Situ Hao understood that what he was consuming now was the ghosts of the dead. According to Zhuge Qinglan, he could ingest one hundred and fifty ghosts of the dead in one day.
At the bottom of the cliff, there are five great immortals who have created the Purgatory Demon-Subduing Array with the power of immortals. Those who die here are probably not ordinary people. If they can absorb more than a hundred ghosts here, they will wait until their soul-catching skills are achieved.
In the seventh level of soul control, Isn’t it a very domineering thing to summon these ghosts as my own soul soldiers and let them help me attack the enemy?
Such thoughts flashed through Situ Hao's mind, and he tried his best to endure the effect of the powerful force on his body, and crazily absorbed the ghosts around him.
The ghosts were captured by Situ Hao like lightning. As the ghosts disappeared out of thin air, the ghosts surrounding Situ Hao had an extremely shocked look on their faces. The ghosts that were originally rushing towards them were actually
I stopped running, and some were still retreating in horror.
Situ Hao used this time to absorb ghosts at least 123. He didn't want to hide himself in endless pain because of his crazy absorption of ghosts. Just when the ghosts were frightened and retreated,
The Yuan Ling Pill in Situ Hao's body became very slow to swallow the huge power. The effect of power made the body feel like it exploded. Situ Hao was suddenly shocked and did not dare to delay any more, and directly transformed into colorful flower ants.
At the fastest speed, I got into the cave that was made in advance.
Seeing Situ Hao's body transform into an ant and drilling into the cave on the ground, the ghosts all opened their mouths in shock.
Situ Hao walked forward quickly and quickly penetrated into the depths of the ground. Seeing that the ghosts did not follow him, he felt relieved.
The shouts of killing have stopped at this time, and it seems that the sky has already brightened.
Situ Hao has now obtained the dragon-shaped handle weapon. Although he is in danger at this time, he still feels indescribable excitement in his heart.
But after being excited for a while, Situ Hao's heart became extremely depressed again.
It was good to get the dragon-shaped handle weapon, but the ghost who was most likely his mother did not appear, which immediately filled his heart with endless melancholy.
Situ Hao stayed underground. After almost two hours, he slowly crawled out.
Soon, Situ Hao came to the small hole in the cave. When he looked outside, the bottom of the cliff was already bright and open. Although the dark forest was still gray, it could see the surroundings clearly.
It's gone.
And what made Situ Hao most happy was that the ghosts had all dissipated at this time and still turned into dark auras and wandered around the forest.
Seeing this, Situ Hao slowly crawled out of the cave and ran forward carefully for two steps. Seeing that the dark aura was just rushing around, he felt relieved and quickly moved forward.
Running, when he left the dark forest, he let out a breath of air.
Situ Hao ran forward quickly in the form of a colorful flower ant, climbing up quickly on the cliff, and confirming that he had escaped from the range of poisonous gas, he turned into a flying insect and headed towards the cliff.
The top flew away.
Flying back to the top of the cliff, Situ Hao looked at the abyss of cliff again, his heart was still beating wildly.
This trip to the cliffs and abyss was a life-and-death journey, and I almost couldn't come back.
After Situ Hao sighed a little at the danger of this trip, he flew back to the familiar stone house in a illusionate form.
Only here can he find a sense of home.
Back at the stone house, Situ Hao transformed back into his body, sacrificed the long sword with dragon-shaped handle from the spiritual space, and observed it carefully.
This weapon, handle, is a dragon-shaped handle, and is very easy to hold with hands together, and it also has a strange power. It wanders in the hands, one meter long, six or seven meters long, as wide as the palm, without edges or corners, like a sword but not a sword
, it looks like a knife but not a knife, it looks like a mace but not a mace, and it is black all over, neither gold nor iron. Although it is not obvious what material it is made of, this weapon looks like an ordinary mortal weapon no matter how it looks.
Of course, since Situ Hao had seen the magic of this weapon, he would never be so stupid that he would treat this weapon as a mortal weapon.
Situ Hao conducted a careful study of the handle, but did not see any mystery. He looked at the body of the weapon with his eyes. He actually saw four vigorous ancient characters on the black weapon: Tianli Lei Blade
.
"Sky Split Thunder Blade? This weapon has no edges or corners, and looks very smooth. Can it be called a blade?" Situ Hao thought in confusion.
As this idea came to an end, Situ Hao immediately sacrificed the black golden blade from the spiritual space, held it in his left hand, used his force with both hands, and slashed the black golden blade with his left hand, and slashed at the Tianlith Blade with his right hand.
"其—" A strange sound rang out, the black golden blade did not change, and the Sky-Split Thunder Blade did not change at all.
But there was only one thing that Situ Hao could clearly feel that when the black gold blade hit the sky-breaking thunder blade, the strange power that was wandering with his right hand ran quickly, and it actually made him
The right hand did not feel any heavy blow.
After Situ Hao felt this, he immediately had endless surprises in his heart. It seemed that the Sky-Split Thunder Blade was really a good weapon. The invisible power in his hand could at least help him resist one.
The full-strength attack of the seventh-level warrior prevents the weapons in his hand from being knocked out, and even does not damage his arms due to the transmission of power.
While endless surprises arose, Situ Hao raised his right hand and used the Sky-Split Thunder Blade in his right hand to slash at the Wu Xin Blade in his left hand.
"叶—"
"ah--"
"Bang--"
Amid the strange sound of weapons attacks, Situ Hao felt an extremely huge force coming from the black gold blade, which made him scream involuntarily, and the black gold blade in his hand could not hold it, flew out of his hand and hit him.
On the wall of the stone house, when he looked at his left hand, the tiger's mouth was actually shattered and was seeping with blood.
Situ Hao was completely shocked by this strange scene. The power he used was not very large, but the attack power he had just endured with his left hand, even if he used it with all his strength on weekdays, it would not be possible to achieve such an effect.
He said that the Sky-Split Thunder Blade in his hand had already invisibly increased his power to a new level.
Situ Hao walked to the wall and when he picked up the black golden blade, his eyes swept into a slight crack on the black golden blade.
"Did I have shattered the Black Golden Blade with an attack from the Sky-Split Thunder Blade? How is this possible? No matter what, the Black Golden Blade is also a good spiritual weapon!"
Situ Hao asked in shock, then he took the black golden blade and looked carefully. Finally, he realized that the black golden blade had not been completely broken, but was just a crack. If he used the right force to use the Sky-Split Thunder Blade
If you slash at the Black Golden Blade once, the Black Golden Blade will be shattered.