These black shadows only had vague shadows, and they couldn't see their faces clearly, and they flew around Ling Bai, and there were extremely many of them, at least thirty.

The black shadow closest to Ling Bai stretched out his hands, and his fingertips popped out a three-inch-long black armor, as sharp as a blade, and was secretly pinching Ling Bai's neck.

The light released by the soul ring dispelled the darkness, and the black shadow that pinched Ling Bai's neck suddenly froze, as if he was a little dumbfounded, never expecting that there would be light. Ling Bai also stared at it, and while looking at it, the Cold Silver Knife slashed out without hesitation.

Eighteen percent of the strength can easily split the skeleton undead in half, and the bones on the body of the more powerful white jade skeleton have been cut off, not to mention the black paper in front of him.

Silently, the shadow split in two. A terrifying scene appeared, and the cracked black shadow did not die or disappear, but merged back together.

The force of force did no harm to it.

Ling Bai showed a look of surprise, "How could it be ......?"

Before he finished speaking, the black shadow seemed to be enraged by Ling Bai, and let out an extremely sharp cry, and the other black shadows followed suit.

The sound entered his ears, and Ling Bai felt as if his brain had been pricked by a needle, and it hurt so much. At this time, a cold breath flowed out of the soul bones of the head, and the spiritual power increased sharply, and the pain caused by the cry gradually weakened.

"Psychic attack?" Ling Bai's face changed slightly, and he saw that the black shadows around him were all fangs and claws, and they roared, and when Ling Bai was attacked by spiritual power, Qi Brush flew over, looking like he was going to tear him to pieces.

"First Soul Technique, Pillar Prison!"

A translucent pillar of silver light rose from the ground. It was not the black shadow that was trapped, but Ling Bai himself. Dozens of pairs of sharp claws gripped at the pillar, making a tooth-aching grinding sound.

Ling Bai stared at the black shadows outside the pillar prison, and secretly wondered, "What are these black shadows?" My thunder knife can't hurt them? ”

"Pillars can stop them......"

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Ling Bai's mind, and he thought of a strange existence on the Douluo Continent—that is, ghosts.

Ju Douluo's old partner, Ghost Douluo, his martial soul is a ghost. Ghost Douluo died once when he was a child, and by chance, his soul was able to reunite and possess his body and awaken the ghost martial spirit. This martial spirit is very peculiar, there is no substance, only a faint shadow, so it is difficult for physical attacks to work.

The dark shadow in front of him is very similar to the ghost described in the original book. No, it's not similar, they're ghosts.

"Trouble, my strongest attack method is the Thunder Knife, and its attack power even surpasses the current third soul skill, the Void Breaking Thunder Gun. The physical attack is ineffective, and with only level thirty-six soul power, I am afraid that it is not their opponent. ”

Puff, puff, the ghost used its claws to break through the pillar prison, and the two claws tore it fiercely, and it actually tore the pillar prison apart, and more than 30 ghosts pounced like hungry wolves.

Ling Bai's eyes froze, and he suddenly waved the cold silver knife. Suddenly, the shadow of the knife was heavy, and the sword light was connected together, forming a silver ball. Ling Bai was inside the ball, and it was his self-created soul power that seemed to be sealed.

If it is sealed, it is created by combining thunder knives and forging body styles, and it is the main defense. But now it is used flexibly by Ling Bai, not thundering, only injecting soul power into the cold silver knife.

Under the cover of soul power, the blue-black cold silver knife turned into bright silver, and each time it slashed at the ghost's body, it made them let out a terrible scream, and the already illusory body became more and more faint.

"Soul attacks work." Ling Bai was overjoyed, and while using a seal to protect himself, he moved towards the intersection five hundred meters away.

It is impossible to move forward.

The ghost's ability to resist physical attacks made Ling Bai unwieldy. Soul power needs to be used cautiously in the Death Canyon, and the thirty-sixth level soul power is not very high, so it is time to find a place to recover the soul power with two Void Breaking Thunder Spears.

