"Next, it's time to make preparations for the trip to the Ten Thousand Demons Forest in three months."
Han Yi waved his hand and took out sixteen white jade porcelain bottles from the space ring. There were powerful forbidden fluctuations on each porcelain bottle, and different soul power fluctuations were faintly revealed in the bottles.
"With these sixteen demon souls, plus my own soul power, the condensed frightening thorns should be enough to pose a threat to the existence of the Spirit Master Stage."
As he said this, he raised his hand and flicked his fingers. Sixteen rays of spiritual power shot out and shattered all the jade bottles. All sixteen demon souls immediately flew away from the wooden house. Of course, Han Yi had already known this.
As expected, he formed a seal with his big hand, volleying into the void, and an invisible force instantly imprisoned all the demon souls.
Sixteen demon spirits kept struggling in the air, but no matter what methods they used, it was of no avail.
"Humans, let us go quickly, otherwise the many tribes in the Yilong Mountain Range will definitely not let you go." The dragon crocodile demon soul roared in fright.
"I, the leader of the Red Snake Clan, have reached the peak of the Demon Lord in my cultivation. If you kill me, I will be crushed to ashes. Hahahaha——" The Red Snake Demon Soul laughed wildly.
"Noisy."
Han Yi had no expression on his face. He drew the seal with his right hand, and then moved quickly. The huge soul power poured out. Whoosh, a small transparent flame emerged in his palm. A burst of shock that made the soul and body frightened.
The high temperature spread, and the sixteen demon souls turned their heads at the same time. When they saw the transparent flames in Han Yi's palm, their eyes widened at the same time, and the next moment they started struggling even more crazily.
"Soul fire, how is it possible? How can this guy condense soul fire?" Dragon Crocodile roared in his heart, "That is something that only supreme-level beings can condense."
"Soul refining."
The transparent flame in the palm instantly dispersed, turning into sixteen fire threads and flying to the sixteen demon souls. When the fire threads touched the demon souls, they exploded like a bowl of fuel poured into the flames, and the flames exploded.
All the demon spirits were enveloped.
"Ah ah ah - no, don't, let us go, let us go, we are willing to serve you as your master and be your servants."
"I have hidden many treasures in the Yilong Mountains. As long as you let me go, I can give you all those treasures."
"Ah - if you let me go, I can tell you the secret of Yilong Mountain Range. I can tell you whatever you want to know."
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The demon souls couldn't help but scream. Soul refining is definitely the most terrifying punishment in the world. Listening to the demon souls' miserable screams, even Han Yi couldn't help but feel scared, but he had no intention of stopping.
Only by refining sixteen demon souls and absorbing their pure soul power could Han Yi practice the secret technique he learned from the evil spirits, the Shocking Thorn. When he was in the Yilong Mountains, he relied on the Red Flame Dragon Lizard
The frightening thorn, which was condensed with soul power, unexpectedly gave the dragon bear a fatal blow.
Soon, under the burning of the soul fire, the demon souls gradually lost their voices, leaving only the illusory soul bodies floating quietly in the transparent flames, and traces of pure soul power were stripped out, turning into
Drops of blue water droplets flew towards Han Yi and gathered next to his body.
Seven days later, the sixteen demon souls had been completely refined by Han Yi. He woke up from trance, his eyes were clear and deep and majestic. He formed a seal with his hands and closed them slightly. Buzz, invisible power radiated out, and his whole body was filled with energy.
All the blue water droplets from the wooden house flew out and merged under the pull of Han Yi's seal.
Soon, the tens of thousands of drops of condensed soul power all gathered together and turned into a head-sized almost black liquid mass. The liquid mass emitted vast soul power fluctuations, which made Han Yi feel frightened.
trembling.
There is no doubt that once this ball of soul liquid condenses into a frightening thorn, it will definitely cause fatal damage to him. And his soul power is stronger than that of ordinary early-stage Spirit Master monks, which shows that he has mastered the frightening ability this time.
The secret technique of stabbing can already threaten monks at the spiritual level.
Han Yi stared at the dark black soul liquid suspended between his hands with a serious look. He would be playing with fire if he was not careful when he gathered such powerful soul power to practice the Shocking Thorn, so he had to be extremely careful.
"Let's begin." He took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes. At the same time, the soul body in the consciousness sea space opened its eyes, formed a seal with his hands, and then waved it in front of him, floating in the air.
The soul liquid in front of Han Yi trembled, and suddenly turned into a water column and flew in from his forehead, appearing directly in the consciousness sea space.
The little face of Han Yi's soul body also had a serious expression, and he did not dare to be careless in the slightest. As he formed mysterious and extraordinary seals one after another, the shape of the soul liquid also began to undergo huge changes.
The soul liquid continued to condense, and its color changed from dark black to deep black, until finally it turned into a ball of dark, ink-like viscous liquid no more than the size of a thumb.
