The so-called soul tide is that there are a large number of lonely souls gathered, and they are different from ordinary lonely souls and wild ghosts that haunt alone, but in groups.

The formation of soul tides is generally due to some special geographical reasons or some special items, which gather these lonely souls and wild ghosts, and then form.

Of course, in addition to this, it is also possible that there is a place in this area that is particularly easy to attract ghosts, so that these ghosts will go in groups and form a soul tide.

Lonely souls generally have no autonomous consciousness, their own energy is not strong, and they have not reached a special realm, lonely souls are generally lost all five senses, even if a large number of lonely souls gather to form a soul tide may have strong power, but without special traction, they will not take the initiative to attack.

Feeling that the situation was not good, Tang Wuming hurriedly withdrew his thoughts from meditation, and the dense footsteps seemed very neat, as if the soldiers were coming out of the ancient battlefield, which seemed very orderly.

Tang Wusheng only felt that the earth was shaking, and the nine stone pillars that formed the base of the Three Souls Consciousness Array began to shake one after another, Tang Wusheng suddenly felt bad, and hurriedly exerted his spiritual power to forcibly stabilize the Three Souls Sense Array.

At this moment, the scene that appeared in front of him directly made Tang Wusheng gasp.

The first to appear was a group of zombie-like lonely souls, they were wearing tattered cloth clothes, and their bodies were also rotten, this group of lonely souls was about a hundred, divided into six rows, each row was about twenty people, they had no independent thinking, they used one of their own hands on the shoulder of the lonely soul in front of them, and then passed in front of Tang Wuming like a walking corpse.

Tang Wuming broke out in a cold sweat, although he knew that the cultivation of these lonely souls was much lower than his own, but just their terrifying appearance had already made Tang Wuming's heart furious, especially when some lonely souls passed by Tang Wuming's side, they seemed to sense his presence, turned around faintly, revealing the face covered with corpse spots, and threw a few weird smiles at Tang Wuming, which made Tang Wuming even more angry.

However, this seemed to be just a plate of hors d'oeuvres, if it was just a horror that made Tang Wuming feel terrible, then what it saw later was shock, a strong shock.

The orderly footsteps in front were not emitted by these lonely souls with their shoulders, what really made this kind of footsteps make the entire barren mound shake was the dense and countless Yin soldiers behind.

Yes, it is the Yin soldiers, countless Yin soldiers, they wear ancient battle armor, armed with rotten spears and iron shields, lined up in countless rows, and under the leadership of the Yin general riding an iron horse, they passed by here in an orderly manner.

"The Yin Soldier borrowed the way. ”

Tang Wuming was completely stunned, even the blood on his body seemed to be coagulated at this moment, he didn't dare to make a sound, and even his own breath was all restricted, he never thought that the first time he came to this barren mound to absorb the soul essence, he encountered the legendary terrible soul tide, and what was even worse was that this was not an ordinary soul tide, but a hundred thousand Yin soldiers borrowed the way, the strength of these Yin soldiers combined, Tang Wuming believed that even if it was a Chonglou monk, it would be swallowed up by them in a very short time.

Not only Tang Wuming felt scared, but even the lonely souls and wild ghosts around him were also terribly scared, wailing all around, Tang Wuming, who was in the Three Souls Consciousness Array, could clearly see the Jin Ge Iron Horse over there, but the only difference was that the heroic spirit exuded from these Jin Ge Iron Horses was not the heroic spirit that covered the battlefield back then, but the yin qi that covered the sky and the sun.

The Yin soldiers didn't seem to be aiming to attack and destroy, but continued to march towards the depths of the barren mound, Tang Wuming held his breath and stayed motionless in the Three Souls Consciousness Array, for fear that another kind of Yin soldiers would find out.

But fortunately, these Yin soldiers seemed to be quite disciplined, and it was nearly an hour before they finally walked past Tang Wuming.

Looking at the back of the departing Yin soldier, Tang Wuming didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and it wasn't until the dense Yin soldiers completely disappeared from Tang Wusheng's sight that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The surrounding lonely souls and wild ghosts seemed to be the same as Tang Wufang, until this group of Yin soldiers completely disappeared, and the terrible wails at the beginning sounded around again.

After passing through this Yin Soldier's way, Tang Wuming suddenly felt that this desolate mound was even more dangerous than he expected, and even this ancient and terrifying soul tide had appeared, maybe in the depths of that desolate mound, there was still a terrifying existence.

Tang Wuming didn't dare to continue to stay here, as Bai Mei said, although absorbing soul essence in the barren mound can speed up the speed of soul cultivation, but it is extremely dangerous, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will lose your life, Tang Wuming is only thirteen years old, and he is at the beginning of his amazing beginning, he still wants to avenge his grandfather, he doesn't want to die in this barren mound like this inexplicably.

