Faced with the sudden hurricane, the ghost cultivators were naturally alert. Suddenly hearing the sound of ghosts shouting rapidly, they all calmed down without hesitation and started to use the magic formulas in their bodies to cope with the situation.
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The hurricane seemed unpleasant, but its path in the red mist was extremely strange.
There is no pattern in the erratic rolling. It is not like the usual hurricane, which has traces to follow. It seems that it can jump at will, disappear and appear now and then.
"Hoo!~~" The hurricane flashed, instantly involving all the ghost cultivators.
As the hurricane swept through, hundreds of ghost cultivators suddenly felt that the souls in their bodies seemed to be suddenly wrapped by some strange thing, as if the entire souls were being pulled out of the body.
"Ah, no, this hurricane is too weird." The cultivators shouted, and their faces suddenly turned pale.
The hurricane came in a strange way and went away very quickly. It just swept through everyone's body, disappeared, and then appeared in another location.
Watching the hurricane sweeping away, all the ghost cultivators were moved.
Although the hurricane that swept through just now was only an instant, it was a shock to the ghost cultivators. The extremely pure soul energy contained in the hurricane actually had a powerful effect on the spirits in everyone's bodies.
The erosion effect.
What surprised the ghost cultivators even more was that the soul in their bodies actually had a close connection with the soul energy contained in the hurricane, as if their souls were part of that pure soul energy.
Such a feeling made all the ghost cultivators appear frightened. Even Gui Luo's eyes were constantly flashing.
After stopping for a long time, Gui Luo calmed down, waved his hand again, and led everyone forward.
After arriving here, everyone wanted to go back, but they couldn't. They no longer had the confidence to pass through the dangerous areas before, including the ghost network.
Gui Luo knew in his heart that as long as the soul sacrifice could be carried out smoothly, tens of millions of ghosts would be able to trigger a strange restricted passage, and then everyone could be directly transported back to the realm of ghosts.
Flying forward again, every once in a while, everyone will encounter the weird hurricane of souls sweeping through them.
Enduring the terrifying hurricanes again and again, even though the ghost cultivators were extremely frightened, no one asked to return.
As they moved forward, everyone felt more and more the powerful power of the soul filling their surroundings.
And I can vaguely feel that in a distant place, there seems to be some strange force guiding the souls in everyone forward.
In such a strange place, the anxiety in everyone's hearts cannot be expressed in words.
It can be said that the ghost cultivators who are still alive at this time are all knowledgeable people, and their minds are not easily shaken. Naturally, no one will shrink back.
Gui Luo's face was gloomy, and he hated Qin Fengming to the extreme for destroying the magic circle that protected the ghosts.
If Qin Fengming hadn't taken action to destroy the magic formation, they would never have been in such a situation. With that giant magic formation protecting them, they would have been able to fly through those dangerous places without any damage.
Appear.
Sensing the strange power of the soul acting on his body, Gui Luo was afraid, but he had to continue to lead the ghost cultivators forward.
What made everyone feel at ease was that although the further they moved forward, the strange aura of the soul became more powerful, it was still within the range that everyone could tolerate.
The strange power of the divine hurricane that appeared erratically has not increased dramatically. As long as everyone can grit their teeth, they can survive it.
Just when everyone felt at ease, a blood-colored wall suddenly appeared in front of them. The wall was bright red, as if there was a layer of thick blood on it. An extremely bloody aura suddenly appeared, from behind the wall.
It spreads out in all directions.
"Hahaha, ahead is the soul lake. We finally arrived at the place of soul sacrifice."
Seeing the blood-colored wall appear in front of him, Gui Luo's gloomy expression finally showed his joy, and he immediately blurted out a word of joy, sweeping away the previous tense and gloomy look.
Although Gui Luo has not personally participated in the soul sacrifice, he also knows from some classics in the realm of ghosts that the soul lake is surrounded by a blood-colored wall. Within the blood-colored wall is the soul lake.
As the blood-colored barrier appeared in front of everyone, all the ghost cultivators released their spiritual consciousness with all their strength and glanced forward.
Inside the red blood-like covering wall is an open space, and beyond that is a large lake composed of red viscous liquid.
Just by glancing at the crimson sea water, all the ghost cultivators suddenly appeared covered in ice.
In the thick blood-colored lake water, there were actually souls screaming and struggling to emerge in the blood-red lake water. Every time the crimson sea water emerged, they were pulled into it by the lake water.
Even if everyone didn't hear the howl of the spirit, they could still feel it from the spirit's vigorous struggle.
This point, of course, would not be a shock to the ghost cultivators who were cultivated from souls. What made everyone's backs feel cold was that they actually sensed an aura that was very close to themselves from those souls.
It seems that those spirits that disappear and appear are the clones of one's own soul.
It seems that as long as the mind is connected, the soul's own feelings can be clearly sensed.
Such a strange feeling, no matter how experienced and well-informed the ghost cultivators were, they all had a look of shock on their faces.
"Don't use your senses to sense the souls in the bloody lake. If you are eroded by the strange power of the lake, your soul may leave your body and be sucked into the soul lake by the bloody shield."
Seeing the strange expressions on everyone's faces, Gui Luo's expression suddenly changed, his consciousness retracted, and he shouted quickly.
Of course, he also saw the strangeness of the lake and the strange feeling the spirit in the lake had for his own spirit.
I was startled, and immediately thought of something, my face changed slightly, and I shouted urgently.
"Ah, sir, save me quickly!"
Although Gui Luo was quick to see the opportunity, he was still two minutes behind. Just when he shouted, two exclamations suddenly rang out, and the two handsome ghost monks suddenly opened their eyes wide, and the shouts rang out from their mouths.
The gray-white mist suddenly rolled up and floated out from the two people's bodies. In a flash, it turned into two spirits with frightened expressions, and flew towards the red wall in front of them.
Although the two spirits struggled hard, it had no effect at all.
It was almost just a flash, and in an instant he was in front of the red wall. He pounced forward and collided with the red wall.
Without any obstruction at all, the two spirits entered the red wall.
When everyone's consciousness quickly locked on, the two spirits had already entered the blood-red and viscous surging lake water, and disappeared without a single wave.
The situation happened so quickly that even if Gui Luo launched an attack, he could not intercept the spirits of the two ghost handsome monks.
Seeing the scene in front of them, all the ghost cultivators changed their colors, their eyes showed fear, and their consciousness returned quickly, no longer daring to explore the blood-red lake water.
"Look for the altar and complete the soul sacrifice as quickly as possible in order to leave this strange place as soon as possible."