"This... well, that's what I was meant to do." Wu Zhan smiled bitterly. After shooting an arrow, it exploded with a bang, and countless figures exploded. Only then did he move and pull away from the sky above Xuanlei Island.
Just when Wu Zhan moved to snatch him away, with his strength, no matter how large the number of these figures were, it would be difficult to stop him. But at this moment, black iron chains suddenly surged out of countless caves.
And out.
Wu Zhan froze, suddenly startled, and then he looked down and saw his ankles. The black iron locks locked his ankles tightly. Wu Zhan said nothing, and the immortal power emerged from his two fingers.
With a wave of his hand, the black iron chain was cut off.
Wu Zhan didn't hesitate anymore and rushed out of Xuanlei Island at a very fast speed. If he had the strength of the God of War, he might not be able to get out, so it's not surprising that there are people on Xuanlei Island.
There are tens of thousands of people, and I am afraid that a large number of them fell into it by mistake, and they never came out of it at all.
After leaving Xuanlei Island, Xiao Yan looked back at the island with a complicated expression. He didn't know what Xuanlei Island had gone through and turned it into a complete purgatory on earth.
"Everyone here...has no soul..." Wu Zhan was speechless.
"This island is an altar." At the same time, Xiao Yan's voice reached Wu Zhan's ears.
"Altar?!" Wu Zhan looked at Xiao Yan in surprise. There were tens of thousands of people on Xuanlei Island. Who could decorate such a large altar?
"And it seems that there is more than one altar." Xiao Yan also looked thoughtful. He was thinking about the purpose of arranging the sacrifice of ten thousand souls.
"Catch those people behind and ask them."
When Wu Zhan was also puzzled and shocked, Xiao Yan said. Wu Zhan nodded slightly and suddenly looked in the direction pointed by Xiao Yan. Several figures in the thick fog were startled and fled away as fast as possible.
However, in front of Wu Zhan, their escape was meaningless. Wu Zhan struck out fiercely, killing two of them in an instant. The man in the lead was sweating violently, but he was the only one who stopped immediately.
All of a sudden, he knelt down to Wu Zhan, bowing his head and saying nothing.
As for the other people who escaped, without exception, the golden whip swept through them and wiped them all out in an instant, leaving only a man who knelt down and bowed his head and trembled all over.
"No...immortal!!"
At this moment, the man realized that his previous guess was completely wrong. Only the immortal and powerful could possess this kind of pressure.
Wu Zhan waved his hand, and several Na rings appeared in his hand. Taking a lesson from the past, Wu Zhan paid special attention to killing everyone this time and did not destroy their Na rings, otherwise Xiao Yan would nag them again.
Wu Zhan immediately looked at the man, stretched out his hand, grabbed the man and came to Xiao Yan.
"Who sent you to follow them?" Wu Zhan asked in a scolding voice, and large beads of cold sweat broke out on the man's forehead.
"No... no one sent us. We are just the last remaining people in the abyss. We are all helpless." The man lowered his head and said with a bitter smile.
"There is a shortage of resources in the abyss and polar regions?" Xiao Yan asked.
Whether it was this man or several people he met before, Xiao Yan found that they were not lacking in Origin Qi. Logically speaking, if there was enough Origin Qi, their lives would not be threatened.
But since they have Origin Qi and their lives are not threatened, why do they take such risks and hunt like hunters in the thick fog?
"It seems that this is your first time to enter this abyss. There is no shortage of Origin Qi in this abyss. It can even be said to be a surplus." The man replied.
"Then why are you still doing this?" Xiao Yan didn't know their specific purpose, but he could clearly feel it when he was following them. They all exuded a strong murderous aura, and their goal was to kill them.
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"Soul Eaters..." Wu Zhan seemed to have thought of something and murmured.
The man looked at Wu Zhan, gritted his teeth, and nodded heavily.
"Everyone must surrender the soul of a fighting god within a hundred years, otherwise... otherwise we can only sacrifice our own soul."
"Kakaka~~"
At this moment, a faint sound came from the far side in the dense fog. Upon hearing the sound, the expressions of Wu Zhan and the man changed.
"Here they come...Run quickly, they are coming!!"
The man's eyes immediately trembled, and the look of fear on his face seemed to be even more frightening than when he saw Wu Zhan. He stepped back continuously, completely suppressing his breath.
"Don't release the power of the soul. The stronger the power of the soul, the more they can sense it!" Wu Zhan said immediately. Xiao Yan frowned slightly and immediately restrained his soul power and looked towards the voice.
I saw a huge black shadow emerging from the thick fog. It was a huge scorpion, and the thin scream came from its mouth.
It is completely black, has eight eyes, and wields two giant pincers. Of course, the most eye-catching thing is its stinging tail.
But what really made Xiao Yan's eyes shrink slightly was the figure standing above the scorpion's head. When he saw this figure, Xiao Yan was surprised.
"Spirit ghost?!" Xiao Yan murmured. Although the distance was far away, a pair of pupil-less, white eyes were still noticeable.
The huge poisonous scorpion hovered in the sky above Xuanlei Island, and the figure above it swept out and floated in the sky above Xuanlei Island. Tens of thousands of people were seen prostrate and knelt down before it.
I saw it open its mouth slightly, and countless souls flew out from Xuanlei Island, gathered towards it, and were then swallowed by it.
The figure's brows suddenly frowned slightly, as if he was dissatisfied with the small number of souls, and his face showed displeasure.
"Can you offer a sacrifice?"
At this moment, the figure slowly turned its head, and its eyes suddenly looked towards the thick fog where Xiao Yan and others were. The eyes without pupils made Xiao Yan tighten his fist slightly.
This soul-eating clan is probably no different from the Celestial Mansion. Their power comes from devouring souls. They do not have souls themselves, but are composed of countless souls.
"Soul Master, I have sacrificed the soul of the God of War within the time limit." At this moment, the man knelt down in the void, lowered his head and said in a deep voice.
"Not enough... souls are far from enough. From now on, it will be changed to sacrifice one soul in fifty years, otherwise... death!" The figure spoke in an ethereal voice, and his voice seemed to contain countless voices, and it did not sound like it was spoken by one person.
"What are you waiting for?" The figure's eyes immediately seemed to be able to penetrate the thick fog directly and land on Xiao Yan and Wu Zhan.
Just as Wu Zhan was about to speak, Xiao Yan spoke first.
"We have also made sacrifices."
Xiao Yan lowered his head, cold sweat broke out on his forehead immediately, which completely stunned Wu Zhan. At this moment, Xiao Yan lowered his head and blinked at Wu Zhan crazily.