Wandering Soul Realm.

Also known as the Ghost Realm.

It's a small world close to hell.,This small world is very mysterious.,Practicing ghost paths.。

They are good at raising ghosts, and the ghosts here are not ordinary ghosts, but a kind of ghost slaves who can dive into the spiritual sea of people and devour souls one by one.

For this small world, many people are reluctant to deal with it, because this small world is too terrible.

The unknown is terrible, because you don't know when, the other party will let a ghost slave come out, sneak into your spiritual sea, and constantly eat away at your spiritual sea.

In the end, the whole person turned into a fool, completely lost his mind, and fell.

Even if it is a little saint, it is possible to be eaten alive and die, let alone Bu Fang, a half-saint.

There are a lot of first-class small worlds present.

The Vajra realm, the small Buddha realm of the West Meridian and other small worlds are very strong.

But they are all extremely afraid of the Wandering Soul Realm.

Although in terms of comprehensive strength, the Wandering Soul Realm may not be as good as them, but it can't stand the other party's methods.

Needless to say, the Vajra Realm is big-chested and brainless, and they are completely restrained by the Wandering Soul Realm.

The Wingman Valley, Hell and other small worlds are also very strong, but they don't have the means to deal with this wandering soul world.

They can win, maybe they can rely on the strength of the power and slowly consume the other side.

But it is very difficult to achieve crushing.

And the Western Longitude Small Buddha Realm is the most capable of restraining the Wandering Soul Realm among these small worlds.

After all, the Buddha's path in the small Buddha realm of the Western Meridian is a deadly means for the gloomy wandering soul realm.

The monks of the small Buddha realm of the Western Meridian, every cultivator of the Buddha path is in the process of constantly condensing relics, and condensing relics requires strong spiritual power.

Therefore, the ghost interface is still not good for the small Buddha realm of the Western Longitude, which has strong spiritual power.

Everyone present knew the strength and advantages of the Wandering Soul Realm, so they were more and more optimistic about Bu Fang.

They believed that although Bu Fang's means were powerful, they could fight against the four little saints.

But that kind of method is useless against the powerhouses of the Wandering Soul Realm.

After all, no matter how strong Bu Fang's means are, the strength of his ontology is, in the final analysis, just a demi-saint.

Can the spiritual power of the half-saint be compared to that of the little saint?

A demi-saint, it's not bad to be able to condense divine sense.

The level of spiritual power is divided into divine sense, divine thought, and divine soul......

Being able to condense the sense of God is already very demonic.

As for the divine thoughts, only the top demons in the Little Saint Realm can condense.

It was the crystallization of a high degree of spiritual power.

As for the divine soul, if it is not a great sage, it will not become a divine soul.

It is enough to show the difficulty of condensing the soul.

Condense the divine soul, and that has touched the realm of the true gods.

Hiss......

One after another, the black gas rushed towards the step.

The entire ring became completely dark in an instant, and it was a little difficult for the audience below to catch the figure of Bu Fang and the powerhouse of the Wandering Soul Realm.

Everyone could only feel a cold aura roaring away.

It makes the hairs all over people's bodies explode.

However, he couldn't see that figure at all.

They all felt so nervous, let alone the step at the center of the vortex.

The methods of the Wandering Soul Realm are really terrifying.

"Assert ......"

"Do you know what the pain of purgatory is?"

"It was a kind of horror that the skin of the body was bitten inch by inch, and the spiritual power was eaten away by every penny, and it was the fear of watching oneself become food, but it was the fear that could not be struggled and resisted...... That's a fear you'll never forget!!"

The little saint man in the Wandering Soul Realm kept talking, and a cold laugh floated throughout the ring.

Ayukata's face was very strange.

Regarding the words of the little saint in the soul realm, Bu Fang was noncommittal.

Of course, he did not know the torture of purgatory.

He didn't want to know either

Grabbing the bandage, he slowly tied his arm, and the black and white lines on the gluttonous arm appeared.

