"Kurong Zhenyan!" Sikong Haoran muttered, his fists clenched, and he was extremely excited.

In order to be able to get Kurong Zhenyan, he risked being killed to deceive half of it from the hands of the half-step Sword Saint Supreme Strongman, Lian Juetian, and now, it was right in front of him, how could he not be excited.

"This girl is right, she knows so much at a young age, and the old man admires it. A hoarse voice came slowly from the side, it was the old man who had just said Soul Killer Lou Luo, only to see him smile evilly: "Soul Killer Lou Luo has just bloomed, and when it absorbs enough soul and flesh, it will give birth to Kurong Zhenyan." ”

"What?" As soon as the old man's words fell, the entire pale red deep valley resounded one after another gasps.

At this moment, in all directions, those mysteries with the phantom of the Soul Slayer Lou Luo burning in their pupils walked towards the deep valley like marionettes, walked towards the Soul Slayer Lou Luo, and then sat next to it.

Everyone could clearly see that their bodies were dissolving at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing their bones.

Chills, fear, horror, despair... It fills everyone's soul and makes them fall into purgatory.

"Senior brother, come back quickly, there is danger ahead!"

"Young master, what's wrong with you, wake up, wake up..."

"Senior sister, don't go forward..."

No matter how much they shouted, how they shook, and how they ran Xuangong, they couldn't wake up a puppet who had lost his soul and was controlled by the Soul Killer Lou Luo.

And some of the mysteries wanted to go to the rescue, but they were soon controlled again and became one of them.

"Stand back, don't look at that reddish glow. I don't know who roared and woke up some of the mysteries who had been controlled for a short time, but in the next moment, the person who spoke was hit into the deep valley by a ghostly black shadow.

"Ahh

The terrible wail lasted less than two breaths before he fell into a stupor, and then under an inexplicable force, his flesh began to slowly melt.

The person who woke up like a dream, his whole body trembled, every pore seemed to be shrinking and spasming, and while he walked back quickly, his cheeks showed a deep palpitation and horror.

No one cared about the person who reminded them, and at this moment there was only deep jealousy in everyone's hearts.

"This Soul Slayer Lou Luo is really terrifying, I never thought that Kurong Zhenyan would be born like this!" Wutong grabbed Sikong Haoran's hand tightly and stood beside him.

As people continued to enter the deep valley, the pale red light became brighter and brighter, and became more and more bright red, even if it was hundreds of zhang away, Sikong Haoran could feel the stinging of his soul.

He wanted to pull out his wrist, but the more he struggled, the tighter the grip became, and after some fruitlessness, he gave up.

"It doesn't seem to be the end here, why haven't the sects, families, scattered cultivators, and other forces who entered this place before disappeared?" The woman in the pink silk dress took a pill, her pale face regained a little ruddy, she was the only one in the Dong Cave Heaven who escaped from the pursuit of the Soul Eater Demon Baby, Yu Wei.

"Do you see that strange grotto? If the old man didn't guess wrong, they were inside, why didn't they appear again, I don't know?" The hoarse voice sounded again, he stretched out his hand and pointed ahead, at the end of the red light, a mysterious grotto towered majestically, the old man was a loose cultivator in Changzhou in the Northern Regions, and asked with a smile.

At the end of the Soul Killer Tower, there is indeed a pitch-black grotto, and if you don't look closely, you really can't find its existence.

He slowly glanced in the direction where Sikong Haoran was, and the powerful soul power that flashed away just now was captured by him, and continued: "Previously, it was rumored that the forces of Ten Thousand Demon Valley Gu Advocate Xiaotang, Wuwei Sword Sect Twenty-Four Bridges and other forces were hunted down and killed because they angered the transformed Soul Devouring Demon Baby, and now there are Sword Demon Qiu Di, the first floor owner Nangong Chu, and other forces have entered one after another, and it must be very lively inside!"

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, it was a different kind of arc, and there was one thing he didn't say, that is, the Soul Eater Demon Cave was mixed with mysterious black shadows. And the grotto may be the real Soul Eater Demon Cave, and the reason why the forces that entered did not come out was not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't!

