The space inside this ring was more than half smaller than the one Zhao Shenbi had obtained from the Donglin Dao Tower.

But what makes people feel refreshed is that it is full and glorious.

"It seems that the hundreds of thousands of blood source crystals can't be taken back, but after all, I finally got the Thundering Grass, the Rootless Wood, the Extreme Flame Demon Essence and so much Xuanyuan Iron, plus this ring and the net worth of the other three, it is not a loss. ”

Satisfied, he tucked the ring into his sleeve before turning his attention to the twisting spirit.

"My lord, please spare me! I really don't know about the affairs of the Chiyan tribe, these are all done by the fourth child, and I am also kept in the dark, my lord!" Seeing Zhao Shenbi looking at him, Guiyuan immediately begged for mercy bitterly.

The distortion of the countenance, completely devoid of the kind eyebrows and eyes of an hour ago, and approachable.

Zhao Shenbi's eyes were indifferent, but instead of feeling pitiful, he felt hateful and hateful.

He said coldly, "I really want the people of the Ghost Spring Clan to see that the patriarch they usually love and fear is actually this face!"

Before the words fell, Onihara suddenly screamed in pain, the scream was so tragic and terrible that it made people shudder.

It was actually the brilliance in Zhao Shenbi's eyes, and the majestic soul power poured out, like turning a book to open most of the memories in the ghost original soul, and then pinched and exploded into a point of light in the sky.

The art of soul seeking.

Seeing Zhao Shenbi destroying souls so ruthlessly, Yan Zhen did not have the slightest disgust.

On the contrary, he felt that it should be so, and even felt that Zhao Shenbi was too kind.

If he were replaced, he would never give Onihara such a happy way to die, and he would inevitably restrain Onihara, use various secret techniques to extract his soul and refine his soul, and torture him until the soul collapses.

"My lord's supernatural powers, now that the blood pill combat power of the Ghost Spring tribe has all fallen, and the rest of the clansmen are not a pity to die, do you need to kill them all in the next step? This can be regarded as revenge for the Chiyan tribe. ”

Yan Zhen licked his lips and said, "Moreover, so many lives can be used to cultivate the Soul Devouring True Sutra." ”

However, Zhao Shenbi just looked at him, which made him fall into an ice cave, completely dispelling this idea.

"The revenge has been avenged, so why rush to kill it all, have you forgotten what I said before?" Zhao Shenbi snorted coldly, "And I have other things that you need to do, don't use these crooked brains for me." ”

"Come with me, and I'll take you to their treasure place. ”

When Yan Zhen heard this, his heart sank, and he immediately followed Zhao Shenbi out of this hall.

In the middle of the woodland of the Ghost Spring Tribe, this magnificent festival has reached its climax.

All the clansmen danced excitedly, like those carnival demons of ancient times, indescribably crazy and weird.

"May the holy tree bless me, and my Ghost Spring tribe will never die!"

"Blessed by the Sacred Tree!

“......”

Zhao Shenbi and Yan Zhen turned into a wisp of smoke, and after constricting their aura to the extreme, they swept towards the passage leading to the secret cellar at the bottom of the sacred tree.

He looked at these reveling Ghost Spring tribesmen, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

The four Blood Pill Realm powerhouses in their own clan had all fallen, but they were still completely unaware of it, and they were still immersed in this evil ritual and could not extricate themselves.

However, although Zhao Shenbi decided to let them go, he did not have any mercy.

The Ghost Spring tribe has been in trouble for a long time, and their subordinates are full of blood debts and countless unjust souls.

Although most of the evil things that anger and resentment these days were committed by high-level clansmen like Ghost Yuan, Ghost Cloud, and Ghost Mist, many clansmen didn't even know about it.

But they are not innocent either.

Born in such a group, they are indirectly involved in these things to a certain extent, and after Onihara and others repeatedly killed people and exterminated the clan, they also enjoyed the benefits they snatched from other tribes.

