The mountains of Soul Eaters stared at the arrival of Zhou Feng and the others with a pair of golden eyes, they were very quiet, as if these guys were dumb, and there was not a single roar.

"Brother Pig, you protect Yimei, I'll open the way ahead. Zhou Feng turned around and said to Xue Zhongzhu, at this time he pulled out the Tongtian Xuanlong Sword with his backhand, the red light was shining and extremely sharp.

"You have to be careful. Xue Zhongzhu said with concern.

Zhou Feng smiled, holding a red sword and rushing towards the group of soul-devouring beasts like thousands of troops.

Xue Zhongzhu didn't dare to be careless, his right hand clenched Xue Xiao, and his left hand helped Yimei to be very close behind Zhou Feng.

Yimei, who had a painful experience in the Soul Eater Mountain, closed her eyes and curled up behind the snow, not daring to look at this bloody and brutal scene again.

A howl, like a ghost's howl, shook through the mountains, breaking the silence, and then the howl rang out into a single one, forming a sea of sound like an ocean, spreading in all directions.

The tide of soul eaters frantically flocked to Zhou Feng and the three of them, dust flying, and the earth hummed.

The red light flew up and down, and pieces of blood mist sprayed in the air, and Zhou Feng was like a dragon crossing the river churning and jumping in the sea of beasts. He danced the red sword in his hand to draw a brilliant arc, and the stumps and broken arms flew all over the sky. The Tongtian Xuanlong Sword is an ancient divine sword, sharp and incomparable, it hurts when it is rubbed, and it dies when touched, it is danced into a red mang in Zhou Feng's hands, and where the fierce sword qi passes, blood and water gush out.

Soul Eaters are ferocious and powerful, but their defenses are extremely weak. In the face of the Tongtian Xuanlong Sword and Xue Xiao, these strange beasts were not vulnerable at all.

Zhou Feng's tense mood gradually relaxed, and the red sword swung left and right, as if cutting a watermelon, killing the attacking Soul Eater Beast. The Tongtian Xuanlong Sword in his hand was nourished by the blood, and the evil qi increased greatly, and the red glow was shining.

Zhou Feng could feel the joy of the red sword in his hand, and there was a slight humming sound, and the violent aura of the sword became heavier and heavier.

The candle god once said that the excessive strength of the divine sword will affect the sharpness of the sword body, reduce the condensation of the sword qi, and it is not easy to cultivate the sword.

While wielding the red sword, Zhou Feng condensed his mind to force out the evil qi absorbed by the sword body, and the turbid red mangs became bright, as if they had just been forged from the furnace.

Along the way, the corpse of the Soul Eater lay on the ground, and the bright red blood sprayed on the brown soil layer, drying up in an instant.

Later, when those Soul Eaters saw Zhou Feng rushing towards them, they all fled to both sides, like defeated soldiers whose sharpness was greatly reduced, and they were timid.

After fighting all the way, Xue Zhongzhu felt that these Soul Eaters were not as brave as they imagined, and their combat ability was not very strong, they should only rely on numbers to win. This allowed him to deduce that his parents would never be killed by these beasts, and that they should have passed through Soul Eater Mountain.

Fu Heng and his wife are known as the Terran Mandarin Duck Twin Immortals, their cultivation is already on the edge of the gods, the combat effectiveness of the two of them is quite strong, they have hunted 10,000 year spirit beasts, if they deal with these soul devouring beasts, it should be easy.

Without the resistance of the Soul Eater, the speed of Zhou Feng and Xuezhong's running speed increased a lot. The mountain peaks were left far behind, and there were very few soul eaters on the road, until there was not a single one to be seen.

"Sister Imei, we've made our way through the Soul Eater Mountain. Zhou Feng paused and said to the little boy who was huddled behind him in the snow.

But when Zhou Feng's eyes fell on the little boy, he was stunned and exclaimed, "Yimei, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, Xue Zhongzhu also felt that the weight of the little boy behind him was decreasing, and the place where his left hand was holding was obviously shriveled. She immediately stopped and lowered the little boy to the ground.

At this time, Yimei's body was as dry as the withered branches of an old tree, there was no fresh flesh and blood, his spiritual power was almost lost, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was weak.

Suddenly, the shriveled little boy slowly opened his mouth and said, "If my physical body is not replenished with fresh energy, it will become like this, and it will turn into dung after a long time. ”

"Yimei, is the energy you are talking about those big bugs?" Zhou Feng asked as if he had realized something.

"Yes, but this corpse is gone, and unless I find another fresh corpse, my soul will dissipate in this silver light. However, I can also find a dark cave to hide, but this is only temporary. Yimei said with some frustration, she finally escaped from the Soul City, but she was facing the situation of soul flying and was in a low mood.

"Brother Pig, what should I do?" Zhou Feng looked at Xue Zhongchai with hope, hoping that this great power would have a good way.

Xue Zhongzhu did not directly answer Zhou Feng's question, but took out a small white jade bottle from her body, this jade bottle was the same size and shape as the jade bottle where she put the pill, but the jade bottle was carved with strange patterns, it was actually a complete human skeleton, and the body of the skeleton was flowing with a white halo, like a living thing.

"Yimei, the yin qi in this bottle is vigorous, and it is very good for your soul, it is better for you to take refuge here for a while, and then come out when you find a suitable corpse. Xue Zhongzhu held the white jade bottle in the palm of his hand and handed it to the shriveled little boy.