Sikong Haoran's soul power in the pseudo-heavenly realm caught the gaze cast by the old man, and he immediately became vigilant, looking at the pitch-black grotto through the red light emitted by the soul killing tower, giving him a very depressing, treacherous, and mysterious feeling.

With his soul power, he couldn't penetrate this layer of grotto, and it seemed that there was a layer of enchantment hindering his exploration: "It's the breath of the formation!"

Looking at the ubiquitous Soul Eater Demon Babies and Miasma, they didn't even suffer the slightest bit of damage from Soul Killer Lou Luo, and from the time they came in to the present, they didn't attack again, and the uneasiness in Sikong Haoran's heart became stronger and stronger.

Now that the exits are blocked by the blood-red army of Xuanzhi, and the invasion of the poisonous miasma is becoming more and more serious, it seems that only through the Soul Killing Building Luo Huahai and entering the grotto, can there be a glimmer of life.

Time passed slowly like this, and there were constantly mysteries who lost their minds by the poisonous miasma, and were ingested by the soul killer Lou Luo, and became the flower fertilizer in the dry bones.

"Woo... Babble... Whining... Hee-hee..."

The eerie ghost cries again from the deep valley, the petals of the Soul Slayer Louluo are buzzing and trembling, and the stamens of the flowers are swaying without wind.

"Soul Killer Lou Luo, what a weird flower?" Wutong palpitated, and grabbed Sikong Haoran's wrist tightly.

He couldn't have imagined that the bloody poisonous dill who killed people without blinking would have such a side, but Qingqiu, like a nobody, Sikong Haoran had ten thousand reasons to suspect that this stinky girl was definitely deliberate.

"Stinky boy, look, the Soul Killer Lou Luo is withering," Wutong stretched out his right hand and pointed ahead, and then said in surprise: "Huh... Strange, how did it come back to life?"

The soul power of Qingqiu Pseudo-Heaven Realm also discovered this, and said coldly: "Withering, vigorous, and repeating, the reason why Soul Slayer Lou Luo is like this is because it is giving birth to Kurong Zhenyan!"

"Bang! bang!"

Five zhang away, there were bursts of high-fives, and his eyes bloomed with a smile, and he praised: "The girl's eyes are vicious, yes, Soul Killer Lou Luo has absorbed a lot of soul and flesh, and at this moment it is giving birth to Withering Rong Zhenyan, once it withers and withers, it is a good time to harvest." ”

"Do the girl and the son also take a fancy to it, why don't you join forces with the old man, and you and I will each have a share after getting it!"

Sikong Haoran stood in front of Qingqiu and Wutong, and said silently: "Thank you for the reminder from your predecessors, we have a good intention." ”

The soul power of the old man is on par with him, Kurong Zhenyan is the best material for tempering the soul body, how can such a big temptation be shared with others, if you don't want to use it, you know, the old man must have another purpose.

smiled and smiled without saying a word, turned his head, and his eyes gradually condensed.

"Don't act rashly later, the army of Soul Eater Demon Infants, Miasma, and Blood-Red Occultists has not taken the initiative to attack since they came here, and this has nothing to do with Soul Killer Lou Luo and Kurong Zhenyan!" Sikong Haoran did not look back, and two soul sounds came into the ears of Qingqiu and Wutong.

"Stinky boy, you're going to rob Kurong Zhenyan!" Wutong came to his side and whispered, wanting to hold his hand again, but was dodged by Sikong Haoran.

"Don't act rashly yet, this deep valley is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface," Qingqiu held the cicada wings in his hand, and a soul voice came out: "Let them explore the reality first, and then wait for the opportunity to move!"

Her soul realm is now also a pseudo-heaven realm, and Kurong Zhenyan also has a fatal attraction to her, looking at the soul killing Lou Luo who is hovering in withering and vigorous, the depths of her pupils bloom with a scorching light.

"Woo... Babble... Woo..."

The eerie cry is like a requiem, and the soul-killing Lou Luo withers one after another.

At this moment, hundreds of figures sprang out from all directions, moving towards the position where the withered fireworks were blooming in the deep valley.

