"A bunch of evil spirits, this place shouldn't be the domain of those Western knights, is it?Is this specialty of Narsugard appearing?Is Hades asleep or what's wrong?Don't care about his men!" He vomited like this, but his face was silent, and his silver hand stretched out from his sleeve and gestured a middle finger menacingly.

Fingertips, golden light bloomed, and the power of light was more suitable for these blue things than the magic of the Holy See of the icy water system and the dark arcane magic that devoured the soul. Mages who believe in the soul of the Chinese gods can only use the light magic inherited from Huaxia, such as the "Dao Technique" such as the Great Zhou Heaven Exterminating God Light Thunder and the Breaking Heaven Ten Thousand Gods Thunder Sword, which cannot expel evil like the magic of the Holy See, and can only completely turn evil into nothingness.

His provocation was responded, those blue rays of light began to distort rapidly, and finally turned into glowing human shapes, the yin wind around these figures was agitated, and a huge fierce ghost power trembled wantonly, Han Gaoli's face turned pale, Liang Yunfeng's legs were weak, Wan Jianxin frowned, Bai Hell had already begun to slowly draw his sword, he felt that Wan Jianxin might not be able to deal with these things alone.

Violent ghost cries exploded without warning. Four of the five people showed unbearable painful expressions, dizziness, nausea, all kinds of decadent negative thoughts, all kinds of suicidal thoughts, and even all kinds of memories buried in the bottom of their hearts, absolutely unbearable memories surging together, churning up and down in everyone's stomach, not only wanting to vomit, but also wanting to simply settle the calculations themselves.

Not only the four people in front, but even Ghost Liming and Feng Lieshan had to carry the wind to resist these sound waves that seemed to be nothing.

Only Silver Dust was unaware of the ghost's cry. He frowned beautifully, and his silver pupils were full of confusion: "Can't you even feel the least nausea and dizziness...... My immunity to illusions has finally kept me out of illusion forever. He remembered what his mentor in his hometown had said when he taught him the Nightmare of Darkness: "If one day, you can no longer see the illusion, you can no longer feel the power of spiritual attacks, and you can no longer be deceived by lies, even well-intentioned wilderness, your dark nightmare will have been completed, and you will be a king of illusions with the dark realm, so go and deceive your enemies without burden." ”

He used to think about what kind of elemental flood he would experience when he became the king of illusion, and what kind of dark and luxurious vision of heaven and earth he would have, but he didn't think that everything would be so quiet and silent, and it would come naturally. Before he knew it, it all came to fruition.

He turned his head to glance at Wan Jianxin's face that gradually became pale and transparent, and snorted coldly, a pair of white silver pupils instantly turned into a death vortex with no eye structure, and in the next second, a hysterical scream overshadowed all the ghost howls, and a cloud of blue light closest to the silver dust exploded directly, turning into a handful of sparks and dissipating in a loud firecracker-like sound.

Dark Arcane?Soul Ascension.

Although one was destroyed, more blue light lit up the entire tunnel, and the ghostly howl intensified. Silver Dust quickly reined in his mind and closed his eyes to recite the spell silently, the hedging constitution of the Golden Soul Mist/Dark Arcane could not allow him to instantly generate all magic, especially defensive and enchantment magic, and from now on he could only rely on spells or the magic light seal prepared in advance. He now had to pay three seconds to complete the Light Blessing.

But he didn't have that time.

A blue-black wind erupted from about two meters behind him, turning into a circle of colorless wind pressure, as if using a sonic weapon against a sonic weapon, completely suppressing the ghost's howl. The air was filled with the sound of dry and cold wind, and the very familiar energy of silver dust was surging back and forth in the surrounding space, gradually turning into a temporary Juyuan style, shrouded like an enchantment, and the way those wind blades operated, wasn't it the "Revenant Soul Killing Dafa" before the revision?

Yinchen opened his eyes, turned around, and saw Feng Lieshan squinting his eyes and agitating Gangfeng, black and blue light waves seeping out from every pore on his body, rumbling and stirring the air around him.

"This time, if you change the deity, if the deity doesn't make a move, you will all treat the Demon Wei Pavilion as a burden!" Feng Lieshan forcibly suppressed the injustice in his tone, slowly walked between Liang Yunfeng and Han Gaoli, and slapped Liang Yunfeng with his backhand: "What virtue!" Liang Yunfeng covered the swollen half of his face and said nothing.

