Xia Guang played with the new Demon Soul Lamp.

After thinking about it, he brought the golden longbow of the Haotian Temple with him, set up a formation, bent the bow and shot arrows, and sure enough, when his mind moved, he was able to shoot the kind of "expansion arrow" wrapped in red textures.

After the arrow is released, it turns into the size of a crashing wood in mid-air.

As the strings were fed, a feeling of weakness from the body itself rose out, as if it had been drained of strength.

Xia Guang sighed with emotion: "No wonder the Haotian Temple priest used it last, this is really a desperate archery technique." ”

Looking at the canyon in the distance, he muttered to himself, "It's time to meet the treasure that the bearded man gave me, what is it?"

Carry a lantern and walk in the dark.

Walk through a dark forest and through a silent canyon that ends in a shallow beach, and in the leafy weeds is a bamboo raft with a black figure wearing a hat.

The black shadow didn't mention the soul lamp, just lowered his head, and his face was not clear.

Hearing a voice approaching, the black shadow was hoarse, like a blunt object hitting a dead tree: "Ferry?"

"You don't look like a person. ”

"Ferry?"

Xia Guang chuckled, he was really persistent, he suddenly felt a burst of cold air coming, and the surroundings were a little colder.

Blinked, and looked again.

The black shadow in the long grass was gone, empty, except for a bamboo raft, tied to the broken pile by a thick blackened and moldy rope, which clattered against the supporting log of the small trestle on the shore with the current.

The voice was harsh in the silence.

The lantern boy was standing by the long grass, and he suddenly felt someone tap him on the shoulder.

Naturally, he turned his head sideways, and there was nothing behind him.

For some reason, the Demon Soul Lamp he was carrying obviously had a thousand-meter light range, but it had weakened a lot at this time.

The weak ones will be extinguished at any time.

And the six demon souls in the lamp suddenly jumped, I don't know whether it was fear or excitement.

Xia Guang quietly looked at the area behind him and frowned slightly.

When I looked back, the bamboo raft behind the grass was gone, and the small trestle bridge was gone, leaving only the lake in the dark, and the stagnant water had no waves.

"Ferry?"

Suddenly, the strange voice sounded again.

The boy tried to tell the direction, but found that the sound was everywhere, took out the map from his bosom, and determined the direction, the so-called "treasure spot", on the other side of the river.

Through the faint light of the soul lamp, you can vaguely see a huge black shadow on the opposite bank, like a creeping monster, and like a high mountain, and think that the so-called Wangxiang Platform is on it.

Xia Guang decided to keep walking, and as he approached, there was a sudden abnormal sound on the surface of the water, and the click of broken bones.

The sound came from the reeds that resembled long grass.

Xia Guang turned his head sideways, and saw a woman in white lying on her stomach among the grass, a pair of miserable white and inhumane pupils staring straight at her, her long hair was like water grass, scattered, and the white clothes were the color of ashes.

As if feeling her gaze, the woman in white crawled out extremely stiffly, with a crisp cracking sound on the bones with every step she climbed, and the palm of her hand landed on the ground with the "snap and click" of the bamboo raft hitting the trestle before.

In the eternal night, the atmosphere is extremely terrifying.

The boy seemed to tremble with fright, and did not move.

And the woman in white was approaching at a constant speed.

When she arrived in the light domain, Xia Guang finally saw her appearance clearly, her mouth was torn and she was smiling, but her lips were flowing with color, which was very similar to the demon soul in her soul lamp.

The woman in white looked up and smiled faintly.

Xia Guang lowered his head, as if he was stunned with fright.

The woman in white continued to crawl closer.

At this time, Xia Guang suddenly moved, his figure flashed out like electricity, and he grabbed the woman in white directly with one hand, and without thinking much about it, he directly stuffed it into his soul lamp.

The woman in white was simply stunned, and before she could react, she was stuffed into the demon soul lamp by the young man who was trembling a moment ago.

Look again.

There was a seventh soul in the Demon Soul Lamp, which was a miserable white color with a woman's face.

Xia Guang lifted the lamp, "Sure enough, it's also a demon soul, it seems that it's still a special department." ”

With the idea of trying, he put down the demon soul lamp again.

The great array unfolded, and the seven demon souls were like tentacles, blooming under the soil.

"What kind of kicker is this?"

The slave-clothed young man closed his eyes and quietly comprehended, his mind was connected with a large array, and soon he realized it, and then moved, a huge miserable white crawling woman appeared in the formation, about five or six meters tall, with her head down.

Xia Guang tried to communicate with her: "What can you do?"

“...”

"Do you know how to speak?"

“...”

The huge, miserable white woman was just crawling, lying quietly on top of the dim array, she didn't respond, she obviously couldn't speak, or she wasn't a living creature at all.

Xia Guang thought about it, ran to the edge of the light domain, bent his bow and arrows, and the arrow came out of the string, shuttled through the air, and shot towards the center of the formation with a whoosh.

The miserable white ghost raised his hand casually, and the arrow he shot was directly thrown away.

Xia Guang's eyes lit up, and he shot a string of arrows, but the miserable white ghost still repeated the action of slapping away the arrows.

The arrows that she shot away did not land, and they were still floating in the sky above the light domain, in a mess.

Xia Guang raised his finger and pointed in a certain direction, the miserable white ghost was very obedient, and the floating arrows were all shot in the direction that Xia Guang pointed to.

The arrows fired in unison, breaking through the air and whispering.

Xia Guang already understood the purpose of this demon soul: "Defend the heart of the formation, and it can also reflect arrows." ”

"It's ok. ”

The young man was quite satisfied with this seventh soul, and with this miserable white ghost, the battle with the soul lamp master was almost invincible.

He put away the large array, carried the demon lamp, and along the icy water's edge, tried to find two more such ghosts, but in vain, and at the same time, the sound of the ferry also disappeared.

How to cross the river?

That's a problem.

Xia Guang didn't think that this weak body could swim across the river, but... With his own abilities, drinking the river is a breeze.

So, the boy lay down on the river, and the sound of gurgling came.

With the sound, the river began to slowly descend.

He drank slowly, but the time was completely unclear in the eternal night.

The surface of the water dropped three inches, and another half a foot ...

One foot...

Two feet...

At this moment, there was some movement in the distance, and with the bright light of the suspended demon soul lamp, Xia Guang saw a blood-red bamboo raft in the distance shooting like electricity.

The stagnant water rippled open, but the raft was empty, just the blood-red color on the raft, full of ominous and terrifying.

Vivid is the color of spring, but in this world where there are no seasons and no light, it is really like an ogre's lips, which is terrifying.

When the raft approached the shore, it stopped at the boy's feet, as if he was afraid that he would continue to drink from the river, so he hurried here.

Xia Guang was looking at the bamboo raft carefully, his eyes narrowed, it seemed that he was still a demon soul?

His new Demon Soul Lamp still has ninety-two Demon Souls to be saturated...

This bamboo raft looks good, so it's not as good as...

He tiptoed closer, and the raft didn't move.

When he reached the distance, Xia Guang threw himself down, grabbed the bright red bamboo raft with both hands before he had time to escape, and stuffed it into his demon soul lamp.

A moment later, the eighth demon soul was ushered in in the demon soul lamp, bright red, section by section, if it was a centipede, obviously, it was also a special magic pattern.