As a unique area in the Western Region of Zhongzhou, and the site of a very large battlefield in ancient times, the Zombie Mountain Range is extremely famous.
The strange mist that hangs over the mountains all year round, which can corrode the human body, is cold and humid, and the strange mountain wind is like the whisper of evil spirits. The mountains are shrouded in fog all day long, and the sky is invisible, making them appear dark and depressing. In addition, there is no profit in it, and the corpse
The Ghost Mountain Range is the least popular mountain range in the Western Region.
However, what the world doesn't know is that the seemingly unprofitable and ordinary zombie mountain range is actually the base camp of Zhongzhou's super power - the Soul Palace.
The environment of the Corpse Mountains, which is extremely uncomfortable for ordinary strong people, is the most suitable place for the strong ones in the Soul Palace.
Countless figures hovered over the mountains. From time to time, several black mists swept from the outside world into the magnificent black palace deep in the mountains. There were also many figures heading from the black palace to the outside world.
During this period, people who are acquainted will even exchange a few words when they meet.
"Old Lin, how's the recent harvest over there?"
"It's terrible, what else can it be? It's no different from usual. I was almost killed by someone above me the day before yesterday."
"Stop complaining. It's better to live a quiet life for a few days than to go to the battlefield and die!"
"and……"
"I heard..."
"There is news from above. After a while, we will be able to withdraw immediately!"
"Evacuate? Where to evacuate?"
"No matter where he goes! It's better than worrying here."
"Too……"
"Forget it, let's go to work first, let's take a walk!" The two figures were about to separate.
"Let's go..." Suddenly, a hand with clear joints stretched out from the side, and instantly penetrated two black shadows. Their eyes widened, but they couldn't make any sound. They could only look at the smiling white man in front of them in horror.
man.
"Want to leave?" The man in white shook his head and said, "Sorry, I really can't let you go."
Immediately, the fighting energy in his hands shook, and the two of them collapsed into nothingness.
"What a disgusting place." Xiao Han looked at the surrounding scene and frowned.
"You're here, let's say hello." Looking at the dark hall in the distance, Xiao Han smiled strangely.
Immediately, his hands changed rapidly, bringing out afterimages, drawing mysterious seals in the air, and quietly blending into the space.
"go!"
A low shout sounded, and the next moment, everyone in the Soul Palace in the Zombie Mountain Range looked up in astonishment at the white light shield above their heads that slowly shrouded them like the top of a mountain.
………
In the Heavenly Palace at this time.
Soul Death is making a plan to evacuate the Soul Palace from Zhongzhou with excitement. Now that the last batch of soul bodies have been collected, the Soul Devouring Death Formation all over Zhongzhou has also been deployed. The role of the Soul Palace has been fully exerted.
It's time to retire.
Moreover, due to some uncontrollable factors, the Soul Clan's plan to destroy other ancient races will soon be exposed to the world, and they are about to face a war that will last forever.
As a younger brother of the Soul Clan, if Hun Dian doesn't help his boss at this time, will he end up fighting with these idiots in Zhongzhou?
Every time he thought of this, Hun Miesheng couldn't help but sneer. That Ice Saint was so kind to a woman, and he actually promised not to take action against the Soul Clan for a little two-star Fighting Saint.
This is good, as it avoids the big trouble of a nine-star fighting saint, and the other strong men are not much of a threat. In front of the soul clan's soldiers, they are nothing more than chickens and wagyu!
Thinking that he was about to follow the clan leader and achieve immortal feats, his body was trembling slightly.
Just when Hun Mie Sheng was dreaming about his bright future, the movement from the outside world instantly made him frown.
Feeling the aura that was almost engraved into his bones, Hun Mie Sheng's face turned pale and he said in horror: "Ice Saint?!"
Then, he suddenly appeared outside the main hall, and what he saw was the white light shield that encompassed the entire mountain range. Dozens of crystal blue light pillars were like nails nailed to various parts of the mountain range.
The originally deep and dark Corpse Mountains were now covered with thick frost. The entire mountain range looked purer than before, making people feel as if they were in the snow-covered land of the Far North.
What really made Hun Mie Sheng shudder was the figure overlooking the people in the Soul Palace thousands of feet high in the sky.
As if feeling the sight of Hun Mie Sheng, the figure's eyes moved slightly, and then...
"boom!"
The two people's eyes collided, and then, Hun Miesheng felt a huge pressure coming from him.
"puff!"
A sweet and fishy feeling came from his mouth, and then Hun Miesheng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his mind was shocked, "Why did he appear here? Does he really not want Ye Shenghan to live?"
