The Sparrow Spirit Wood is one of the most famous soul trees, and it is extremely rare to search for the cultivation realm.

This time, Zhang Yang accidentally found a Sparrow Spirit Tree, and the quality of the Soul Eater Banner improved a lot, and the potential for upgrading in the future was also great.

"Hehe, Soul Eater, I hope you don't let me down!"

Zhang Yang stroked the Soul Eater Banner, and his heart was full of hope.

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In the sparse mountain forest, more than a dozen small green lanterns are dangling, adding a bit of horror to the originally quiet environment around them.

In the distance, the roar of a fierce beast came from afar, and the ancient rhyme was long.

Zhang Yang and his entourage restrained their breath and leaned over the bushes motionless.

The Iron Arm Mantis is a kind of group type demon beast, their individual strength is not strong, generally in the first and second grades, and their population is not large, generally a group of several, like the dozen now, it is already a relatively large population.

In each population, there will be a fourth-level demon beast, the Iron Arm Mantis King.

This kind of demon beast is simply a hunting target tailored for Zhang Yang.

Seeing that the group of little green lanterns was getting closer and closer, he suddenly shouted violently, and three black shadows rushed out like a wind, sweeping towards the group of small lanterns.

The Iron Wall Mantis Group was frightened, there was a chaos, and before they could react, the surrounding blood flashed, green blood splashed, and several of them had been killed, and the stumps were all over the ground.

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The Iron Arm Mantis let out angry screams and rushed forward waving their iron arms.

However, the speed of the black shadows was extremely fast, and they cooperated with each other tacitly, like a hurricane, and the iron-armed mantis had not even captured the shadow of the other party, and it had already been slaughtered.

Even the Iron Arm Mantis King was killed by the joint blow of the Purple Zombie Blood Slave and Zhang Yang for no apparent reason.

The fighting stopped.

Looking at the stumps all over the ground, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh.

The Iron Arm Mantis is an insect monster, the blood is green, the taste is extremely bad, for the three-headed zombies with a picky mouth, they will never try to suck their blood.

As soon as his consciousness moved, there was already a small black bottle in his hand, a drop of liquid was dripped in his eyes, and the world in front of him lit up.

Looking at the corpses of the Iron Arm Mantis on the ground, there are streams of white smoke coming out one by one, suspended above the corpse, especially above the body of the Iron Arm Mantis King, the white smoke is particularly thick, and it faintly shows the appearance of the Iron Arm Mantis King before his death......

These white smoke is extremely light, drifting back and forth with the wind, but it gathers but does not disperse.

However, Zhang Yang knew that this situation could only last for a moment, and if he did not take any measures in time, the white smoke would soon dissipate into the air.

Zhang Yang moved quickly, reached out and took out the Soul Devouring Banner, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and muttered in his mouth.

The Soul Eater Banner unfurled, and a huge attraction tugged at the white smoke.

The white smoke seemed to feel extremely frightened, and struggled hard, and the gusts of wind blew, and the sound of "whooshing" echoed in the ears, like a ghost crying.

The attraction of the Soul Eater Banner was extremely great, and even if Bai Yan resisted, it was difficult to resist, and in a matter of minutes, it had already been all taken in.

"Whew!"

Seeing that it was put away, Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

The divine consciousness was immersed in the Soul Eater Banner, and immediately there was a sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling, and in the space of the black hole, the images of various faint demon beasts floated in it, and there were hundreds of them.

The first-line gorge is rich in biological resources, and the number of various demon beasts is extremely large, Zhang Yang only spent a month to kill a hundred demon beasts and collect a large number of demon beast souls.

Of course, a harvest like tonight can be regarded as extremely rich.

The white smoke above the corpses of those iron-armed mantis was the condensation of their souls after death.

Before the human monk reaches the primordial infant stage and the demon beast reaches the transformation stage, as long as the ** dies, the soul will dissipate.

Mortals or ordinary monks can't see this, but Zhang Yang can naturally see it clearly when he paints his eyes with Qingling spring water.

"I have been using Qingling spring water to clean my eyes every day for several years, and now my eyesight is obviously not weaker than that of ordinary humans. If you persist for a while, I believe that even if you don't use Qingling Water to paint your eyes on the spot, you will be able to see these souls. ”

Zhang Yang is very satisfied with his current vision.

The surrounding blood was thick, and it was very easy to provoke a powerful existence, Zhang Yang didn't dare to stay longer, greeted him, and left immediately.

