Mortals cultivate immortality, awaken their clones and practice together

Just as he started, Ye Chunyang suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He saw the earth surging and cracking with hideous cracks.

Countless white mists sprayed out from it, covering the sky above the medicinal field. From the outside, there was only a white mist, isolating everyone inside.

The monks who had rushed into the medicinal field didn't care, but suddenly there were several screams from the white mist. Everyone took a breath of cold air, and the heat in their eyes turned cold instantly.

Because they found that after the companions who entered the white mist screamed, their flesh and blood melted and turned into bones in an instant...

"What... happened?"

Mu Yunshu's face turned pale. Fortunately, he didn't rush too fast, otherwise he would have become one of the many bones.

Ye Chunyang's face was gloomy. As he expected, this place was not as peaceful as it seemed on the surface.

"That white mist is not simple. Don't get close."

He said in a low voice, concentrating his mind to perceive.

Having tasted the bitterness, Mu Yunshu dared not act impulsively this time, and stopped where she was and waited patiently.

But at this moment, her eyes towards the ghost-faced man obviously changed.

The ghost-faced man had previously determined that there was danger here, and it really came true. Could it be that he had the ability to predict the future? Has his spiritual sense reached a level beyond human beings?

Moreover, this man easily destroyed the master of Wuzhuo Cave, and his cultivation was even more unfathomable.

Mu Yunshu was horrified, and didn't know where this ghost-faced man came from. If he was a friend, not an enemy, it would be fine, otherwise the consequences might be unimaginable.

Previously, she had looked down on this ghost-faced man because of his unusual means, but now she had to be serious.

But if she knew that this ghost-faced man was actually her junior brother who she regarded as a burden, she didn't know what she would think.

Ye Chunyang didn't know that this change made the little sister have a different view of him. At this moment, he was carefully perceiving with his spiritual sense, but strangely, even after practicing the Soul Refining Technique, his spiritual sense still couldn't penetrate the white fog, as if there was some powerful force in it that isolated his spiritual sense.

Ye Chunyang's heart was heavy, and at this time, many cultivators outside the white fog also showed fear, and no one dared to move forward rashly.

"Brother Li, this place has reached the center of the treasure house, not far from the place where the ancestors sat and passed away. No matter what, we must find a way to cross this place, otherwise the experience cannot be completed."

The eldest princess lowered her eyes, and her face looked a little ugly, but at this point, she could only rely on the person next to her.

"It doesn't matter, this white fog is indeed a bit mysterious, but it is not enough to stop you and me." Li Hong smiled proudly and walked out confidently.

However, he did not make a move. Instead, he glanced at everyone and shouted loudly: "Everyone, we have the same goal, which is to reach the deepest part of the treasure house. But now the white fog is blocking us. Why don't we join forces to fight our way out? As for the spiritual herbs all over the ground, how about we rely on our own abilities after the white fog is removed?"

Everyone avoided his gaze and did not answer, but it was obvious that they all had a tacit attitude. All of them were shrewd people, and naturally they were unwilling to work alone, so as not to be unable to compete when the real treasure appeared.

Now, Li Hong gave them a good suggestion, so that they could tear open this layer of white fog while preserving their strength.

At this moment, everyone offered their magic weapons and showed their magic.

After a brief pause, Ye Chunyang also offered his magic weapon.

Seeing that things were developing as he expected, Li Hong looked quite proud. While speaking, the golden giant sword behind him flew out and spun rapidly in his hand.

There was a loud bang.

The sky was full of brilliant light like a rainbow, and the scene of dozens of magic weapons fighting together was extremely spectacular. Under the bombardment of this powerful spiritual power, the white fog in front of them was instantly torn open to a road dozens of feet wide.

But the next scene made everyone's expression change.

In the open white fog, densely packed groups of black and brown gas floated, showing a series of hideous ghost faces, not like humans, but more like demons in hell.

They opened their mouths and screamed, spewing out strange beams of light. Wherever they passed, the air was distorted, and all the spiritual energy was drained in an instant.

Everyone took a breath of cold air. Obviously, those who turned into bones just now were the masterpieces of these demons invading their bodies.

"Demon soul!"

At this time, a voice came from the ear, and the little sister Mu Yunshu took a deep breath, and a very solemn expression appeared on her face.

Hearing this, Ye Chunyang's face changed slightly.

He naturally knew what a demon soul was. It was an inner elixir taken from a demon beast, and then the soul of a human cultivator was forcibly refined into it, turning it into a ghost body that was neither human nor demon.

And if this demon soul wants to last for a long time, it must absorb spiritual energy from the flesh.

There are at least hundreds of demon souls here. To refine these demon souls, the former emperor of the Kingdom of Women must have killed countless cultivators. His means were cruel.

"Humph! It turns out that it's just some evil spirits at work. How can they stop me?"

When everyone was surprised, a sneer suddenly sounded in the field. Li Hong flew into the gap of the white mist with a sword. The dazzling sword rainbow chopped the demon souls to pieces, showing an amazing cultivation.

At the same time, the cultivators did not show weakness. They all sacrificed their own magic weapons and frantically killed the demon souls that were attacking from all sides.

