Chapter 312: The Battle of the Soul Exterminator! above

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"Monsters, monsters as expected! ……”

Ye Xiuwen was an eye-opener today, he actually saw a real ghost and a real ghost for the first time in his life!

Even in the True Martial World, he had never seen a ghost with his own eyes, this was the first time he had seen it, the first time he had seen it, such a terrifying monster. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"What is this monster? Could it be a collection of countless souls? Or was it that he devoured countless wraiths? ”

Scenes and pieces of information flashed in Ye Xiuwen's mind like movie clips. And at this time, he realized that he knew too little about this terrible spirit race.

His limited information is scarce. He only knows that the spirit clan uses the soul as the power, so their soul will be extremely powerful!

Even this extremely powerful soul can influence the minds of others!

No!

The spirits not only affect a person's mind, but also devour a person's soul and encroach on the soul's body.

Since the life of the spirit race, there has been no body, only this wisp of remnant soul, just like a lonely soul and a ghost.

Therefore, if they want to cultivate, they must devour other people's souls and occupy their bodies!

They walked step by step, cultivating their divine souls little by little, until they could devour higher-level divine souls. Then take the husk of a higher-ranking warrior.

They are like snakes, evolving layer by layer. And those countless souls are their ever-evolving markers.

That unjust soul is the soul that he devoured all his life.

This devoured soul will never be at peace, and even the eternal sleep will become their luxury.

So they wail, they make that soul-crushing sound, they are looking for a kind of relief.

And this liberation is death, which is to welcome death.

This is one of the most death-hungry races of all living beings in the world.

They have lost their human shells, become the nourishment of others, and endure countless painful stories all day long.

Their minds seem to explode, repeating a story over and over with that telling.

This is their life, their life of wronged demons, they have been wiped out by all kinds of resentments.

What family, friendship, love, these are all gone. All they have is endless pain, and countless painful memories.

This kind of memory makes the unjust ghosts crazy, and they have nowhere to vent one by one, so they can only use this outrageous voice to convey their pain to the outside world.

They will tear apart, they will kill, they will destroy everything in this world. And this power is the source of the power of the spirit race.

The Spirit Clan has taken advantage of the unjust ghosts, and they have taken advantage of the grievances of the unjust ghosts!

………….

"Huh! Boom! Boom! …… Boom! Boom! Boom! ……”

Suddenly, the vain laughter overwhelmed all the wailing.

Countless wails abruptly stopped, in other words, dead souls, drowned under the satin-like black curtain.

The black curtain hung down, like a dark barrier, and the barrier gradually floated, and a human skeleton head emerged.

It was a human skull, like a giant skeleton.

The skeleton gradually emerged from the curtain, and finally fell into Ye Xiuwen's eyes.

The flesh was covered with bones, the face was gray, and the sparse hair, with only a few strands, was scattered on both sides of the skull like dead grass.

Ye Xiuwen felt that it was a little disgusting, this might be the most disgusting monster he had ever seen in his life.

"Boom! Damn boy, you actually destroyed my body, I will let you die, so that all of your Ye family's clansmen will die! You're all going to have to pay for it! …… You are all going to die, you are all going to die! ……”

In order to possess the body of the Yan people, Mo Sang didn't know how much effort he spent, but he didn't want to, a good body was blown up by Ye Xiuwen and half of his brain marrow.

The cerebral marrow is connected to the body, and when the cerebral pulp is broken, the physical body is useless.

So he was extremely angry, he wanted to kill Ye Xiuwen, and he wanted to kill Ye Xiuwen in the most cruel way in the world.

"Wow! ……”

Mo Sang made a move, and the claws that were like dry bones shook, and there was an extra blood-colored chain. The chain seemed to be only the thickness of a thumb, and the tip of a sharp arrow fell from the tip, and it shot towards Ye Xiuwen in a flash.

"Beware, this is called 'Soul Lock', the soul of a person is locked, as long as the soul is trapped by this chain, you will be weak in your limbs, at the mercy of it!"

Yu Sin's body appeared out of thin air, hanging behind Ye Xiuwen as a warning.

Obviously, his life is in danger, otherwise he will definitely not show up to talk much.

She and Ye Xiuwen have no common language at all, they talk and quarrel when they talk, and they quarrel when they talk about it, which is the kind where both parties can't wait to press each other down and trample on their feet.

So Ye Xiuwen is okay and is not called residual sin, anyway, when she encounters danger, she will jump out herself.

Ye Xiuwen was leisurely and snickered in his heart. But he can't show it, otherwise next time, Yu Sin will have to wait for him to be beaten half to death before jumping out.

"Remnant Sin!"

There is no superfluous nonsense, Ye Xiuwen drank a lot, and he has already grabbed it!

"Whoa!"

The chains collided, and it turned out to be a deep chain, which was caught by Ye Xiuwen.

But see, this chain is ten times the thickness of the blood-colored chain, like a wild dragon, soaring into the air.

"Zheng!"

The chains collided with the chains, making a clanging sound, and the blood-colored chains were actually hit by Ye Xiuwen and rolled back.

Scarlet chains. encountered a backlash, but Mo Sang was not angry but laughed.

"Huh! Boom! I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it! It's really rare that you still have such a chain, it's really rare! Then this shell of yours will be lent to this seat for the time being! ……”

"Whew!"

Mo Sang took back the chains but wanted to occupy Ye Xiuwen's body, and how could Ye Xiuwen let him succeed? But seeing the chains shaking, twelve chains rose one after another, and rushed to the rushing Mo San.

"Boom! Idiot, physical attack, ,...... for this seat"

"Bang!"

Mo Sangang wanted to say, 'Physical attacks are useless for him,' but he didn't want a chain to hit him in the chest, blasting a big hole in his chest, and his whole body turned into a black smoke and flew upside down.

"Yikes! Yikes! ……”

Scream, this is the scream of Mo San, and under this scream, the dark gray ghost struggled and ran away a few.

"Damn, you're all going to die for me!"

The unjust ghost escaped, and before he could fly out of ten zhang, he was hit by blood-colored chains and exploded in an instant!

"Damn, damn Ye Xiuwen, why can your chains hurt me?"

Mo Sang repaired his injuries and roared in the sky, and that harsh sound was like a wave, putting pressure on Ye Xiuwen.

It was the coercion of the Huang Dan Realm, or rather, the coercion of the orange-clothed divine soul.

At this time, Mo Sang was planning to use his coercion to directly attack Ye Xiuwen's divine soul.

But he didn't want to, the coercion he thought he was so mysterious that it was so weak that it was like a breeze, blowing Ye Xiuwen's cheeks, making Ye Xiuwen laugh wildly.

"Hahaha! My Lord Mozambit? Is that all you have to do? If you only have this ability, then I will accept your remnant soul! ”

"Boom! Boom! ……”

Ye Xiuwen couldn't stop laughing, and in the midst of this laughter, the ground under his feet roared.

There was a roar, and the whole earth shook and trembled violently.

The tremor grew louder and louder, and finally broke through the ground!

Chains! It was an endless chain, each of them was as black as ink, and each of them was the thickness of an arm!

They tore the earth apart and floated in the sky, driving Ye Xiuwen and his whole body!

And at this moment, Ye Xiuwen rose like a dragon and flew to the sky! ……