The soul-eating beast is originally made from the soul of the ghost beast. △,
Although the ghost beast also likes to eat ghost ghosts, it does not have the powerful aura of the soul-eating beast. If it is a ghost beast at this time, then the ghost ghosts around it will naturally not be so quiet and allow each other to devour them.
Based on the characteristics of the ghost, no matter how high the level of the ghost beast is, under its cruelty and senselessness, the ghost ghosts will definitely swarm forward and bite without fear of death.
Seeing the soul-eating beast happily devouring amidst the dense crowd of ghosts, Qin Fengming relaxed in his heart. Without the presence of the gathering ghosts, in this closed space, the soul-eating beast naturally had nothing to worry about.
His body moved and he flew away in one direction.
Wherever he passed, thousands of ghostly ghosts flew forward, threatening to trap Qin Fengming and kill him on the spot.
Facing these mindless spirits, Qin Fengming also frowned slightly. The Qingyan sword light could naturally kill these weak ghosts completely, but for Qin Fengming at this time, killing these spirits would not do him any good.
If he kills them in large numbers, the soul-eating beasts will lose a lot of souls and swallow them up. This is not what Qin Fengming wants.
With a wave of his hand, he took out the Chaos Purple Qi cup, and more than a dozen purple light strips were revealed, shaking rapidly and interspersed, guarding him in a radius of more than ten feet, preventing the spirit from approaching.
Needless to say, the purple light belt is sharp, but its single blow cannot directly kill the ghosts. It only sweeps the spirits aside to get out of the way.
Although Qin Fengming did not move very quickly, he still quickly jumped over the thousand miles away.
Looking at the border shrouded in a thick black mist in front of him, with curse lines looming and shooting out in the mist, Qin Fengming's eyebrows also rose slightly.
With his knowledge, he could not tell that the edge of this closed space was protected by a layer of tough walls. He could only see the majestic energy contained in the mist and the lasing runes that flashed.
, Qin Fengming's heart immediately tightened.
Since this soul-suppressing bell is an imitation spiritual treasure, its runes and spells are naturally powerful.
And this place is probably located in an area of the Soul Suppression Bell that contains ghosts. If the forbidden wall is not tough, then it is really too low-level as an imitation spiritual treasure.
Standing in front of the barrier, although he knew in his heart that even if he attacked, he would not be able to break through it, but Qin Fengming still waved out his hands, and suddenly hundreds of Qingyan sword lights flashed out and swarmed towards Yin.
A dark wall wrapped in fog.
The colorful bolts flashed and instantly touched the fog-wrapped wall.
What surprised Qin Fengming was that hundreds of Qingyan sword lights shot out. The momentum was so shocking that even a peak gathering monk would not dare to face the peak directly. But such a huge wave of attacks, in the
After submerging into the mist, it didn't make any sound and just disappeared.
Even the ability to swallow magic weapons that is more powerful than that of the temple seems to be slightly inferior to what we have seen now.
"Hey, this soul-suppressing bell is indeed extraordinary. It blocked Qin's attack so easily. It seems that conventional means are difficult to break through this wall."
Qin Fengming couldn't help but let out a soft sigh when he saw the black light flickering and his attack disappearing.
Looking at the fog-shrouded wall in front of him, a hint of haze appeared on his young face.
He could accept being trapped here for a while, but it would definitely not be a good thing for Qin Fengming if he was trapped in this closed space forever.
The Yin Qi here seems to be no worse than the Yin Qi diffused in the Yin Soul Realm. However, for Qin Fengming, even if he has been practicing here for thousands of years, it is difficult to say that he can advance to the level.
It is naturally necessary to reach the divine realm and find a way to escape from this place.
Seeing the thick fog in front of his eyes, Qin Fengming's mind sank into it, and he scanned carefully, hoping to find the weak point of this space.
But what disappointed him was that there was nothing strange about this place, just like in the temple back then. If he wanted to leave, the only way to escape was through the owner's intervention.
Stopping and standing, Qin Fengming's expression was gloomy, with a fierce look in his eyes.
After a cup of tea, Qin Fengming's expression returned to normal, his eyes flickered with tenacity, and with a flash of his body, he flew away towards the soul-eating beast.
At this time, he no longer thought about how to break through the space barrier.
Since Gui Luo has absorbed ten to twenty million ghost souls into this space, he will definitely go to the so-called soul lake and sacrifice these ghost souls in the soul lake.
When the time comes, the soul-suppressing bell will be released. Only then can we leave this place safely.
After figuring this out, Qin Fengming naturally doesn't have to worry about anything.
As soon as he arrived at the soul-eating beast, the state of the little yellow beast in front of him made Qin Fengming's heart shake.
In less than half an hour, the small yellow beast, which had a little bit of gold on its body, was now covered by most of the golden hair. As it moved around, it was like a golden ball rolling.
Although the aura of the little beast's current state has not changed much. However, Qin Fengming's spiritual consciousness scanned and he can still find that the body of the little beast is already filled with abundant soul energy.
In less than half an hour, Qin Fengming had no way of finding out how many souls the soul-eating beast had devoured.
After connecting with his mind, he did not feel any discomfort from the little beast. Although Qin Fengming was a little worried, he did not take action to stop anything.
Time passed slowly, and Qin Fengming stopped beside the soul-eating beast and stopped doing anything.
At this time, there were thousands of ghost cultivators in the ghost network in the Immortal Burial Ground, and they were horrified beyond words.
Since the magic circle that imprisoned the ghosts was broken by Qin Fengming, 20 to 30 million ghosts, as well as the ghosts in the Gui Shuai realm who had bodies inside but failed to develop intelligence, were like rivers and seas bursting their banks, flying away in all directions.
Guiluo powerfully drove the soul-suppressing bell, but only forced 20% of the 30% into the soul-suppressing bell. Watching tens of millions of ghosts and ghosts roaring away in the red mist, everyone in Guiluo felt helpless.
pole.
Those ghosts, nourished by the red mist, have become extremely ferocious. With the help of the magic circle, they can restrain the ghosts, but without the magic circle to restrain them, those cruel ghosts without any sense, even if the ghost king monks come forward,
They will also swarm up and attack aggressively.
If you are attacked by hundreds of ghosts led by several ghosts and handsome ghosts, even a ghost king monk will most likely perish among them.
Watching tens of millions of ghosts disappear, Gui Luo and other monks from the realm of ghosts gathered together with gloomy expressions. But no one realized at this time that the journey ahead for them would be even more difficult than losing tens of millions of ghosts.
Withstand several times.
Nearly 20 million ghosts were sucked into the confined space by the soul-suppressing bell, and thousands of ghost cultivators quickly gathered around Gui Luo.
Taking a look at everyone present, Guiluo's face was gloomy, and he exuded a formidable aura. He didn't say much. He shouted, and with a wave of his hand, the three remaining ghost king peak monks controlled the soul-suppressing bell.
The monk flew deep towards the burial place of the immortal.
