The sea of unjust souls is gray and misty, and it is already difficult to discern the direction, if you want to find an opportunity, you can only rely on yourself to explore, in Xiao Yi's opinion, you are not stingy with your luck.

If the luck is prosperous, the creation will reach the sky, and if the luck is weak, the body will die, and there is no third way.

Xiao Yi examines his own body, the name of the silver pinnacle, does it belong to the former or the latter among his peers?

After the last, Xiao Yi came to the conclusion that there are too many strong people who defy the sky, and the forbidden characters are definitely not weaker than others, which can be seen from the original Yin Wujiang, with the blood of the king flowing in his body, and the thickness of his luck is absolutely beyond imagination.

Woo!

A red-horned ghost broke out of the sea, Xiao Yi's footsteps moved slightly, moving between square inches, his body was like a heavenly peng, and the red-horned ghost instantly lost Xiao Yi's figure.

Burst!

With a slight palm falling, there was the sound of broken muscles and bones, and the red-horned ghost fell into the boat, already losing its vitality.

Putting away the Red Soul Stone, Xiao Yi drummed up his qi and blood, and drove the ark, the black boat changed its previous stability, like a sharp arrow tearing the sea, and galloped forward.

Whoa!

There are more and more red-horned ghosts, Xiao Yi runs Tianpeng nine steps, sharpens his body and changes, and the god form of the golden-winged Dapeng in his mind becomes clearer and clearer.

One by one, the red-horned ghosts were killed, and Xiao Yi gradually felt the crisis, but in half an hour, the red-horned ghosts that appeared had grown from the initial one to dozens.

Dozens of red-horned ghosts broke through the water, roared and dived, and even repelled each other, claws struck, sparks splashed everywhere, if it weren't for the change in body style given by Tianpeng's nine steps, even if the speed was fast, the land of three feet would move. It is not immune.

And such a fight. It also deepened Xiao Yi's comprehension of Tianpeng's nine steps. Between advancing and retreating, it is like a Tianpeng shuttling above the nine heavens, piercing through the clouds and mist, ethereal and uncertain.

Later, one hundred and ten red-horned ghosts were overwhelming, submerging the black hull.

Roar!

Xiao Yi roared, like a desolate dragon roaring, the vast qi and blood were vigorous. One hundred and ten red-horned ghosts flew out of the river at a faster speed than they came, and then fell like raindrops, and soon, the surface of the inky sea was full of floating corpses.

Without stopping to collect the Red Soul Stone, Xiao Yi clearly felt that more and more powerful ghosts were attracted by the bloody qi and gathered together.

Boom!

Xiao Yi's right foot stomped violently, like a dragon's qi and blood perfusion, and above the ark, a layer of faint black light flickered. It was like a cold lightning shot out, and the red-horned ghosts that scurried up along the way were torn apart by the hull of the ship. Flesh and blood flying.

It took two hours to get rid of the dense group of red-horned ghosts and enter a calm sea.

There was no whimpering sound of the ghost on the bottom of the sea, there was silence in all directions, and the breathing could be heard, Xiao Yi drove the boat, and slowly slowed down.

The gray mist was hazy, the atmosphere of decay was strong, Xiao Yi frowned, it was not a good sign, it was too quiet.

"Wait, that's, an island!"

After only half a burnt incense, Xiao Yi's eyes were like electricity, staring into the distance, and a hundred zhang away, a lonely island floated on the sea, outlined by the gray mist.

Thundered!

There was a deafening sound of thunder, coming from the island, Xiao Yi was shocked in his heart, there is no thunder on this island, where does the thunder come from?

Draining away all the blood and energy, Xiao Yi let the ark slowly approach the island, and soon came to the shore.

The black hull ran aground, Xiao Yi's eyes pierced through the gray mist, and suddenly his divine light was great, and he saw another ark, the black hull was hidden between two huge black reefs.

Someone has already landed on the island!

His heart moved, and he also found a hidden place, so that the ark ran aground, in fact, the ark was extremely heavy, it was difficult to be damaged, and it was difficult to move, but the sea of unjust souls was too weird, and Xiao Yi did not dare to relax his vigilance.

Wait until he is down-to-earth, Xiao Yi takes a deep breath, the sea of grievances is moving forward uncertainly, and the human heart is also being tempered, this is a kind of tempering for the heart, a strong spiritual will is the physical strength of the soul, whether you can control such a force, it still depends on the individual's heart, which requires countless experiences and life and death to accumulate.

The isolated island is not big, and the outline is only hundreds of zhang square, but it is really rare to encounter such an isolated island in this vast sea of unjust souls.

Landing silently, Xiao Yi cautiously approached in the direction from which the thunder came, and even held his breath.

Just a few breaths later, Xiao Yi saw a curvy figure, like a cat that rises at night, carefully crawling on a black boulder, looking ahead, as if he was peeking at something.

It's her!

Xiao Yi's heart moved, in the Heavenly Palace, there was a relationship in front of the Emperor's Stage, Ye Xiaoyi, a girl in a purple shirt, a girl who looked like Zhong Ling was beautiful, green silk like a waterfall, graceful posture, and white body like a bright moon, once attracted the purple divine lotus, shook many young and strong people, and was suspected of having the appearance of a young saint.

Compared to Xiao Yi, it was obvious that Ye Xiao did not have such eyesight, and he never noticed that someone was approaching.

Without alarming the girl, Xiao Yi hid on a gray mound dozens of feet away, and followed the girl's gaze to look ahead.

