At this moment, the dialect is also miserable, and it is extremely dangerous, even more dangerous than facing the tomb of the king just now.

After devouring the soul and ghost of the dialect's essence and blood, after digesting the soul of Wang Ling, the strength finally broke through the limitations of the dialect, and did not retreat into the soul bone as the dialect wanted, but entered the body of the dialect.

As soon as he came out of the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den, Fang Yan once again entered his sea of knowledge, and the six strong ghosts on the opposite side were looking at him with fierce eyes.

What reassures Fang Yan a little is that the six ghosts on the opposite side don't seem to be so united, they are also confronting each other, it is said that the ghosts are only the lowest existence, they have always acted instinctively, and if no one controls them, they will attack each other, and strive to devour their opponents to strengthen themselves, but these ghosts seem to have their own thoughts.

Fang Yan didn't know whether it was good or bad, no matter what, he always gave himself a chance to breathe, and hurriedly ran the Divine Concentration Technique to condense himself, in this case, the refining of the Divine Pill was extremely fast, but it had been refined a lot in the fight just now, and the remaining part only slightly supplemented the Divine Consciousness of the Dialect, far from reaching the perfect state.

Several ghosts finally couldn't help it and bit each other, of course, they didn't forget the dialect, and two of them rushed forward towards the dialect.

It's not the first time I've encountered this situation, Fang Yan is not as helpless as last time, as long as it's not the six of them dealing with him together, Fang Yan looked at the two ghosts rushing towards him left and right, and had a plan in his heart.

It's useless to fight any spells and magic weapons here, relying on brute force, the two ghosts quickly arrived at Fang Yan's side, Fang Yan flashed to the side, and the two ghosts with low intelligence met, and they suddenly couldn't care about Fang Yan on the side, and they both bit up.

There is not much room for dialects to dodge, there are six ghosts around, and dialects can only muster their strength, dodging in the cracks, and sometimes they can't dodge or are bitten by passing ghosts.

Now these ghosts are more ferocious than the dialect, each of them wants to devour each other, even if they are seriously injured, with the continuous biting, the spirit that has just been generated does not work, and they are engaged in the most primitive fighting.

Fang Yan was secretly happy, the current dialect against a ghost, with its own wisdom, can win, but it will also be very laborious, if the last two sentences will definitely be devoured, Fang Yan naturally refuses to put himself in danger for one.

A dialect circling between the six ghosts finally saw the opportunity, took advantage of its unpreparedness, bit off a piece from one of the ghosts, and immediately floated to the side, and when the other party reacted, it was no longer a dialect next to him, but another ghost, and the two of them tore again.

A stream of pure energy soaked into the divine soul, and once again I felt the comfort from the divine soul, which was much easier to absorb than the medicinal power of the Divine Pill, and a small piece, the fatigue of the dialect divine soul disappeared by a small half.

The dialect that got the benefit put on a guerrilla warfare posture, shuttling back and forth between the six ghosts, not biting off a piece of energy from them to enrich himself.

Although the six ghosts are not much different, they are still high and low after all, and while the dialect continues to grow, there are also two ghosts over there who devoured one soul ghost, and suddenly became much stronger and more solid than the other three.

The three weak ghosts also seemed to have noticed the changes in their opponents, and they scattered in the direction of being far away, and after digesting the energy in their bodies, the two ghosts who were unforgiving quickly chased after the others, as if they wanted to devour a few weak ones separately, and then fight again.

Fang Yan knew that if he let these two strong souls devour one, his situation would be dangerous, and the current plan was to devour a weak ghost first, so that he could have the capital to fight against the two souls who had become stronger.

The two ghosts pursued the two weak ones in two directions, and the dialect also floated towards the last weak one, and now he didn't care about being injured or not, if he couldn't take down the ghost in front of him before the other party became stronger, then he would really have to explain it here today.

The ghost in front also discovered the dialect that was pursuing, and seeing that it was not the two strong men just now, it seemed that it also wanted to devour the dialect and then go back to fight, so it stopped and pounced on the dialect behind it.

