Xia Qiu looked at the rapidly approaching black clouds, lowered his head and asked, "Silver King, what is this?"

Thundered.

At this moment, the black cloud finally reached the top of Sansheng Peak, and black thunder fell one after another. In addition, there were black shadows that could not be seen clearly, floating and hovering under the black clouds, constantly emitting high-pitched screams, like ghosts from the Nine Hells.

"It's ...... Spirit!"

The Silver King's eyes swelled with monstrous anger, and he seemed to have a deep grudge against this creature called "Spirit".

"A spirit is a unique form of life that bears a resemblance to a ghost. The difference is that the spirits huddle together for warmth, and they are more terrifying than the ghosts. ”

"This kind of life, once it invades the human body, it only takes a breath to swallow the flesh and soul of the person. ”

"The most special thing is that it can also occupy a person's soul silently without killing people, inheriting all the memories and habits of a person. On the surface, this person is not special, but in fact he is already another "person". ”

Hearing this, Xia Qiu's pupils shrank suddenly.

As far as his eyes could see, a young monk dressed in a blue robe had an extra bloody hole in his eyebrows, his eyes instantly lost concentration, and his pupils dilated in a moment.

"Hehehe......"

A shrill and piercing laugh sounded behind the bluefriar's head, a black shadow shaped like a mouse, but the size of a palm, his eyes were scarlet, and he was licking his paws that were still stained with his brain.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a woman's voice rang out, and her face was stained with scarlet blood.

She is also a monk, and she also has human lives on her hands, but she still can't stand it, and her friend, who was still smiling at herself just now, suddenly broke a hole in her eyebrows, and a black mist came out of that hole, and she smiled at her sadly.

"Hehehe......"

This black mist was like a cockroach, hideous and ugly, lying on the face of the dead monk, and the tentacles were about to touch the woman's face.

"Xiao Yan, don't be afraid, with me, this ghost thing can't hurt you!"

Beside the woman, a man in white drew his sword out of the sheath, the spiritual power in his body was surging, and he struggled with his sword to slash at the ghost.

Click.

The blade seemed to slash into the air, but it passed directly through the spirit and landed on the head of the dead monk.

"Uh-"

The horror in the woman's eyes was even stronger, and her dead friend was actually split in half by a sword. Moreover, the black mist that looked like a cockroach had not been harmed at all, and was still smiling at her.

This happens on the entire Sansheng Peak!

In Xia Qiu's arms, the Silver King clenched his fists, gritting his teeth so that his gums were trembling, "The most terrifying thing about the spirit is that it can't be killed. Ghosts can be erased with the help of Taoist and Buddhist weapons, but the spirit ...... Can't be killed!"

Hearing this, Xia Qiu's heart sank, if there was no way at all, then including him, everyone on Sansheng Peak would have to die today.

Although he has the Straight Death Demon Eye, he can kill some ghosts, but the Straight Death Demon Eye can only be turned on for one minute, and there are many ghosts here, and he can't kill them all.

"Hehehe......"

This shrill and piercing laughter was like the sound of a soul-hooking rope, and each time it sounded, it was accompanied by the sound of a corpse falling to the ground.

"No way at all?"

Xia Qiu used the Four Holy Array to avoid a spirit and asked the Silver King.

"There is a way, but you and I can't do it" The Silver King's eyes were full ......of anger, but there was still a word before he spoke, but he lost his mind in an instant.

When Xia Qiu raised his hand and shook out a ball of fire, forcing a spirit spirit back, it saw the imprint of Xia Qiu's palm.

"You got a round of three-life seals!?"

The Silver King's eyes were full of surprise, although it knew that Xia Qiu had been in the Three Lives Pagoda for a long time, it still didn't expect that Xia Qiu would actually get the Three Lives Seal.

"Sansheng Yin, this is ......"

The silver king's eyes were confused, and his mouth muttered, but the words suddenly woke up at this point, and did not continue.

"What is this?" asked Xia Qiu.

"Nothing. The Silver King closed his mouth and stopped talking, and said solemnly, "Boy, you have obtained a round of three-life seals, and you may be able to dispel this group of spirits." ”

Xia Qiu's spirit was shocked, "How to do it?"

The Silver King whispered: "The Sansheng Seal corresponds to the Sansheng Pagoda, and there are also three rounds of past, present life, and future. Now that you have this sigil of the past, you may be able to summon the three-story tower that represents the past in the Tower of Three Lives. ”

Summoning the Tower of Three Lives!?

Xia Qiu frowned, after he got the Sansheng Seal, he didn't feel any connection with the Sansheng Pagoda at all, how to summon it now!?

"This is the only way now, to summon the past three layers of the Three Lives Pagoda to suppress the spirit. ”

The Silver King had a solemn face and told Xia Qiu a lot of things, but how to summon the Three Lives Tower, Xia Qiu still needs to comprehend it himself.

"Hehehe......"

Suddenly, a sharp sneer sounded in the back of Xia Qiu's head.

Xia Qiu's head was cold, he was thinking about how to summon the Three Lives Tower, but he didn't expect to be deceived by the spirit to such a close distance.

Suddenly, a small tripod appeared, hanging down wisps of golden light, blocking the spirit from the outside and protecting Xia Qiu's thoughtfulness.

"This Ding can protect you for a while, if you can't come up with a way to suppress these things before the Ding is shattered, we really have to die. ”

Xia Qiu didn't even need to turn his head, as soon as he heard this sound as cold as snow, he knew that it was Qin Baiyu who made a move just now.

"I try. ”

Xia Qiu left a wisp of divine thought to manipulate the Four Holy Arrays, then closed his eyes and immersed himself in the three-life seal in his palm.

On the Sansheng Peak, all the survivors who have entered the secret realm are gathered. But now, these survivors are dying one after another.

Everywhere, there is blood flowing. Every inch of space is filled with shrill laughter.

"We didn't enter the Bronze Immortal Palace, do we still want to die as a result?" a woman in Tsing Yi smiled bitterly, and before her words could land, she was pierced through her head by a spirit shaped like a goshawk.

"This is not a secret realm at all, it's just hell, it's all about killing the comer!" someone was roaring, but it didn't change the outcome of the death.

"I don't want any chance now, I just want to leave alive!" Zhang Qiuyu was dressed in purple with tears in the corners of his eyes.

She looked at the corpses around her, and listened to the screams in her ears, and her heart almost collapsed.

Suddenly, the throbbing feeling in her heart began to subside inexplicably like a tide.

"It's ......"

Zhang Qiuyu looked up at the sky, and saw a circle of light patterns complex and gorgeous, with white "water plants" rising from the edges of the light lines, and a young man stood in it.

Above the young man's head, there is a three-story tower, outside the tower is surrounded by broken stars, and the river Styx is surging.