I don't know how long it took, Yang Xuan woke up faintly, shook his head, it seemed that his mind was still a little unclear, the pain in his body had weakened a lot, and when he looked down, the original terrifying scars had scabbed at the moment. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Finally, the pen box made of nanmu exploded into the end of the year as early as the previous battle, Yang Xuan felt the emptiness behind him, sighed, and his expression was very helpless.

Regrouped, stretched out his hand and touched the original hideous wound on his body, "This...... It's weird."

Sinking his mind, his mind reached out and wandered around his body, and after a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief...... Most of the injuries are healed, could it be the effect of the so-called exquisite jade body?"

As soon as he thought of this, he was suddenly startled, and Fan Chen's pen was held tightly, and he saw that there was no figure of Hu Yanbo and Yijiang on his side, so he relieved his heart, "I remember, they came in with me, why is there no news......?" This ghost forest is too quiet."

In this way, he had the heart to carefully observe the environment he was in, except for Yang Xuan's own slight gasp, there was no abnormal sound around him, but this was what made people feel the most frightened.

In front of me is a dark jungle, for some reason, the place is soaked in an eerie dark tone, and the foliage that should be green looks particularly oppressive.

After stopping in place for a while, Yang Xuan regained some physical strength, and made full preparations when his body moved, so as to deal with all kinds of dangers that may arise at any time, after all, this place is still very unfamiliar, and it is so strange, those two enemies don't know where they are, it's always right to be careful.

After walking for a while, Yang Xuan's brows twisted into a ball, and during this time, he walked out of a distance of nearly a thousand meters, but the surrounding scenery did not change, and it looked the same, which made him have to wonder if he had fallen into the formation.

Before he could think about it, his eyes flashed, Yang Xuan suddenly turned around, and the dantian Zhenyuan quickly circulated throughout his body, but what he saw made his scalp tingle, and he involuntarily took a few steps back before standing still.

Not far away, several illusory silver-gray phantoms appeared, and the skull was two points of blood, fluctuating, and a burst of hiss sounded from its body, which was extremely evil.

"What the hell is this? Goblin?"

Yang Xuan's face was awe-inspiring, there were six of these things in front of him, and they were floating towards him inch by inch at the moment, extremely cautious.

Suddenly, the ghost figure seemed to have changed, two points of blood flourished, and a slender dark hole suddenly opened under the illusory skull, and endless hissing sounds, full of greed and longing, came out, like a monster that chooses people to devour.

The cold wind whistled, accompanied by the fluttering figures of the ghosts, rushed straight towards it, and the big mouth like a broken space suddenly widened, and the piercing hiss stirred up the sound of the Daodao, rolling the blades of grass and flying.

Yang Xuan was shocked when he saw this, the dust pen flipped over, the golden light at the tip of the pen overflowed, and the slightest thunder arc flickered, if these ghosts were really the likes of demons, I thought that the Nine Heavens Golden Thunder could perfectly restrain them.

"Let's give it a try" thought in his heart, and suddenly shot out a golden pen in his hand, intertwined with the thunder into a sharp arrow-like attack, shooting straight away.

The thunder flashed in front of them, and the figures of the six ghosts rushing forward suddenly froze in mid-air, and then seemed to be violently frightened, and the original hoarse sound was extremely panicked at the moment, as if the attack was even more terrifying in their eyes.

The threat brought by this far exceeded their own desire for flesh and blood, and several ghosts fled in panic, and the two points of blood red on their heads instantly condensed into tiny dots, as if the pupils of a person had retracted when they encountered something stimulating.

Finally, the pen struck the first phantom, and the frightened hiss suddenly turned into a desperate roar, and then with a "poof", as if the slight sound of piercing the air bag, the phantom turned into curling gray smoke, rising and disappearing in place.

The terrifying hiss of the rest of the ghosts was even more urgent, and at this moment they could no longer care about the pleasure of wanting a full meal, and fled in all directions, the silver-gray mist rolled violently, but the brushwork and the golden thunder were intertwined, but it seemed to form a spiral-shaped traction field, and all the ghosts present were annihilated into nothingness in a few breaths.

The only remaining traces in the field seemed to be the scorched holes left by the lightning bolts of the pen striking the thick trunk of a tree not far away.

The golden light disappeared, and everything returned to its original depression and gloom.

Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, but he was suddenly stunned as far as he could see, where the ghost dissipated before, there were dots of silver mist suspended in the void, let's just think it was fog, it was weird, and it was a little confusing.

"What is this?"

Yang Xuan hesitated, but he sensed that this thing didn't seem to be filthy or filthy, on the contrary, there was an inexplicable intimacy in Shennian.

The more this is the case, the more he doesn't dare to try rashly, Shen Nian, this is the monk's statement, in other words, it is the soul, to be precise, the power of the soul, if the true yuan is exhausted, or even the cultivation is abolished, you can still cultivate, or seek the treasure of heaven and earth, repair the dantian meridians, although the possibility is almost none, but at least it can still be done.