Every injury is a pain from the soul, and the dialect guards his heart, knowing that as long as there is a trace of carelessness at this moment, it is the result of the soul scattering, and he endures the pain of drilling his heart, and carries out the most primitive fight with the ghost in front of him, the most direct bite.

Whether there is wisdom or not is obvious is obvious, although the dialect is similar to the ability of this ghost at the moment, and the two sides are also you bite me, and I will bite you, but the dialect every time makes the other party want to go to the most sparse place of his energy, such as fingers, arms, etc., and the places where he bites are the parts with thick energy, shoulders, back, etc.

The two sides are evenly matched, the balance of victory is gradually tilted in favor of the dialect, and the ghost in front of him also feels that the situation is not good, and wants to get out of the fight, where can the dialect allow it to escape, the dialect has already sensed it, a ghost has devoured another weakling, and has become stronger, and at this moment it is heading towards the two ghosts over there.

Fang Yan can only hold on to the other party by devouring the ghost in front of him as soon as possible, fortunately, this one in front of him has become weak, not the opponent of Fang Yan, the battle over there is not over, Fang Yan finally devoured the ghost in front of him, as the core energy of the soul and ghost is immersed in the soul, Fang Yan once again feels comfortable from the inside out, it turns out that the core energy of the soul and the body surface are different, no wonder those two ghosts will become so powerful.

Fang Yan felt that his spirit had grown a lot, although it was not as strong as the one over there, but it was not worse than the other, Fang Yan didn't dare to slack off, and immediately rushed over there after digesting it.

Sensing the arrival of the dialect, the three ghosts who were fighting stopped, and the dialect still had two strong ones standing in the shape of a zigzag, surrounded by the weakest one, who had less than half of the energy left.

The confrontation didn't last long, and the three on the periphery rushed towards the weak one in the middle almost simultaneously.

The weak man had no resistance at all, and was divided into three pieces by the three.

Fang Yan looked at this piece of energy in his hand, and was naturally very satisfied, it was the core energy that he had been focusing on for a long time, and he just put it in his mouth as soon as he retreated, and without waiting for digestion, Fang Yan rushed towards the strongest one.

He can't make it stronger anymore, and after refining this core by himself, it's still slightly inferior, so it would be best if he could snatch the piece in his hand.

Within the sea of knowledge, the movements of the dialect soul are extremely fast, and it almost does not take time to retreat and advance, but the soul ghosts with a little wisdom first digest and improve their own energy after getting the energy, but they don't know that the first strike is strong, and the dialect just put the core energy into his mouth and rushed over again.

Instead of attacking the main body, it went towards the piece of energy in its mouth, and the simple-minded ghost didn't expect this change to be taken away by the dialect from most of the energy from its mouth.

Dialect immediately retreated after succeeding, and then did not make direct contact with it, began to digest the energy he obtained, and soon, dialect digested all the energy in his mouth, as long as the dialect at this moment prevented the two souls from devouring each other, it occupied an invincible position, with dialect on the side, even if the two of them wanted to really fight, dialect first cooperated with the weaker one to attack the strongest one, and in the case of two to one, finally consumed the energy of both sides to the point that the difference was not much.

When the overall situation has been decided, Fang Yan is no longer polite, and kills the weakest one, and before the other one can react, this one is swallowed up by the dialect, and the dialect at this moment is the strongest, and there is only one ghost left in front of him, it feels the strength of the dialect, and no longer dares to have the idea of fighting.

Fang Yan felt the message of surrender from the divine soul, and also stopped devouring, his divine soul gained a lot this time, although the soul in front of him will become more powerful after devouring it, but leaving him to re-practice in the soul bone seems to help him more, but in the future, he must pay attention to the ghost backlash.

According to the sacrificial training method in the soul bone, the dialect played a trick, and the soul ghost in front of him did not dare to resist a little, so he obediently accepted the sacrifice from the dialect, and then followed the dialect to withdraw from the sea of knowledge and returned to the soul bone.

"Brother Fang, you're awake. ”