I practice Ten Thousand Soul Banners, but you think I’m a big devil?

Screams sounded.

Wu Tian hid in the ghost realm, activating the sea of ​​blood and bone demon needles, harvesting the lives of many monks.

The ten thousand ghosts under him were also attacking crazily without fear of death.

Under the attack of his ghosts and magic weapons, dozens of monks died from time to time, and the screams before death were endless.

Some people roared in resistance, while others were calm and wanted to break the formation and escape from the ghost realm.

But in the face of absolute strength, all their actions seemed ridiculous. From time to time, people died, and their souls were sucked into the banner of the Human Emperor.

Among the many spirit ghosts attacking dozens of monks, a disciple of the Ghost King Sect who still had memories looked at his old acquaintance in life and said with a sneer:

"Senior brother, why bother to resist in such a corner? Let's take the Lord's Soul Banner together with our junior brother to keep us company."

Opposite him, the monk from the Ghost King Sect desperately resisted the attacks of the surrounding ghosts. He was so ill that he rushed to the doctor and anxiously shouted: "Junior Brother, Senior Brother treats you well in the sect. Can you help Senior Brother plead for mercy to the senior and let him let me go?" "

The black-clothed spirit ghost transformed by a disciple of the Ghost King Sect has a strong ghost aura and is surrounded by black air, making him look cold and terrifying.

He looked at his fellow senior brother with resentment and jealousy in his eyes.

Now that he has become like this, why can other people still live well?

"Senior brother please come in and ascend the soul flag to speak with me!"

As he spoke, the ghost energy on his body surged, and the ghost energy condensed into ghastly ghost claws, grabbing at his senior brother.

Then a group of will-o'-the-wisps followed, burning his senior brother's energy shield with a sizzling sound.

The black-clothed ghost commanded the surrounding ghosts to attack his senior brother at close range, while he himself used ghost magic to attack from a distance.

Not a moment.

The energy shield on his senior brother's body was broken, and he was cut into pieces by the ghosts in an instant, and died tragically in his hands.

The black-clothed spirit ghost devoured his senior brother's flesh and blood to increase his own strength, and watched as his senior brother's soul was sucked into the Human Emperor Banner.

He smiled with satisfaction.

With one more acquaintance to keep him company, he is no longer lonely among the banners of the Human Emperor.

With the attack of ten thousand ghosts, dozens of monks died quickly.

Even if the spirit ghost with memory wants to let go and save his friend's life, the other spirit ghosts will not agree.

It is too lonely in the Human Emperor Banner, with many friends and many companions.

"Please all of you, come in and say something about the soul flag."

The black-clothed spirit ghosts looked at the few remaining monks in the ghost realm, grinned ferociously, and killed them with the spirit ghosts all around them.

Just a few breaths.

The few remaining monks died, their flesh and blood devoured.

Wu Tian appeared and used the White Bone Magic Needle to swallow the bone essence of many monks.

The monk's bones are full of spirituality and are a great tonic for the White Bone Demon Needle.

If he devours more, his White Bone Demonic Needle can be upgraded to a low-grade spiritual treasure, and its power will be doubled.

But now he doesn't want to waste the monk's flesh and blood in the blood pool anymore.

It would be better for the blood pool to return to Blue Star and let billions of people donate blood to him. Quality cannot be determined by quantity.

After all, spirit ghosts devour the flesh and blood of ordinary people, which does little to improve their strength.

It would be more cost-effective for the monk's flesh and blood to be devoured by spirit ghosts.

Wu Tian put away the storage rings of dozens of monks and dispersed to the ghost realm to look around.

The monks who were previously shrouded in his ghost realm were all dead. Those who were too far away also fled in a hurry when they saw that something was wrong.

There was no one in his sight now.

But he didn't care and focused on the Dragon Soul Island not far away.

The black mist on Dragon Soul Island can cut off spiritual consciousness, making it impossible to use spiritual consciousness to explore the situation on the island.

Previously, the golden eagle chased Yun Youmeng into Dragon Soul Island and disappeared. It was because of his scruples that he wasted a little time to harvest the lives of the monks around him.

After all, ten birds in the forest are worse than one in the hand.

Let’s take away the visible benefits first.

Wu Tian looked at the black fog on Dragon Soul Island, and with a thought, dozens of fierce ghosts flew towards Dragon Soul Island.

To be on the safe side, let his subordinate Li Gui explore the path first.

Not a moment.

Dozens of fierce ghosts rushed into the black mist and entered Dragon Soul Island.

Wu Tian waited for a while and saw that they were not dead.

He just activated the Qingling Jade Pendant, held the energy shield, and flew towards Dragon Soul Island with the ghosts in the sky.

He was among all the ghosts and flew into Dragon Soul Island without stopping.

As soon as he entered the island, he stopped and looked at the black soil under his feet and the thick black fog around him.

There is nothing unusual about black soil, it just looks colder.

But the thick black mist around him was no ordinary mist, it contained pure soul power.

It's like the mist formed after the soul is dispersed.

This environment is undoubtedly a treasure place for Wu Tian, ​​who practices the Huangquan Soul Refining Technique.

If he practiced here, he would be able to refine and absorb the surrounding soul mist, and the effect would probably be comparable to his cultivation with raw souls.

But his family has a big business, so naturally he looks down on this bit of soul mist.

What's more troublesome is that with this soul mist, his consciousness is basically disabled, and the range visible to his eyes is only a few dozen meters.

Wu Tian looked around, and his sight was blocked by the thick soul mist. The ground was also bare, with no plants, only black soil all over the ground.

He sent his men to explore the way forward, while he himself was among thousands of ghosts, slowly advancing forward with extreme caution.

Not a moment.

Wu Tian held the Human Emperor Banner and sensed the death of the evil ghost exploring the way.

Black soul mist surged, and the sound of fighting reached Wu Tian's ears.

He stopped without hesitation and sent several spirit ghosts with memories and thousands of ghosts to press them up.

Since the spirit ghosts exploring the road ahead were not killed, it means that the enemy is not very strong. Let your men go and check the situation first.

After a while.

The spirit ghost in black came back to report: "Lord, we just encountered a soul in front and was killed. This is the soul bead obtained after killing the soul. It contains pure soul power. Absorbing it can enhance the power of the soul. "

As he spoke, he held a dozen black beads respectfully in his hands and presented them to Wu Tian.

Wu Tian looked at the soul bead the size of a glass bead in his hand and frowned: "Soul?"

The monsters in this secret realm are really, as Yun Youmeng said, different every time they are opened.

According to Yun Youmeng, the last time this secret realm was opened, there was no soul mist on Dragon Soul Island, let alone any souls.

The animals and plants on the island are no different from those on the ground, except that the monsters are stronger.

He inquired carefully and got a general understanding of the soul.

strictly speaking.

Souls are also ghosts, and like ghosts they are only spiritual bodies.

It's just that they don't have ghost energy on them, and their bodies are entirely composed of soul power.

And it has no intelligence, is cruel and bloodthirsty, and will attack all living things.

Their attacks carry soul poison, which can hurt people's souls, making them very tricky.

The conditions for the formation of souls are difficult, and they usually appear in places with strong soul power.

There are souls in some places in the Wanling Realm, and many people like to hunt souls and obtain soul beads.

Although even the weakest souls have the ability to build foundations, soul poison can hurt people's souls, and even death will be useless if it touches them.

But I can’t stand that the soul beads are valuable.

The low-grade soul beads dropped by foundation-building souls are worth ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones, so there are many ruthless people who lick blood from their swords.