Chapter 1352 Soul Fluctuations, Deep Pit Bone Hands!

With so many resentful creatures appearing here, they obviously sensed the violent fluctuations of this great battle and were attracted by this strong blood qi.

Moreover, there is also the remains of a divine tiger that respects the sky, and the powerful and majestic aura of the divine beast, like a strong aphrodisiac, stimulates all the resentful spirits to go crazy, attracting the resentful spirits wandering in the world to rush madly.

This is just the first wave, if it weren't for the broken sorrow to put away the bones in time and isolate the breath of the Gengjin White Tiger, there would be more resentful spirits in the future, and even demon beasts would come, I am afraid that it would not be long before all the resentful spirits in the entire White Bone Forest would be alarmed and snatch the remains of this divine tiger with the immortal body of Gengjin.

Just when the mind of the broken sorrow was turning and the sword was pointing to kill, the red lotus also roared in the fire, instantly turned into a rainbow light, leaving the shoulder of the broken sorrow, showing the true body of the divine bird spreading its wings and soaring into the sky, like an arrow off the string, breaking through the clouds in the blink of an eye, and the entire sky was illuminated.

Immediately, with a monstrous might, the Poisonous Fire Vermilion Bird suddenly turned around and swooped down, and the two golden phoenix eyes that were full of vigor were even sharper at this moment, flying towards the white bone hill that the sword light flew by, and even the deep canopy of heaven was twisted and shattered.

A wave of anger filled the wilderness, the phoenix danced for nine days, and the poisonous fire raged, sweeping the entire white bone barren forest.

Red Lotus now recognizes that Broken Sorrow is the main thing, and the safety of Broken Sorrow is already more important than herself, as an eighth-order demon emperor, a dignified Vermilion Bird Divine Bird, she has repeatedly let her master encounter danger, which is not only a manifestation of dereliction of duty and incompetence for her, but also a shame, a great shame!

"Boom ........"

The sword light roared, the poisonous fire roared, and the rumbling sound of explosion penetrated the heavens and the earth, drowning out all sounds, and the entire white bone wasteland was shaking and trembling, and it seemed to be frightened and frightened, the earth and stones cracked, the endless white bones turned into powder, and the sword air flowed and fired, like a shock wave, flying and spreading out, rolling up dust and waves, scraping the ground, and destroying the Quartet.

In the center, the huge bone forest that was high and bulging like a hill cemetery collapsed, and was directly shattered by the continuous sword rain meteors, razed to the ground, and disappeared and destroyed together, as well as hundreds of high-level resentful spirit creatures lurking in the white bone hill forest.

Judging from the power of their previous silent lurking and attacking sneak attacks, each of them has at least a sixth-order level, and their strength is not below the ghost wolf, but it is a pity that they have been bombarded into slag before they can reveal their strength.

Broken sorrow eyes are indifferent, negative hands volley, looking at the smoke and dust in the distance, the broken hills reflected by the firelight, there is no trace of emotional fluctuations on the indifferent face.

With his current cultivation strength, it was already difficult for the sixth-order demon beast resentful spirits to cause him any substantial damage, if it weren't for the influence of this heaven and earth, the white bones were all over the place, and they were filled with endless resentment, which greatly reduced his divine perception ability, how could these resentful spirit creatures lurk so easily.

However, ants are always ants, after slaughtering a ghost wolf and carefully observing the characteristics of resentful creatures, Broken Sorrow has lost interest in this kind of thing, and before even the other party's true face can be seen, it will be wiped out, as if it is just a trivial thing to sweep away the dust.

That's right, it's dust.

Today's ancient tomb Xiaoqian has been shrouded in darkness, the dead have been resurrected, and the resentful spirits have gathered, which is more dangerous than the previous environment where demon beasts are raging and killing.

Whether driven by the instinct to kill and evolve, or the temptation of flesh and blood, the remains of powerful creatures, these spirits will be attracted to devour all animate beings, occupy all powerful skeletons, and deprive every living thing of its soul, flesh, and bones, until it finally rules or destroys the world.

The creatures here will either be completely annihilated and never be reborn, or they will be assimilated and sunk into new resentful creatures, invading and spreading throughout the world like a virus.

In the eyes of Xuan Chou, there is no doubt that these resentful spirits that suddenly poured out of the sinkhole in large quantities in one day were all dust. +

The red lotus, which put a fire heartily, was majestic and sacred, and after circling in the sky twice, it turned into a spirit bird again, and landed on the shoulders of Broken Sorrow, lazily stroking the feathers on its body, with an unspeakable pride in his expression.

Broken sorrow smiled slightly, knowing Honglian's thoughts, he praised a few words without hesitation, and in the latter's happy self-appreciating expression, he turned around and waved his hand, a great power of gods and demons shook the space, and a layer of sword light floated on the sword body, and he stepped out in one step, and was ready to leave here, but at this moment, in the broken scorched earth buried deep in the dead silence below, a trace of strange fluctuations were faintly revealed.

"Huh??"

Broken Chou turned around suddenly, the sword light on his body dissipated, and the torn void also closed again, but he ignored it, just stared at the white bone mound forest that had been smashed by his plough in the distance, and his eyes showed a strange color.

That trace of fluctuation is fleeting, extremely obscure, even if an ordinary monk has a reincarnation true immortal with a late peak cultivation, it is difficult to catch and perceive, even if he has condensed the Heavenly Auspicious Clouds, if he does not pay careful attention to observe, he may not be able to perceive this extremely faint and obscure fluctuation in time.

But Broken Sorrow is born with a strong soul, which is different from ordinary people, and his sword heart is through the ancient well, but it is impossible to hide his perception.

Almost at the same time as the slightest fluctuation was revealed, the Zifu True Infant who had been sitting still in his body opened his eyes in an instant, bursting with a terrifying essence, and like the deity, his eyes were firmly fixed on the scorched place shrouded in smoke and dust, broken and destroyed.

He was sure that the slightest fluctuation just now was coming from under the shattered scorched earth, not the fluctuation of spiritual energy, nor the breath of death or life, but .....

Soul Waves!

"Click..... Click......"

The chaotic and turbid bone powder, smoke, and flowing fire could not stop the pair of sharp eyes like a sword, and suddenly, under the gaze of the broken sorrowful gaze, in the deep pit of bone burial more than 20 miles away, a subtle "click, click" sound sounded, the white bones were broken, the bone pit trembled slightly, and it seemed that something was buried and trapped in the ground, and it was trying its best to get out.

One breath, three breaths, ten breaths, a quarter of an hour passed, the sound of broken bones was as crisp and loud as firecrackers, the sound became more and more dense, and the shaking amplitude of the entire bone pit became larger and larger, gradually rising to form a bone pile, just when the sound amplitude reached a peak extreme, the bone pile suddenly quieted down,

"Poof........

With a soft sound, a miserable white bone hand without warning stretched out from the ground, with five fingers flexed, exuding a cold aura, including the entire arm, clean and clean, without a trace of flesh and blood meridians attached, and there was no trace of dust and dirt on it, only this smear of white, with a chilling luster, white and dazzling.

Like a ghost hand in the depths of the abyss, it wants to drag the creatures above it into the abyss of hell.

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