"The living souls you got this time, you Mowei Pavilion will cover them all, and no one else in this world will want this kind of 'spoils'. Yinchen's voice came from afar, the corners of Feng Lieshan's mouth twitched, and he didn't say a word, he thought to himself, you kid doesn't even care about the old ghost of the ghost, these fierce spirits are all good materials for cultivating the magic skills of the Demon Wei Pavilion!

"Maybe I listened to the words of the bald donkeys in Hanshan Temple, and I had a kind heart, hum, no matter how amazing I am, I am always too young. Rosewood didn't think so, of course, he didn't let these Yin Spirits who were very dangerous to ordinary people as the best tonic and the most tempting prey, but he didn't know that he was the real Too young, too simple Tucson in the eyes of Silver Dust.

The "Remnant Soul Sutra" does not need to collect Yin Spirits at all, especially in the current "Remnant Soul Sutra", the puppet production line and the Chiyou Wan Transformation Technique, and the necromancer summoning technique are initially fused into one, there is no need for any remnant souls at all. Ghost Li Ming also doesn't need a yin spirit, because his "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa" is light-based rather than undead-based.

Feng Lieshan lined up and walked to the front of the line, a pair of slitted eyes with a white cold light, like the gaze of a poisonous snake. In front of him, the aisle disappeared, leaving only a wide hall, in the main hall, the candlelight flickered, but it was not the ever-bright flame candles used by ordinary people, nor the legendary silent and immediate killing of people, but rows of blue cold light candles.

It was almost the light that came out of hell.

Under the blue light and candles, a cloud of gray-blue mist coiled, slowly condensing into a blue glowing human shape, these figures have no feet, not even knees, only half of the thighs, and it is impossible to have a shadow, under the gray-blue candlelight, they are also gray and blue, almost like the ghosts and ghosts wandering in the underworld.

The faces of these blue humanoids are very blurry, if you want to stare at a certain one, it will soon grow a face of a deceased person that you say is familiar, Yinchen once stared at a tall humanoid for two seconds, and found that the other party had become Zhang Mengmeng.

If he hadn't known that his sister's soul was hidden in the depths of his sea of consciousness, he might have fallen into the Tao, after all, he was not affected by the illusion, but he could also see the yin spirit as Zhang Mengmeng, which shows the power of these yin spirits.

No one can keep a single secret in front of them.

The moment Feng Lieshan stepped into this strange and inexplicable gray-blue hall, the gray-blue mist that condensed into a human shape all stood up from a sitting or lying position, and some hung on the wall and didn't know how to struggle down. In short, there were originally only a few dozen blue yin spirits, but the moment Feng Lieshan stepped into the main hall, they became more than a hundred, hula and surrounded them, and the faces of each yin spirit were rapidly changing their facial features and expressions. They have boyfriends and daughters, old and young, with realistic appearances and different expressions, Yin Chen and Han Gaoli, who quietly followed Feng Lieshan to see the situation, clearly saw Feng Lieshan's body swaying slightly. Feng Lieshan seems to know all those people, or rather, they should all be the people who died in front of him.

Yinchen couldn't help but quietly get closer, he really wanted to go around and see Feng Lieshan's expression, but at the moment when he was one step closer than Han Gaoli, the figure of a little girl suddenly appeared from only about four meters away from the entrance of the main hall.

She suddenly flashed out like a ghost that had been hiding in the shadows, and she didn't even have the process of converging a little bit of yin qi to form a blue light and then condense into a human form, so she suddenly appeared in front of Feng Lieshan. Feng Lieshan was indeed taken aback and put on a defensive posture, but he didn't see the silver dust following behind him, and he was completely frozen at that moment.

"Yating?" Yinchen held back this call, holding it in his chest, piercing his heart, he clenched his fists tightly, but the tips of his silver-colored fingers could not pierce the palm of the same material no matter what, so there was not a drop of blood left.

Silver Dust stiffened for a second, then the muscles of his body softened. Although that ghost girl looks very much like Zhang Yating, in fact, she can never be Zhang Yating, because her expression is too different from Zhang Yating.

