, continue."
Yuan Fengshan took a deep breath and motioned for him to continue. "Evil spirits are a very special existence. They are born from the heaven and the earth. They are similar to chaotic demon fetuses and carrion bodies. When they absorb enough energy, they can produce a
A kind of body. This body may be a ball of minced meat, or it may be
A head may be a world.”
Liu Wuxie said slowly.
Like the chaotic demon fetuses, most of them were born in the demon world, where the flesh and blood of countless demons accumulated together, eventually forming a huge placenta.
The carrion body is even more sinister. The dead flesh and blood contains a trace of spirituality. These spiritualities absorb and devour each other, and finally turn into a rotten corpse.
The same is true for evil spirits. Countless evil energies gathered together, and eventually evil spirits were born.
"Do you suspect that evil spirits appear in the Abyss of Imprisoned Spirits?"
Yuan Fengshan understood the meaning of Liu Wuxie's words.
Chiyue City is extremely mysterious, and there are many races that come in.
The monks imprisoned here include humans, demons, demons, etc.
After their souls stayed here, they devoured each other and eventually gave birth to evil spirit bodies.
"Nine times out of ten, everyone should lock up their souls to prevent evil spirits from invading their bodies."
Liu Wuxie nodded, hoping that his guess was wrong.
If evil spirits are really born, it will be difficult for them to escape alive.
Even if he escapes, he will only be left with a body, and will eventually be killed by the alchemy gate, or refined into a puppet.
The four of them were secretly on guard, standing in four directions to prevent sneak attacks from evil spirits.
Yuan Fengshan suddenly reached into his arms with his right hand and took out a porcelain bottle, which contained Yuan Tianwei's blood essence.
"Strange, why is the porcelain bottle getting hotter and hotter?"
Yuan Fengshan said with a puzzled look.
The blood inside was actually boiling, and the temperature was getting higher and higher.
"Could it be said that Senior Painting Saint is locked up here?"
Liu Wuxie's eyes lit up. There was a certain connection between the bloodlines. Yuan Tianwei's bloodline was the closest to the Painting Saint, so it was normal for them to resonate with each other.
Hearing that the ancestor of the painting sage was also here, Yuan Fengshan showed ecstasy.
As long as they find their ancestor, they can leave here.
"Whoosh!"
The black shadow appeared again, and this time all four people could see it clearly. The black shadow that appeared just now looked like a human but not a human, a demon but not a demon, more like a ghost.
"Evil spirit!"
The four of them said in unison.
Unexpectedly, evil spirits really appeared in the Abyss of Imprisoned Spirits.
Yuan Fengshan was well prepared this time. The moment the evil spirit appeared, his long sword slashed down in the air, locking the movement of the evil spirit.
"laugh!"
The sword energy failed and struck the air. The evil spirit body was so fast that even the Immortal King Realm could hardly harm them.
Back then, Chiyue City had a very high status, and there were many masters in the city, including many in the Immortal Emperor realm.
The monks trapped in the Abyss of Imprisoned Spirits are not the same as some powerful Immortal Emperors.
These immortal emperor spirits devoured each other and eventually formed evil spirit bodies. You can imagine how powerful they are.
Although the evil spirit body is powerful, it also has a huge drawback. Without the physical body, the evil spirit body can only rely on its soul to kill people.
"My soul hurts so much!"
Fucang let out an exclamation, his soul seemed to be bound by some kind of power, and the heart-rending pain made him scream.
"The evil spirit has launched an attack."
Liu Wuxie said quickly.
Fucang's screams became stronger and stronger, and a strange mark appeared on his soul, like a rope, constantly tightening his soul.
"Senior Yuan, please save my junior brother quickly."
Ding Nian panicked, and his soul was attacked. He didn't know how to resolve it, so he could only ask Yuan Fengshan for help.
Waves of shrill screams echoed in the Abyss of Prisoners.
"The soul is extremely fragile. If I take action rashly, I may hurt his soul."
Yuan Fengshan was helpless at the moment. If he could have taken action, he would have done it long ago.
Fucang's screams gradually weakened, and his soul gradually fell into coma.
In a few breaths at most, Fucang will die completely.
Ding Nian hugged Fucang's body tightly and shouted loudly, but Fucang didn't respond.
At this moment, Liu Wuxie sacrificed the Soul Sword.
Regardless of success or failure, he has to give it a try.
The soul sword turned into a silver needle and penetrated into Fucang's sea of ​​souls.
At first, Fucang Soul Sea tried its best to repel Liu Wuxie's Soul Sword.
The Soul Sword released an extremely strong aura, suppressing Fucang's sea of ​​souls.
After absorbing a large amount of soul power last time, his soul sea was already comparable to the peak Immortal Realm.
The Soul Sword approached cautiously, preparing to break the rope that bound Fucang Yuanshen.
It is extremely difficult to break the rope without damaging Fucang's soul.
Liu Wuxie held her breath, and opened her ghost eyes and eyes of punishment.
I could clearly see that the top of Yuanshen was not a rope, but something similar to a charm.
The evil spirit actually knows the magic of talismans and uses the power of talismans to control other people's souls.
Liu Wuxie was secretly shocked!
Before he could take action, Fucang suddenly opened his eyes and slapped Ding Nian's body with his palm.
"boom!"
Ding Nian's body flew backwards, blood spurting from his mouth.
"Junior brother..."
To be continued...