He walked out of the Three Soul Consciousness Array, he had already given up the idea of absorbing soul essence and cultivating souls here, he wanted to leave here as soon as possible, after all, this was not a place where ordinary monks could stay, this could not be said that Tang Wuming was timid, even if it was a Chonglou monk who experienced the scene just now, he would definitely be so frightened that he left on the spot.

Carrying the Black Cold Sword, Tang Wuming urged his spiritual power and ran wildly towards the periphery of the barren mound all the way, but what he never expected was that it didn't take much time for him to come to the Three Soul Consciousness Array when he came in, but after going out for more than an hour, there was still a dense panic in front of him.

"How so?"

When he saw the nine familiar stone pillars in front of him impressively imprinted into his eyes, Tang Wuming was stupid: "Lost?"

Yes, after more than an hour of wild running, Tang Wuming actually returned here, his scalp couldn't help but tingle, and he accelerated his pace again, half an hour later, he returned here, back and forth several times, each time starting from here, and then went around in a big circle, and returned to his original position.

"I can't get out, could it be that I met a ghost hitting the wall?"

Tang Wuming couldn't cry or laugh, and even grabbed a few handfuls on his head, he really carried it to the extreme, the first time he came to this barren mound, not only did he encounter the soul tide Yin soldier borrowing the way, but at this time, he wanted to leave here, but he actually encountered a ghost hitting the wall again.

Tang Wuming looked a little messy, and even had an ominous premonition in his heart, he looked up at the sky, and found that the miserable silver moon turned blood red at some point.

"Blood Moon. ”

Tang Wusheng was shocked, thinking that this would definitely not be a good sign, he did not plan to continue to run around like a headless fly, but planned to stay here and wait for dawn.

As soon as the morning dawns, the yin energy of the barren mound will dissipate in large quantities, and many lonely souls will also return to the grave, Tang Wuming knew that there must be a lonely soul to make trouble when he encountered a ghost hitting the wall, so he decided to wait until dawn to go out.

However, what made Tang Wuming feel very strange was that he entered here from midnight, and then to absorb soul essences so that he encountered the soul tide later, and then to the later ghost hitting the wall, to say the least, it had been several hours, plus he had waited here for so long, it should have already reached the dawn hour, but at this time, it was still pitch black all around, and the blood moon in the sky showed no signs of disappearing.

The blood moon does not go, the sun does not come out, and this place gives Tang Wuming an illusion, as if there is no day at all.

"Not good. ”

Tang Wuming exclaimed: "There is absolutely no power in this Luoling area that is enough to change the heavens and the earth and the sun, and there is only one explanation for this phenomenon, there must be a powerful spirit body controlling this land, what I have seen is very likely to be the vision that it has conjured through some special soul technique." ”

"In this case, the ghost must have been caused by him, and it has already discovered my existence? ”

After this speculation, the sense of foreboding in Tang Wuming's heart became stronger and stronger, and his brows were already deeply furrowed, if these speculations were true, then tonight, he was very likely to die here.

"At the beginning of man, his nature is good, the years are grinding, he is blinded, he is the golden power, she Bilian, he beeps the dog, and then he has eggs"

At this moment, there was a burst of reading sounds in the barren mound, Tang Wuming was suddenly startled, and there was an extremely bad premonition in his heart, how could there be the sound of reading in the school in this barren mound, the only explanation was?

He followed the sound and looked, and as he expected, after a burst of yellow fog in front of him, a school hall with white and green hanging everywhere appeared in his eyes.

In the school, there were about 100 children in shrouds, holding yellowed books, sitting cross-legged at their desks, shaking their pale heads, and constantly reading the words on the books.

The sound of reading came, but it was extremely gloomy and terrifying.

And on the lectern in front of those children, Tang Wuming saw a back figure that made his scalp tingle, it was a Xiucai who was wearing black and white and a yin-yang Xiucai hat.

I saw him holding a black and white paper fan, fanning back and forth to the rhythm of the sound of those children reading.

"And then and the egg, the egg, the soft, the end of the day, the soft"

A naughty child was talking to himself, disrupting the original sound of reading, only to see that Xiucai suddenly became a little angry, and scolded in a sharp voice like a eunuch in a mortal palace: "Who is making trouble?"

There was silence in the school, all the children held their breath, and the child who was making trouble just now was even more pale like a blank piece of paper, his mouth was open, and black liquid flowed out.

"Sir, I"

"If you don't concentrate, how can you get the title of the gold list? It's useless. ”

There was an angry shout, as if the nails were as sharp as scratching the blackboard, which made people feel goosebumps all over their bodies, only to see that Xiucai suddenly turned around, grabbed the child's neck with one hand, twisted violently, and twisted the whole head.