Coming for the soul?

These six simple words were like a thunderbolt that exploded in Nangong Fan's heart, making his sea of knowledge set off stormy waves, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

Even the blood demon who has always been hanging high on his own side has also fried the pot, if he used a little snack, he would naturally have discovered the abnormality, but he would rather Nangong Fan personally explore such a dangerous thing, and he can't rely on him for everything, right?

The blood demon son's vast divine thoughts permeated the Moon Lake, his face became more and more ugly, and his voice was extremely low, "All the souls have been sucked away. ”

He survived until now with the remnant soul, even if he escaped from the Fallen Dragon Domain parasitic on the body of the Black Overlord, he did not show the slightest abnormality, but he found that because of his family background, the Black Overlord Heavenly Consciousness Sea was filled with a dark aura.

After Hei Batian's strength was successful, he returned to his hometown non-stop to slaughter the enemy's family, even sparing the baby, and some bystanders at that time were also tortured, which can be seen from this.

The Blood Demon Son was not a soft-hearted person, but acting like this still made him repulsive, which made the Blood Demon Son wait for another thousand years in the inheritance left by the Black Tyrant until Kurosawa's arrival. Of course, it's not just about rejecting Hei Batian, after all, he is not as peak as he was at the beginning, he has a lot of considerations when he is cautious, he is afraid that the host will backlash, and people like Hei Batian are not easy to control at a glance.

Kurosawa inadvertently broke in when he was a child, and he didn't make up for it and became a leaky body, all of which were in his cold eyes, and he left behind at that time, even if Kurosawa became a waste later, although he was backed by the family and kept his innocence, he didn't do anything hurtful to nature, and he also had his influence in it.

The young Kurosawa was like a blank sheet of paper on which he could splash ink.

In a sense, Nangong Fan can be regarded as taking away the creation that should have belonged to Kurosawa. It's just that Kurosawa worships Nangong Fanliu as a teacher, which is a good ending for the three of them.

The Blood Demon Son hated these people who used their souls as a means of cultivation. Not to mention that in the past, the two realms of righteousness and demons were more of a difference in philosophy, just to say that now he is only in a state of remnant souls, so that he can't have any good feelings for these people who have been rejected by the orthodox demon path. If it wasn't the Black Overlord who was extremely weak to him at that time, but a powerful demon who cultivated with his soul, he would never have seen the colorful world he has now.

Cultivators don't believe in reincarnation, they don't believe in the afterlife, they only believe that they are invincible in this life, even if the blood demon son himself said that he can only enter the hellish reincarnation path in the humane realm, he has never seen it himself, but he has only seen the record of a scaly claw in ancient books.

The body is the harbor of the soul, and even if the body is destroyed when it reaches a certain state, the soul can stay in the world for a long time.

The soul is the foundation of a person, and if you use the soul of a living soul to cultivate, even the blood demon son, the former demon, has a killing intent. The Devil's Way is as infamous as a rat crossing the street, and there are such evil people who are haunted by it.

"Boy, use your own power to get rid of this wicked man. "The blood demon son is a rare seriousness.

Nangong Fan nodded lightly, his eyes scanned around Moon Lake, there were not too many valuable clues here, there was no need to stay here for a long time. As for the work of putting these demon beasts into the earth for peace, he only needs to report to the Nangong Blood River, and naturally someone will come to do something, and now it is more important for him to find more clues, as for solving this matter by himself, he no longer has any hope when he sees the corpse of this demon beast in the lake, on the contrary, he has to be more careful, if he is discovered by the evil man, he will also be more auspicious.

"There is only one lake of such a big lake, and according to the records, this lake should be the Moon Lake. The main city is on the banks of the Moon River, go to the main city to find someone to explore. Nangong Fan thought about it in his heart, raised his steps and walked along the lakeside.

I have to say that the people of Ziniu Xing still have some reason to call Moon Lake a holy lake.

Even if the corpses of demon beasts rise and fall in the lake, except for the smell of blood, there is no too unpleasant smell emanating from the surface of the lake, but a cool and holy breeze, accompanied by moonlight, slaps on Nangong Fan's body as if coming from the sky, dispelling Nangong Fan's fatigue from several days of travel.

The gathering of so many corpses here does not condense some ominous, strange filth, let alone the most basic plague scourge.

Nangong Fan circled the lake for half a circle, and a dry river channel was displayed in front of him. The majestic river of the past is long gone, and only small puddles dot the wide riverbed.

Nangong Fan glanced at the place where the lake water met the river, and a holy illusory light curtain stood there, completely isolating the polluted water quality of the lake, and it flowed all over Ziniu Xing without passing through it.

"I don't know if it's an illusion, the blood in the Moon Lake seems to be a little thinner than just now?" Nangong Fan stared at it, wondering, the corpses of the demon beasts he saw along the way were unknown, but the blood lake he saw at the beginning was not as vivid as he imagined, and he seemed to understand something when he saw this light curtain.

Moon Lake is spontaneously purifying its waters, making them clear again.

