"Whew!"

Qin Heng's figure was hidden in the breeze, his breath energy, and any trace of perceptible feeling disappeared.

He is the wind, and the wind is him.

"Woo."

The ghosts were wandering, and from time to time they made a very cold howl, and the small animals around them, even the insects, did not want to stay in this place.

It was not in a hurry to leave, and as a being that had been dead for thousands of years, it had an unbelievable obsession. This is also a necessary condition for becoming a terrible ghost.

"What's going on there?"

Suddenly, several men in military uniforms walked over, and they looked at the surrounding trees with some confusion, the flowers and trees in this place had been destroyed in large quantities, and even deep pits appeared on the ground.

At first glance, it looks like a major war.

"Is there an enemy here?" Several soldiers were nervous.

They began to walk forward, carefully examining their surroundings, but did not notice a terrifying necromancer behind them.

The Shadow followed behind the three men, its blood-red eyes gurgling and turning, looking greedily at their necks, where it could feel the incomparably delicious flesh.

"Oh no, someone showed up." Although Qin Heng did not release his divine sense, he also heard the discussions of several soldiers, so he secretly screamed in his heart.

The Yin Soul was actually injured in its own hands, it fought with itself, and the Yin Qi was lost by at least a third, which Qin Heng got in exchange for being injured.

If Qin Heng was to say that the only advantage he could have in a battle with this Yin Soul whose cultivation was even stronger than his own, it was the degree of consumption.

He has a snake tail ring, which contains elixir to restore injuries, as well as spirit stones to restore spiritual power.

This is the only fighting opportunity.

However, three 'great tonics' appeared around the Yin Spirit, and if it tried to devour the souls of these three people, I am afraid that its strength would not only not weaken, but would also rise.

Eating people for the first time in a thousand years, what the effect will be, even Qin Heng himself doesn't know.

"The wound is healed." Qin Heng looked at his shoulder, and his heart was ready to fight at any time.

"You can't let it eat those three people, in that case." Qin Heng's eyes were a little colder, his left and right hands were raised in one direction, and a tornado began to condense in the palms of his hands.

"Woo."

The Yin Spirit followed the three of them, and when it confirmed that the three were not as powerful as the previous one, it was overjoyed, and raised its right hand to take the sharp claws.

The sharp claws seemed to lift three scythes, dangling from the necks of the trio.

As long as you slash down, all three of them will have their necks split.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, in front of the trees not far away, a figure brushed the leaves and there was a slight sound, and the ghost was startled to look forward, and found a rotating cannonball formed by the combination of two wind and waves, aimed in his own direction.

"Whew!"

The Yin Soul directly raised the claws in his hand to block in front of him, only to hear a bang like a balloon exploding, and the phantom of the Yin Spirit flickered, and was knocked down by the cannonball formed by the wind and waves and retreated from a distance of more than ten meters.

Bloodthirsty Claw !!

A voice At the same time as the yin soul retreated, Qin Heng's figure turned into a lightning bolt that was imperceptible to the naked eye, appearing in front of the three of them, and the five fingers of his right hand turned into a two-meter-long blood-red ghost claw, aiming at the direction of the three of them, and directly clawed over.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

The three heads flew up in response, and the eyes of the three soldiers widened as they died, panic and uneasy resentment gushing out of the mutilated necks.

"Resentment!"

The Yin Spirit just stopped retreating, and after feeling the three strong resentments formed by the three of them, its blood-red eyes gurgled and turned into a red ray of light that shot directly at it.

It's just too fast, and it doesn't have legs, it's all about floating.

All that was left in the air was the blood-red glow.

"Humph! The speed is terrifying, but it's you! ”

Qin Heng still knew most of the habits of the Yin Spirit, this was his experience, so the moment the Yin Soul came, he saw the Yin Soul close at hand wanting to devour the resentment floating in the air.

He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out, and a white rhizome containing the essence and blood on the tip of his tongue burst out, like a bloody arrow.

"Poof!"

