The large cloud of mist that had gathered into the dead qi suddenly stirred, and a figure roared out of the mist.

The body is huge, the eyes are red, and the fangs in the mouth are more than a foot long, a bit like a wild boar, but it is much bigger.

The ape king behind him roared, kicked his feet on the cliff wall, and had already jumped high, and with a turn in the air, he had condescendingly pounced on the wild boar.

His fists were clenched, and the ape king's fist, which was really the size of a sandbag, had already fallen with a bang.

The loud sound echoed at the bottom of the valley, and the wild boar had been smashed by the ape king's head, and the blood and flesh were splashed all over the ape king's body, and with only one blow, the wild boar bigger than the ox had completely lost its breath. The Ape King turned his head to look at me, grinning his teeth, and his flesh and blood were all the more brutal.

It's a pity that the Ape King was happy too soon.

By the time he turned his head, no less than a dozen wild boars had rushed out of the mass of dead air, and looking at the fluctuating posture of the dead air, there would definitely be more than that.

The Ape King roared and rushed up, the realm of the soul realm, dealing with these creatures in front of him who only had six or seven realms of the spirit realm, at this moment, the ape king was really like a tiger into the flock.

With the free and violent thug of the Ape King, I am naturally happy and relaxed, and the yin willows around me are constantly being sucked away from the wood aura, and then put it into the Qiankun bag by the roots.

The valley floor was suddenly much quieter.

When I looked up, my mood was once again occupied by crying and laughing.

The king of apes is indeed very powerful and arrogant, and the wild boar corpses around him have been piled up into a long wall, and the remaining wild boars seem to be frightened by this irascible creature and dare not take a step forward, the instinct of the creature.

But the king of the apes had sat down on the ground again, looking at me with heavy eyelids, and the wild boars were also angry.

Poof, it's up to the sky again.

Depend on!

I'm not going to have to deal with the boars there, but I'd rather deal with the boars than with you.

The figure flickered, and the fingers flicked, and the remaining few wild boars fell to the ground with a few pops. I scooped up the body of the Ape King and rushed back.

Practice makes perfect, so this time I took half the time to hang the ape king on the cliff wall again than the first time.

By the time I rushed back to the battlefield again, the boar had turned into a pile of white bones, and the black smoke rose again, converging into the distance, and then turned into a cloud, and the black smoke was as thick as a liquid at this time, even if my perception ability, there was no way to perceive anything in it.

And the Ape King has also mentioned before that these wild boars are actually angry, and this is definitely the first time I have encountered such a thing in the underworld, except for me.

The realm of monsters continues to increase, and the yin willow continues to decrease, until when three waves of monsters rush out, the last yin willow beside me has also entered my Qiankun bag, and the consciousness is swept in the Qiankun bag, this time there are as many as seven thousand yin willows, counting the previous ones, there are nearly eight thousand, this is definitely a great harvest for me, of course, if there is no strange black dead air in front of me, it will be more perfect.

The black dead air stirred again, but this time I saw it clearly, and more than a dozen faint rays of light appeared under the dead air, circular, with complex patterns and words inside.

Although the teleportation array was much smaller than the one used by the winds I'd seen before, the familiar feeling was definitely not wrong.

My eyes became more and more solemn, the person who could use the teleportation array would definitely not be an ordinary cultivator who fished a lot of money, like me.

The light of the teleportation array flashed away, the black dead qi rolled for a while, and eleven figures stepped out of the dead air, their whole bodies were full of dead air, their clothes were in tatters, and there was even a trace of corrupt breath coming out, as if the grass that had been piled up all year round had suddenly been turned over.

Eleven appeared, without any sound, and with a movement of their feet, they were already fit and rushed towards me.

The light flashed in the air, but it was eleven people who showed their weapons one after another, and the weapons were rusty and corrupt like the people they held.

The figure retreated violently, and the figure of eleven people fell to the ground.

Half-soul realm, now the realm of these monsters has actually been raised to the half-soul realm, and eleven people seem to have some connection, every attack actually has a faint feeling of cooperation, although jerky, but this feeling is real.

These are not the most important things, the most important thing is that I actually feel angry in these eleven people who are obviously dead and can no longer die. Anger is not strong, if you don't feel it carefully, it will definitely be ignored, but unfortunately, I am a living soul existence, so I almost instinctively feel angry.