How many ghosts are in this canyon, Ling Bai doesn't know at all, and continuing to move forward is not called training, it should be called death.

Five hundred meters is not far, but at the moment it is unusually long. The ghost shadows kept coming out of the white bone skeletons on both sides, and in just a moment, sixty or seventy of them were gathered, and the ghost claws were dense, and the attacks were dense and violent, which greatly increased Ling Bai's pressure.

The most hateful thing is that the ghost shadow will come out of the ground and grab Ling Bai's ankle. As if it was sealed, countless ghost shadows rushed into the silver ball, Rao is Ling Bai had been trained by Tang Na with the second soul technique for several months, and he couldn't completely dodge the ghost shadow's attack, and the layers of claw marks looked shocking.

In fact, the ghosts are much more difficult to deal with than Donna's orange cat clones, as there are so many of them.

"Can't bear it?" The corners of Ju Douluo's mouth, who was hidden in the dark, turned up slightly, and after being an idle bodyguard for two months, it was finally his turn to make a move at this moment.

Just as Ju Douluo was about to release his martial spirit, a strange fluctuation suddenly appeared in his perception. Since the two were too far apart, and Ling Bai had his back to him, Ju Douluo didn't see Ling Bai's eyes at this time.

What kind of eyes are they, there seem to be two thunder seas hidden in the eyes, countless thunderbolts are raging and roaring in the sky above the thunder sea, and the sea water composed entirely of the power of thunder sets off stormy waves, which actually overflow from Ling Bai's eyes.

Two blinding thunderbolts erupted, accompanied by a dull, deafening sound that exploded through the canyon.

Since Ling Bai obtained the head soul bone, the soul skill granted by this soul bone has been used for the first time. The name of the soul bone skill is 'Thunder's Fury'.

Under the urging of soul power, the power of spiritual power and thunder and lightning explodes, emitting a thunderous sound, which can make the other party's spirit and consciousness produce a strong vibration and a blank mind. The power of the soul skill depends on Ling Bai's spiritual power and soul power strength.

Ling Bai was a thirty-sixth-level Soul Venerable, and his spiritual power was not strong, but under the increase of the eight thousand year head soul bone, the power of the Thunder Fury that erupted was terrifying.

Within five meters of Ling Bai's center, all the ghosts were torn apart, and the ghosts more than five meters away fell into a state of blank thinking, and the ghosts farther away were frightened and stopped.

"It works well." Ling Bai grinned, and suddenly a feeling of dizziness came, and he almost didn't stand firm. I quickly bit the tip of my tongue, and my consciousness came to my senses under the pain. Ignoring the glorious results of Thunder's Fury, he looked in a direction with fewer ghosts and ran away.

The effect of the Thunder Fury disappeared, and the ghost shadow that had regained consciousness spotted those shattered companions, and the hundred ghosts roared like a rushing black river flowing through the canyon, and they gathered more and more, closely following Ling Bai's ass.

Ju Douluo looked at this scene in a daze, and it took a while to react, "That was Ling Bai's self-created soul technique just now?" ”

Or a brand new version he hadn't seen before.

The soul bones are so scarce, even he doesn't have a piece, can a small soul venerable afford it? So he didn't think about it at all.

Coupled with the long distance, Ling Bai has the talent of creating his own soul technique, and the means are endless, Ju Douluo took it for granted that it is a self-created soul skill.

"Is this kid going to heaven?"

"How old is he, he has already created so many soul skills, and each soul skill is very potential. Genius, no, demon, definitely a demon! ”

Ju Douluo's toes tapped the rock, and the whole person was like a leaf, flying through the canyon, and soon found Ling Bai's traces.

This time, he followed very closely, and as long as Ling Bai was in danger, he would immediately come to the rescue. Ling Bai can't die.

Not only because of the rules of the Death Valley Trial, but also because Ju Douluo really had a love for Ling Bai. A little ghost who keeps offering surprises, can he not attract people's love?