It was bandaged and hidden, and it was completely difficult to see.

The movement of the step is very slow, careful, very serious binding.

This gesture seems to have angered the little saint of the wandering soul realm!

"Look for death!!"

A scream.

The voice of the little saint in the soul realm suddenly rose up, and then it seemed to explode in the entire ring.

Haunting everyone's ears.

This kind of weird scene makes many people cold.

In this dark aura, no one could see their figures......

Because their mental power can make their figures disappear and disappear.

Tied a nice bow to the bandage on the arm.

Bufang slowly lowered his hands.

The next moment, my eyes moved.

Slowly looked to the right and obliquely.

The head didn't turn, only the eyeballs turned.

In that direction......

A face suddenly emerged in the darkness, a sinister smile on his face......

Suddenly.

The face met the ayumi's gaze.

There was a moment of awkwardness in the atmosphere.

"You can't see my ......"

The little saint of the Wandering Soul Realm grinned and sneered.

Then, like a cloud of green smoke, the figure began to drift.

After a while, it was drifting into the distance.

That face resurfaced.

But......

Bu Fang's eyes moved slowly, staring at him as the green smoke moved......

Well?

The little saint of the wandering soul realm, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the next moment the hairs all over his body seemed to explode!

Coincidental!

This must be a coincidence!

He can't see me, how can a demi-saint see me!

Hula......

Xiao Sheng's figure spread out like green smoke again.

When it was time to reunite, it was to meet the gaze of the step again.

All that's left is to be frightened!

The little saint of the Wandering Soul Realm was almost frightened to tears by Bu Fang's eyes.

Nima ......

He has always been the only little saint in the soul world who pretends to be a ghost and is scary, when did people become so terrifying?!

"!!"

I really couldn't stand Bu Fang's gaze, and the powerhouse of the Wandering Soul Realm screamed.

Then......

With a hula, it turned into a cloud of green smoke and wrapped around Bu Fang's mind.

It seems to be going to get into the mind of the step party every minute.

Bu Fang's hands hung down, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

There was a hula sound.

Ultimately......

The black smoke of the Wandering Soul Realm poured into Bu Fang's mind like a whale swallowing it.

From the top of Bu Fang's head, it turned into a funnel-shaped vortex and drilled into Bu Fang's mind.

Everyone gasped.

Staring at the ring.

The picture in the ring was completely presented in front of them.

Two figures stood side by side.

Bu Fang, dressed in a red and white feather robe, stood in place, expressionless.

And not far from him.

The pale-faced little saint of the Wandering Soul Realm stretched out his neck, hunched back, his black hair hanging down, covering his face, through the fine hair, his eyes were red and staring at Bu Fang.

The two stood motionless, standing in place.

The wind blows without the slightest wave......

"Truly...... Succeeded, the wandering soul entered the sea, this little cook, is dead. ”

In the camp of the Wandering Soul Realm, the female ghost-like figure suddenly laughed sharply, and his pale face showed a look of satisfaction.

And everyone in the ring gasped.

"It's over...... It's lost, and the spiritual power of the little saint in the wandering soul realm has penetrated into the spiritual sea of that little cook?"

"Wait a minute, this little cook may lose his mind...... Completely reduced to a fool. ”

"It's a pity, the strength of the demi-saint can fight the four little saints, and it is a very demonic existence, but it has encountered the ghost realm...... I'm afraid I'm going to be a fool. ”

......

The audience felt a sense of pity.

In the face of the powerhouses of the Wandering Soul Realm, the best way is to prevent the opponent's spiritual power from invading the mind, only in this way can you have a chance to resist and win.

But once the spiritual power is invaded, it means failure.

The means of the Wandering Soul Realm in the spiritual sea......

That's just a lot of variety, after all, they studied ...... That's the means.

"Amitabha, step boss...... It's dangerous. ”

The Dharma monk of the small Buddha realm of the Western Meridian suddenly stared, folded his hands, sighed, and recited the Buddha's name.