Looking at the extremely condensed and viscous soul liquid, Han Yi's soul body's expression became more solemn. If the soul liquid rioted at this time, he would not be able to suppress it even if he tried his best.
A trace of hesitation flashed across Han Yi's soul face, and was instantly replaced by a determined look. He formed seals quickly and created seals one after another. As those seals melted into the viscous soul liquid, the consistency
The soul body twisted and agitated, as if there was a huge force driving it to change.
The viscous soul liquid was stretched by the invisible force and slowly turned into a black needle more than half a foot long. Incomparably powerful soul power fluctuations escaped from the black needle, causing Han Yi's soul to
I didn't even feel a tremor.
"It is indeed something condensed by the demon souls of sixteen top demon kings. With such a huge aura, even I will never be able to withstand its blow."
Han Yi's soul body murmured to himself, while his fingers flicked at high speed to pull out the shadow of disillusionment, and each mysterious seal was completed between his fingers.
At this time, in the depths of the Ten Thousand Demons Forest, on a certain mountain peak shrouded by a black poisonous miasma all year round, a dozen men in black flew into the huge palace on the mountainside in a jet-black escaping light.
"Lord Mingli." The people in black knelt down on one knee in the middle of the hall. Their faces exposed to the air were so pale that they looked like dead people, but their eyes were deep and dark, revealing a frightening light. They were obviously all
He is not an idle person.
"Have you found it?" A black mist circulated on the throne above the main hall, and a majestic voice came from it, implying an aura of bloodthirsty and cruelty.
"According to Lord Hades' calculations, we found the entrance in Blackwood Mountain. Through the perception of the pulse plate, we can confirm that the thing is hiding inside." The leader of the man in black said.
"Hahaha, very good. I have been looking for it for so long and finally found it." The black mist surged violently, and then slowly dissipated, revealing a burly man in black. But this man looked completely different from ordinary people.
, his face was covered with black and red snake scales, and his eyes had green vertical pupils. His body hidden under the black robe moved from time to time, as if there were snakes crawling around.
"Tightly block the news and don't let the people in Yunzun Palace know what we are doing. In addition, Minghu, I will give you two months to prepare the Thirteen Beast Soul Array. When the time is up, you will follow me."
"Yes, sir."
Ming Hu responded, then stood up and left the hall with the twelve men in black behind him.
"Holy Son Yun, when I get the essence and blood of that thing, I will be able to completely stabilize the bloodline of Ten Thousand Snakes, and the Demonic Spirit Art will be able to take a further step forward. When the time comes, don't even think about overpowering me."
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In the small courtyard where Wu Youran lived in the city of insect cultivation, in the training room, she looked at a snake mark on her chest with an ugly expression. During this period, she tried various methods to refine the snake mark.
However, the strange thing was that she could not find the demon power that left the snake mark in her body, as if the mark was an ordinary birthmark.
"Phantom Snake, you deserve to die. Next time I see you, I will kill you completely." Wu Youran said with a cold look.
"It's better to make some preparations first. The place in the Ten Thousand Demons Forest is more dangerous than the Yilong Mountain Range." After getting dressed, she left her courtyard and headed for the trading market in the inner city.
After a while, she came to the trading market. The several intersecting streets were bustling with people. Almost all the pedestrians were at the Spirit King stage or above. The existence of the Spirit King stage was almost impossible to see. Only the attendants and attendants in the shops were there.
Most of the maids are spiritual king-level monks.
Wu Youran casually glanced at the shops on both sides of the street, but did not go into them, but walked forward along the street. The shops at the beginning were too small. If she wanted to find what she needed inside, the possibility
Not big.
After walking deeper into the street for about a quarter of an hour, the shops on both sides gradually grew in size. Even the attendants and maids in the shop who were responsible for entertaining Ke Ren were all at the Spirit Emperor stage, which shows the store's heritage.
.
Wu Youran randomly chose a shop and walked in, and was immediately greeted by a young and beautiful maid.
"Hello, what do you need?" The maid showed a standard smile.
"Do you have blood baby sand here?"
"Blood Infant Sand." The maid was slightly surprised, "Although Blood Infant Sand is rare, we still have some in stock. I wonder how much you need?"
"Two pounds."
"Okay, please wait a moment. I'll get it for you right away." The maid nodded and immediately turned around and walked to the counter. After a while, she fetched a small wooden box.
"There is Blood Infant Sand inside. Please check it and see if there is anything wrong with it."
Wu Youran took the wooden box and opened it. A white crystal in the wooden box sealed a fist-sized ball of blood baby sand. The blood baby sand looked like pupated insect eggs, each pupa.
There is blood flowing faintly in them, which is magical and strange.
"No problem, how many spirit stones?" Wu Youran put away the Blood Infant Sand and asked calmly.
"You must also know how rare the Blood Infant Sand is. It has taken hundreds of years for our store to collect these Blood Infant Sands, so the price will naturally not be cheap. The total of these Blood Infant Sands is 20 million spiritual stones."