Chapter 1027 Laughter in the Sea of Bones

"Report! The Crown Prince of Hades, the Marshal of Zhongjiang is here to patrol the camp!"

Xuanyang Peng was lying on the military couch, secretly glad in his heart that he was smart, and suddenly heard the military report outside the tent, he couldn't help but feel a sigh in his heart, and hurriedly put on the most painful posture......

On the boundless land of the Southwest Jiaoji Frontier, two teams of mighty pursuers were still running wildly in the direction of the left and right frontiers, and on the netherworld, two seas of dust were raised.

Two seas of dust, flying far away.

But in the green wilderness where the sky bends the moon and the moonlight, just as the remnants of the two seas of dust dissipated, two neighing snow-white horses galloped in the opposite direction, and on them sat the two assassins who assassinated the prince of the underworld and then escaped from the barracks.

"Will!"

Above the heads of the two assassins, tens of thousands of feet in the air, there was a pitch-black eagle. The eagle broke through the sky with a crisp roar, patrolling the land and Xinjiang, and a few crisp whistles were intended to tell the two that the garrison was far away, and there was no follow-up reinforcement.

The two assassins quickly galloped to one place, the two white horses and the Tianyu Eagle flashed, and disappeared in an instant, the two assassins took off the ghost robes outside their bodies, grabbed them into two puffs of smoke, and then looked at each other and laughed.

"Haha! Third brother, it's really a pleasure, your assassin will definitely cause a war in the Three Frontiers!"

Song Zhen absorbed hundreds of powerful aura in the eyes of all evils, and at this moment, he was full of spirits, his eyebrows were swaying, he was majestic to the earth, and he was extremely powerful.

The wild wind is dashing, the willow waves are white and the hair is rainbow, the wind is fluttering, a Tianjin cicada robe, the light is coiled, the seventy-two immortal rings outside the body, the fairy light is broad, like the ripples of the lake, the silent golden light is shining, containing unpredictable divine power.

However, after refining the Demon Eye for more than an hour, he actually let his cultivation soar above the sky, from the original thirty-six immortal rings, to the terrifying realm of seventy-two immortal rings.

He and his brother had both reached the Mahayana stage, and Liu Zhilang and Song were shocked and overjoyed, if this continued, wouldn't their cultivation be a thousand miles in a day, and the future was unlimited! However, if you want to go on your cultivation smoothly without being discovered, and be able to grasp the various situations in this netherworld as soon as possible, that is to say, the more chaotic the Three Frontiers, the better.

The two discussed, taking advantage of Marshal Sanjiang's seemingly discordant judgment, to create an assassination plan.

The two sneaked into the barracks together, each took a ghost robe and covered their bodies, and transformed into a ghost head, first Liu Lianlang killed the remnants, carried his ghost head, and flew out of the barracks with Xuanyang Peng, and then after breaking up with Xuanyang Peng, he quickly sneaked back.

At this time, Song Zhen deliberately harassed the marshal's tent, and then pretended to be discovered, seized the door and fled. And Liu Zhilang was afraid that Song Zhen would follow too many chasing soldiers behind him, so he quickly rushed into the marshal's tent and dealt with countless ghost soldiers, feeling that Song Zhen had fled far away, and immediately flew away towards the gate of the barracks.

The two of them went in two directions, naturally hoping that the crown prince Duyou would be suspicious of the forces in the left and right regions.

"No! Since the Crown Prince Duyou is a commander of Xinjiang, he will never easily conclude that he will send people to assassinate him. Because no matter how powerful the assassins are, they will not take the entire Zhongjiang battalion.

Even if the crown prince of Hades is stabbed to death, the news will immediately reach back to the underworld. In that case, the two marshals on the left and right sides of Xinjiang would immediately be wanted or even killed. Wouldn't that be harmful to others and to yourself?

Besides, it was not a smart choice to come to the barracks to assassinate. Before we entered the camp, I took a look at it, in addition to the ghost soldiers, there are mysterious tents in the north and south of the tent, I guess one must of course be the mysterious master force in the army, and the other is under the sense of divine sense, there are ghosts in the tent, it is estimated that it is the residence of the ghost and witch military division.

Fortunately, for some reason, there was not a single demon in these two tents, which gave us a chance to succeed. My purpose in doing this is not to expect the Three Frontiers to be able to fight, but to achieve two goals.