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The cliff is sharp and sharp.

There is a depression at the bottom of the cliff, which is barely a cave, and the surrounding air is cloudy.

This is Zhang Yang's temporary place to stay, which he captured after killing a fourth-level demon beast Cangxiang Ape.

Zhang Yang held the Soul Devouring Banner in his hand, and his divine sense invaded.

Immediately I saw hundreds of white light clusters floating in the space of the black hole.

These clusters of light, some large and small, some are just empty fogs, and some are like substance, and even the face can be seen clearly.

The strength of the soul is closely related to the strength of the creature during its lifetime.

Zhang Yang pinched the law in his hand, read the decree in his mouth, and immediately a series of words appeared.

Ordinary ritual weapons come with their own methods of use, as long as the divine consciousness invades after recognizing the master, you can access the method of using the magic weapon.

Zhang Yang read these words carefully again.

Then, he reached out and fished into the flag, only to see a huge hand enter the black space in an instant.

The clusters of light screamed and dodged back and forth as if they had seen ghosts.

However, there are so many of them that a large hand can easily fish out one.

Zhang Yang pinched the light ball in his hand, used it as a pen, instilled mana, and carved tadpole-like words on the surface of the flag.

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The ball of light was clearly in great pain, and the screams of grief almost pierced the eardrums.

Zhang Yang was unmoved, his face remained unchanged, and he quickly portrayed it in his hands.

When the last stroke fell, the light cluster was also consumed, completely turning into a white formation like an existence, and disappeared into the banner at once.

In the black space, it was like a heavy snow in an instant, and small clusters of light floated down.

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Hundreds of light clusters seemed to be greatly stimulated, and they all showed violent looks, and then began to catch and bite each other.

The whole space was full of wind and wind, and it was the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling, and as long as mortals listened to it, their spirits would be shaken by it, and even die.

Soon, the light groups began to divide the winners and losers.

I saw that the powerful light group had sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and his face was full of hideousness, and he was biting at the weak light group with a big mouth. With each bite, the weak light clusters become weaker, while the strong light clusters become more condensed.

In a matter of minutes, the number of light clusters has been reduced by half.

The remaining half seemed to have tasted the delicacy of the light ball, and did not stop, and then found the opponent and began to fight again.

In this way, the number of light clusters is getting smaller and smaller, and the remaining light clusters are getting stronger and stronger.

Half an hour later, there were only four light clusters left in the entire space.

To be precise, this can no longer be called a light cluster, each of them takes on the form of a living being, namely an iron-armed mantis king, a cangxiang ape, a giant python about to turn into a dragon, and a white wolf.

These four light clusters were powerful fourth-level demon beasts in their lifetimes, and now after some devouring, their soul aura is extremely violent, making the entire space filled with an eerie ghost aura and bloodthirsty aura.

Seeing that the situation was similar, Zhang Yang silently recited the decree and stretched out his hand.

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With a fluctuation of rhythm, the expressions of the souls of the four demon beasts gradually calmed down, stopped fighting, and began to wander in the space separately.

The Soul Eater Banner is an extremely evil magic weapon that requires devouring a large number of living souls to be refined. Moreover, the greater the number of living souls devoured, the more powerful it becomes.

The monks were also bound and could not slaughter mortals on a large scale. Some evil monks, in order to cultivate the Soul Eater Banner, will go to the mortal world, deliberately provoke wars between mortals, and then collect living souls on the battlefield.

Generally speaking, the stronger the living beings, the stronger the soul after death, and the more powerful the soul eater banner will be after devouring.

The soul of the demon beast is several times higher than that of mortals and even monks of the same level, in terms of bloodthirsty surnames and berserk surnames.

Using the Demon Beast Soul to refine the Soul Eater Banner is much more effective than using a human soul.

It's just that it is simply impossible for ordinary human cultivators to hunt demon beasts in these 100,000 mountains, and if they are not careful, the chance of being devoured by demon beasts is probably even greater.

High-ranking cultivators were capable of doing this, but they couldn't go to the mountains and forests to hunt demon beasts.

Moreover, monks above the Jindan stage cannot hunt low-level demon beasts on a large scale, there are many constraints in this.

There are many hidden powerhouses in the human race, and there are also many demon beasts with strength against the sky in the 100,000 mountains...... However, the two sides rarely slaughtered each other's low-level existences, and as for the specific reason, Zhang Yang did not know.

He only vaguely guessed that maybe it was some kind of agreement after the balance of forces between the two sides!

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