Eleven people pounced again, and the sound of breaking wind brought up by weapons was faintly heard.

The Butterfly stride unfolded, and I was already rushing towards the eleven.

Sticking, leaning, bumping, crutching, falling...... At this time, I use all the skills of hand-to-hand combat, these are all when I was a policeman in the world before, in order to cope with the unit's competition tasks to learn, at the time, these are really just fist embroidered legs, but now these fist embroidered legs are extremely violent under the backdrop of the strength of the soul realm, every move and one style of use, you can clearly hear the sound of bone cracking.

In a few breaths, all the eleven people have fallen beside me, some have broken legs and hands, some have had their spines removed, and always the eleven people have completely lost the ability to move, but all of them are alive.

The Soul Cleansing Exercise was activated, and my consciousness had already stormed into the spiritual platform of one of them.

The altar was always empty, without any existence, no consciousness, no memory.

Consciousness withdraws, and so does the second person.

While I was solemnly contemplating the strange state of these people, the eleven suddenly moved in unison, or hands, or feet, or bare bone stubble, and stabbed at their heads in unison.

There was a bang, and the eleven people trembled and fell to the ground with a pop, and then black smoke rose from their bodies again, and in the blink of an eye, there was only a pile of white bones left.

"You're amazing. A voice echoed through the canyon, low, cold, bloodthirsty.

The voice was erratic, and I simply had no way of pinpointing the location of the voice, not even the male or female of the voice.

"I've done good things to me so many times, I should have killed you right now. The voice continued.

"If you can kill it, you should have killed it a long time ago, right?" Since I couldn't find the source of the voice, I fortunately didn't look for it anymore, staring at the black mist rolling in front of me, I pursed my mouth slightly and continued: "Are all the bastards of the Soul Clan hiding their heads and tails like you? Hey, are you too ugly to see people? Or are you not human at all?"

"Sooner or later I'll tear your stinky mouth apart. The voice rang out again.

Women? Why would you use it if you want to tear it? This time, men rarely use it, right?

"I guess you're an old woman, are you menopausal? Or is there a lack of warmth in the family? Are you sleeping in separate beds with your husband? You must be out of balance......

"You're looking for death!" the voice was suddenly irritable, like a wild dog that had been stepped on its tail.

A violent pressure suddenly smashed down like a mountain, and in an instant, my legs were already knee-high, and the feeling of death rushed into my whole body like mercury, and the cold, stiff feeling completely occupied me in just a moment.

The pressure came and went quickly, and after a cold snort sounded, this feeling of death disappeared in an instant.

I sat on the ground limp all over, cold sweat running down my chin, and my clothes were soaking wet.

After a few heavy breaths, my eyes slowly returned to focus.

Play big, definitely play big.

I don't know how much this pressure can reach, but it will be easy to kill me, and I certainly don't know why this pressure suddenly disappeared, and the canyon is quiet again, only the black fog in front of me is constantly flowing.

The light under the black mist lit up again, and three creatures with a double soul realm reappeared, a man, a horse, and a cloud of miserable green smoke.

A man and a horse rushed up, and a miserable green smoke rose up.

The fist is set to blast out of the world, and the power no longer has any reservations, and after two punches of one person, one horse and two punches, it has become a piece all over the ground.

The miserable green smoke fell with a bang, but it also happened to hit me and launched the Yangguan Triplex.

A roar rang out in the canyon, and the miserable green smoke shook violently, then exploded with a bang, and disappeared without a trace.

The black dead air rose, and once again rushed into the huge ball of dead air, and the bright light under the dead air lit up again, and the next moment, the large ball of dead air had disappeared.

In the flickering of my figure, I was already at the point where the dead air had disappeared, and the ground was as usual, without any clues, as if nothing was going on here.

Now, I'm pretty sure that this thing was definitely done by the soul clan, although at first it was just speculation, but now I'm very sure that there is no reason, pure intuition.

Vicious Dog Ridge, Fengdu Ghost Battle, and now this eight-foot stream, the Soul Clan seems to be playing a big game of chess, although I have repeatedly happened to bump into and destroyed, but I always have a feeling of walking into a quagmire, the Soul Clan seems to care about death at all, and is even happy to see death, this feeling is extremely strong, but it is extremely ethereal.