As soon as he fought, Wei XVII's arrogance was unexpected, he was armed with a divine blade, restraining the ghost clan like a divine help, the flow of fire was surprised and delighted, the inspiration moved, and he tried his best to swing his limbs and perform the water demon technique, and the sea water within a radius of several miles was suddenly swept away, and the quicksand rolled upside down, flying all over the sky, covering the shadows of people.

Without the sea water blocking it, Wei Seventeen's body turned into a wisp of light smoke, approaching another ghost clan. The ghost clan raised his head and slapped it on the forehead, his head bloomed like petals, and three "Yin Bone Arrows" shot out, flying towards the opponent's chest and abdomen, close at hand.

Wei Qiqi snapped his fingers continuously, puff and puff three times, the Yin Bone Arrow exploded to pieces, but it failed to stop him, the ghost clan knew that it was not good, abandoned the body of the parasitic soul, and a wisp of black smoke drilled into the bone remains of the plesiosaurus under the crotch, and shook it several times, eager to escape. Wei Qiyi slashed his body with a knife, pinched a trick with his left hand, and with a slight move, pulled out a wisp of the opponent's soul and locked it firmly in the palm of his hand. The master was trapped, and the uncontrolled plesiosaur suddenly fell into a frenzy, and its bones made a chaotic sound, entangled Wei Qiqi to chase and beat fiercely, and he never stopped.

Seeing that the momentum was not good, the remaining three ghost clans unanimously urged the plesiosaur, turned around and fled, scrambling into the sea, the white shadow distorted, and suddenly fled. Wei Qiqi waved the Dragon Slaying True Yin Knife, cleanly and neatly broke up the bone frame, and looked up in the direction where the ghost clan had disappeared, thoughtfully. The fire finally couldn't hold it anymore, and the sea water rolled back, setting off a tumbling yellow cloud, stirring up the huge sea area into turbidity.

Wei Qiqi crouched on the back of the flowing fire, hurriedly left the quicksand valley, and the two found a hidden trench at the bottom of the sea, hiding in it to rest. The flowing fire almost ran out of oil, and he devoured more than a dozen Chiyou Demon Pills one after another, lying on his stomach like a dead pig, motionless, his mouth and nose bubbling with bubbles. Wei Qiqi estimated that he couldn't get up for a while, so he stayed aside, spread his palms, stared at the wisps of twisted and struggling ghost souls, and grinned slightly.

The soul of other continents in the sea, it is difficult to keep it if you inhale it rashly into the abdomen to refine, just try the soul search technique, and you should practice it.

Wei 17 and 5 fingers open and close, pinching and calculating, like a charlatan who tells fortunes on the street, and his methods hide mysteries. After only a few breaths, the ghost soul turned into a wisp of light smoke and disappeared in the seawater, he closed his eyes, reminisced about the results of the soul search, and felt a little confident in his heart.

As Liuhuo said, the people of the ghost clan are not prosperous, and the ghost cultivators who have become a climate are less than a hundred, but there are countless ghost things driven by their generation. The ghost clan who rode the plesiosaur to guard outside the quicksand valley was called "Patrol Ding", similar to the "guard" in the demon slave, with the help of the Taiyin Yuan Life Bead, pulling out the seedlings to help them, and forcibly breaking through the "Soul Pass", but that was the end of it, and it was difficult to break through after that.

The shells of those "patrols" are not produced in the abyssal sea, but from the distant continent of Tiye, which is a kind of fruit pod of a different tree, flexible and dense, tightly fitted, quite a bit of a miracle effect of nourishing the soul, and the appearance is somewhat similar to the human body, which is the best way to send the soul to the soul. The ghost clan attaches great importance to the fruit pods, but unfortunately there is no land under the abyssal sea, and the seedlings cannot be planted to reproduce, and the number of fruit pods is limited, and if one is used, there will be one less.

The name of the different tree is "Tiye", and the island of Tiye is named after the tree. The reason why the ghost clan chose to attack from the three continents of Daying, Xingluo, and Lu Huang is that the water vapor is not conducive to cultivation is still secondary, and the key is that the "Daya Tree" can only survive if it is planted on land.

It's a pity that the soul searching method taught by the Heavenly Demon is too domineering, and the captured ghost clan is just a small role, and it can't last too long.

Now is an opportunity, Wei Qiqi decided to wait for the rabbit, waiting for the head of the ghost clan to take the initiative to come to the door.

The trench where he was hiding was not far from the quicksand valley, and he was lifeless in all directions, without the slightest sign of life, and after a day and a night, Wei Qiqi got up to look at the flowing fire, but found that he had hidden the long snake neck under his abdomen, his head was tightly covered, and his body was empty for a while, and his condition was not very good. He couldn't think about it, so he had to leave more than a dozen Chiyou Demon Pills, swim out of the trench alone, and go around the neighborhood for a little inspection.

The reefs at the bottom of the sea bulge like mountains, rugged and steep, stretching endlessly, disappearing into the thick darkness. Wei Qiqi tried to walk under the sea, and his vitality was endless, and the taste of soft bones and crispy muscles was not pleasant, if he had to do so, he wanted to taste it a second time.

Boredom, and it was inconvenient to drop the fire and stay away from the trench, just as he was patrolling, Wei Qiqi suddenly felt a sense in his heart, the sea water condensed into an iron plate, the pressure doubled, and the cold breath scurried around, as if he was in a small ghost cave, on the bank of the River Styx. He didn't know that a great enemy was coming, so he stopped his actions and took care of his sword.

A strange voice came from overhead, flickering near and far, fluctuating, "You are the helper found by Flowing Fire, who killed our patrolman in time?"

Wei Qiqi slowly raised his head, only to see a slender snake-necked dragon skeleton suspended in the seawater, white bones, engraved with countless slender gold threads, and a fist-sized dark stone embedded in his forehead, flashing a black light from time to time. Above the plesiosaur's spine, there stood a ghost clan, covered in black robes, but without a hood to cover his face, his eyes were deep-set, and his complexion was pale, staring at him quietly.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

The ghost clan was silent for a moment, and then said, "My name must not be easily told to others, and it depends on whether you are qualified to hear it." As he spoke, he raised his hand, his five fingers covered with skin and bones, and pinched it towards Wei Seventeen.

This pinch seemed to be slow and fast, Wei Qiqi was about to dodge, the sea water suddenly came from all directions, imprisoning his body, he only felt that his heart jumped suddenly, almost jumping out of his throat, the soul eyes around his body opened and closed, and the spirit was restless, as if he wanted to get out of his body and fly out.

"Huh-" The ghost clan was taken aback, never expecting that there were so many souls hidden in the other party's body, all of them were powerful and extraordinary.

Wei Qiqi's mind moved slightly, urging the true body of the divine soldier, and the five spirits of the six-winged water snake, the black dragon, the Tianlan real person, the Chongming bird, and the pangolin immediately settled down, and the power of the soul permeated the whole body, and he struggled slightly, and the figure suddenly disappeared.

The plesiosaur Huo Ran turned his head and stared at the empty sea water, the dark stone embedded in his forehead sank into the skull, only revealing a shallow corner, and the golden thread on the skeleton shone brightly, bounced up one on the ground, and shot out.

The light and shadow were distorted, and Wei Qiqi's figure reappeared, holding the Dragon Slaying True Yin Knife, a golden thread wrapped around the blade, and it was twisted several times, making its gums sore and weak, and its heart was impetuous.

"Not bad!" The ghost clan approved, raised his foot and stepped lightly, and more than ten golden threads popped out in unison, rushing towards Wei Qiqi like tentacles, forcing him to abandon his sword and dodge.