The first is to divert their attention from us, so that we can secretly investigate the situation here and our secret cultivation. The second is to slow down the construction of the human city, it is obvious that this human city is against Sister Juan of the outer frontier. If we do this and manipulate Xuanyang Peng, we can naturally slow down the construction of the human city, and even after we find out the secret of the black hole flying disk, we can also destroy the human city. ”

"Hmm!haha, anyway, tonight is a bad breath, and now the annoying white bone soul circle has disappeared, which is really refreshing. It's annoying to look at that thing. But third brother, how can our spiritual power improve. Is this white bone soul circle gone? Could it be that this ghost thing also knows that it is impossible to bully the weak and be afraid of the hard!? Now that the white bone soul circle of Master and those fellow victims is still there, how can we find a way to help them get rid of it?"

Song Zhen listened to your Liu Yanlang's words and expressed his approval, but he was very worried about his mentor Fantasy Dream Zhenren and all the ghost slaves.

"I have repeatedly researched when refining the Demon Eye, the White Bone Soul Circle should actually be a ring of power condensed by the power of the Nether Ghost, and his power is just the opposite of our Righteous Spirit Power, which is mutually depleting. In the past two days, we have felt that our soul power is rapidly weakening, and this white bone soul circle has played the biggest role, and there is also that black hole flying disk that will also devour our spiritual power.

On the contrary, we suddenly absorbed the supreme spiritual power in the Demon Eye a few hours ago, and soon the netherworld power in the White Bone Soul Circle was wiped out, so it also disappeared. You should be able to feel that after the White Bone Soul Circle disappears, we absorb the aura in the Demon Eye faster, which is why there is no White Bone Soul Circle to continue to consume our spiritual power. ”

"In other words, Master, if they want to get rid of the White Bone Soul Circle, as long as the spiritual power becomes stronger, it's okay?" Song took Liu Lianlang's words in shock.

"That's right!" Liu was sure.

"Haha! Great, the Demon Eye is everywhere anyway, wouldn't it be okay for them to refine the Demon Eye like us?"

"It's not that simple, the master and uncle are all skinny, and their soul power has already been seriously lost, and some of them are running out of oil and drying up. Without a strong enough soul power, it is impossible to refine the Demon Eye. So the main thing for us is to find a way to nourish their souls and improve their soul power.

What I think of now is two ways, one is to refine the soul and inject new souls into them, so that if they have a new soul in their souls, they will naturally have new soul power, and the new soul power can also delay the process of preventing the old soul from being separated.

The second is to find a netherworld food that they can eat to nourish their soul power, just like netherworld plants and trees, which can slowly become stronger. It's a pity that neither of these two methods is feasible now, and there is no star material in the heavenly realm for soul refining, and this kind of netherworld food, I have studied many kinds, but it can't. ”

"Then what should I do, looking at the painful appearance of the master, my heart is really uncomfortable!" Song Zhen's eyes were full of excitement, and when he heard Liu Yanlang's words, he was suddenly full of disappointment.

"Fourth brother, don't be sad, although we can't help them remove the White Bone Soul Circle, we can help them alleviate their pain, they can't absorb the spiritual power in the Demon Eye, but we can, so we can inject spiritual power into them in batches to reduce the weight of the White Bone Soul Circle. And then slowly figure it out. ”

"Oh, yes, but since we can infuse them with spiritual power, can't we get rid of that nasty thing completely, just like we did?"

"No! If it is completely removed, it must be their own Yuan Shen Source Power to do it. What we do is only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. In the end, if you want to completely get rid of the White Bone Soul Circle, the only way to make the master and uncle themselves strong is to make them stronger.

And we do this, it is by no means a long-term solution, because when we replenish their spiritual power, their spiritual power will continue to be consumed every day because of the existence of the White Bone Soul Circle, and in addition, there is a black hole flying disk, which consumes a large amount of soul three times a day. ”

"Hey, I wondered, why are these evil ghosts so weird! Wouldn't it be better enough to let the teacher have a strong soul power to build a project for them? Why torture them one by one to the point of weakness, and then go to work? Doesn't this make the construction of the project slower!"

Song Zhen thought left and right, but couldn't figure it out.

"What the fourth brother said is indeed right, this is really a bit contrary to common sense. It stands to reason that those soul-pumping ghosts who are deadly should have urged them to continue to speed up the project, but they give me the feeling that the main purpose is not this, but the main purpose is to continuously consume the soul power of each ghost slave soldier!"

