Chapter Twenty-Nine: Refining

The terrible and miserable screams continued to sound in the ears, and the pungent and disgusting smell of blood directly rushed into the nose and mouth.

In the hall on the first floor, the corpses of men and women were lying on the ground, and a large amount of blood flowed from the corpses, staining the ground red.

Coupled with those who were dying in a pool of blood, the low and painful moans from their mouths made the whole scene full of horror, making people panic when they saw it.

The girl Xiaohuan saw the tragic scene below, and if it weren't for Fang Han's support, she almost fainted.

She looked at the young master in front of her with beautiful eyes, and found that she didn't seem to be able to see through the young master now.

Now the young master in front of her can be said to be absolutely ruthless, brutal, and murderous.

There were so many people in the hall that the young master didn't blink his eyes, and he didn't care if these people had hatred with him or not, and they all killed them.

She didn't understand why the young master had become like this, she really wanted to ask what had happened to the young master and why it had become like this.

But when she saw Fang Han's gentle and kind face towards her, she still didn't say it after all.

She felt that the young master must have a reason for doing this, no matter how the young master changes now, in front of her, the young master is still the same young master before, and he has always been gentle to her as before.

The young officer and the soldiers he brought with him, without exception, all of them were attacked by the cold ice spikes of the Falling Side, and their corpses were not intact, and their armor was full of sharp ice spikes.

The beautiful lady of the proprietress of Yichun Building died tragically under the ice thorn directly, and there was an ice thorn on her face and eyes, and she was killed on the spot by the ice thorn piercing her eye and hitting her head.

The obese man Zhao Yuanwai was a little luckier, and he hid in the corner unscathed, shivering.

Xu was only now in the hall when there was a sound, which alarmed the people in the other rooms upstairs in Yichun Building.

One by one, they walked out of the room into the hallway, leaning on the railing of the hallway and looking down to see what was going on below.

I don't know if I don't see it, I was startled when I saw it, and their eyes were full of corpses and blood all over the ground, and the whole building was filled with blood from bottom to top, and the strong smell of blood was very disgusting.

It's like hell on earth!

Some of these people passed out on the spot, and some endured the discomfort, covered their mouths and noses and pretended to be calm, and continued to look down.

They didn't know what was happening below, but they only saw that among the piles of corpses below, there were not only Yichunlou people but also the corpses of officers and soldiers.

Standing above the hallway, Han raised his head and glanced at the people on the other floors with a blank face, and while he was looking at them, the people upstairs were also looking at him.

Fang Han didn't continue to sacrifice talismans from the storage bag to kill, he wasn't going to kill these people, he wanted to stay behind and refine them all one by one.

After refining these people, his cultivation should be able to break through to the late stage of the entrance, the seventh layer realm.

Patting the storage bag on his waist, Fang Han's palm flipped over, and a small black flag the size of a palm appeared.

This small flag is not an ordinary small flag, but a soul devouring sail that can grow and advance the magic weapon, and the grade of the soul sail is related to the number of yin souls in the sail.

If there are a hundred Yin Souls in the soul sail, it is a lower-level magic weapon; For example, if there are five hundred Yin Souls in the soul sail, they can be advanced to a mid-level magic weapon.

If there are a thousand Yin Souls, they are high-level magic weapons; If it reaches 1,005, it is a top-level magic weapon; When you reach two thousand, you are a Divine Wheel Realm monk, and you can drive spiritual weapons.

In addition, the soul sail of the same level also has different powers, and the power of the soul sail mainly depends on its inner Yin soul cultivation.

If the cultivation of the Yin Soul inside is too weak, the power of the soul sail will be greatly reduced.

Fang Han knew very well that using a mortal Yin Soul to refine a Soul Devouring Sail was definitely not an opponent of those who used a Monk's Yin Soul to refine a Soul Sail.

His idea was to nourish the soul of a soldier with a mortal ghost, and then nourish it with the soul of a monk when his soul grew stronger, so that it would work.

Of course, Fang Han's current cultivation was still too weak to drive the Soul Devouring Sail in his hand, and if he wanted to completely drive this magic weapon, he had to cultivate to the Qi Sea Realm first.

Although he couldn't drive the Soul Eater Sail, it didn't say that he couldn't use the Soul Sail to store the Yin Soul, and using it to fight the enemy and storing the Yin Soul were two different things.

Holding the Soul Devouring Sail in his palm, Fang Han pinched the magic formula with one hand, and there were words in his mouth.

The palm-sized soul devouring sail on his palm, under the manipulation of Fang Han's technique, emitted a faint black dark light.

The spiritual power operated, and with a flip of his wrist, a soul devouring sail made of black canvas appeared in Fang Han's hand.

Looking at Fang Han holding the Soul Eater Sail in his hand, he was full of emotion, he finally had the Soul Eater Sail again now, his magic weapon level Soul Eater Sail had long been destroyed in the pursuit of others.

After a brief recollection, Fang Han threw out the Soul Eater Sail in his hand, his hands moved quickly, and he pointed a little at the Soul Eater Sail in the air, and the black canvas of the Soul Eater Sail glowed with black light.

The Soul Eater Sail shone with a black glow, hovering above the corpse of a soldier, shooting out a burst of black light that fell on him.

After the light touched the corpse, it was retracted and returned to the soul sail, which was to complete the ingestion of the yin soul in the person's body.

One by one, the black soul eater sails collected the ghosts of the dead in the hall.

Fang Han asked Xiaohuan to wait in the corridor, and he slowly walked down from the corridor and came to the obese man Zhao Yuanwai.

When Zhao Yuanwai saw Fang Han striding over, he was already frightened half to death and frightened, for fear that the other party would continue to use the ice thorn that the talisman had turned into.

"Plop", the other party knelt down, trembling, a handful of snot and tears, begging for mercy: "The immortal master spares his life, the immortal master spares his life, Xiao has eyes and no beads, offending the immortal master is really an unintentional move, the villain should die, the villain should die." ”

Saying that, the fat man Zhao Yuanwai slapped his face a few times, and continued: "If the villain knows that you are an immortal master, he will not dare to do this if he gives the villain a few dares, and please let the villain go for the sake of I don't know, as long as you are willing to let go of the villain, the villain is willing to pay all the price, I will give you whatever you want, just ask the immortal master to spare my life." ”

"Intentionally or unintentionally, it's all right, and your life will be returned." Fang Hangao raised his hand and fell towards him.

"No, you can't do that... Ahh

The obese man Zhao Yuanwai was refined by Fang Han into a scrawny corpse with a miserable scream.

Just after refining Fang Han's Soul Devouring Sail outside Zhao Yuan, after absorbing the Yin Souls of all the people present, he flew back into Fang Han's hands.

Fang Han retracted the Soul Devouring Sail with satisfaction and looked at the people standing on the other floors.

Just now, Fang Han sacrificed the soul sail to refine Zhao Yuan, and they all saw it, and they generally understood what happened in the hall on the first floor of Yichun Building before.

Next, the inside of Yichun Building is another picture full of blood, inhumane and inhumane.

The previous tragic tragedy has reappeared.

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