But the Divine Mind is different, if this thing hurts the Origin, it will only die, which is why the monks who have broken through the Divine Mind Treasure have always been extremely strong, far surpassing the True Yuan Zang and the Flesh Hidden Treasure.

After thinking about it, if he left like this, he would definitely be unwilling, Yang Xuan gritted his teeth hatefully, and quietly stretched out a hand, which was full of true yuan, in case there was any danger, it was better to withdraw as soon as possible.

However, the result was a great disappointment, as soon as the palm covering Zhenyuan touched, it was as if his hand was brushing the air, but the contact position he saw with his eyes did not feel anything at all, and Zhenyuan did not react.

"Is it possible...... Do you really want to perceive the past?"

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Xuan's face was extremely solemn, and after a while, he sneered, "When did I, Yang Xuan, act so timidly......

Shaking his head helplessly, he poked out his divine thoughts, and slowly released them forward, enveloping the silver-gray mist at a distance of about an inch.

In an instant, a cool and comfortable feeling emerged, and the divine thoughts seemed to convey a pleasant pleasure with emotions, which was very mysterious.

Yang Xuan couldn't help but relax his control over it, and in just a moment, he wrapped the six mist shimmering with silver-gray light in front of him, and instantly dissipated in the invisible divine thoughts.

Yang Xuan opened his eyes, and his essence flashed, "I didn't expect this to be the source soul qi, something that is very beneficial to divine thoughts."

After a sigh, his eyes scanned the surroundings again, "This bloodthirsty soul is really a good thing, but it was born for some reason, it seems that this place is quite strange."

From the remnants of the soul source qi, there is only a few words of information, and the name of the ghost is also derived from it, how can Yang Xuan not care?

"This thing is extraordinary, although the increase of each bit of soul source to divine thoughts is very small, but who knows how many soul demons exist in such a vast dense forest?"

"That's it, since you can get here, let's just get some benefits first, and it won't be in vain."

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Xuan lost a solemn look on his face, and that kind of light smile resurfaced, fortunately, with Jin Lei by his side, he was perfectly restrained by this kind of ghost and soul body, so he didn't worry too much.

......

The flesh is indeed the freshest bait, and the soul is not in the name of bloodthirsty, for the flesh of living creatures is an irresistible temptation.

As Yang Xuan walked, he saw that the golden thunder in his palm had extinguished how many souls had tried to eat a full meal, and his divine thoughts had also absorbed a lot of soul source qi, and his spirit became stronger and stronger.

"It's a feeling...... It's really fascinating."

Yang Xuan gave up the manipulation and let the divine thoughts rush towards the dozens of silver-gray mist in front of him, absorbing and assimilating them all, and the refreshing feeling in his brain made him a little unstoppable.

And he didn't seem to notice that in his closed eyes, a little bit of scarlet was emerging from it, evil and demonic.

It was only at this moment that this dense forest revealed his true face, the rich murderous intent hidden under the oppressive atmosphere!

After a long time, Yang Xuan opened his eyes, and the blood color was deeply embedded in the depths of his pupils, but it exuded a glowing halo, which was not very conspicuous, but it could not be ignored.

"Tut-tut...... If I slaughter the soul of this forest...... I don't know if I will directly break through to the Divine Mind Treasure."

"Cultivation is to be promoted, and you will enter the realm of the so-called immortals as soon as possible...... The scenery at the peak......" As soon as he thought of this, Yang Xuan's expression was full of longing and enjoyment, "It's really beautiful......"

"But before that, let's kill those two bastards who entered this treasure land together, I, Yang Xuan, am not a generous person, and ...... How can such an opportunity be enjoyed by those two scumbags, hahaha......"

Without warning, he looked up to the sky and laughed, the rolling sound was suddenly tangible, the shaking branches and leaves trembled, and a faint black-gray mist began to overflow from Yang Xuan's body, steaming again, and the stars and red rays in his eyes were eroding the bright and clear pupils inch by inch at this moment, and Fan Chen's pen couldn't stop trembling, and he was not at ease.

"Do you agree with what I said?" Yang Xuan smiled evilly, staring straight at the mortal dust pen that trembled to himself, his eyes suddenly looked into the depths of the dark jungle, as if there was something in it that attracted him.

With a heavy step under his feet, the rich golden true yuan was dyed with an extremely light blood color at this moment, and Yang Xuan's figure flashed, shooting away as far as he could see.

The place once again returned to its previous tranquility, except for the shallow layer of evil aura in the air, and the slightly messy grass branches and leaves, everything was as usual, when Yang Xuan had not set foot on it, it was full of dull and depressed feelings.

He didn't notice it, and just a moment after he left, a layer of rich black suddenly surged over the grass, and he swept through it, infecting it again, and the dark tone deepened a lot.

A majestic silver-gray mist rose up, and gradually separated, and in an instant, the soul that had just been annihilated by Yang Xuan appeared again, and the two points of blood on the skull burst out with a bloodthirsty and cruel ghostly light, and he couldn't stop hissing, and he didn't know where to fly.

Devouring living beings is not just flesh and blood......