Feitian Yaksha entered the depths of the ghost land. Except for accidentally disturbing some resentful spirits, he did not encounter any very powerful ghosts.
This space is huge, with mountains of corpses. Countless ancient cultivators died tragically here. Their souls were imprisoned, their minds were lost, they turned into resentful souls, and they will perish forever.
However, ghost land has its limits.
Feitian Yaksha reached the end and touched the cliff.
The piles of bones, broken swords and shattered armor show how tragic the battles in the past were.
Other than that, there is nothing obviously unusual.
Qin Sang ordered Feitian Yaksha to continue to investigate to one side, and then took the initiative to walk out of the area covered by the magic fire aura.
He disappeared into the ghost mist, came to a small pile of bones, and shot out a strong wind with a snap of his fingers.
'Snapped!'
A corpse was hit by the strong wind and shattered on the spot.
Alarmed by Qin Sang, several white shadows immediately rushed out from the pile of bones and rushed towards Qin Sang. These resentful souls opened their mouths wide and screamed with extreme resentment.
Sensing Qin Sang's aura of living things, they were even crazier than those Feitian Yaksha had encountered before, coveting Qin Sang's delicious flesh and blood.
Facing the resentful soul, Qin Sang's expression remained unchanged, he snorted coldly, and reached forward to grab it.
The real energy in the palm of the hand burst out, poured out crazily, turned into a pocket, surrounded all the resentful souls, and then suddenly tightened.
The resentful soul instinctively sensed that something was wrong, but had no power to resist in front of Qin Sang. It was wrapped in true energy and compressed into a ball of ghost energy the size of a fist.
Qin Sang stretched out his hand and the ghost energy fell into his palm.
These resentful spirits kept screaming, and pale ghost faces appeared in turn, with their mouths open to scream, their eyes empty, and their expressions extremely distorted.
Qin Sang looked at the resentful soul with cold eyes, the screams had no effect on him at all.
After pondering for a moment, his eyes changed and he shouted softly: "Ning!"
His true energy was restless, and mysterious and strange restrictions emerged. In an instant, his true energy turned black under the influence of the restrictions, which was extremely evil.
At the same time, the black primeval energy began to compress inwards.
The resentful soul inside screamed in pain, and its expression became even more frightening, but it had no power to resist.
Qin Sang was activating the secret method he had received from Yi Tiannie, trying to condense the soul thread. This secret method was born out of the evil ways of demons and ghosts, and was vicious and evil.
Different from the previous time in the Xiongshan area, after these resentful souls were refined by evil magic, nothing was left. Their spirituality had long been lost and it was impossible to enter reincarnation.
The resentful soul disappeared, and Qin Sang had a piece of soul thread in his palm, twining around his fingertips like a living thing.
Qin Sang looked happy, "The resentful souls here can indeed refine the soul silk. Unfortunately, the soul silk needs to be attached to the flag pole to exist for a long time. The flag pole has not been refined yet, so we can only wait until the next time we enter the Seven Kills Hall before coming in."
Condensed. However, this is also a great surprise. According to what Feitian Yaksha has just discovered, there are a lot of resentful souls in this space. Refining a dozen Ten Directions Yama Banners is not a problem. After leaving, concentrate on preparing for the smelting.
Just use Xuan Tiezhu’s spiritual formation..."
Thinking of this, Qin Sang scattered the soul thread in his hand and chose the opposite direction to Feitian Yaksha, preparing to explore all corners of the ghost land to avoid accidents.
The next time you come in, you need to concentrate on refining the soul silk and have no time to be distracted by other things.
Qin Sang and Feitian Yaksha, one on the left and one on the right, searched separately in the ghost land. Qin Sang unlocked the Corpse Pill, and his body was shrouded in corpse energy, covering his vitality, and he could also perfectly blend into the ghost mist.
After a general search, Qin Sang was completely relieved.
It's very safe here. There are only resentful souls here. It's an excellent place to refine soul silk.
He ordered Feitian Yaksha to come back and decided to leave the Purple Mist Jedi Land and rush to the Sky Tower. With plenty of time, he could search for the ancient teleportation array in the Sky Tower.
Qin Sang's figure flashed towards the exit of the ghost land.
Feitian Yaksha also rushed back.
It travels through the ghost fog very quickly and very freely.
The gray-white mist was broken open by Feitian Yaksha. Behind it, the mist surged, and ghosts seemed to be looming.
At this moment, Qin Sang, who was about to return to the entrance of the ghost land, suddenly changed his expression, stopped suddenly, and turned to look in the direction of Feitian Yaksha!
Immediately afterwards, without any hesitation, he activated the Nine Dragons Heavenly Chariot Talisman and the Sword Escape in the ghost land. The Escape Light broke through the ghost mist at an astonishing speed and sped away, alarming countless resentful souls.
Not long after, Qin Sang's figure appeared in an open space, looking at the empty ground, his face was ashen.
The flying yaksha is missing!
Just now, Qin Sang felt that Feitian Yaksha was under attack.
The attack came very suddenly, the enemy appeared from behind it silently, and Feitian Yaksha didn't even notice it until he was close enough to be attacked.
Because of the distance, Qin Sang could not issue orders in time, so he could only rely on Feitian Yaksha's instinct to deal with unexpected situations.
Feitian Yaksha put up a fierce resistance, but the enemy seemed not strong enough to subdue Feitian Yaksha instantly.
But then something strange happened. For some unknown reason, Feitian Yaksha gave up resistance and was dragged by an inexplicable force. He was pulled directly into the depths of the ghost mist and disappeared without a trace.
What's even more shocking is that in the process of being dragged in, the connection between him and Feitian Yaksha quickly became blurred, and then Qin Sang completely lost his sense of Feitian Yaksha.
His connection with Feitian Yaksha is based on the soul mark in Feitian Yaksha's body, which means that his soul mark was deceived or erased by the other party.
There was no sign of this accident. Qin Sang was caught off guard. Through Feitian Yaksha, he could only perceive a vague shadow and could not even see the appearance of his opponent clearly.
Qin Sang noticed the abnormality and immediately rushed to the rescue with all his strength, but it was still a step too late. Feitian Yaksha was dragged into the depths of the ghost mist and disappeared.
The place was empty and dead.
"What's hiding in the shadows?"
Qin Sang's face was full of anger.
He and Feitian Yaksha investigated separately and determined that there were only weak resentful souls here. Unexpectedly, there were unknown ghosts hiding in the ghost mist, secretly spying on them and taking Feitian Yaksha away.
This ghost can not only lurk and make sneak attacks, but also knows how to target his soul mark, which shows that it is extremely intelligent and completely different from those resentful spirits.
Why could such an alien breed be born in a ghost land?
Apart from him, it is impossible for anyone else in the world of cultivating immortals to pass through the Nine Nether Demon Fire and enter this place.
Even if there are souls of ancient cultivators left, their sanity has been wiped out over the endless years and turned into muddy resentful souls. Could it be that some resentful souls have mutated?
Qin Sang turned his eyes and stared at the direction where Feitian Yaksha disappeared, raised the Ten Directions Yama Banner, and chased after him at full speed.
Various signs indicate that the opponent's strength is not high, but his methods are very strange.
As his cultivation level breaks through, Feitian Yaksha's role will become smaller and smaller, but after all, he has the strength in the early stage of forming pills and is still powerful in combat. How could Qin Sang let it be taken away inexplicably.
This chapter has been completed!