Although Hun Mie Sheng still looked down upon Xiao Han's actions just now, when death was about to happen, his desire to survive was still very strong.
However, at this time, Xiao Han did not have time to think about the idea of destroying the soul. His first task was to ensure that the strong souls in the Soul Palace in the Corpse Mountains were cleaned up.
As the Heavenly Palace is located, the quality of the Soul Palace members here is obviously higher than that in other places. They can be said to be as strong as clouds. It is good if he can weaken his combat power by one point.
"Run?" Looking down like a king at the chaotic mess of the people in the Soul Palace below, Xiao Han's eyes flashed coldly, "This is the first time I have used this move. Today, I will use you to test the effect!"
At the same time, Xiao Han closed his eyes tightly, and with a thought, the energy beams distributed throughout the mountain range shot out countless cold threads exuding a cold air.
Densely packed silk threads crisscrossed each other, weaving into a large network that encompassed the entire Ghoul Mountain Range.
Gradually, some people in the Soul Palace who were preparing to escape from danger noticed that their movements were getting slower and slower. When they looked down, they were horrified to find that their bodies had been entangled with thin threads that could not be broken away at all.
What's even more frightening is that their fighting spirit is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and above their heads, the light of the light mask is getting more and more dazzling.
"Yeah." Xiao Han bent his index finger and slightly supported his chin, "This absorption speed is pretty good."
Then he looked down expressionlessly, "I just don't know what the attack power is?"
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"Have you forgotten your original promise?"
Just as Xiao Han lowered his head and pondered, Hun Miesheng, who was filled with shock and anger, roughly interrupted his train of thought.
Looking at the lifelike ice withered statues below, I feel like my heart is twisting in my chest. It's not that I feel pity for my men, but I feel heartbroken that these people died without even playing any role. Their deaths are worthless.
.
Xiao Han's face turned cold, he raised his head to look at Hun Mie Sheng, who was glaring at him, and then he stretched out his right hand indifferently, and then slapped it with his palm.
The moment the palm fell, a thousand-foot giant hand suddenly appeared in the void. Hun Miesheng's face changed drastically, and he gathered fighting energy all over his body. Endless black mist gushes out from his body, condensing into a skeleton shield dozens of feet in size, and he clings to the ground.
Block it over your head.
"Ten Thousand Soul Shields!"
"Bang~" The moment they made contact, the shield that Hun Mie Sheng had worked so hard to condense collapsed.
Then, with the power of the giant hand remaining unabated, Hun Mie Sheng's body was pressed heavily against a nearby mountain wall.
"Boom~"
Violent smoke and dust rose up. When the smoke and dust dispersed, the original mountains turned into a thousand-foot deep pit. Most of Hun Suisheng's body was broken into pieces, and he seemed to have lost his life.
"Huh?" Xiao Han suddenly frowned and said disdainfully:
"You dare to play the trick of a golden cicada escaping from its shell right under my nose. You really don't know how to live or die."
He suddenly held his hand towards the corpse of Hun Miesheng, and a bloody soul figure appeared in Xiao Han's palm.
"Su Lin, you must die a happy death!"
"Damn it, just wait and bear the wrath of my soul clan!"
"..."
His eyes coldly glanced at Hun Miesheng, who was struggling and screaming in his hand, and Xiao Han remained indifferent and remained silent.
Feeling Xiao Han's cold gaze, a chill ran down the back of Hun Mie Sheng's spine, and he immediately stopped talking.
"What? Keep talking!" Xiao Han said with a half-smile.
Hun Mie Sheng stared at the former coldly, cursing inwardly, "If you can, take away the fighting spirit on your hands."
Nowadays, the life and death of Hun Miesheng is almost a matter of Xiao Han's thoughts. If there is a chance, Hun Miesheng still wants to experience more of the feeling of being alive.
"This time I just want you to bring a message to Soul Emperor..."
Before he finished speaking, Hun Miesheng said angrily: "Asshole, how dare you call the patriarch by his name..."
"Be honest!" Xiao Han slapped him with an expressionless face. He felt like the world was spinning, and it took him a long time to calm down.
"You..." Hun Mie Sheng was about to curse angrily.
"Huh?" Xiao Han's tone changed. The former decisively kept silent and snorted to express silent resistance.
"First of all, I should introduce myself." Xiao Han said calmly.
"Introduce yourself?" Hun Miesheng was confused. They were all old acquaintances, so there was no need to introduce themselves.
"This saint, Xiao Clan, Xiao Han!"
After the words fell, Hun Miesheng was stunned on the spot.