The little boy stared at the white jade bottle feebly, and felt a cool breath like flowing water flowing from the mouth of the bottle, making the soul in his body flutter.

"Thank you, Brother Xue!" As he spoke, a void shadow floated out of the little boy's mouth and into the jade bottle like smoke.

Zhou Feng narrowed his eyes, approached the mouth of the bottle and looked inside, and saw a very beautiful little girl dancing inside, as if she was very excited.

"Brother Pig, what kind of treasure is this?" Zhou Feng asked greedily, very rare.

"It's called the Soul House, it's specially used for ghosts, and it's not a treasure. In the snow, Zhou Feng smiled slightly, and said lightly.

"Brother Pig, how many treasures are still hidden in you, can you tell my brother? At this time, Zhou Feng began to circle around the snow one by one, very close, he wanted to see what treasures this guy had, except for the faint body fragrance, he didn't see anything.

The snow flashed outward, and said with a blushing face: "How can anyone look at people like this, if I hadn't treated you as a brother, I would have wiped you with a sword." ”

In the snow, he made a fierce movement to wipe his neck.

"Hehe...... hey" Zhou Feng scratched his head, at this time he looked like a two-skin face, no matter what you did, he didn't care.

"Brother Xue, you are so beautiful in this bottle, so big, can Brother Xue hear me?"

At this time, the sweet voice of the girl came from the white jade bottle in the hand of the snow, like flowing water in the forest.

"Sister Yimei, you can hear it! you can hear it!" Zhou Feng leaned in front of the white jade bottle again and grabbed the words, and listened carefully with his ear close to the mouth of the bottle.

"Little madman, I can hear your voice too, but it doesn't seem to be as good as Brother Xue's voice. ”

It's too hurtful to self-esteem, Zhou Feng snorted at the bottle with disdain, and dodged to the side.

She smiled like a flower in the snow: "Sister Yimei, you can touch your hand on the wall of the bottle, so that you can see the scenery outside, and we can also see your appearance." ”

"Really? I'll try. ”

Suddenly, the skeleton on the body of the white jade bottle shone brightly, and with the flow of the white halo, it actually came to life, and a beautiful white and quiet little girl in green perfectly replaced the skeleton.

"Sister Yimei, you are very beautiful, but you are not as beautiful as your brother Xue. Zhou Feng stuck out his tongue at the little girl on the white jade bottle, as a reward.

"Little madman brother, you are telling the truth, my brother Xue is a great beauty that I admire...... Big beautiful man, of course prettier than me. The Imei in the bottle seemed to have almost slipped her mouth, and looked timidly at Xue Zhongchai with a tight little face.

In the snow, he smiled and said nothing, and his clear eyes revealed a trace of delicacy.

"Sister Yimei, can't you praise me twice?" Zhou Feng pleaded with hurt self-esteem.

"Well, let me think about it. Ime, on the white jade bottle, lifted her head and tilted her head, looking thoughtful.

Zhou Feng completely collapsed, put away the red sword in his hand, and said angrily: "Don't think about it, in the eyes of your little girl, I am a fireball." ”

"Yes, yes, the little madman brother is so smart, he can guess it. Imei laughed.

Xue Zhongzhu couldn't help but laugh and said, "Little madman, Sister Yimei praises you for being smart." ”

Zhou Feng's face was full of black lines, and he no longer spoke, he knew that the more he talked, the greater the blow.

"Okay, let's stop making trouble. Sister Yimei, you take a rest in the bottle first, and I'll take you out for a while to breathe. Little madman, we still have a long way to go from the ruins of the gods, so let's hurry up. As he spoke, Xue Zhong gradually put the white jade bottle into his sleeve. In the hinterland of Wanyuan Mountain, she and Zhou Feng still have a long way to go, and the subsequent danger will become greater and greater, and life and death are unpredictable.

Passing through the Soul Eater Mountains, there is an endless desert in front of you.

The golden desert is like the undulating sea, uneven, the wind blows the sand, the silver light is sprinkled, and the golden waves are inundant.

"It's desert again!"

Zhou Feng said dejectedly, although he was very heat-resistant, he didn't like this desolate place.

"What's the matter, you've been to the desert before?" Xue Zhongzhu looked at Zhou Feng'er and asked with a smile.

"I've been, and it's miserable, I almost didn't die there. When it comes to sadness, Zhou Feng's eyes are full of Lin Qiuyao's figure, and his heart is sour.

"How long have we been in this hinterland? Seeing Zhou Feng's boredom with the desert, he suddenly felt physically and mentally exhausted for some reason, and his lips were dry, perhaps this was also a visual reaction.

"Brother Pig, this ghost place is daylight all day long, and I can't even find the feeling of sleeping, who knows how many days we've been in. And except for the pond under the ground gate, there is no place with water so far, but the brother can think of a way for Brother Pig. Zhou Feng grumbled, and when he saw sweat stains oozing from his cheeks in the snow, he decided to go and find a water source.

Finding water in the desert is extremely difficult, first according to your own judgment to find a low-lying riverbed, and then look for a place on the riverbed where plants grow, the more lush the place, the greater the chance of water. If you can't do it, you can follow the animals in the desert, and maybe you can find a river or a waterhole. If you can't do it, you will wait for rain from heaven (which is almost impossible to meet), or wait for death by thirst.