Above the gray fog

"Gudu, Gudu..."

Just when Qi Zhuo was about to control the moth to fly back, large blood bubbles suddenly appeared on the surface of the Blood River, and wisps of blood energy rose from the river.

The flames representing the flame moths at the bottom of the river are fading away.

Slender black shadows shuttled across the river bottom, and wherever they passed, no flame moths were spared.

"Let's go..." Qi Zhuo shouted in a weak voice.

It's too late to remind.

The sound of "clatter..." was heard from the water.

The blood in the blood river splashed tens of meters high, and a black shadow quickly attacked Lin Shan.

"It's just sequence 7..."

Lin Shan paused and took out the rattle with his backhand.

"Bang!"

The black shadow flew back into the blood river at an even faster speed.

While flying back, Lin Shan noticed that there seemed to be something wrapped around the black shadow. It was long, like a snake?

Through the mental fluctuations, he could clearly feel that the black shadow seemed to be very painful.

At this time.

"Zizzizi..."

A slight corroding sound sounded.

Lin Shan had a look of pain on his face, but he didn't dare to stay any longer and quickly teleported to an altitude of 10,000 meters.

"That black shadow... feels a bit familiar, not quite strange... and has a strange aura." Qi Zhuo's weak voice came. Lin Shan guessed it right. Every one of those moths belonged to him. In essence, as long as there is a moth alive, he will not die.

But there are also disadvantages. He needs to disperse the spirituality into these individual moths. If there are too many divisions, the individual moths will not be strong, and the weakened individuals will be easily eliminated.

Lin Shan ignored him and looked at the back of his hand.

The bottom of the thumb has completely turned into white bone, or black bone is more appropriate, because even the bones have been corroded.

The pain in his flesh could no longer arouse his emotions. What he felt at that moment was the severe pain from his soul. For the soul, this river of blood was like an execution ground, and the blood could bring endless pain to the soul.

"The black shadow just now... seems to be a soul body. I don't know why it has undergone unknown changes." At this time, Qi Zhuo finally remembered where the familiar feeling came from.

"Did anything bite you at the bottom of the river?" Lin Shan suddenly asked.

"Bite me?" Qi Zhuo was stunned. He didn't know what Lin Shan meant by asking. He was thinking... what to do next if he couldn't get the materials.

He still had to use the source material to motivate Wangchuan. For a moment, he even had murderous intentions towards Lin Shan.

And because he was afraid of the relationship behind Lin Shan, he didn't dare to take action easily.

Killing Lin Shan now would not do him any good except to relieve his anger.

"Um...no?" Lin Shan asked seriously.

Seeing that Lin Shan was so serious, Qi Zhuo calmed down and thought about the feedback just given by the moth, and then shook his head, "At first there was nothing under the water, and then there were many black shadows. Those black images were soul bodies. When the moth dies, It's too fast to tell."

"I understand, let's go borrow some fishing bait from that group just now."

"Bait?"

"Go back first." Lin Shan sensed the spiritual mark he left behind, flashed red light and teleported away.

When he reappeared, he was already in the clan area, in front of the big tree he left behind.

At this moment, the lights are brightly lit in front of the tree, and the fire source is still the most basic torch.

This clan has not yet controlled Yuanchu Technology. Yuanchu Technology is limited by keys, and this new clan that has not yet been discovered by the outside world will definitely not be able to access it.

The big tree was filled with torches, and a group of creatures were circling around the big tree, muttering words, as if they were performing a sacrifice.

These were ordinary residents with no spiritual movement in their bodies. Lin Shan simply ignored them and spread his spiritual power outwards, looking for the gathering place of the population.

"Over there, there is a small city, which is also the only city in this tribe." Qi Zhuo directly pointed out the direction for Lin Shan.

The entire tribe is shrouded in his spiritual power, and there are no secrets for him here.

"Well..." Lin Shan nodded slightly. Teleport away again.

The creatures that were circling around the big tree had no idea that there was just one more person beside them.

Arriving above the city, Lin Shan's mental power reached out, looking for the extraordinary people he met during the day.

Then he reached into the void and saw that Mr. Lu, who was still discussing the day's affairs, was held in Lin Shan's hand.

"?!"

Mr. Lu's eyes briefly glazed over.

"Do me one more favor."

Lin Shan's voice appeared in his mind.

Old Lu's pupils suddenly shrank.

One second I was talking about this monster, and the next second I was caught by the monster...

Did it actually never leave?

Then... wasn't the parliament just now...

Mr. Lu was extremely frightened.

He wanted to speak, but was almost fainted by the high-level life aura that Lin Shan inadvertently exuded.

Lin Shan frowned slightly. He didn't want to waste time. He had a back-up plan for the Semitic tribe, but as a large ethnic group, the Semitic tribe couldn't be led by him and Qi Zhuo.

Any changes are possible, and the only way to reduce surprises is to shorten the time as much as possible.

"I'm asking you to show me the way, do you understand?"

"If you don't cooperate, I will destroy your tribe." Lin Shan's voice turned cold.

"Yeah." Poor Mr. Lu nodded repeatedly, and he was completely speechless now as Lin Shan lifted him up.

"Is there a place to hold prisoners?"

Mr. Lu nodded to indicate yes.

"Point in the direction."

Mr. Lu stretched out his hand stiffly and pointed to a building.

"It's quite close..."

Three minutes later.

Lu Lao slumped on the ground, looking at the place where Lin Shan disappeared, his eyes full of despair.

This monster can come and go as it pleases...

Will they still have a way to live in the future?

What does this monster want the death row prisoners for?

Eat?

Thinking of this, Lu Lao shuddered, ignoring the eyes of others, and rushed to the parliament frantically. He wanted to bring new news to others.

On the other side.

"What do you want these creatures for?" Qi Zhuo looked at Lin Shan.

"I said, it's bait." Lin Shan replied.

A dozen death row prisoners were tied together by Lin Shan with spiritual silk thread.

"There are so many creatures, why not just catch them directly? We still need criminals, which is a waste of time." Qi Zhuo was not very satisfied with Lin Shan's efficiency.

Lin Shan shook his head, "I have no grudge against them."

"What a joke, do you think you have little resentment? You are now talking about this for these dozen people." Qi Zhuo didn't care.

Lin Shan still shook his head, pressed down with one hand, and threw the dozen people directly into the blood river.

"Ah!" Accompanied by painful screams, the flesh of these people melted the moment they entered the blood river, and souls rolled in the blood river.

"Complete souls... did not return to the source sea..."

"Is this the bait you mentioned? What do you want to lure out?"

"It's really strange, just an ordinary soul, but it was not completely corroded by the blood river."

Qi Zhuo saw Lin Shan's operation and flew to the side to watch. He was looking forward to Lin Shan's next operation.

Behind each soul, Lin Shan was holding a spiritual thread to prevent these souls from sinking to the bottom of the sea.

The top of the thread did not touch the blood river, and a small part of the soul was exposed outside. No matter how they struggled, they could not get rid of Lin Shan's "fishing line".

Lin Shan was fishing, and what he was fishing for was naturally the material for the magic potion.