The reincarnated lotus can give birth to a soul, and it can also retire the kraken.

For the soul, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing; For the Soul Eater Siren, it stinks and burns the soul.

One body with two sides, one yin and one yang, although it grows in the underworld, the reincarnated lotus has extremely strict requirements for the growth environment around the underworld.

And the reincarnated lotus that grows in the Ghost Snake Cold Pool is one of the main purposes of the Stygian Wind's trip. But because of the change of "Flower on the Other Side", the Stygian Wind, who did not get the reincarnation lotus, fell into an extremely unlucky and dangerous situation at this moment.

"Damn it!"

Feeling the approaching fishy wind behind him, even if the dark wind raised the speed of escape to the highest, but as a soul body, in this deep sea with many obstacles, even if the wind cultivation had reached the peak of the Dan stage, compared to the deep sea speed of the soul devouring kraken, his speed was still too slow.

"Go!"

Just at the last moment, the wind chanted a mantra in his mouth, pinched the trick with both hands, and on the premise of maintaining a high-speed escape, a black cloth bag was directly thrown out by the wind.

"Open!"

Whew-

The yin wind struck, and the overwhelming yin spirits flew out of the cloth pocket, and before they could struggle, all the yin souls that flew out of the cloth pocket were devoured by the soul devouring kraken that was chasing after the dark wind, and there was not even a bit of scum left.

"Come back!"

Seeing that the Soul Eater Kraken behind him was successfully blocked by those Yin Spirits, the Stygian Wind pinched the magic trick in his hand, retracted the Soul Lock Pocket, gritted his teeth, and flew towards the sea at high speed.

Puff –

After sacrificing one hundred and nine Yin Souls, Stygian finally managed to escape the Soul Eater Kraken and reach the surface.

"These brutes!"

Recondensed the entity, and at this time, the face of the Stygian Wind was almost dripping with gloomy, his eyes were full of evil energy, his eyes showed a fierce light, and the monstrous anger almost broke through the shackles of reason.

I thought it was an opportunity, but I didn't expect that behind this sea of blood-colored flowers, it turned out to be an abyss that was devoured by choosing people.

If it weren't for the Yin Soul in the Soul Locking Pocket, he successfully dragged those Soul Eater Sirens. Otherwise, he would not have died well today.

"Whoosh-"

Flying away from the sea, while the sun had not yet risen in the sky, the stygian wind quickly found a place near the delta and sat cross-legged to replenish the mana consumed in his body.

This time, not only was the lack of mana, but for the underworld yin god like Stygian, the one hundred and nine yin souls sacrificed had completely wiped out his yin virtue and luck for nearly twenty years.

The gods represent the law and are the guardians of luck chosen by the Heavenly Dao.

However, as a god of the underworld, Stygian chose to sacrifice his "believers" to protect himself at a time of crisis. This kind of behavior undoubtedly broke the bottom line that he could not tolerate as a god, and made him go against the original intention of the Heavenly Dao.

Believers are close to God, and if they bestow merit, they will protect them.

But the Yin Spirits sacrificed by the Stygian Wind who should have returned to reincarnation, and the karmic karma after their death will also be borne by their guardian, the Stygian Wind alone. The consequence is not only a great loss of merit, but even the luck of the immortal after becoming a god will also be flawed.

"Whew-"

The morning light was faintly bright, and the dark wind that closed his eyes and exhaled breath deeply at the last moment when the night was gone.

Ghosts and gods are afraid of light, and even the Stygian Wind, which has reached the peak of the Dan Formation Period, still does not like to be illuminated by the sun. Before the sun fell on him, the burly Stygian Wind actually took out an ink-colored oil-paper umbrella from the Qiankun Ring.

"I haven't been to the upper realm for a long time, but I forgot the feeling of basking in the sun."

With his eyes narrowed slightly, the wind looked at the rising sun in the sky, and for some reason, a wave of irritability suddenly rose in his heart.

"The Soul Attraction Flower must be mine! Even if I rob it, I must snatch it! ”

His eyes were slightly downcast, and the humiliation of this big drop in luck had been counted on the thief who dared to "steal" the luck of the underworld.

If this time, the Stygian Wind can successfully obtain the ownership of those flowers on the other side, then the merit and luck he will get in the future can completely make up for his loss today.

Not only that, but if the Stygian Wind re-establishes a sub-god domain with the help of the two treasures of the Flower on the Other Side and the Lethe River, then he will become the second super-level Yin God in the underworld after the Hades King, and will no longer be subject to anyone's checks and balances.

Turning around, he retracted the city government in his eyes, and cleared his distracting thoughts, the top priority now should be to find the true owner of the flower on the other side and fill the luck of the underworld, otherwise, what he was thinking about in his heart was just a beautiful vision after all, and it would never be realized.

"Whoa-la-"

Looking for the breath of the Lechuan River, holding the dark wind of the ink-colored oil-paper umbrella, he flew along the waterway all the way to the upper reaches of the delta.

The waterway gradually thinned, and the higher it went, a monstrous momentum, mixed with heavy water vapor, constantly hit the body of the dark wind. It didn't take long for the wind to find that the oil-paper umbrella in his hand was a little damp.

"It's so heavy."

Frowning, the wind continued to flow up the waters. The further up you go, the more waterways you go in the waters, the fewer you do, and finally, the branching waterways of the inner classes merge into a turbulent river, wide and rippling, like a blue waterline, dividing the land in two.

"Finally let me find you!"

The same blue, the same non-floating sand, like a piece of clear blue crystal, the appearance of this river, and the river on the margins, except for the flowers on the other side, the other places are exactly the same.

His brows unfolded again, his eyes glowed coldly, and the stygian wind quickly pinched up a spell, turned into a yin soul body again, and flew along the river, towards the weak waters.

"Whew-"

The yin wind struck, the thick fog rolled, and the moment he escaped into the dense fog barrier, all the breath of the dark wind disappeared.