Yan San relied on the benefits of Lethe River to raid the dead souls everywhere, if there was a weapon, his soul collection efficiency would undoubtedly increase a lot, but now there are three more Heavenly Kings in the array, and I don't know how many times stronger than Yan San.

The power of the capture is unimpeded, and the trick is the Bodhisattva barbarian in the heavens to grab the chapter, punching and kicking, opening and closing and striding forward, all of them are close combat, or twisting or falling, or folding or squeezing, the technique is delicate in the rough place, the close dead soul beast is small like a fallen leaf flying, and the medium-sized close body is immediately paralyzed, or the joint is removed, or the head is twisted, and the large Yuan Beast is encountered, "capture" Fitted up, like a huge ape, with a burst of strength, the spine was broken, and even pulled out by broken skin, all the primordial beasts in his area were paralyzed, and after a while, they slowly turned into sand, so the corpses were all over the field.

Chaos is like a mad demon, even if he stands still and trembles all over, entering the battle at this time, it is even more as if he is crazy, he wants to tear everything in front of him to pieces, smash it into powder, his hands and feet are dancing wildly, and even his head and teeth are used, Yan San saw Chaos grabbing a hare by the neck and throwing it around, holding an elk neck with a ring in one hand, and then rushing forward, colliding with the head of a buffalo in mid-air...... The elk was dragged halfway and his neck was broken, the rabbit flew like a rag on his mouth, and the buffalo was smashed into the sand by him, and the sky was all over the place. It was hard for Yan San to imagine a real battle, and if someone would be scared to death when they encountered such a frenzied madman. At least there was no blood and internal organs, Yan San didn't vomit, the entire area had been turned into a messy garbage dump, and even the undead beast souls were mutilated. The great madness of heaven and earth is really like a mad demon.

The battlefield of killing, the slaughter of hell. There is no rough and majestic capture, no chaotic madness and ferocity, more like a lifeless killing machine. There are not many shots to kill, and there is not too much foreshadowing, a punch and a kick, a twist and a peck, it will inevitably be accompanied by a flutter of soul soil, all of which are killed with one blow. He will even retreat occasionally, and if he can't die with one blow, Kill will coldly take a few steps back, and as long as he finds a break, he will immediately pounce on it, and instantly defeat the enemy's death. Watching the killing battle will feel very monotonous, just like watching a chicken pecking rice, there are no accidents, dull, and quiet. But I can feel a chill in this calm.

With the help of these three heavenly kings, the Lechuan was temporarily stabilized, and the soul soil was spread high layer by layer. The Heavenly King is tireless, but there is the same consumption, Yan San sees that every moment of capture will swallow the soul soil, and chaos is to eat while fighting, and even the killing will occasionally pause, holding the soul soil. Yan San killed a curly-haired tiger, and after a while of fatigue, he learned to swallow the soul soil. The soul soil was tasteless, and the entrance turned into a warm stream and entered the limbs and hundreds of remains, Yan San's spirit was suddenly shocked, and he devoured it again and again, and sure enough, he recovered after a while, and then he didn't dare to stop for a while, and then killed the soul.

After a long time like this, the spirit of one person and three phases did not show the slightest malaise, perhaps because of devouring the soul soil. The soul soil in Lethe has been piled up above the knees, the primary Lethe is only a mile away, the soul soil of this half-day fight is built up one layer high, if it is used to cast the soul platform, it is obviously enough, but it has to be supported for more than two days, Yan San's mind turned, hooking the eyes of the Lethe River, the black wall text in the Lethe River swam sharply again, and exploded after a while, the soul soil was flying, the heaven and earth suddenly became wider, and the Lethe River expanded again, to a radius of ten miles, a full increase of ten times the area.

The soul soil was all absorbed by Lethe, the world was clear, and then there was another soul soil falling to the ground, and the king killed again for three days, endlessly. Lethe River expanded, and the soul wall also increased, thickened and widened, and at this time it was already like a city wall, and the dead souls and people were even more insignificant under this huge black wall.

The first day passed, and the ten miles of soul soil came to Yan San's knees again, and Yan San devoured the soul soil in his mouth, thinking of countermeasures.

The situation is not right, although Lethe has increased tenfold, more and more dead souls have appeared. If it goes on like this, the speed of killing can't keep up with the increase in the speed of the soul beast, and the entire Lethe will be exploded, and the longer the time, the stronger the dead soul will become, and the dead soul beast with the second order of power has appeared, although the king can still kill it in three days, but it is already very difficult. The Heavenly King Phase is only the soul power of Wuqing's soul division combined with the three exercises, and his strength should be at the peak of the second order, and he may not be able to survive the next day.

Taking advantage of the fact that he could still support it at the moment, Yan San immediately leaned on the soul wall and escaped back to the bottom of the Heavenly Soul Guide, and at the eye of the Lechuan array, he planned to strengthen Lechuan.

There are several directions of strengthening for the primary Lethe, one is to expand the area, which will consume a large amount of soul soil, expanding at a rate of ten times each time, and the soul soil consumed each time is also multiplied by ten times, obviously now the soul soil can no longer keep up, and the dead souls come from all directions, as long as the killing speed does not increase, it is useless to increase the range of Lethe. It's like pouring water from a big river into your house, it doesn't make much difference if you block it at the door or in the back room, without a drainage channel, the house will always be flooded.

The second is to reinforce the black wall, which is considered a way to do no good. Closing the only passage of Lethe River creates a confined space, as long as it is not destroyed, it can be dragged out for three days, and when the soul platform is cast, the soul is exhausted, Yan San's small soul realm is closed, and the dead soul naturally retreats.