In a valley more than ten zhang large, a three-zhang tall ghost is sleeping, dark cyan skin, there are eight three-foot-long cyan barbs behind it, flashing with cold metallic light, sharp claws are half a zhang long, the blue light is shining, revealing a faint cold glow.

The blue-horned ghost!

Xiao Yi was shocked, he didn't expect that the blue-horned ghost who couldn't be found in the sea of unjust souls was actually dormant here, and looking at the color of his body, he was afraid that among the blue-horned ghosts, he was also an extremely old existence.

Unlike many living beings, the ghost evolves once every thousand years, and the only way to fail in evolution is death, and the closer to the millennium, the more vigorous the blood qi becomes, and in the year 999, it reaches its peak, and it is also the time when life is the strongest.

Thundered!

The sound of snoring was like thunder, Xiao Yi's eyes were strange, the sound of thunder he thought was unexpectedly originating from this blue-horned ghost, it can be seen that the blood of this blue-horned ghost is strong, I am afraid that it has reached an amazing situation.

However, what really made Xiao Yi care was not so. At this moment, this blue-horned ghost is close to the ground in an almost prostrate posture, and there is a black gas between the mouth and nose, which belongs to the qi and blood of the ghost, which is very viscous, and at the same time contains a strong rotten aura, it is hard to imagine that the two completely different breaths of vitality and decay can coexist as one.

I saw that in front of the cyan ghost, a small tree that was only a few feet tall was bent and rooted in the ink-like mud.

This small tree is like purple jade, crystal clear, each purple leaf is only the size of a little finger, round like the moon, purple light.

At the top of the small tree, a purple fruit the size of a baby's fist faintly flowed with brilliance, exuding a fragrant fragrance that was vague and vague, and this fragrant fragrance entered his nose, which actually made Xiao Yi feel a trace of throbbing from the blood.

What an elixir this is!

Xiao Yi was shocked in his heart, he could be sure that this small purple tree was definitely not ordinary, if they were all imprisoned and cultivated in this sea of unjust souls, it was difficult to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and this spiritual tree was still continuously swallowing spiritual energy, and seeing that the spiritual energy absorbed by this purple spiritual fruit was getting less and less, it could be estimated that I am afraid that the maturity will be in these two days.

Dozens of zhang away, behind the black boulder, the girl's bright eyes blinked, her eyelashes trembled slightly, the cunning in her eyes was not concealed, Xiao Yi's face showed a strange look, is this her true color?

Xiao Yi clearly saw that the girl was grinding her teeth, her bright teeth grinding up and down, staring at the purple tree, and sometimes swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

But obviously, Ye Xiaoyi has no choice at this time, the Qingjiao Ghost is definitely not a good scumbag, and the cultivation is a forbidden sea of unjust souls, only pure flesh and blood are left, and there is no absolute certainty, so he can't make a move easily.

Xiao Yi didn't move, he wanted to see what the girl would do, the blue-horned ghost is different from the red-horned ghost, it is the life evolution of the red-horned ghost, when the battle king was on the boat, the five Binghe Sword Saints took turns to tell some secrets, including the aborigines in this sea of unjust souls.

The young powerhouses who have entered the Sea of Unjust Souls have divided the ghosts they encounter into three levels of life, from the lowest red-horned ghosts, to the blue-horned ghosts, and then to the purple-horned ghosts.

It is rare to have a purple-horned ghost who has lived for more than two thousand years, even the most ordinary red-horned ghost is enough to be comparable to the extreme battle body of the human race, and the blue-horned ghost is even more resistant to the powerful body, and the strong one among them is even close to the extreme battle body of the Open Heaven Realm.

As for the strongest purple-horned ghost, he has lived for at least two thousand years, and is the evolution of the blue-horned ghost, with a strong body, comparable to a non-bad divine body, as strong as divine iron, and majestic blood, compared to ordinary saints who have just entered reincarnation. Not to mention that, if the law of the Holy Body is abandoned, the battle body of ordinary saints is no more than that, and the existence that is close to the peak of it, the strength of the physical body and blood is enough to be comparable to the strong among the saints.

But it's too rare, the existence of the purple horned ghost, in the past one hundred and seven eras, has not appeared many times, and now one hundred and eight eras, one hundred and seven thousand years have passed, there are records, but one hundred and ten times, almost ten times out, once a thousand years, many taboo characters have suffered a big loss in their hands, and some people have even been torn apart.

However, endless years have passed, and it is not that no one has killed the purple horned ghosts, the purple soul stones from the purple horned ghosts in the legend are extremely precious, and the red soul stones from the red horned ghosts, the green soul stones of the green horned ghosts are listed on the list of all heavens and ten thousand souls, but the red soul stones are only more than two thousand, and the green soul stones are more than one thousand, and this purple soul stone is ranked within five hundred.

For example, the Sun Flame is a hard-to-find cultivation treasure of the Lord of the Open Heavens, and it is only ranked more than a thousand, and it is extremely low, ranking within five hundred, which is almost a rare treasure in the world, and many of the spiritual objects on the list of heavens and all souls can even be traced back to the distant ancient wilderness, and even the ancient flood years.

The most precious thing about the Purple Soul Stone is not the improvement of spiritual will, but the trace of immortal qi contained in it. (Help a colleague buy a car, busy all day, arrived home at 9 o'clock, I'm too tired to finish writing this chapter, eyelids fight, ask everyone for leave, make up for the second shift during the day, and today's two watches will not be less, a total of three watches, ten steps try to be completed before zero o'clock.) (To be continued......)