The blood arrow elixir flew out and touched the Yin Spirit's head directly, but unfortunately it dodged quickly and was not able to directly hit its vital eyes.

However, this was enough for it to drink a pot.

"Ah!!h

The Yin Spirit let out a terrible scream, and the essence blood stimulated its body, as if it were sulfuric acid, madly corroding the Yin Qi of the Yin Spirit.

However, this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that when the snow-white rhizome pierced into the Yin Soul's body, it suddenly turned into thousands of whiskers, directly restraining the entire Yin Soul's body.

The roots were directly inserted into the Yin Soul's body, and then at a speed that Qin Heng could see with the naked eye, the Yin Qi in the Yin Soul's body was violently inhaled by the rhizome.

A yellow flower the size of a human face grew from the head of the Yin Spirit, incomparably bright.

Qin Heng's face was sluggish, his white lips had already revealed his incomparably weak situation, and the mouthful of essence blood just now already contained seventy percent of his cultivation.

After this battle, he may not be able to recover in a month or two. Of course, if it is not handled well, he may even have the possibility of regression in his cultivation.

"Devour." Qin Heng's bloodthirsty spiritual power in his right hand formed a claw and fiercely grasped the three resentful souls, a large amount of blood and souls quickly climbed up, recovering Qin Heng's physical strength.

After devouring it, Qin Heng couldn't help but spit in disgust.

In fact, although he was now able to control the powerful soul power, the bloodthirsty curse could not affect him, but when it was not necessary, he was really unwilling to do such a hurtful thing.

"There is really no way to kill these three people, who said that the Demon Descending Dao Chief must be righteous, maybe it is righteous in righteousness, but I don't know how many mortal souls have been contaminated with the lives of mortal beings in my hands." Qin Heng sighed, his figure retreated, and appeared five meters away.

"Ahhhhhh!!h

The Yin Spirit continued to let out a terrible scream, its blood-red eyes glaring at Qin Heng with murderous intent.

First wounded himself, then hindered himself from devouring his soul, and now he is seriously injuring it with these herbs to restrain the Yin Spirit.

For Qin Heng, it was hatred to the extreme.

"Damn, what do you see, if you have the ability, come over and beat me directly."

Qin Heng was so weak that he sat on the ground, the essence blood was consumed by the purest strength in his body, even if the bloodthirsty spell was replenished, but the three of them were far from enough for him to stuff his teeth, and now his body was still extremely weak.

"Woo." The Shade continued to scream.

"If you let you suck your soul, God knows if you will break through to the ninth layer of Qi training, if you break through, I'm afraid Uncle I will have to leave the Heavenly Empire." Qin Heng muttered to himself, flipped the palm of his hand, and a spirit stone appeared in each of his hands, trying his best to absorb the pure spiritual energy in the spirit stone.

The sky was dark, and the dark clouds had obscured the sky, making it impossible to tell what time it was.

Qin Heng didn't have the mood to check the time, the wilderness area, surrounded by potholes, and the most terrifying thing was that there was a monster with teeth and claws in front of him.

"This is a bit of the feeling of the Tianyuan Continent, haha, the sense of crisis, it can stimulate my nerves......."

Qin Heng's body flashed with a faint light, and an invisible wind wave began to rotate around his body, and the battle of life and death was three points stronger than any cultivation to stimulate the physical body.

"I've already touched the threshold of the eighth layer of Qi training." Qin Heng closed his eyes and felt it, and sighed secretly.

"Woo." The shade tried to move, but it didn't know when the rhizome had been inserted into the ground, and it was contained, and all it could do was whimper.

However, this can only achieve the effect of control, and the rhizome can no longer cause any damage to the Yin Spirit.

Its blood-red eyeballs looked at Qin Heng deadly, and the yin qi on its body began to charge up to attack those rhizomes, and some of the delicate rhizomes had already retracted.

"I can control it for half an hour, so I'd better take a good rest." Qin Heng breathed a sigh of relief, he finally had a good rest.

He was really tired.