Without the cover of the white fog, the attack power of these demon spirits seemed to have been reduced a lot. As for the previous few people, it was because their vision was obscured by the white fog, and they did not expect that there would be such strange creatures as demon spirits in the white fog, which led to their deaths.

At this moment, everyone can see the target clearly, so they are no longer afraid.

However, watching the demon souls in the white fog being killed gradually, Ye Chunyang felt secretly heartbroken. These demon souls seem to be evil, but if they can be controlled, they are definitely a killer.

At this moment, he had the idea of ​​taking these many demon souls into his pocket.

The demon souls have the spiritual mark of the refiner, which cannot be erased by ordinary people. Before practicing the soul refining technique, Ye Chunyang did not dare to have this idea.

But at this moment, these problems are not a problem for him. With his strong spiritual sense, he can easily replace the mark of the refiner.

In order to prevent more demon souls from being hunted, he immediately rushed into the crowd and grabbed them with his big hands.

With the Lingyin cloak, Ye Chunyang's speed was so fast that it was outrageous. In a blink of an eye, he captured three demon souls in his hand, and then wiped his spiritual sense without anyone noticing, replaced it with his own mark, and put it into the Qiankun bag without anyone noticing.

Mu Yunshu and Princess Xuanyang also joined the battle. They obviously did not notice Ye Chunyang's move. They just thought he was going to tear open the road and rush to the medicine field, so they killed them more vigorously.

Who knew that seeing the demon souls die under their hands, Ye Chunyang felt very painful, but due to the secret of the soul refining technique, he could not tell them clearly, so he had to capture the demon souls as quickly as possible, and also collect the surrounding white mist.

Although these demon souls have weak attack power, as long as they are covered by this strange white mist, they can also make the opponent fall into the trap when fighting with others in the future.

Ye Chunyang was even more happy when he thought of this. Not long after, there were no less than ten demon souls in his Qiankun bag, but at this time he suddenly moved his mind and saw that many demon souls disappeared strangely in the white mist behind him.

They were not killed, but collected by others.

There were people on the scene who had the same purpose as him.

And this person's body movement was so fast that he collected more than ten demon souls in a blink of an eye, and the white mist in front of him was swept away.

This discovery surprised Ye Chunyang greatly. Could it be that someone here also practiced soul arts like him? Knowing how to erase the mark of spiritual consciousness?

At this time, the person who collected the demon souls seemed to have discovered him and looked over suddenly.

It was a man with tattoos on his face. Ye Chunyang had an impression of this man. He was the companion of the man in green clothes beside the fourth princess. He was also capturing demon souls.

Ye Chunyang frowned and used his spiritual consciousness to detect this man. Although the other party had the cultivation of the eighth level of Qi Refining, there was nothing abnormal. His spiritual consciousness was only like that of an ordinary person, not very powerful. He didn't know what his purpose was in capturing demon souls.

"I know you have some skills, but these demon souls are favored by me. Even if you are the reincarnation of the king of heaven, if you dare to snatch them from me, I will kill you! If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

Ye Chunyang was stunned. From beginning to end, he stood very low-key and didn't say a word. How did he provoke this bastard?

But he has never been a soft persimmon that can be bullied by others. If the other party could drive him away with just a few words, he would not have come this far.

"What? Didn't you hear what the master said? Do you want me to throw you out myself?"

The man with tattoos had a fierce look in his eyes and a cold tone. He was also a man who was arrogant to the point of having no bottom line.

However, before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly opened like red lanterns, and he looked at a big hand in front of him, which was like a tidal wave, hitting his defense shield all over his body with crackling sounds and slapping his face hard.

"Puff!"

In an instant, the man with tattoos seemed like a deflated ball, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew out of the white mist. Until the last moment, he didn't know how his defense was blown up.

Looking at the man turning into a black dot and flying out of the white mist, Ye Chunyang put away his spiritual power and shook his head.

It is true that the world is going downhill, and it is impossible to coexist peacefully. However, this person is really stupid. Knowing that he has the ability, he dares to be arrogant. Isn't this forcing him to be angry?

Now he is not in Lingyun Sect, nor is he showing his true face. He can freely display his cultivation. It would be fine if that guy collected the demon soul, but he had to provoke him. He was slapped away by a palm and it was only his own humiliation.

Now there is no one to interfere, and Ye Chunyang can catch the demon smoothly.

In a blink of an eye, hundreds of demon souls were put into the Qiankun bag.

"Now that the medicine field is covered by white fog, it is a good time to collect spiritual herbs!"

Although the medicine field was filled with white fog, it could not block Ye Chunyang's vision, and he found that he had the Lingyin cloak on him. Even if he went deep into the white fog that was not cut open, he could easily avoid the attack of the demon soul, which created extremely favorable conditions for him.

Seeing that everyone was trying their best to deal with the demon soul that tore through the white fog, Ye Chunyang flashed and quietly disappeared into the depths of the thick fog, and began to plunder.

But suddenly, his face changed slightly, and the Qiankun bag trembled uncontrollably, as if some kind of huge force inside was about to break the ban and come out. When he explored with his spiritual sense, it turned out that the Red Blood Order that he had covered with his skills was emitting rainbow light again.

Someone was sensing the Red Blood Order!