Liu Yinglang looked around the vast military territory, his eyes were deep, looking at the direction of the distant sea of bone tides, his soul was flying, and he was pulling more and more things that he couldn't figure out.

"Third brother, are you saying that Xuanyang Peng said about the first batch of people?"

Song Zhen asked suddenly.

"He doesn't have to, and he doesn't dare to lie to me, Nuwa Niangniang has created humans twice, it's true. Moreover, the legendary war of the gods of chaos is the god of good and evil, and the evil god is the first batch of people.

In other words, the battle of the gods in the chaotic universe is actually a war between humans and gods, I don't doubt this, but I can't be sure how the first batch of people were evil. It is estimated that it is not just Xuanyang Peng who mentioned that they touched the interests of the primordial gods. ”

"Think about how ignorant we used to be, living in a corner of the world, standing on a cliff, thinking that we saw the whole world, but now it seems that there are so many mysteries of the universe that we don't know. ”

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The two brothers chatted for a long time in the boundless wilderness, and felt that the Dushu Prince's marching camp should be stabilized, so they used the concealment method of the Netherworld Hell that they had just learned, and covered their bodies with a layer of ghostly green color, and then urged the method of breathing.

Liu Lianlang resisted the Immortal Yuan Sword, Song Zhen stood on top of the Blood Qilin, and flew towards the Ghost Slave Beach strangely, looking at the two of them from a distance, but they were just two faint green clouds that could be seen everywhere in the netherworld.

Ghost Slave Beach.

The night wind flowed, and countless tents of the White Bone Soul Circle, under the ghostly green clouds in the air, swayed, making a creaking sound, the sound of the wind, and the sound of the white bones rubbing against each other, which was terrifying to listen to, but this sound was also mixed with extremely sad sobs or sobs.

"Ahem! Brother Dream, when my soul is scattered in the third world, I can still feel the comfortable days of not being whipped by the soul for a day, and I am content! I know that the relationship between the two new fellow refugees and you is extraordinary, and their cultivation is unfathomable, so I must find a way for them to save these fellow monk brothers and sisters from this terrible cage!

I believe they will do it, although I didn't have the chance to see it, but Liao Mang will always pray for you! I'm leaving, take care of Brother Fantasy! Take care everyone! Wait for those two friends to come back, and also take care of the old man!"

It was another night when there were ghost slaves to scatter, but the old man in the third world did not choose to be silently annihilated, he walked to the white bone tent of the illusionary dream real man and said these words, causing a burst of bitter crying within a radius, and then he gathered the last soul power and walked towards the bone tide sea step by step.

There was no figure to see him off, but there was an extremely sad cry, the cry mixed with the squeaky swaying of the bone tent in the night wind, and the Tianyu ghost duck circled, waiting for the old man in the third room to fall, and then rushed up to peck at his remnant soul.

"Quack, quack!"

However, these ghost ducks miscalculated, and their previous experience did not work, so they whimpered and continued to follow him.

The old man in the third room kept shaking in the wind, but he never fell. He stared at the sea of bones with his unruly eyes, thinking about the dignity that Yang Shi should have as the head of a great sect of cultivating immortals, and now he was about to lose his soul, but he couldn't lose the dignity of a monk.

Even if the soul is scattered, but also drift in the sea of demons that they admire, every white bone in the sea of demons is the fighting bones of fighters, legend has it that they have all fought with evil spirits, and their souls are scattered in the white bones of such fighters, let their infinite hope power awaken them again, and kill all evil demons!

"Haha! haha......"

Finally moved to the shore of the Demon Sea, he was the first ghost slave to enter the Demon Sea for countless years, and he laughed loudly as he walked into the depths of the gray-white Bone Tide Sea.

The waves are rolling and the sea breeze is whirling, but silent. Only the laughter of the old man in the third world shook the mountains and the sea, and even the ghost soldiers guarding the outer camp of the Prince of the Underworld who were hundreds of thousands of feet away heard it, they didn't know that this laughter came from the sea of bone tides, but this laughter made them panic in their hearts, and immediately a ghost soldier rushed to the camp to report.

This laughter was also heard by Liu Lianlang and Song Zhen, who were speeding in the Netherworld Heaven, but not only were they not afraid, but they were extremely excited, because this laughter was so strong, it was something that could only be done by the unique spiritual power of a monk in the world, and their voices were full of resentment and the domineering aura of battle.

As the two of them listened, their blood boiled, and their spiritual power surged, instantly breeding a kind of heroic courage that dominated the netherworld.