The deeper he went, the denser the dead air became, and the more dry bones and corpses on the ground grew.

Soul Feng didn't see Soul Yue'er's body, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Soul Feng had a pillar of incense again, and saw a person who fell in a pool of blood, he stepped forward and found that the middle-aged man had a painful look in his eyes, and he saw Soul Feng, his eyes were full of pity.

"Ask for ...... Please, give me ...... A painful ...... Hurry!"

Soul Feng sighed, and the dark soul power in his hand wrapped up, and immediately pressed on the middle-aged man's forehead.

"No more pain!"

After a moment, Soul Feng slowly opened his eyes, and he looked into the depths of this space.

From this man's memory, Soul Feng learned that Soul Yue'er's grandfather, Shen Qifeng, was going to the altar in the depths of the Jedi, and only when they got there, would they have a glimmer of life.

However, Soul Feng did not see the news about Soul Yue'er from this man's memory.

"Looks like I can only go on hard!" Soul Feng pondered for a moment and continued to walk forward.

The white bones and some miserable corpses all over the ground had already numbed Soul Feng, and he knew that there were few people who could go to the final altar with Shen Qifeng.

Soul Feng, who has the Wood Source Array to resist the death qi, is now walking in this Jedi, and it is also a little difficult, and the dense death qi seems to be pervasive, and it begins to invade the Wood Source Array.

If there was the origin of the ancestral wood inscription, it wouldn't be so difficult!

After walking for another half a day, the Wood Source Array around Soul Feng had been completely eroded by the dead qi, and he could also feel the dead qi in his spiritual space, but so far, his soul power could be suppressed.

Suddenly, in Soul Feng's sight, more than a dozen black dots appeared, and it seemed that there was some kind of battle going on.

Soul Feng quickened his pace, and when he got closer, he found that more than a dozen people were fighting with a spider spirit beast.

The spider was full of death, and the eight long legs were like the scythe of death waving, and every time they danced, the dozen or so warriors tried their best to resist.

Not far behind the spider spirit beast, there was a dark green altar, the altar was covered with mysterious patterns, and from a distance, it seemed that there was a dim light circulating.

Suddenly, a graceful figure jumped onto the altar, and when he saw this figure, Soul Feng's gaze froze.

"Soul Yue'er?"

However, Soul Feng also found out that something was wrong, Soul Yue'er's gaze was dull, and it seemed that she was controlled by something!

On the altar, Soul Yue'er stretched out her hand and held it, and from the altar, the scepter that exuded endless death slowly rose, and was finally held in her hand.

The scepter began to emit light, echoing the light of the altar's arcane patterns, and at this moment, the momentum of the spider spirit beast increased even more.

With the swing of the spear's long legs, it directly broke the long knife in the hand of a warrior, and then stabbed him in the chest.

Soon, the warrior's face was enveloped in a layer of black qi, and then wrapped his whole body, and the spider spit out the spider silk of dead air, and then rolled up the warrior at once and swallowed it.

The other people's faces changed drastically, and they were full of fear for this spider spirit beast.

Soul Feng's gaze swept over the bodies of the dozen or so martial artists, and he suddenly spoke: "Is there any of you named Shen Qifeng?"

With Soul Feng's voice, these martial artists of the Shen family noticed Soul Feng's existence.

"Elder Shen was devoured by that weird altar!" a young man spoke, "Please also ask Gongzi to save Elder Shen's granddaughter!"

Soul Feng smiled bitterly, these people fought with spider spirit beasts, and the aura they exuded was all stronger than him, he was only a sixth-level inscription master, and the current situation was really not easy to handle!

"Now that we are fighting with this monster, we can't get out, and Miss Yue'er is on that altar, this monster seems to be stronger, and now you are the only one who can help us!" the young man said again.

"I'll do my best!"

Soul Feng originally came in to find Soul Yue'er, but now that she is in front of her, of course he has to take care of it!

At the moment when Soul Feng's body swept out, countless inscription runes flowed around him, and the Wood Source Array enveloped Soul Feng.

At the same time, Soul Feng's hand engraved the inscription rune again, and when he passed by the spider spirit beast, with a wave of his sleeve robe, the inscription rune swept out, and in the sky above the spider, a demonic flame lotus flower slowly bloomed.

"There's only so much I can do!"

The strange lotus petals slowly wrapped down, enveloping the huge spider spirit beast inside, and the endless blazing flames scorched.

Soul Feng's formation brought a little respite to the Shen family's martial artists, they were a little surprised, they didn't expect that this man who suddenly appeared would be a sixth-level inscription master.

Although this formation could not solve this spider spirit beast, it could trap this spider spirit beast for a while, giving the Shen family a chance to kill the spider spirit beast.

"Thanks, great help!"

Soul Feng no longer cared about the battle between those behind him and the spider spirit beast, and after he approached the altar, he was ready to jump on.

Soul Yue'er on the altar suddenly looked at Soul Feng, her somewhat dull eyes suddenly flashed with a cold breath, the scepter in her hand pointed at Soul Feng, and the dark green pillar of light that suddenly erupted from the scepter directly hit Soul Feng's chest.

Soul Feng stabilized his body and touched his chest in disbelief, this blow didn't bring him any damage?

Suddenly, Soul Feng's face changed, and the dead qi in the spiritual space that was suppressed by his soul power suddenly became agitated, and there were faint signs of breaking free.

Soul Feng hurriedly ran the Heavenly Soul Technique and suppressed those dead qi again.

If it weren't for the fact that his soul power is strong and he has a unique advantage, it would be really amazing!

Soul Feng's gaze focused on the scepter in Soul Yue'er's hand, and it seemed that the dead air in this space could be controlled with that scepter.

Soul Yue'er frowned slightly, as if she had failed to detonate the dead qi in Soul Feng's spiritual space and arrived in surprise, she slowly raised her scepter and aimed at Soul Feng again.

The pitch-black soul power condensed in the palm of Soul Feng's hand, and under the control of Soul Feng, the soul power condensed into the shape of a big bow, and Soul Feng pulled out the big bow, and the pitch-black arrow appeared and shot out towards the altar.

The soul moon on the altar also moved, and the scepter in her hand pointed at the arrow, and the dark green light flashed like a meteor, resisting the pitch-black arrow.

Soul Feng pulled out the big bow again, and several arrows shot out, but they were all blocked by Soul Yue'er.

"It's a bit tricky!"

Soul Feng frowned, and after one consumption, his soul power was about to be exhausted.

But how can you pull the soul moon off the altar!