At this moment, a black light fell from the sky, covering the white smoke floating away, and emitted a huge suction force.

The drifting smoke immediately rolled towards the black light. Although the white light balls struggled hard to escape, they were still helplessly sucked away by the black light one by one.

After a few breaths, all the thick smoke and light balls were swallowed.

The black light shrank rapidly, and a figure of crying soul flashed.

Her breath rose sharply, but she was a little unstable and rolled.

"Is it okay?" Han Li looked at Tihun and asked.

"It's okay, this wasteland soul contains too much ghost power and is full of tyrannical aura. It takes some time to refine it." Tihun said, and immediately sat down cross-legged.

Shi Kuankong and others also flew over.

"Fellow Daoist Han, I haven't seen you for a while. I didn't expect that your cultivation level has reached this level, leaving us old friends far behind." A complex look flashed in Shi Chuankong's eyes, as if he was envious and unwilling, but more of them were admiration.

He has been practicing hard in the Demon Realm over the years, and some of the Dao Ancestors of the Crab Taoist, complemented each other, and had a lot of resources, but he had only reached the Daluo realm.

"Han has some opportunities. With fellow Daoist Shi's qualifications, he will soon surpass me." Han Li smiled faintly.

Shi Chuankong curled his lips and turned his head to stop looking at Han Li.

Zi Ling and Jin Tong both looked at Han Li blankly, unable to speak.

"What are you doing? Don't you know me anymore?" Han Li shook his head and smiled.

"I have never seen such an uncle before." Jin Tong smiled.

"Okay, stop kidding. Tinghun is using his skills to refine the ghost power of that desolate soul. It will take some time. Let's wait for her." Han Li said.

Jin Tong and Zi Ling agreed and sat down next to them.

"With Fellow Daoist Han, what else can I be afraid of?" Shi Chuankong laughed and sat cross-legged.

Han Li also walked aside and stood still, waiting quietly for the crying soul.

"Although I overestimated your strength as much as possible, now it seems that I still underestimated you. Fellow Daoist Han, how strong are you now?" The voice of the ghost witch sounded in his ears.

"There is nothing to tell me, how can you please follow me?" Han Li replied lightly.

The ghost witch laughed dryly, then fell silent again, and stopped talking.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed, and many ghosts and beasts attacked each other in the past two days, but the desolate soul did not appear again.

The black light surrounded by the body of the crying soul, and the originally disordered aura quickly became calm.

Another day later, the crying soul, who was sitting quietly, opened his eyes and started to roar. The sound was like a phoenix sound and a tiger roar, clear and high, shaking the nearby sky rumbled and echoed continuously.

Shi Chuankong and others woke up all the time and looked at Tinghun.

I saw that she was surrounded by black light and her aura was a little higher than before.

What's even more strange is that black patterns appeared on the skin of the Tinghun, which looked somewhat similar to some true spirit bloodline spiritual patterns.

And a vague black shadow appeared behind her, not knowing what it was.

Han Li also looked surprised when he saw this scene.

That vague black shadow gave him a very mysterious feeling.

"It seems that the blood of the punishment beast in her body has begun to awaken." The voice of the ghost witch sounded in Han Li's mind again.

"The blood of Xing Beast? I heard what you said, is Xing Beast a clan?" Han Li asked in a flash of eyes and sent a voice.

The crying soul is a matter of the beast of the sword. He had already known it, but he had never been able to investigate clearly what the beast of the sword was.

"Of course, Xingbeast is a mysterious clan in the underworld. It lives deep in the underworld and rarely appears in the world. The Hades and I and the Blood Li will rule the three realms, which is an exception. Xingbeast's natal magical power is extremely powerful and its reputation is resounding throughout all major realms. Fellow Daoist Han, don't want you to have great magical powers at this moment, but if the crying soul completely awakens the bloodline of Xingbeast, you may not be able to block her natal magical powers." The ghost witch laughed.

"Is that so? Then I have to wait and see." Han Li said.

Tihun quickly stopped roaring, stood up, and said with apologetic expression: "I am really sorry for having fellow Taoist Shi and fellow Taoist Zi Ling waited for me for three days."

Although the crying soul was practicing these three days, it did not stop its perception of the outside world.

"Fellow Taoist Tihun is polite. Since we are on the same road, we naturally have to support each other. Fellow Taoist Tihun has made great progress in this strength, which is a joy to congratulate." Shi Chuankong smiled, but he felt very uncomfortable.

Han Li's strength is now far better than him. Now it seems that Tihun's strength is probably above him.

The golden boy never took action. He was mysterious and did not seem to be a simple person, so he dare not underestimate him.

"I have been staying for a long time, let's go." Han Li said.

The others naturally had no objection, so the group continued to move forward.

With Han Li's terrifying strength as a supporter, the few people then accelerated their progress.

In a blink of an eye, a few more days passed and the group had arrived at the center of the Hundred Ghost Forest.