The girl is very cowardly and very quiet, there is no hope in her big blue eyes, there is no eternal hope and curiosity burning in Zhang Yating's eyes, only an empty despair and cold, such Zhang Yating will not be recognized by Yinchen, and naturally will not be liked by Yinchen.

The ghost girl gently stretched out her hands and made a weak blocking motion, like a kindergarten child in the occupied area, timidly blocking the way of the enemy soldiers and "defending their homeland". Feng Lieshan walked forward without saying anything, he maintained the body protection shield to the maximum, and a thick layer of cold wind like a knife whistled around his short and fat body, and there was not a single snowflake in the cold wind, only a hard dead silence and a weakening and decaying force. His fierce ghost power can be called authentic, at least much stronger than the thin layer of gray-blue fierce ghost power on the little girl's body.

"Why are you here?" The little girl saw Feng Lieshan approaching, and actually took a few steps back in fear, and the yin spirits around her all put on an indifferent look, holding their arms and watching coldly, but all the yin spirits who showed indifference actually approached Feng Lieshan very secretly, and gradually formed a situation of encirclement.

"Why can't the deity come?" Feng Lieshan asked with a smile as he looked at the little girl, his smile looked kind, or pretended to be kind, but the cold light from his slitted eyes was only the infinite greed of the hungry wolf in the face of the delicious lamb.

"If you absorb these Yin Spirits, you can reach the tenth level of distraction in a short period of time, go back and cultivate for a while, and you can break the path!" Feng Lieshan thought so, and the little girl also gave her own answer.

"This is not where you came from, this is ...... It's hell. ”

Her voice dropped suddenly, becoming very melancholy and dull, like a little girl who had a temper tantrum all day long, but at the same time as she said the last three words, a gray lightning bolt formed on the top of Feng Lieshan's head without warning, and slashed down silently.

Yinchen was stunned, Han Gaoli who saw this scene was also stunned, Wan Jianxin and Bai Prison felt that the backs of the two were wrong, so they walked up quickly, but they were driven back to their original positions by a gesture from Yinchen, who had reacted.

"Spell attack, what the hell?" Silver Dust couldn't imagine that in this world, which was originally a melee paradise, there could still be such a thing as "spells", even if it was the primordial gods, ghosts and gods with the ability to stop time and space and even reverse it, they had never remembered what a spell was, let alone created a move and a half.

Although Yinchen knew that the lightning bolt was nothing more than the result of two Yin Qi rubbing against each other above Feng Lieshan's head, this method of attacking from outside of himself and destroying the enemy from a distance was not resisted by the already harsh rules of this world itself?

The moment the gray thunder and lightning touched the hood on the top of Feng Lieshan's head, it made the distraction boss feel the mortal danger, and he burst out half of the fierce ghost power that was still in his body, and the left half of his body immediately lit up with a gray-blue flash, and then a bright gray-blue wind burst out, pushing his whole person to the right and flashing. The moment the gray thunder light and the gray-blue fierce ghost power came into contact with each other, the gray-blue wind emitted by Elder Feng disappeared directly without a trace, as if it was directly swallowed by that thin lightning, and it was impossible to find the slightest trace of it. Filigree-like gray lightning fell to the ground without a single speck of dust, as if it had never appeared. And Feng Lieshan's back was already covered with a layer of cold beads of sweat.

The smile on his face disappeared, replaced by ruthlessness and determination. The indefensibility of the Yin Spirit attack surprised him very much, after all, the power of the fierce ghosts that these Yin Spirit made up the body was not very strong, why could they shoot such a terrifying attack that was even more terrifying than the Demon King's breath and ignored the defense. He didn't understand, but he saw those Yin Spirits drumming up the gray-blue fierce ghost power all over his body, and after seeing the blackened gray lightning landing, the moment it didn't cause any damage, the silver dust behind Elder Feng actually understood the reason first.

"It's not [Spell] but [Juyuan], it's a static [Field]. The entire hall is actually a place shrouded in the Juyuan Style, and all the power forms that look like spell attacks are attacks directly from the Juyuan Style, and they can only hit the target that enters the Gathering Yuan Style, not spells that can really attack from a distance. I see. In Juyuan, the warrior is also a mage, and the mage is still a mage. Hehe. ”