The third is to increase the function of the Lechuan formation, at present, there is only one trapped soul, and you have to do it yourself, Yan San knows that without the three days of the king, the soul soil he killed may only be enough to bury himself. But the increased function Yan San doesn't know much, I don't know what the function is, but the soul soil consumed by each item is equivalent to the area of expanding Lethe once, this is a risky gamble, the soul soil is only enough to upgrade once, if the bet is lost, the soul soil obtained by killing will definitely not last the next upgrade, and Yan San will definitely be devoured by the dead soul.

The current insurance practice is the second one, Yan San gritted his teeth and decided to fight. How good it is to gamble, Yan Pipi doesn't like to gamble, loves to gamble.

Yan San chose "Soul Lumpy". As soon as you hear the name, you know that it is not a function that directly kills the soul, but it is better than the function of "the return of the soul", which you know at a glance that it is a soul-attracting function.

With a thought in his mind, the ten miles of soul land were absorbed by the Lechuan Soul Wall, and after a while, a voice began to appear. It was a man's voice, slightly young and somewhat low, magnetic. Yan San was stunned for a moment, it was his own voice, and at this time he was humming a song of Nanfeng Town's famous "South Wind Minor", faintly coming from every soul wall, all over Lethe.

With the passage of time, the speed of the herd gradually slowed down, and some small animals with docile nature fell asleep directly on the ground, and after a long time, even elephants, large herbivores, began to move slowly, and the genus of tigers and leopards was also like iron tied to their legs, and their steps were difficult.

The bet was right! Yan Sanxi rushed into Lechuan and started another round of killing.

I don't know how much time it takes for the dead soul in Lethe River to gradually break into the core area from entering, and during this time it has been subjected to the baptism of "Requiem", the longer the dead soul becomes, the more drowsy it becomes, and the beast that is relatively slower than half of the Heavenly King is about the same as hitting a live target, and the speed is at least three times faster than before, and the soul soil is piling up rapidly.

Yan San simply picked on the sleeping dead soul, and the speed was even faster. As soon as three hours passed, the soul land was enough to upgrade Lethe, Yan San won the bet once, and then bet on "drunk and forgetful".

A faint bitter taste emanated from the soul wall, silently permeating the entire Lethe, all the beasts shook their heads, as if they were caught in some kind of hallucination, while drowsy, while immersed in the mystical dream realm of the world, only a few Yuan Beasts could still maintain a line of clarity, trying to shake their heads, as if to shake off the illusion, and the speed of the dead soul dropped again.

The harvesting speed increased again, the soul soil was raised, and Yan San almost harvested the dead soul in a kind of morbid excitement, so that he was a little numb in the end. Lethe River rises again and again, expanding tenfold again, a hundred miles in a radius, and the inner function has added "the road ahead", "the evil ghost in the color", and "the touch of confusion".

The road ahead is a soul mist, the entire Lechuan is blocked by a thick fog, and you can't see your five fingers, except for Yan San and the three days Wang Xiang, all the dead souls are confused in front of them, and what they see and feel is white, and occasionally you can see the black soul wall;

The evil ghost in the color is that other colors begin to appear on the black soul wall, constantly changing, as long as it is attracted, the mind is taken away, and the reflection of the dead soul is obsessed in the heart, and the thought cannot be pulled, and the obsession is endless;

The Touch of Confusion is the only function that can barely be regarded as an attack power, and it is more terrifying to use in the current environment than to add a hundred Heavenly Kings, and most of the dead souls who touch the black wall are furious, indiscriminately attacking other dead souls until they die.

The five methods are opened together, and in the entire Lethe River, the soul mist is confused, the singing is rippling, the faint bitterness spreads like tears, and the black wall is full of colors and shines, and you can't help yourself when you touch it. The group of dead soul beasts completely lost their direction, or fell asleep, or staggered like drunk, or looked at the black wall in a demented state, or crashed into the high wall in confusion and went berserk, wantonly attacking the surrounding dead souls, and the soul soil quickly piled up.

It wasn't until the third day that Yan San came to his senses: the soul soil still had to keep the soul casting platform, the mind moved, the layers of soul soil were stacked up, a soul platform with a bottom circumference of one mile rose from the ground, from the bottom to the top, until it was 100 meters high before stopping, the top was ten meters square, empty, there was a throne, a flying eagle on the chair, a python wrapped around the chair legs, a crouching tiger with armrests, a standing elephant on the back, the chair body was densely packed, and all beasts ran together.

There is a huge long case in front of the seat, with a few things on it, a black book, and three faint yellow characters: Life and Death Book. A brush and white bone to make a rod, the wolf is the edge, the pen is full of bright red cinnabar, the name is: judge pen. The spirit ape grinds ink, the brute turtle holds the inkstone, and the inkstone is full of smoke, full of fierce and vicious souls, which turn into blood-red soul sand under the grinding of the spirit ape. A miniature mammoth elephant grovels to its knees, curls its nose and teeth, and holds up the judge's pen. There is another order frame in front of him, the black python spits letters, the wild lion shows its teeth, and three big orders are inserted on it, and the bright red word "order" exudes a strong evil aura.

A plaque hangs above the throne, helpless, when the emptiness stands, and the four white miserable characters above: "Evil has evil retribution".

A long staircase leads from the bottom of the high platform to the throne, and on both sides of the staircase are lying or crouching, squatting or sitting on all kinds of slain beasts and evil birds, all bowing their heads to welcome the return of the soul master.

The soul platform is cast, all beasts bow their heads, the throne of the high platform, and the court is extremely evil.