The Hundred Transformations of the Peerless Tang Sect

Chapter 97 Occasionally Meeting Human Soul Beast (Seeking Subscribe)

Author: death chanting

Chapter 97 Occasionally Meeting Human Soul Beast (Seeking Subscribe)

Looking back from the rock's last words, Su Qingmu glanced at Xu Jinghong sympathetically. Sure enough, he did not end in this thick fog.

Even if it is not attacked by the soul beast that survives in this dense mist, in the condition of getting lost, it will be trapped here as Xu Jinghong.

Thinking like this, Su Qingmu quickly asked the evil eye magic god: "Senior, you should remember the way back?"

The evil eyes nodded and answered: "You can rest assured, I have left a strands of mental power in that altar, and along the sense of mental strength, we can go back at any time."

Hearing the words, Su Qingmu finally relieved.

After digging a pit under the rock, and buried Xu Jinghong's bones into the pit, Su Qingmu bowed at the grave, and then turned to leave.

After receiving the soul bones of others, you must do something for others. The benefits cannot be used in vain. With this mentality, Su Qingmu collects Xu Jinghong's bones.

After the burial was so shocking, Su Qingmu continued.

This is another day.

In the thick fog, Su Qingmu's complexion is a little dignified.

I have been walking for a day, he is still in the dense fog, and continue to go. When will this go?

At this moment when Su Qingmu thought, the evil eye demon suddenly said: "Don't give up, continue to go forward, I feel different things in front of me?"

After hearing the words, I was frustrated and thought about whether to give up Su Qingmu's expression, and immediately asked: "Different things? What do you know?"

The evil eyes shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's not the breath of living creatures, but unlike the breath of the white mist, there must be something there, maybe it is the exit here."

After hearing the words, Su Qingmu's spirit shook, and immediately ran quickly in the direction of the evil eye demon god.

Since it is not a living creature, but the breath of dead things, there is nothing to be afraid of.

After another hour, Su Qingmu stopped, and looked at the scene in front of him.

Not far from him, a red light curtain seemed to split the world in front of him in half, and it stood in the middle.

Su Qingmu took a few steps in the first few steps, while looking at the light curtain, he asked in his mouth: "Evil Eye Demon Senior, can you perceive what is behind this light curtain?"

The evil eyes shook his head and said: "I can't feel it, this light screen is very special, it will exclude mental power."

Hearing the words, Su Qingmu's eyes were revealed.

Later, he opened the distance and retreated to a position that he thought it was safe. Then he picked up a stone from the ground and threw it towards the light curtain.

The reaction of the light curtain in the imagination did not appear, and even the sound of the collision was not made. The stone seemed to pass through the light curtain, and the straight disappearance disappeared.

Seeing this, Su Qingmu immediately made a shock, and asked after the god of God, "The predecessor of the evil eyes, what do you think of this light curtain?"

After a moment of silence, the evil eye and demon said: "I also saw this thing for the first time. Judging from its reaction just now, it seems to have no attack power, but it has a shielding and isolation effect on mental power."

Talent, the evil eye and the magic god also tried to cross the light curtain to see what it was behind.

But the result was that his mental power was easily bounced.

When he heard the evil eyes and magic gods, Su Qingmu tried to throw a few stones out of the light curtain, but the response could be exactly the same.

Then, when he thought, he suddenly came up with an idea.

Just say it, he takes out a coat from the soul guide ring, tears it into the shape of the cloth strip, and tie the two ends together to make a rope.

Tie a stone with a rope and throw it behind the light curtain again. Su Qingmu pulled it back through the rope in his hand.

Take a closer look.

Both stones and ropes are intact.

"Sure enough, there is no attack power."

Su Qingmu's eyes lighted up, and then he took a deep breath, walked to the light curtain, and tried to touch the light curtain with his left hand.

In his left hand, he had Bingbi Emperor's left arm bone with a 400,000 -year -old Emperor Scorpion, and his defense was amazing. He thought that even if the light curtain reacted, the left hand with soul bones should be able to resist for a while.

In touch with the light curtain, Su Qingmu was surprised to find that the light curtain seemed to have no substance. It seemed to be touched on it, but there was no physical touch, but the palm was directly worn in the past.

Stay for two or three seconds, the light curtain still has no response.

After retracted his left hand, after seeing his palms peaceless, he relaxed a lot, and then he no longer hesitated, stepped into the light curtain.

At the moment of crossing the light curtain, Su Qingmu only felt a bright look, and the hazy feeling interfered by the mist suddenly disappeared, and everything in front of him became clear.

"This is……"

Looking at the scene in front of him, a surprise color appeared on Su Qingmu's face.

There is no dense fog here. It is a weird cave. The reason why it is weird is that the stone walls in the cave are clearly divided into two colors.

On the left is the hot golden red.

On the right is a moon white that exudes the chill.

The two colors each occupy half of the area in the cave.

Su Qingmu's gaze was swept across the cave, and soon attracted attention by a altar at the end of the cave.

This altar is also half golden red, half of the moon white.

It looks different from the two altars he had seen before.

While Su Qingmu's gaze looked around in the cave, he asked, "What do you think of this place?"

The evil -eyed magic god answered this time quickly: "What seems to have something on the altar, let's go and see it."

"good."

Su Qingmu nodded, and then carefully moved towards the altar. Fortunately, there was no accident that happened in this process, and he made him safe to the top of the altar.

"This is……"

After set foot on the top of the altar, the scene above suddenly became clear. Seeing that all Su Qingmu's face changed, he didn't take a step back.

The reason is that at the center of the top of this altar, there is a magical light -like object that looks like a human figure. It is golden red in a while, and it is moon white. The two colors are switched left and right.

Then, then

"Is this guy a person?"

Su Qingmu said in surprise.

Although the other party is like a person, it seems that it is not human.

The next moment, the evil eye magic god said: "He is not a human, but a soul beast."

Hearing the words, a surprise color appeared on Su Qingmu's face: "Human soul beast, isn't that the same as Snow Emperor?"

At this time, the voice of Bingdi sounded in his ear for the first time.

Since saying goodbye to Snow Emperor, after leaving the north of the polar north, Bingdi has been sleeping in the soul ring in order to nourish himself because of his sacrifice.

Until now, this is the first time Su Qingmu has heard her voice since then.

"This guy is indeed a soul beast, and it is the same element elf as Snow Emperor, and ..."

Speaking of which, Bingdi's voice turned out to be shocked.

Su Qingmu asked immediately: "What and what?"

As one of the top ten beasts, the hegemon of the extreme north, Su Qingmu couldn't figure it out, what made Bing Emperor so shocked at this time?

The next moment, the evil -eyed demon told him the answer: "And, this guy is the breath of a Swiss beast on his body, the Swiss beast of my soul beast family ..."

Talking about the subscription, the same five thousand collections are on the shelves, and there are still 280 binding on the shelves. The first day of the upper shelves is set to 160, it is really dead, I don’t know how to write it in place ... Maybe it may really be true ...

Dou Er is small, I have a problem with what I write ... I guess it is directly cut off for others ... I am very conscious of the authors of the street.

Write slowly ...

(This chapter is finished)