Far from decreasing, the number of people who walked in from outside the 100,000 mountains grew, swarming like locusts.

One by one, they were in a hurry, and they talked about the ancient ruins found in the depths of the 100,000 mountains.

For those of them who lick blood at the knife all year round, chaos, danger, hunting, and predation are just a kind of spice in life.

Sikong Haoran turned his head and hid the sadness in his eyes, he did not forget the purpose of coming to the 100,000 Mountains this time, holding his head high, carrying his sword, facing the roar of the demonic beasts, and walking towards the east of the 100,000 Mountains.

"Hey... Young man, the direction is reversed, the ancient ruins are in the north!" Murong Yuan pointed in the direction where the crowd was going, and said towards Sikong Haoran, looking a little anxious.

Sikong Haoran ignored his words and just walked towards the east. After a while, the speed of the Wind Trace Cloud Shadow Body became faster and faster, and a figure appeared in Murong Yuan's sight.

"You wait for me, ......!" Murong Yuan felt incredible when he saw the figure disappearing in front of him.

After walking a distance, one of his figures appeared on the left and one on the right a hundred meters apart, and then Sikong Hao disappeared from Murong Yuan's field of vision.

"This kid's body is so weird, the figure that comes out of the illusion is exactly the same as himself, and even the breath is the same, what a mysterious guy. Murong Yuan stood at the bottom of a towering tree, thoughtful, and slapped the folding fan in his hand on the palm of his left hand, "The breath actually appeared in four directions in this place, carving insects, trying to get rid of me, hum..." ”

Sikong Haoran hid in the treetops of one of the towering trees, and he left a breath in all four directions of this place, and the breath in one direction was slightly more than the other three directions, and it was not difficult to find this with Murong Yuan's strength.

He didn't leave the treetops immediately, he didn't make a sound, and even his own breath gradually returned to nothingness, he didn't want to be known by other people about this experience, the cultivation of "Soul Decision" needed to devour the soul of the demonic beast, if Murong Yuan followed him, he would inevitably discover the uniqueness of the exercises, and he knew this more clearly than anyone else.

"It shouldn't be, I searched in all four directions, but I didn't find any trace of him, I think I am dignified Murong Yuan in the Hidden Sword Tower, that is also a genius who everyone wants to stammer, I didn't expect that one day I would be disliked, this... What is the name of this kid, I even forgot to ask, since we are in the 100,000 Great Mountain, there will be a day when we will meet again!" Murong Yuan stopped and stood where he had just appeared, gently shaking the folding fan, going back and forth for such a long time, his chest only rose and fell slightly, a pair of Danfeng eyes opened and closed slightly, the corners of his mouth snorted lightly, and disappeared in place.

Sikong Haoran looked at his distant back, and did not leave immediately, but waited for half an hour before jumping down from the treetops.

stepped on a small grass, and disappeared in place at six times the speed of the Wind Trace Cloud Shadow Method, and the small grass that was stepped on by Sikong Haoran only bent down slightly, and then stood up his tenacious body again, and shook his head in the direction of the light through the branches.

The night of the 100,000 mountains is not as noisy as the bustling city, the silent night sky is swaying a little starlight, and occasionally there are a few roars of demonic beasts in the forest, and the seemingly calm night sky is flashing with a pair of green eyes.

Sikong Haoran hid behind a tree trunk, surrounded by many tiny shrubs, and his right hand clutched the hilt of his sword. Directly in front of him, the four-headed Howling Moon Celestial Wolf of fifth-order primary strength was facing the moonlight.

The fifth-order junior Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf had already begun to have spiritual intelligence compared to the strength of the junior sword master of the Great Sword Cultivator, so any noise around them would cause them to notice.

The Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf with the fifth-order primary strength is not enough to be afraid of the current Sikong Haoran, but the noise and bloody smell caused by it will definitely make the surrounding demonic beasts breeze, so they must find an accurate time to kill with one blow.

At the moment when they lowered their heads, Sikong Haoran's figure disappeared behind the tree trunk, and a cold cold light swept through the throats of the two howling moon wolf.

Immediately after that, a sword stabbed into the abdomen of another Howling Moon Celestial Wolf, and the fierce sword qi overflowed in his body, and all the five internal organs in his body were severely damaged, and some of them had already flowed down the wound, staining a large area under his body.

Before he could react, a foot stomped on his waist, and the clattering sound spread throughout the wolf's body, and before he could let out a whimper, he fell to the ground.

Flying six times faster, he headed towards the other Howling Moon Wolf, and just as he was about to roar, a long soul needle pierced his sturdy skull, and the sharp edge pierced his throat in his confused eyes.

Sikong Haoran quickly wiped on their heads, and the souls of the four Howling Moon Heavenly Wolves were tightly grasped by him in the palm of his hand.

"Only the soul power of the intermediate level of the mortal realm!!!!" When Sikong Haoran sighed, a fast-moving black shadow appeared in the soul sight, and in an instant, it appeared in the pitch-black night sky, approaching in the direction where he was.

At the moment when Sikong Hao disappeared, a black shadow the size of a baby appeared next to the corpse of the Howling Moon Celestial Wolf, he wandered and flashed, and then let out a baby-like cry and anger, chasing in the direction of the aura emanating from the soul of the Whistling Moon Celestial Wolf.

