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"Crying Soul Beast?"

Ye Fan looked at Ge Li curiously.

Ge Li hurriedly explained: "The Soul Crying Beast is not a spiritual beast born by heaven and earth, but a strange creature between a spiritual beast and a demon soul that was sacrificed by a secret sect of the Demonic Way."

"Although this beast usually has no great use, it is naturally capable of sucking souls and ghosts. No matter how powerful the demon ghost is, as long as it encounters the soul-crying beast and is gently sucked by it with its nose, it will be absorbed into its belly. In a matter of seconds, it will turn into nothing!”

Han Li was shocked: "So powerful?"

Ge Li nodded and continued with a complicated expression: "But the method of sacrificing this beast is only available in the secret sect, and it is said that the sacrificial process is extremely bloody and harmful to the world."

"There is a rumor in Chaos Xinghai that as soon as the crying soul appears in the world, the world of immortality will be in chaos..."

Hearing this, Han Li sneered, shook his head and said, "What my fellow Taoist said is a bit exaggerated. When has there never been chaos in the world of immortality? What does it have to do with a little beast?"

Ge Li sighed softly: "That's what fellow Taoist said..."

Ye Fan smiled, looked at Han Li and said, "Why, are you excited?"

"Should I run over and save her now, and then ask for the Soul Crying Beast as reward?"

Han Li twitched the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said, "This is a bit too much..."

Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense and said bluntly: "Give me a quick word, will you help me or not?"

Before Han Li could speak, Xiao Yan next to him eagerly said, "Help, why don't you help!"

Han Li glanced at him speechlessly, thinking that this kid was now a Seven-Star Fighter, could he be of any help?

Xiao Yan said with a smile: "In addition to joining in the fun, I also want to find a chance to practice in actual combat. Brother Fan, your cultivation level is higher than that of me and Brother Li. Why don't you help me pick a few suitable ghosts and practice them?" Let’s practice!”

Ye Fan laughed and immediately said proudly: "Okay, then I will help you choose one!"

"However, ghosts are no better than humans. Do you have any means to hurt them?"

Xiao Yan laughed when he heard this: "Brother Fan, don't forget, I am playing with fire!"

Seeing that Xiao Yan was so confident, Ye Fan said nothing more. He immediately stretched out his big hand, and the rich golden light bloomed instantly, condensing an extremely huge golden hand in mid-air, and swept forward.

"call--"

In just a short moment, the golden hand crossed several miles and came to the black-robed monk and the soul-crying beast.

At this time, the soul-crying beast was holding out its huge nose, and when it exhaled forcefully, yellow glow suddenly shot out from its nostrils, and it rolled towards the dozens of fierce ghosts rushing forward.

But before the glow enveloped the ghost, a big golden hand came over and swept away the ghost within a hundred meters radius.

The yellow glow hit the back of the shining golden hand, and was immediately bounced back by the layer of golden light, knocking the little monkey upside down.

After rolling a few times, the little monkey quickly got up from the ground, scratched his chest, and looked at the big golden hand that was withdrawn with a confused expression.

The black-robed monk was shocked when he saw this scene. He immediately followed the trajectory of the golden hand and saw Ye Fan and his party.

The black-robed monk was surprised at first, and then he was happy, and he quickly shouted: "If senior is willing to help, this junior will definitely respond to this life-saving grace in the future -"

Halfway through the cry, the ghost figure in front offered a green bead the size of a thumb, releasing a dark black cold energy that enveloped the black-robed monk, preventing the rest of his words from being heard.

Ye Fan glanced at the black-robed monk lightly, didn't care, and then released the vision of the sea of ​​suffering.

In an instant, the golden sea of ​​bitterness appeared, dispelling the ghost mist within a ten-mile radius, and turned into a golden ocean, suspended around Ye Fan.

Immediately afterwards, a green lotus rose in the center of the sea of ​​suffering, and the thick gray mist gradually appeared, like a sea of ​​fog superimposed on the golden sea of ​​suffering, shrouding the green lotus.

In just an instant, the gray-white ghost mist with a radius of ten miles was shrouded in the vision of this variant of the 'Chaos Green Lotus'.

Xiao Yan, Han Li and Ge Li stood in the gray mist, looking at the sea of ​​suffering at their feet with shock on their faces.

They had never seen such a way to change the world. They were so shocked that they couldn't say a word.

Taking advantage of Xiao Yan's shock and loss of consciousness, Ye Fan stretched out his big hand, grabbed Xiao Yan and threw it towards the green lotus in the center of the sea of ​​suffering.

In an instant, the huge green lotus stretched its branches and leaves, bloomed layer by layer, and transformed into a platform of green lotus under the shroud of gray mist.

Xiao Yan was thrown on the green lotus by Ye Fan, and then he came back to his senses. He raised his head in confusion, and then saw the big golden hand passing through the thick gray sea of ​​fog, catching hundreds of them. The ghosts were thrown down one after another.