"Haha... It's mine!" A man with sword eyebrows roared in his heart, and when he touched the fireworks, his five fingers turned to ashes in a horrified gaze.

"Ahh

A terrible scream pierced the gray sky, and the Soul Eater Infant and Miasma above his head pierced a pair of blood-red eyes. The flames did not go out, but climbed quickly up his arm, and in less than three breaths, the sword-eyed man was wiped out by the withered fireworks.

With his death, it seemed to cause a chain reaction, and humanoid fireballs were flying around, but all the mysteries they touched were all burned in flames.

A terrible wail came and went, and the same door and friends who were still beside him just now were separated by yin and yang in an instant, and the entire deep valley was like a hell.

Those who had not yet approached were so frightened that they turned back faster than when they went, and some even fell to the ground in panic, rolling and crawling back to their original places.

"Is this?" Fish retreated with his sword, his cheeks once again covered in paleness.

"Sacrifice!" The voice of the smile was cold, and the fireworks in the eyes gradually extinguished: "Use their vitality, flesh and blood, and soul to make Kurong Zhenyan grow again!"

The scene from ten days ago reappeared in his mind again, the same picture, the same figure with fireworks burning all over his body.

"Zizi!"

This is the cracking sound from the depths of the deep valley, this is the fierce sound coming from the burning space of the withered fireworks.

"Woo!"

The Soul Eater Demon Infant broke away from the Void Stone Pillar and fell like a meteorite, and the miasma was not far behind, and as its eyes shook, the rolling poisonous miasma poured down like the Nine Heavens Milky Way.

In the entire gray sky, a great battle broke out again between the Xuanzhi and the Xuan, and between the Xuanzhi and the demonic beasts, and the targets of their competition were the two withered glory Zhenyan in the deep valley.

The old man asked with a smile, his figure faded, and as he left, in all directions, a figure disappeared in the deep valley filled with poisonous fog.

Sikong Haoran left a soul sound, and the wind trail cloud shadow walked down the crowd of sword qi at nine times the speed of his body, and he had to get Kurong Zhenyan, even if it was only a small share.

"Sister, is the stinky boy in danger?" Looking at the poisonous mist in the sky, the Soul Eater Demon Infant and the Miasma that made a terrible roar, Wutong asked with great concern.

"No more, no less!" Qing Qiu's voice was deep as it had never been before, and the soul power of the pseudo-heavenly realm guarded against the dangers that would appear around him at any time.

"Boom!"

The gloomy world erupted with the roar of Xuan Qi, the sound of sword qi piercing through space, and the sound of skin and flesh tearing...

At nine times the speed of his body, Sikong Haoran is like a ghost floating in the poisonous mist, no matter how strong his qi and blood are, he can't stay here for a long time, he must grab Kurong Zhenyan as soon as possible.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here, it's mine!"

"Kurong Zhenyan is an ownerless thing, and those who can live in it, since you are looking for death, then I will send you to see the king of Hades!"

"Ahh Put it down!"

"Since I can't get it, you can't think of it!"

In the poisonous mist, the burning fireworks of Kurong Zhenyan were shattered by a sharp sword gang, and it exploded like a beam of fireworks that soared into the sky.

Dozens of terrible screams followed, and some of the mysteries' chests, arms, heads, and throats were pierced by the fireworks, and then turned into a pile of dust between the tumbling and the collision.

"It's now!" Sikong Haoran, who was hidden in a low-lying area, stepped out and appeared next to a small cluster of withered Rong Zhenyan, and water droplets the size of grapes rolled to the ground, and then he used his soul power to roll into a glass jade bottle.

"Hiss! hiss!" Sikong Haoran's soul seemed to be in the midst of a torrent of hot magma, and the pain of burning souls made him grin for a while, if it weren't for the fact that his soul had devoured the Netherworld Ghost Fire of the Dry Bone Undead Commander, with the help of the Soul Refining Ding, he really couldn't bear the pain of this cone soul splitting.

After a while, he collected three more drops in the glass jade bottle, and when he wanted to leave, the soul ocean sent out a death alarm, and a dagger pierced the back of his heart!

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