The yin spirit came, and suddenly the yin qi became several times thicker, and the dark aura shrouded it, it was the size of a football field, they made a ghost crying sound, and their eyes were surging with bloodthirsty red light, overwhelmingly surrounding Zhang Heng in the middle.

In the depths of this Dan tomb, it is the paradise of the yin soul, Zhang Heng has no way to retreat, there is no way to avoid it, he can only be forced to fight!

However, he was not afraid, and although the Yin Spirit was strong, he did not fail to kill.

"You may not have been an opponent before you were alive, you have been dead for so many years, you are weak, how can you fight with me?" Zhang Heng's eyes burst out with a cold look.

The environment in which the Yin Soul grows is even worse than that of the Beast.

Often, there is only one powerful Yin Soul in an area, which is the same as raising Gu, a group of Gu worms are put together, and after fighting, the last surviving winner swallows all the corpses of the losers, and will become the strongest insect king.

The same is true for Yin Spirits, there are only a few powerful Yin Spirits after all, and they will instinctively fight to compete for the ultimate winner, this is the only way for them to grow.

And this group of Yin Souls who have built foundation strength are undoubtedly eliminated losers, and can only become lonely souls and wild ghosts, wandering in this Yin Qi.

If others knew what Zhang Heng was thinking, they would definitely want to cry without tears.

These ghosts, which he despised were nightmares for most people, and they were invincible existences.

Perhaps because they understood the ridicule in Zhang Heng's words, the ghosts suddenly roared more and more intensely, like tigers descending from the mountain, rushing wildly.

Zhang Heng snorted coldly, a bright light crossed his eyes, but he condensed his divine thoughts.

Divine thoughts can not only probe, but also attack, Yin Spirits have no entity, and soul attacks will undoubtedly hurt them more.

The invisible divine thoughts converged into a spear in front of Zhang Heng's eyes, as if it was a substance, and there was a silver dragon entrenched on the handle of the gun, Zhang Heng held the divine thought spear in his hand, but his wrist was flipped and he picked it up directly!

The body of the spear slashed through a semicircle with a huge range, and shot out directly, the silver light seemed to cut everything off, setting off a strong soul impact, and the yin soul that rushed to the front was swept by the body of the gun, like ice and snow melting, directly turned into nothing!

This power was enough to amaze the other monks, and for many people, they may not even know that divine thoughts could be so useful.

But Zhang Heng was not very satisfied, this was the first time he used his divine thoughts to fight the enemy, thinking back to the past, when he was still an eternal immortal, his divine thoughts were enough to scan the heavens and all worlds, and with a single movement of his mind, he could control the fate of hundreds of millions of living beings!

And now, he can only sigh and continue to fight with these ghosts.

He adhered to the principle of never being entangled, and at the beginning, he used all his strength, and the silver light of the divine spear bloomed, and the shrouded yin soul didn't know what fear was, but at this moment, he still trembled slightly, which was due to instinctive uneasiness.

"Destroy me!"

Zhang Heng held the Divine Nian spear in his hand and threw it directly!

Like an arrow from the string, it shoots out, but it is a silver spear like a dragon, penetrating all the ghosts who dare to block in front!

In an instant, dozens of yin spirits were annihilated, and Zhang Heng didn't even look at it, so he rushed away directly.

The pace under his feet was very fast, and every time he landed, it was as if he had shrunk into inches, and he swept out dozens of meters directly, and in the blink of an eye, he was already out of the scope of the battlefield.

But this didn't make him breathe a sigh of relief, Zhang Heng knew very well that in this kind of area with dense ghosts, he would definitely alarm even more if he went on a killing spree.

He could only hope that before the hard stubble came, he would go to the tomb of the real person!

It's a pity that the heavens didn't favor him this time, after Zhang Heng ran all the way, was blocked all the way, and killed dozens of yin spirits in a row, seven or eight yin spirits full of evil qi stared at him, like maggots on tarsal bones, chasing him for dozens of miles!

"The strength of these guys is already equivalent to the late stage of foundation building, which means that I have encountered a real hard stubble!" Zhang Heng's face was ugly, and a strong sense of crisis hit his heart.

He faintly felt that he might be really in trouble this time, and seven or eight Yin Souls in the late stage of foundation building were enough to entangle him!

