"So this thing is doing the trick!"

Now that he has found the source, Ye Huang's heart is also a lot more steady.

While he was circling with these transfigurants who were manipulated by silk threads, his body moved silently and slowly towards the location of the black shadow.

The location of this black shadow was still a long distance away from Ye Huang, and he was not sure that he would hit it with one blow.

Afraid that this black shadow would see through his thoughts, Ye Huang even pretended to have no soul power.

Seeing that he was close enough to the black shadow, Ye Huang no longer hesitated to directly lock on the location of the black shadow in mid-air, and quickly lit up the fourth soul ring on his body.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Forbidden Sky!"

With Ye Huang's soft shout, rippled energy suddenly erupted from the Qi Fu Tongtian Chrysanthemum, instantly sweeping across the sky where the black shadow was.

The incident happened suddenly, and the black shadow that was caught off guard was controlled by Ye Huang's fourth soul technique, and his entire body suddenly fell from mid-air.

"Goo-goo."

Accompanied by a rapidly falling body, a rapid roar also came from the mouth of the black shadow.

"Die!"

"Poof!"

Ye Huang's legs bowed slightly, and with a fierce force, his whole body bounced up, and the thick flower spear in his hand went up with the momentum, directly piercing the black shadow.

"Goo-goo!"

The black shadow pierced by the spear let out a miserable wail again.

The spear fell, and streams of black blood flowed down from the tip of the spear.

The black blood flowed more and more, and the black shadow's wail became lower and lower.

As the life breath of the black shadow became weaker and weaker, the thick white mist that filled the surrounding area also thinned out at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly dissipating into the air.

After a while, everything in front of him quickly returned to the way Ye Huang had just come here.

As these white mist dissipated, Ye Huang also saw the true appearance of the black shadow stabbed by the spear in his hand.

The corpse of a soul beast with a snow-white body and a fox-like appearance appeared in front of Ye Huang.

This fox is also very different from other foxes.

While the other foxes had sharp nails on their paws, this one had five tiny silk threads hanging from each of its two front paws.

"It's a demon fox!"

Looking at the appearance of the soul beast in front of him, Ye Huang shouted.

This threaded demon fox had already been extinct on the Douluo Continent, and Ye Huang had only seen a description of it in Qiandaoliu's private library.

Like other fox soul beasts, the flesh of this thread demon fox is very fragile, and almost any soul beast that is more than ten years old can pierce its body.

There are gains and losses, although the body of the thread demon fox is very fragile, but in terms of the weirdness of spiritual power, it is the boss of all fox soul beasts.

It can create a space full of white mist at will, and then control those humans or soul beasts whose spiritual power is not as good as itself in the space to help it do things.

Zhu Zhuqing was tricked, so he launched an assassination attempt on Ye Huang in a daze.

Fortunately, Ye Huang was vigilant, otherwise he might have become a dead soul under Zhu Zhuqing's knife without noticing.

Of course, it's not all, this threaded demon fox can also extract the memories of the soul master who appears in the space, creating the same illusion as the characters in the soul master's memory.

As long as it doesn't die, those illusions that conjure up will also be constantly reborn in a cycle, and it will always have an immortal body.

What's even more weird is that as the soul power in the body of this thread demon fox increases, the soul power of the soul master it conjures will also increase.

Looking at the black soul ring slowly floating on the corpse of the demon fox, Ye Huang's heart was also secretly happy.

The spiritual power of the 10,000-year-old thread demon fox is also equivalent to the spiritual power of an ordinary human soul king.

If the one you encountered just now was a threaded demon fox that was more than 20,000 years old, even if it was Ye Huang, it would be more than lucky.

The tent just now had been slashed by the dagger in Zhu Zhuqing's hand, and Ye Huang could only take out a tent again and hug Zhu Zhuqing, who was knocked unconscious by himself, into the tent.

After the hearty battle just now, Ye Huang didn't feel sleepy.

"It's very rare to see such a snow-white fox fur without variegation, but you can take it back to make a fox fur coat."

Looking at the snow-white fur of the intact threaded demon fox not far from the tent, Ye Huang took out a short knife on a whim and prepared to peel off the skin and bring it back.

The fur of the demon fox is much softer than that of other foxes, and it does not have the anger of other foxes, but has a faint fragrance.

Just as Ye Huang peeled to the center of his eyebrows, a green light shot out from the eyebrows of the dead thread demon fox.

"Is it 。。。。。?"

Seeing this green light, Ye Huang's heart pounded.

He carefully peeled off the head of the threaded demon fox, and a miniature version of the head soul bone jumped out.

In fact, it was still very surprising that this threaded demon fox could produce soul bones.

After all, except for the 100,000-year-old soul beasts, the chance of soul beasts of other years being able to produce soul bones is too low.

"This soul bone can be given to the little senior sister."

Ye Huang happily put this head soul bone into the soul guide.

Although this is only a 10,000-year-old soul bone, the soul skills it carries are better than all the spiritual soul bones collected in the Martial Spirit Palace.

"Brother Ye Huang."

As soon as Ye Huang finished processing the fox skin, Zhu Zhuqing's panicked shouts came from the tent.

"Are you awake?"

Ye Huang opened the curtain and walked in, greeting Zhu Zhuqing.

After a night's rest, Zhu Zhuqing's face was much more ruddy.

Seeing Ye Huang walk into the tent, Zhu Zhuqing's nervous mood was obviously relaxed.

Although she had only known Ye Huang for more than a day, she felt an unprecedented sense of security from Ye Huang's body.

When she woke up just now, she didn't find Ye Huang's figure, and she panicked for a while, thinking that Ye Huang had left her secretly.

"I'm sorry, Brother Ye Huang, I accidentally fell asleep last night."

Zhu Zhuqing apologized to Ye Huang with a face full of self-blame.

She said that she was keeping vigil, but she didn't expect that she didn't know when she fell asleep.

Thankfully, it's relatively safe here, and if she really causes any harm because of her negligence, she will definitely feel guilty for the rest of her life.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't know that he was controlled by the thread demon fox to make such a mistake.

"It's okay, I've already rested."

"Are you feeling better?"

Ye Huang asked with concern, for fear that Zhu Zhuqing would feel guilty, and he didn't say a word about what happened last night.

"Well, it's much better."

The recovery power of the soul master's body was many times faster than that of ordinary people, and after a night of recovery, Zhu Zhuqing was already able to move freely.

"In that case, let's hurry."

Everything in front of him is an unknown existence, thinking about the safety of his brothers, Ye Huang does not dare to have the slightest neglect.

"Okay."

Zhu Zhuqing hurriedly got up to help Ye Huang pack up his things.

Men and women match, work is not tiring, with Zhu Zhuqing's help, all the items are quickly packed.