A large number of ghosts appeared screaming and howling, and the surrounding gray mist surged in, forming a thick barrier and wrapping the green lotus layer by layer.

Seeing that they could not leave, many ghosts turned around and looked straight at Xiao Yan on the Qinglian platform.

Xiao Yan's scalp was numb, and he immediately turned his right hand and took out a black, edgeless giant sword that looked like a sword but not a sword, and looked like a ruler but not a ruler.

His heart moved, and the green flames in the cyclone in his dantian suddenly surged out, first appearing on the surface of his arm, and then spreading towards the huge black blade without edge.

In just one breath, the dark giant sword in Xiao Yan's hand was covered with a layer of faint cyan flame.

He took a deep breath, and when he was about to step forward with his giant sword to strike, he found that the flying ghost was blocked by the green light emitted by Qinglian, and could not get close to him at all, and could only move back and forth outside the green light. Howling, ghosts crying and wolves howling.

"How's it going? Are you ready?"

Ye Fan's slightly smiling voice came into his mind.

Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the many ghosts in the sky with numbness, and said tremblingly: "Brother Fan, can you choose a ghost for me to try first? There are so many, I can't stand it. ah!"

"Ha ha!"

Ye Fan laughed loudly, but he didn't see any movement. One of the hundreds of ghosts suddenly broke through the green light and rushed towards Xiao Yan below with its teeth and claws.

The dark wind hit his face, but Xiao Yan calmed down, his expression became firm, and he rushed over with the green flame giant sword in hand.

Above the golden sea of ​​bitterness, Ye Fan stood on the platform made of gray mist. While paying attention to the battle situation on Xiao Yan's side, he was ready to take action at any time. He glanced at the shocked Han Li next to him and said:

"What do you think the other side says, should I take action or should you go?"

Han Li came back to his senses, looked hesitantly at the battlefield where the black-robed monks were, and sighed softly: "I'd better go!"

As he spoke, he immediately turned into a blue rainbow and flew the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword to another battlefield.

Ye Fan glanced around and felt that these ghosts were far from Han Li's opponents, so he withdrew his gaze and looked at Ge Li, who had been silent.

At this time, Ge Li followed along and heard the conversation between Xiao Yan and the two. He also realized that the relationship between the three was somewhat special and was not a simple relationship between brothers and sisters as he thought.

But he didn't dare to say anything more, so he could only pretend not to hear and try to reduce his sense of existence.

Ye Fan smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist Ge, this is a rare opportunity. Do you want to use it too?"

Ge Li was flattered and said in panic: "Senior has really disgraced this junior. I am only a pill-forming monk who is about to live for a short time. I cannot be regarded as a fellow Taoist by seniors."

As he said that, Ge Li looked ashamed: "To be honest with you, senior, I actually just want to try to pick some longevity fruits when I come here this time. Now, senior is willing to take me through this first level. I am already grateful. How can you shamelessly compete with fellow Daoist Han for an opportunity?"

"oh?"

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and said with interest: "It seems like you have discovered something."

Ge Li felt ashamed and said: "Old man is timid by nature and has shallow cultivation. In terms of fighting skills, he is definitely no match for fellow Taoist Han. However, as a pill-forming monk who is about to live for a long time, he has lived longer than fellow Taoist Han, so he has more knowledge than him. …”

As he spoke, Ge Li turned to look at the battlefield where Han Li and the black-robed monks were.

At this time, the black-robed monk had already shattered a mirror magic weapon by the ghost.

After Han Li appeared on the stage, the two of them switched battlefields, with Han Li dealing with the two most troublesome ghost figures, while the black-robed monk joined the soul-crying beast to deal with other ghosts and two green-haired ghost yakshas.

Han Li did not use the "Purple Micro Seven Star Sword", but only used two Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords, and easily suppressed the two ghosts.

Seeing Han Li's power, the ghost was afraid, so he used his true skills and clicked on the green ghost bead.

In an instant, the ghost pearl glowed with brilliance, spun around in mid-air for several times, and suddenly transformed into a black demon tiger.

This demonic tiger was extremely tall, with eyes like bells. When it opened its mouth to roar, it sprayed green and almost black phosphorus fire, which looked astonishingly powerful.

When Ge Li turned around to look, what he saw was the scene of Han Li fighting the demon tiger.

He whispered: "Senior, please see, as the demon tiger moves, the surrounding ghost mist and black rocks of the cliff are affected. This shows that the demon tiger is not a virtual body condensed by the magic weapon's spiritual light, but a real solid form. "

"If I guess correctly, this solid demon tiger should be the spirit of the ghost bead!"

Although in theory, monks in the pill formation stage are able to seal the spirit of monsters and beasts into magic weapons and refine them into weapon spirits, in fact, the success rate of sealing weapon spirits is very low, and regardless of success or failure, each magic weapon only has a chance.

This causes most monks to be extremely cautious about this.

If they didn't urgently need to improve their strength, they would never waste this opportunity easily.

Therefore, the magic weapons held by the vast majority of alchemy monks basically have no weapon spirit.