Chapter 670: The Forest of Resentful Spirits (Page 1/1)

In the next few days, Yi Xuan, who was injured and escaped by using the Xuan Fu, no matter how he changed his position, as long as he paused slightly, he would immediately be caught up by Huaimu and others, and after a few moves, he could only escape with the unparalleled speed of the Thunder Sword, but he could never escape from the pursuit of the Maha Temple monks.

After fleeing like this for a few days, Yi Xuan didn't care about the direction of exploration, and came to the edge of an endless manglin in a hurry, looking back, Huaimu and the others were still in the ghostly pursuit, so they could only grit their teeth and go into the depths of the manglin forest.

This dense forest has grown for many years, exuding an aura of decay and decay, Yi Xuan walked among the tall trees, everywhere you could see all kinds of bones, occasionally there was a burst of smoke and mist, but it was some kind of extremely poisonous miasma, if it weren't for the five-color mark on Yi Xuan's chest The green light flashed and dissolved the poison, I am afraid that he would have died of poison not long after entering.

The five people of the Maha Temple entered the dense forest less than a hundred zhang, and they were blocked by a miasma and did not dare to continue the pursuit, seeing Yi Xuan's back disappearing into the depths of the jungle, Huaimu said viciously: "Don't want to die, you dare to enter the resentful spirit forest, this time you don't need to wait for me to make a move, you will definitely die, let's go ......."

After going deep into the dense forest for half a day, Yi Xuan could no longer feel the breath of Huaimu and the others behind him, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, although he temporarily got rid of the enemy's pursuit, it was also dangerous to find a way out in this impermeable jungle, and even the most basic direction was not clear.

Yi Xuan found a few sparse glades, set up a warning formation, and took out a few pills to recover his injuries, after the battle by the lake, the injuries in his body have not been properly treated, and if he doesn't deal with it, he is afraid that he will hurt the roots, and at the same time, he has no time to recover his spiritual power during the run, if it weren't for Yi Xuan's spiritual power being several times stronger than that of ordinary monks, he would have run out of oil and dried up long ago.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to swallow the elixir, a piercing alarm sounded at the edge of the formation, and an illusory figure floated out of an ancient tree, as if he smelled something delicious, constantly hitting the formation, and at the same time emitting a piercing scream, the sound spread far away in the dense forest, and there were also illusory shadows floating out of the neighboring towering trees, hovering at the edge of the formation.

"Resentful spirits, there are so many resentful spirits!" Yi Xuan couldn't help but be shocked.

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Under normal circumstances, whether it is a monk or a mortal, once it dies, the soul will dissipate and escape into samsara, if it is restricted for some reason, the soul can only stay in the same place, and over time it will generate great resentment, and eventually form a resentful spirit. Because of the resentment in the body, the resentful spirits are extremely hostile to the living, and even want to take away and replace them, so once they encounter the resentful spirits, it is a situation of endless death.

Looking at the dense resentful spirits outside the formation, Yi Xuan felt a little numb, the formation that was randomly arranged just now did not have much protective ability, and it had been attacked by the resentful spirits in a precarious position, Yi Xuan's mind sank into the dantian, and the spiritual power condensed into a hammer, gently hitting the body of the little bell, and an invisible sound wave spread out from his inner body, through the formation, hitting the almost transparent body of the resentful spirit.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock" Three melodious bells rang in a row in the depths of the dense forest, and the resentful spirits who were screaming just now suddenly became stationary, and a red dot on the position of the skull kept flashing, flashing faster and faster, and finally burst open, and the already illusory body of the resentful spirit also dissipated, as if it had never existed in the first place.

"Fortunately, I realized that Xiao Zhong's second supernatural power, the Spirit, happens to be the nemesis of these invisible ghosts, otherwise there will be another big battle today!" Yi Xuan said to himself.

It may be that the soul body was destroyed by Xiao Zhong's divine power, so many resentful spirits were destroyed, but there was not a single soul crystal left, which made Yi Xuan feel that there was a fly in the ointment, after these soul crystals went out, they could be exchanged for points to exchange for spiritual objects, naturally the more the merrier.

Because he knew that there were resentful spirits in the woods, Yi Xuan didn't dare to concentrate on it, so he could only rely on the medicinal power of the elixir itself to recover his injuries, and he didn't dare to use his skills to assist, so it took several days to calm down the injuries and recover his spiritual power, so he chose a direction at random and paced forward.

As the forest went deeper and deeper, the trees became larger, and the color changed from blue-gray to gloomy, and finally turned completely black, and the number of resentful spirits hidden in the forest gradually increased, and the grade also increased, many of the resentful spirits were strangely shaped, some had an extra arm on their chests, some had two animal legs growing on their backs, and there were spiders with human faces, as if they were devouring each other but had not evolved completely.

As long as he wasn't besieged by a large number of resentful spirits, Yi Xuan would try not to use Xiao Zhong's magical powers

In less than a day, he has captured dozens of soul crystals, and all of them are crystal clear and medium-grade quality. In addition, in several places where the Yin Miasma was reborn, it was also a great harvest to find a few Rotten Bone Spirit Flowers, Gloomy Demon Flame Grass, and other spirit grasses that like yin and cold.

Although the harvest in the Manglin is more abundant, but Yi Xuan has always been worried, since entering the Resentful Spirit Manglin, the Eight Extremes Yantian Diagram has completely lost its effect, unable to play the role of distinguishing the direction, in the inaccessible Manglin, except for a slight change in the appearance of the trees, looking in any direction, it is déjà vu, I don't know how to leave, I don't know how to leave, if I can't return at the specified time, I will really be abandoned in this ghostly land that does not see the light of day, and finally become a resentful spirit.

After calming down, Yi Xuan began to use his flying sword every hundred steps to carve marks on the trees he passed by, to ensure that he was not confused by the surrounding environment and always circled in place, but unexpectedly, the trees here were extremely strange, and the carved marks would be restored after a few breaths, and they were unrecognizable at all.

In desperation, Yi Xuan could only change his strategy, cutting down a big tree every hundred steps, aiming the trunk in the direction he was going, and at the same time using the tree stump as a marker, walking like this for several days, but still not finding the edge of the dense forest.

This really made Yi Xuan a little overwhelmed, he didn't notice that a trace of faint gray continued to enter his body through his body, pessimistic and desperate thoughts flashed in his heart repeatedly, and an inexplicable resentment arose, under the rage, Yi Xuan's eight swords were fired together, and the spiritual power in his body was continuously injected into the flying sword, cutting down all the surrounding trees, bulldozing them and then stirring them all into powder.

At this time, Yi Xuan's eyes radiated a stunning red glow, his mind had already fallen into madness, and a voice kept whispering in his ear: "Go on, don't stop, only in this way can you vent the anger in your heart......"

Letting out a beast-like howl, Yi Xuan's sword technique became more and more powerful, and he didn't care about the rapid flow of spiritual power in his body, and the eight flying swords razed the ground within a few miles of the vicinity, but he was still like a demon, and he bombarded indiscriminately without any scruples, blasting out countless pits that were as hard as iron all around, and he didn't know it......

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