If it had been more than ten years ago, when he was still in the Tian Yuan Continent and trapped by the heart demons that the flower of evil had grown, he would definitely not have the slightest mercy.

At the moment, there was no slaughter of the city and extermination, which was Zhao Shenbi's last mercy.

However, even if he didn't choose to do that terrible thing, the future situation of the Ghost Spring Clan would definitely not be much better.

As such a big clan, they have done so many hurtful things on weekdays, and they have made countless enemies, and now after losing four Blood Pill Warriors who are the top combat power, the fate that awaits them can be imagined.

But this is not what Zhao Shenbi needs to care about.

The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant.

In a few breaths, Zhao Shenbi and Yan Zhen went deep into the cellar, slowly advanced along the rotating steps, and soon stood in front of a bronze giant door.

On the bronze giant door, the yin aura is compelling, the gray pattern is eerie and terrifying, and if you look closely, it is actually nine powerful ghosts with teeth and claws, which are constantly twisting and changing.

Zhao Shenbi said to Yan Zhen, "After opening the treasure cellar of the Ghost Spring Clan, I can divide the contents into two percent, which can be regarded as my last compensation for your forging for me." ”

When Yan Zhen heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, but after feeling the terrifying ghost aura on the bronze door, he gradually frowned.

"My lord, with all due respect, this ghost gate is so evil that it makes people feel a pain in their heads when they look at it, I'm afraid that a few more body refiners like me will definitely not be able to break through it for a while. ”

He frowned, "And if we attack unscrupulously, we will soon attract the attention of the Ghost Spring tribesmen, and when the time comes, we will be surrounded in this cellar, then there is really no way." ”

Yan Zhen seemed to think of something, and suddenly his expression moved, "By the way, my lord, didn't you search for the soul of that old bastard in the ghost plain just now?

"Yes, yes, but it's useless. ”

Zhao Shenbi shook his head and said, "In the memory of Ghost Yuan, this ghost gate, called the 'Nine Yin Rakshasa Gate', requires hundreds of descendants of the Ghost Spring tribe to consume essence blood together and feed the nine powerful ghosts on the door before it can be opened. ”

Yan Zhen was in a hurry, "What's the matter, do you want me to catch a hundred people and kill them?"

Zhao Shenbi was suddenly speechless.

After a long while, he said coldly, "Many things can't be solved only by killing. ”

After saying this, Zhao Shenbi took a step forward, and his body had already erupted with amazing momentum.

The moment they sensed this murderous aura and hostility, the nine ghosts on the door immediately came to life, constantly letting out a sinister roar.

Zhao Shenbi was unmoved, and the black-gold thunder light under his feet flowed like water, forming a thunder pool prohibition that isolated the aura behind him.

As soon as the ban came out, the inside and outside of the passage were completely cut off, and unless Zhao Shenbi died, no one could take a step beyond the thunder pool.

However, this is not enough.

"Next, I will forcibly break open this door, although I have left a ban on the breath, I may still not be able to completely block the qi. ”

Zhao Shenbi looked at the black scabbard on his waist, and his tone was extremely solemn, "So when I make a move, I need you to help me block the momentum and fluctuation of my spell casting, do you understand?"

Yan Zhen glanced at the ordinary scabbard, and said with a big grin, "It's simple, don't you just let me be a meat wall, don't worry, this matter is on me." ”

"You have to be mentally prepared first. Zhao Shenbi looked strange, "Because of my knife...... Possible...... It's a bit fierce!"

"A little fierce?" Yan Zhen's eyes widened, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

However, he still beat his spirit and said, "It's okay, I can resist! And I believe that adults are measured in their actions, so they can't hurt me inexplicably!"

Zhao Shenbi nodded, noncommittal.

Facing the nine powerful ghosts that seemed to be about to come out, Zhao Shenbi pressed the fingers of his right hand on the handle of Yu Ash's knife and rubbed it gently.

"Long time gone, old man. ”