Chapter 359: Remnant Soul

Idle immortals and gods are unwilling to step into the cemetery of gods. Although there are many treasures here, there are also many evil spirits and fierce spirits of the gods.

Immortals and gods avoid the evil spirits and fierce spirits of these gods.

An Xian loves these guys the most.

As soon as she entered the graveyard of the gods, she opened the ghost door and summoned the Throne of Fire and Ice. An Xian sat on the throne of ice and fire, dug a pit at the door of the ghost gate, and poured half a pit of blood food into the pit.

The question of blood food is the supreme delicacy for the ghost clan. They can smell it from hundreds of miles away.

A mighty evil spirit in armor galloped from afar. The armor on his body was tattered, but it still glowed with seven colors. The "true body" of this armor must be a supreme god armor, so that it will be projected into such a glorious appearance when the owner transforms into a ghost.

The mighty evil spirit stopped in front of An Xian, staring directly at An Xian, his hand slowly raised.

He closed his eyes as if he hadn't seen the evil spirit. But the Liyuan Sword was tightly held in her hand, ready to swing the sword at any moment.

The mighty evil spirit hesitated for a moment, lowered his hand, and approached the blood food pit, he cautiously looked around and looked, still unable to make up his mind, and did not dare to try it easily. It's like a child who wants to steal food but is afraid of being seen by adults.

He first picked up a little blood and ate it, sniffed it, and suddenly made a great determination to stuff it into his mouth.

This mouthful, it was as if the world had opened another door to him. He threw himself on the ground, stuck his head into the pit, and sucked heavily, not caring about the danger or not.

Two rays of spiritual light flew from a distance, turning into the appearance of a pair of middle-aged men and women. They are also evil spirits. The armor on the middle-aged man and woman was also damaged. Without saying a word, they went on to kill the mighty evil spirit.

The mighty evil spirit didn't raise his head, his hands suddenly raised up, and two black lights like a pu fan shot out, clamping the middle-aged man and woman from attacking.

More auraes flew in. The evil spirits and fierce spirits of the gods within a radius of thousands of miles all converge here.

The scuffle arose in an instant.

The tacit understanding of peace between the dead spirits was disrupted by this pit of blood food.

An Xian didn't open her eyes, but everything that happened in front of the ghost gate was all in her hands.

The evil spirits and fierce spirits were fighting for blood food, and Qi Qi didn't seem to notice An Xian, a human immortal cultivator, and no one made a move against her. Only occasionally a splash of accidental injuries flew towards her. The Liyuan Sword fluttered slightly, and it swept away all these unspecific attacks.

A plainly dressed being who looked like an old peasant quietly appeared. He stood in the void and watched for a while.

An Xian thought that this was an evil spirit that was ready to make a profit from the fisherman, but unexpectedly the old farmer looked at her.

"Girl, did you bring this blood food?" the old peasant's voice came softly into the eardrums of Tranquility, with an ability to confuse the mind.

In the sea of leisure, the little bride blew out a breath and scattered this strange soul confusion technique. An Xian is still sane and clear.

The old farmer looked surprised. His voice came again. "Sure enough, it's you!" This time, it's just a sound transmission, and there are no tricks.

An Xian opened his eyes slightly and smiled. "The little girl is at ease, cultivating the way of the emperor. Dare to ask Your Excellency's name?"

"Old man Wenlei. ”

Li Yuan quietly passed Wen Lei's information to An Xian.

An Xian said: "Wen Lei, he was a god-king level existence before his death. Because he is a human cultivator, he has paid attention to the cultivation of the divine soul since he was a child. When it fell, the soul body was already a god-level cultivator. You have blatantly reversed the way of heaven and forcibly stayed in the divine realm, but you were trapped here. Wenlei God King, I look at your cultivation today, but you are only at the level of Immortal Venerable, is it a mistake in the legend?"

Wen Lei was poked in the scar, and said with hatred: "The little woman asked knowingly! The old man's cultivation is indeed declining day by day, and he has fallen to the level of Immortal Venerable, but it is still more than enough to kill you!"

An Xian glanced at the evil spirits and fierce spirits who were still grabbing food in the blood pit. As the blood food in the blood pit became less and less, the war between the evil spirits and the fierce spirits became more and more fierce, and all kinds of methods to press the bottom of the box were used.

She said: "The Wenlei God King is naturally much stronger than these guys. But what? Without blood food, without the abundant replenishment of Yin Spiritual Power, can you still sustain it for 10,000 years?20,000 years? His Majesty the God King is willing to degenerate into a remnant soul with no spiritual wisdom and only one body of cultivation left like them?"

"Remnant soul?" Wen Lei was deeply stung and subconsciously repeated. Undoubtedly, the loss of his mind was the thing he feared the most!

An Xian said: "Without a wise guy, you can't be called a ghost clan." Nature is just a remnant. Even in the ghost world, it's just the lowest tool to be enslaved. ”

Wen Lei showed a fierce look. "You're not afraid I'll kill you?"

An Xian smiled: "My little life is not enough, isn't it more important that Your Majesty the God King can live forever?"

Wen Lei said: "Do you have a way?"

An Xian said: "I can give you endless Yin Spirit Power and a limited supply of a little blood food every month. ”

The soul fire in Wen Lei's pupils flickered quickly a few times. "What do you want me to do?"

"Give me your soul and recognize me as Lord!"

"Don't think!" Wen Lei was furious, and he suddenly pounced on An Xian.

A golden light fell from the sky and fell on An Xian, protecting An Xian.

Wen Lei couldn't stop it, and inserted it into the golden light.

Whoop –

Wen Lei's hand rose with black smoke in the golden light, and even though he quickly withdrew his hand, his hand was still severely burned, and his Yin Spirit Power was damaged.

"You! have actually exchanged merit for Heavenly Dao Protection!" Wen Lei looked up at the source of the golden light, it was nothingness.

In the void, there is a hidden pool of merit levitating. This pool of merit cannot be seen by outsiders unless it is the person. Wen Lei couldn't see the merit pool of Anxi, but he was experienced and knew what was going on.

An Xian said: "I have cultivated the way of the emperor, there are countless living people, and there are many merits, and it is nothing to consume a little?" Your Majesty the God King, do you want to continue to compare with each other, and see if my merits are more, or if your Yin Spirit Power is more abundant?"

Wen Lei didn't dare to compare. His Yin Spiritual Power is less than one share, and he can't afford to gamble.

The golden light guarding An Xian disappeared, but Wen Lei did not dare to attack An Xian again. Merit can be used not only to protect but also to attack.

The blood in the blood pit was robbed. The battle between the evil spirits and the evil spirits gradually subsided because they lost the goal of the battle. Seeing that they are about to scatter.

Qu Jin, Qu Yin, and Qu Tong walked out carrying a bucket of blood food, poured the blood food into the pit, and immediately dodged into the netherworld to hide. Although these evil spirits and fierce spirits have no spiritual intelligence, they have cultivated to the level of immortal monarchs and immortal kings, but there are many ghosts. Qu Jin, Qu Yin and Qu Tong are just in the fairyland, but they can't afford to provoke them.

The emergence of a new blood food has once again caused these evil spirits and fierce spirits to kill each other.