"Why don't they attack the high-level soul body?" Mu Yuqing caught the suspicion in this.

For the puppets in the Dark Lands, the high-level soul bodies of the soul clan, they shouldn't have paid attention to them, so why did they devour the low-level soul bodies and medium-level soul bodies, but they didn't attack the high-level soul bodies? Devouring a high-level soul body seems to make their strength skyrocket.

Patriarch Zhong shook his head, he didn't understand why those puppets were doing this.

"Let's find a way to get out of here first!" Hae Sejun said after a moment of thought.

The main hall of the Soul Clan is not a good place to hide, and now there are puppets everywhere in the Soul Clan, if someone really comes to the main hall of the Soul Clan, then they will be exposed immediately.

"Go to the Soul Well!" Mu Yuqing suggested.

The entire Soul Clan's clansmen are now trapped in the Soul Well Pavilion, and since sooner or later the Soul Clan's clansmen will be transferred, it is better to go to the place where they are being held.

Hai Shijun had no opinion, Blaze and Long Yi were also completely obedient, each of them supporting an injured person, and cautiously marched towards the Soul Well Pavilion.

In order to avoid being discovered, Mu Yuqing directly burned the soul body and puppet with a small golden fire.

A few people walked towards the Soul Well Pavilion, and along the way, as Patriarch Zhong said, there are almost a few puppets standing in almost all the places of the Soul Clan, but the living puppets in the main hall are only a few after all.

The closer you get to the soul well, the more powerful soul power you can feel.

Thinking of his reincarnation not long ago, Mu Yuqing had mixed feelings.

The strength of the two puppets guarding the door was in the Immortal Venerable stage, and Hai Shijun easily solved the two of them.

Inside the tall pavilion, the door was tightly closed.

As Blaze gently pushed open the squeaky door, all eyes of everyone inside looked at the door.

Hai Shijun helped the pale Patriarch Zhong to enter the pavilion first, and the clansmen almost jumped up with excitement when they saw that it was their patriarch coming.

"Patriarch!"

And they wept with joy, and their patriarch came up with God to save them.

Passing through the layers of partitions, Hai Shijun came to the center of the Soul Well Pavilion, which is where the Soul Well exists.

It is still a shocking existence, and in the huge soul well, there are two dazzling soul trees intertwined, like a couple.

Hai Shijun turned his head to look at Mu Yuqing, but he didn't expect that she was also looking at him.

With a warm smile, Hai Shijun looked at her dotingly, their fates have long been intertwined, whether it is the mortals of the Five Kingdoms, or the students of the Academy of Arts, or even to the dark place, their fates are closely linked.

Patriarch Zhong and the others found a suitable place to sit down and recover, while Hai Shijun looked at the soul well in a daze.

This soul well was given to his master Shenxi by Su Ziyuan back then, maybe since then, Su Ziyuan and Phoenix have been plotting a conspiracy.

The soul tree in the soul well is full of vitality, the small fish swimming between the soul trees are happily shuttling between the two trees, and the green vines are hanging on the ground, this scene looks very beautiful.

"How are we going to get out of this place?" Blaze looked at the crowd of people outside the door, a little worried.

The Spirit Array Circle can only teleport a dozen people at a time at most, but the number of Soul Clan's clansmen is as high as thousands, and it is obviously impossible to rely on just one Spirit Array Circle.

There are puppets guarding the entire soul clan, and they are not always so lucky that they can dodge.

"Naturally, you have to use the magic circle!" Long Yi said.

There was no other way to let thousands of people flee at the same time, the only way was to use the circle to teleport them out.

"To put it mildly, it will take at least a year or more to make such a huge magic circle! Do you want to create a magic circle in such a short period of time? I'm afraid that even if you create it, it will be a dead circle!" Blaze pursed his lips, not agreeing with Long Yi's approach.

"I didn't create it, it was created by Yu'er and Jun!" Long Yi looked at the two of them and said with certainty.

Hai Shijun smiled slightly and gave Long Yi an appreciative look.

Creating a huge magic circle may take a year and a half for the Spirit God Section, but the current strength of him and Mu Yuqing is no longer comparable to that of the Spirit God, and it should not be difficult to create a magic circle that a hundred people can pass through at the same time.

Seeing Hai Shijun's confident smile, Mu Yuqing was also a little eager to try.

The tribesmen gave them an open space, and the two stood facing each other.

Taking out the Fu Ying in the ring, Mu Yuqing urged the power of the blood veins in his body, and a halo quickly condensed on the Fu Ying.

The pavilion was very quiet, and everyone looked at this strange scene in front of them for a moment.

Hae Se-jun didn't use any tools, he just stretched out his finger and bit a small hole in his fingertip.

Mu Yuqing began to draw totems on the ground with a talisman, and every time she painted, Hai Shijun repeated it with her bloodstained fingers, and the two cooperated very tacitly.

I don't know how long it took to paint, and everyone didn't dare to relax at all, for fear that the slightest sound would disturb their minds.

When the last stroke of Fu Ying fell, the entire magic circle instantly emitted a bright light, and the bright light did not dissipate for a long time, and finally became a part of the magic circle.

Hai Shijun fused his own blood into the magic circle, so that even if there was no formation mark, the magic circle could be teleported to where they needed to go according to Hai Shijun's past memories.

The huge magic circle is now in front of everyone, and everyone who sees it is full of enthusiasm, and their gods, as well as the fairy-like Mu girl, can always save them from fire and water at the most critical moment.

Once the Soul Devouring Pavilion in the Dark Land attacked, it was also Miss Mu who stepped forward, and the clansmen of the Soul Clan did not forget Miss Mu's kindness.

Taking back Fu Ying, Mu Yuqing stood quietly on the edge of the magic circle, she didn't know how much the soul clan people admired her in their hearts at this time.

After Patriarch Zhong rested for a while, his state improved slightly, and he looked at the giant magic circle that appeared in front of him, and hope was rekindled in his old eyes.

Under the organization of Patriarch Zhong and Zhong Wan, groups of clansmen stood in the circle.

Under Mu Yuqing's urging, more than 100 people in the magic circle disappeared into the magic circle in an instant.

When the clansmen opened their eyes from the bright light, they found that they had already left the soul clan.

The guards of the Array Clan heard something strange, and they were taken aback when they found that it was the Soul Clan's clansmen who had suddenly appeared.

Because apart from the Spirit Circle Circle, there was no magic circle linked to the Soul Clan among the Formation Clan, and this sudden appearance of the magic circle made them feel very surprised.

And to their disbelief, before they could inform the old lady, groups of Soul Clan people appeared on the land of the Array Clan, each time there were hundreds of people, which frightened the guards on duty.