Such a strange phenomenon may have unexpected treasures. It's just that it hasn't been discovered for many years, and Nangong Fan doesn't have the confidence that he can get the benefits in a short time, so he has to give up for the time being. Maybe there are also people who don't want to be polluted with the filthy lake water now.

The earth was originally forged by countless top powerhouses of all races in the human realm during the beginning of the Three Realms and the war, and they participated in the war with the determination to die, leaving behind a lot of inheritance such as the inheritance of the Blood Demon Son Ten Thousand Beasts. In the countless spaces of the earth, there are so many secret realms that ordinary people can't imagine at all.

Nangong Fan resisted the urge to dive into the lake at this time, and when this is over, it is not too late to make more preparations and explore again.

Nangong Fan no longer looked at the Moon Lake that emitted a hazy and holy light mist, and continued to walk forward along the river. The withered trees along the river were stained with dried blood.

Nangong Fan could imagine the hordes of demon beasts rushing to the Moon Lake, still with a happy smile, ready to have a full meal, as you know, the smile is still the same, a small needle appeared strangely in the center of their eyebrows and pierced down, the vitality collapsed in an instant, and the soul was sucked away with the pinhole, becoming a powerful nourishment for others.

Nangong Fan didn't like to slaughter demon beasts, but he was still slightly uncomfortable in his heart when the dead bodies of demon beasts were placed in front of him, so he had to sigh at the fragility of life.

Nangong Fan completely wrapped his body with his divine thoughts, walking in the shade of the trees that were still lush in the river, and he could meet people who did evil at any time, and his divine thoughts could effectively avoid the spiritual consciousness of other cultivators within a certain range, which was naturally an excellent means of concealment.

If the enemy is really invincible, he is not afraid of being discovered in advance, and slipping away to tell the Blood River Department is also considered to have completed the task, and then the Blood River Department will have its own strongmen to chase and kill the evil fang.

Another half day passed in the blink of an eye.

Nangong Fan's footsteps paused slightly, and a trace of irrepressible anger gradually flashed in his pupils.

In front of him, three young men and women dressed in similar clothes fell sideways beside a sturdy middle-aged man, and he could clearly see the corners of the mouths of these three young men and women who were about the same age as Nangong Fan showed a cheering smile, obviously they were coming to the forest to hunt with the elders of the clan, and to see the bloody and cruel struggle, so as to grow up.

This is a path that many people have to walk. It's just that at this time, they were lying quietly on the ground, without the slightest movement. Nangong Fan's spiritual sense of exploring living creatures was even more inert, ignoring the four people who were already lifeless.

Nangong Fan stared at the tiny pinhole in their eyebrows, and the murderous intent faintly emerged.

Although there have been many Terrans who have died in his hands in the past two years, he has never killed for no reason, and most of the people he killed were those he thought deserved to die, let alone the tragic deeds of sucking away his soul and cutting off his grandchildren.

These are the four people who are still in the initial realm of humanity, and if the hellish reincarnation path is true, then they are people who may be reincarnated! But when their souls are withdrawn, the possibility of reincarnation is cut off, although they who have returned from reincarnation are not necessarily them.

In this world, these four people have been permanently lost!

Seeing that the four of them died almost instantly, without the slightest resistance.

The bandits of Panlong Mountain could put down their butcher knives, why didn't that evil person even let go of ordinary cultivators who could be killed at will?

"Is this a demon?" Nangong Fan didn't have the slightest emotion in his eyes, and turned his head to look at the blood demon.

"This is not a demon, this is evil. The blood demon pursed his lips, his face full of disdain. He was extremely unhappy that anything could be called a demon, which greatly lowered his compulsion.

Nangong Fan sighed slightly, the brown spiritual power in the palm of his hand surged, the ground cracked slightly, and four small pits to accommodate one person were drawn, and as soon as the thought moved, the divine power gushed out, rolling the meager spiritual energy between heaven and earth and gently pushing the four corpses into the pit.

"Let's go into the ground!" Nangong Fan buried the four of them in silence, the murderous aura in his heart could not be suppressed, and the black mark that had appeared in his soul slowly emerged. Although he was also touched when he saw the corpses of the group of demon beasts, it was not as fierce and swift as these four people of his clan.

Nangong Fan has already sentenced the evildoer to death in his heart!

Nangong Fan walked all the way, his mood gradually became heavy and numb. Near the river he walked, every few steps there was a succession of Terran corpses unattended by the road. Not to mention the places that Nangong Fan hadn't seen.

Nangong Fan was silent and buried the two dead bodies in front of him, his face no longer showing the slightest anger, only endless indifference.

"There's a good chance it's a big guy who needs your help. Nangong Fan turned his head to look at the Blood Demon Son who had been frowning and contemplating on his shoulder, the murderous intent could not be suppressed, and he asked the Blood Demon Son for the first time to help him in the battle.

The blood demon nodded slightly, "Boy, look away, this world is already very cruel. I don't know how many bloody cases have been created by people in the evil way that are even more terrifying than this. ”

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth twitched, but his thoughts couldn't help but fly to ten years ago.