The powerhouses of the abyss, the powerhouses of the Vajra Realm are all staring coldly.

The birdmen with white jade masks in the Wingman Valley smiled faintly.

The strong men of hell are curious and watching.

Immortal Kitchen World.

Above the square, everyone fell silent.

They were all stunned by this strange method.

Fight directly in people's minds...... This kind of means is simply unprecedented.

They have also really increased their knowledge.

But......

Can the Great Demon King resist?

The hearts of the people in the immortal kitchen world couldn't help but get nervous, and everyone clenched their fists.

......

Step in the sea of spirits.

A burst of black clouds swept in, and the black clouds entered in an instant, accompanied by a long howl, and a cold laughter.

Rumble!!

The spiritual sea suddenly rose into turbulent waves.

The powerhouse of the Wandering Soul Realm trampled on the black clouds and came through the clouds, his eyes full of greed and ferocity.

He was suspended above the spiritual sea.

Then my heart moved.

The next moment, around his body, there was a huge and huge devil phantom.

The devil's phantom, greedy, opened his mouth wide and sniffed deeply.

"What a pure spiritual power......"

The powerhouse of the Wandering Soul Realm almost drooled from his mouth.

He didn't expect that the spiritual power of a half-saint in Bufang was so pure, and the smell seemed to be better than that of his little saint.

"This time...... Earn a fortune!"

Rumble!!

The black clouds swept and crushed towards the center of the spiritual sea, wanting to devour it inch by inch from that position.

Spirit Sea Center.

Bu Fang's figure suddenly appeared.

Standing with his hands in his hands, he stood expressionlessly.

The four great instrument spirits who were originally lying in the spiritual sea suddenly became energetic.

The white tiger's eyes rolled, and he snorted arrogantly.

The golden dragon twisted his waist, and his eyes were shining.

"Little host, who are you going to let possess this time, choose me to choose me, choose me Nicholas Shuailong, you will definitely not regret it!"

The Golden Dragon shouted.

Suzaku rolled his eyes at the Golden Dragon, "You stupid dragon." ”

Bu Fang glanced at the four major instrument spirits, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

In the sky above the spiritual sea, there was a golden phantom.

It was a divine phantom, somewhat similar to Bufang.

"Huh?"

Suddenly.

The Golden Divine Dragon and Suzaku both widened their eyes and looked into the distance of the Spirit Sea.

There, a cloud of black gas swept in at a rapid pace......

"Small host...... Is there an eye-opening thing running into your spiritual sea?"

The Golden Divine Dragon said in disbelief.

Bufang did not answer.

With an expressionless face, he turned his head to look at the distance of the spiritual sea.

Black clouds pressed down on the city, bringing a rolling murderous aura.

"Assert ......"

"It's really a pure white and flawless spiritual sea, and this spiritual sea is absolutely delicious......"

In the black clouds, a figure came from the sky.

The latter locked onto the step standing in the middle of the spiritual sea at a glance.

His eyes lit up.

"Truly...... Found you!"

The little saint of the Wandering Soul Realm turned pale, revealing excitement.

Bufang looked at him lightly.

Suspended in the sea of spirits.

Golden Dragon, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger...... They all looked at him lightly.

As for Xuanwu...... He's still sleeping.

On the side of the step, there is a phantom of divine thoughts sitting cross-legged.

The phantom of the divine thought was golden all over, as if it was poured with gold, and his eyes were closed.

As soon as the powerhouse of the Wandering Soul Realm appeared in the Spirit Sea, he saw Bufang.

At the second glance, what I saw was the phantom of the divine mind on the side of Bu Fang.

He didn't really recognize it at first glance.

However, when Bufang exhaled softly.

He was stunned when the entire spiritual sea was flooded with turbulent waves.

He only cared about feeling the pure aura of the Bufang Spirit Sea before.

Right now......

He was shocked to find out.

How is this half-holy spiritual sea Nyima...... So big?!

And the golden phantom, how does it look like the legendary ...... Divine Vision?

Where the hell did he come here?