Along the way, although they encountered some ghost beasts, they were killed casually, and during this period they also encountered another wasteland soul. The strength was slightly weaker than the previous one. They were killed by Han Li again, and the crying soul was swallowed up.

The yin energy in the central area of ​​the Hundred Ghost Forest is even more intense, and some spiritual herbs unique to the underworld have begun to appear.

Han Li and others did not have this purpose, so they did not spend time searching for treasures and were all focused on rushing on their way.

Near a mountain range in the middle of the forest, loud rumbling and shocking roars sounded again.

Two figures, one black and one white, fought fiercely, and it was the crying soul and another desolate ghost.

This wasteland soul is almost the same as the two I met before. She is also pale, but her cultivation is stronger than the two I met before.

The two are getting faster and faster, gradually intertwining, making it difficult to distinguish between each other. The fierce black light and white light intertwined together to form a burst vortex.

The entire sky was shaking, and countless slender white marks appeared strangely in the surrounding void, radiating towards all directions.

The nearby forest was directly razed to the ground, and the clouds in the sky were torn and broken.

Han Li was standing above a giant tree outside the battlefield, quietly looking ahead without taking action.

Shi Chuankong, Jin Tong and others also stood nearby to watch the battle, which was also what Tihun asked for.

"I didn't expect that fellow Tinghun Taoist can deal with a desolate soul alone." Shi Chuankong sighed.

"The magical power of the crying soul can only overcome the ghosts, so that it can deal with this wasteland soul... The outcome is decided." Han Li said lightly.

Before he finished speaking, the black and white cyclone bursting ahead suddenly flourished, suppressing the white light in one fell swoop.

A vague black shadow appeared in the black light, which was the phantom that appeared behind Tinghun. At this moment, the black shadow was much clearer than before. It could be seen that it was a huge black ape, and he opened his mouth and sucked it suddenly.

An inexplicable wave enveloped the waste soul in the white light. The waste soul looked horrified and turned around and was about to escape, but it was too late.

It had just flew out, but its head suddenly cracked, and a white glimmer of light flew out of it, swallowed by the black giant ape phantom.

The body of Huanghun burst with a "bang", turning into a large area of ​​rich ghost fog scattered and drifted in all directions.

"This is the natal magical power of the punishment beast, which seems to be an attack directly on the soul." Han Li saw this scene from afar and thought to himself.

"Soul Devouring... is worthy of being called the strongest magic attack technique." The ghost witch's voice sounded again, full of admiration. [m]

Han Li's soul was powerful, and he could feel the shock brought to his soul by the "soul-eating" attack of Tinghun, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.

His law of time has been perfected. No matter what kind of weird attack it is, he is sure to effectively resist it, but the soul attack is exceptional.

The soul attack is completely different from the law, and the power of the law is difficult to interfere.

Although my soul refining technique now has far surpassed others' power of spiritual consciousness and spiritual soul, it is not easy to resist the soul-devouring attack that is completely above this.

As he thought about it, the black giant ape phantom flashed and disappeared at this moment, as if it could not last long.

However, the black light transformed by the soul cried out in tears began to turn into a huge black vortex, emitting huge suction force.

The surrounding ghost energy was exploding into it, and all the breaths were swallowed.

The black vortex shrank rapidly and disappeared quickly. The figure of the crying soul appeared, and the aura on his body increased a lot.

One black light spot after another appeared around her, densely packed, with 839, reaching the peak of the early stage of Daluo.

Black patterns appeared on her body again, much clearer than before.

Tihun looked at the condition of his body and showed a look of surprise on his face.

Han Li and others flew over and landed near Tihun.

"Tihun, you are so powerful. What kind of magical power is the black giant ape phantom just now? It's a killing one blow." Jin Tong said with praise.

"Does it take time to refine it?" Han Li felt the breath of Tinghun's body, and was also delighted and said.

"No, for some reason, the backlash of the power of the desolate soul and ghost inhaled into the body this time is not strong. I can suppress it and don't waste everyone's time. Let's go as soon as possible." Tihun restrained the black light around his body, and the fairy orifices around him immediately disappeared, shaking his head and said.

"Is it because the blood of the beast begins to awaken... it's okay." Han Li nodded.

The group then continued to move forward.

But not long after leaving, the ghost witch suddenly exclaimed, and the voice was filled with surprise.

"What's wrong?" Han Li asked in a voice transmission.

"Creation, it's really good! Fellow Daoist Han, you go forward to the left!" the ghost witch urged.

Han Li frowned slightly, but he still flew towards it as the ghost witch said.

Although Shi Chuankong and others were wondering why Han Li suddenly changed direction, they didn't ask anything and immediately followed.

After a few breaths, Han Li followed the guidance of the ghost witch and came to a dark place on a black mountain.

There is a pool of water here, and the water in the pond is green and emits an extremely rich and yin energy.

Next to the pool is a piece of gravel, with a clump of unusually green bamboos growing on it, shaking gently in the wind.

"You were shocked before, because of these bamboos?" Han Li fell near the pool and looked at the cluster of green bamboos.
Chapter completed!