This is the same as the foundation building monks to surround him, if one or two foundation building monks come, then of course it is not his opponent, but seven or eight, then he can only fight with these people, if the foundation building monks cooperate skillfully, study a certain formation, and maximize the strength, then he may even be defeated......

These yin spirits were obviously different from ordinary yin spirits, they stared at Zhang Heng, and there was a bit of scrutiny in their eyes, obviously knowing that Zhang Heng was not easy to deal with, and instinctively made them cautious.

However, the Yin is the Yin after all, just as it is impossible for a hungry lion not to eat a goat when he sees it, and after a short pause, they show their hideous faces and pounce on them with a roar!

Zhang Heng's face changed, he took a deep breath, and all the divine thoughts poured out, directly condensing a divine thought knife!

This knife is all cyan, and there is a faint hot qi escaping from it, but it is accompanied by Zhang Heng's own yang energy.

Yin and yang are mutually restrained, and he naturally has to make good use of it.

Condensing the Divine Thought Knife was not an easy task, this time Zhang Heng was more forceful and fast, when the Divine Thought Knife was condensed, even he was dizzy for a moment, and his cheeks were slightly pale.

"Divine thoughts are like knives, slash all demons!"

Zhang Heng shouted in a deep voice, holding a long knife in his hand, and slaughtered into the shadows.

Seven or eight Yin Spirits were ghostly, setting off gusts of yin wind, the cold air penetrated into the bones, and the ghost claws occasionally grabbed them, almost tearing the air.

Zhang Heng swung his long knife, tightly protecting himself, and occasionally attacked, hitting the vital point, but it severely damaged the two Yin Spirits.

However, this did not make them flinch, but only stimulated their ferocity.

Zhang Heng faintly had a feeling of being stuck in a quagmire, and he clearly felt that he had no way to separate the winners and losers from these guys in a short period of time.

If it goes on like this, it's easy to alarm the big guys!

Just thinking of this, Zhang Heng's heart suddenly had an unprecedented sense of crisis, he looked back, but found that the black fog in the distance was thick, moving towards him quickly!

"The Yin Soul of Jindan's strength!"

Zhang Heng's face changed greatly, and there was a rare look of surprise in his eyes.

The Yin Soul of Jindan's strength can already be regarded as a ghost and god, and for him now, it is simply an insurmountable mountain!

He was already very careful, but he still attracted the attention of such a big guy, if he was really approached, then he would definitely die today!

"Scatter them all!"

Zhang Heng gritted his teeth, and there was a look of madness in his eyes.

As soon as he slapped the storage bag, the heavenly thunder wood flew out directly, the thunder was shining, and it was released suddenly, perhaps because he felt that his yin qi was too strong, and the heavenly thunder released was even more irritable than usual!

Heavenly thunder restrained the yin and evil things, and these seven or eight yin spirits didn't understand what happened at all, so they were struck by the heavenly thunder and turned into green smoke directly!

That's the absolute oppressive force!

Zhang Heng passed the Yin Soul Swamp earlier, and he also relied on Tianlei Wood, but at that time it was different from now, although the Yin Soul Swamp was also a gathering place for Yin Souls, compared to the depths of the Dan Tomb, there was really still a big gap.

Therefore, after entering the depths of the Dan Tomb, Zhang Heng chose to hide the Heavenly Thunder Wood, once the power of the Heavenly Thunder was released, it would completely alarm the Yin Soul in this area!

It's like a big light bulb in the dark, which is very eye-catching.

You must know that the heavenly thunder restrains the yin evil, so for the breath of the heavenly thunder, the yin soul is naturally more sensitive.

At the moment when the heavenly thunder was released, Zhang Heng could feel that at least hundreds of terrifying auras were approaching him, and it really angered the Yin Soul and caused these guys to riot!

But he didn't care about these at all, the ghosts and gods of the Jindan period were already approaching, so he raised his sword and fled in a random direction.

Wherever he passed, if there was a Yin Soul chasing after him, he would directly bombard it with Heavenly Thunder Wood!

However, even if Zhang Heng's speed was already very fast, compared to the ghosts and gods of the Jindan period, it still seemed a little stretched.

The terrifying aura approached, Zhang Heng turned around and saw a middle-aged man with long blood-colored hair.

He was slashed open on the cheek before he was born, and he still had a huge hideous wound after his death, looking at Zhang Heng at this moment, the corners of his mouth outlined a sneer.

"Not good!" Zhang Heng's face was ugly, and he seemed to be in a desperate situation at this moment!

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