Soul Eater Infant eats souls for food, whether it is a kind of human or an abominable human, he is the target of his hunt.

Sikong Haoran found his traces in the moment when he took away the soul of the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf, and he didn't have time to absorb it, and the wind trail cloud shadow dodged and fled.

Sikong Haoran didn't know what the level of this Soul Eater Demon Infant was, but his attack methods that could create dreams for people were really terrifying.

Last time in the misty forest of the Western Regions, grandpa told him about the power of the Soul Eater Demon Baby, the scream it emitted was a sonic attack, once it fell into, it would be intoxicated in the dream and unable to extricate itself, eating away at the soul power little by little until death, until death, his face was blooming with a smile or fear in the dream world.

One man and one beast are running in the great mountains of 100,000, one is fleeing, and one beast is chasing.

"Bah... Bah!"

The speed of the Soul Eater Demon Infant was no less than that of Sikong Haoran, who exerted six times his speed, and followed closely behind him, he was very angry in his heart, this hateful human being was so fast, the sharp fangs bloomed with cold light in the starlight, and his eyes became more and more gloomy, and he sent out a sound wave like a baby's cry towards Sikong Haoran, who was erratic in front of him.

Sikong Haoran felt a little echo in his eardrums, and with some preparation, the attack of the Soul Eater Demon Infant was not a threat to him, but he did not take it lightly, and was on guard everywhere.

From the Eater of Souls

In this series of performance analysis, he is at least a fifth-order intermediate strength, which is equivalent to the peak of the primary level of the Great Sword Master, and he is a tricky opponent.

Sikong Haoran paused slightly as he fled, or shook his head as he fled, and a little star flashed in his eyes.

A figure identical to Sikong Haoran's deity appeared directly in front of the Soul Eater Demon Baby, both in terms of breath and running posture. The Soul Eater thought that the sonic attack he unleashed had sent the abominable human to sleep.

So it flashed behind him, sharp claws pierced through the back of his heart, and the body pierced by him did not show any bloodstains, only a faint soul breath, and he was alarmed, and quickly retreated.

A soul ray flew from the heart of the figure he pierced, and the soul eater infant's grim eyes were filled with monstrous anger, and his retreating body slapped the soul light on him with one claw.

Another soul ray also followed up on the top of his head, and before he had time to dodge, an invisible soul light shrouded his entire head, and then let out a cry that was even more terrible than before.

"Bang!"

At the moment when the Soul Eater Demon Infant sent out a sonic attack, Sikong Haoran's figure appeared above his head, and a sharp sword qi slashed at his weak body with a wrinkled sword intent.

The Soul Eater Demon Infant was deeply trapped in the solid soil, and he felt as if his whole body was about to be torn apart, especially this hateful human, with a trace of murderous aura in his sword, and even a trace of anger mixed with it, making his entire consciousness extremely drowsy, and bleeding from his seven orifices.

Sikong Haoran had a splitting headache, and the pain like a soul tearing was unbearable, although the soul blocked part of the attack, and the "Soul Decision" secret technique also wrapped the soul ocean, but he was still attacked by a part of the sound waves of the Soul Eater Demon Baby, and shook his head heavily, he knew that it was not the time to rest, and he had to take advantage of the moment when the Soul Eater Demon Infant was injured by his sword intent to give him a fatal blow.

Under the speed of six times the speed of the wind and cloud shadows, the fourth form of the Haoran Sword Technique with a fierce sword aura locked the whole body of the Soul Eater Demon Baby, and one after another sword qi slashed at his body, and the Soul Eater Demon Infant let out a terrible baby cry.

The moment Sikong Haoran fled the pit, his left hand tightly pinched his throat, and the "Soul Decision" was running rapidly, wisps of soul soul silk gushed out from the body of the Soul Eater Demon Baby, and the terrible scream echoed in the night sky.

The Soul Eater Demon Infant resisted in horror, trying to break free from the clutches of this hateful human being, but no matter how he resisted, it was useless, a pair of sharp claws slid quickly in the air, and one after another claw marks cut through Sikong Haoran's palm, and the cone-like sting pain made his whole person unusually awake, and the stainless steel sword came out of his hand, and then slapped a palm on the chest of the Soul Eater Demon Baby, shattering all the vitality in his body.

In Sikong Haoran's mind, with the continuous infusion of the soul of the Soul Eater Demon Baby, a vague four-way furnace appeared in the ocean of soul power, according to the record of "Soul Decision", this four-way furnace is called "Soul Refining Ding", which requires a large number of souls to condense.

The "Soul Refining Ding" bloomed with a faint golden light, and as the last trace of the soul of the Soul Eater Demon Infant disappeared into it, the mournful infant cry of the Soul Eater Demon Infant in the sea of soul power also returned to nothingness.

Sikong Haoran didn't have the heart to pay attention to other things, the sound here would definitely cause the arrival of other demonic beasts and practitioners around him, picked up the stainless steel sword on the ground, his left hand was still pinched on the throat of the Soul Eater Demon Baby, and disappeared into a messy dark night sky.