At this time, in the dense forest valley, the scattered spirit power made the surroundings seem very frenzied and restless, and the birds and beasts in the forest made devastating noises from time to time, so that they were originally shocked and collapsed on the branches of the trees with their wings spread and flew with their wings.

From the outside, there were already many clouds of dense fog in the valley, and the birds and beasts in the forest were frightened away, and none of the livestock dared to approach.

The funeral night raised the black knife and blanched, shattering the ghostly footsteps continuously, and under the instantaneous trampling of the soil and grass, three people have been killed in a row. Those three people were the early stage soul of the Spirit Transformation Realm and the two middle stage soul of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and the moment they approached them on the night of the burial, they became ghosts under the knife.

As the blood splashed on the blade of the ghost, the black glow in the dense fog flickered brightly from time to time, and the funeral night did not pay attention to the destruction that his previous soul power had turned into on the ghost, and his black shadow continued to explode from the soles of his feet The soul power swayed in the thick fog, and the frightened thieves clenched their weapons and their hearts beat wildly.

Funeral Night ran some distance again, and immediately stopped behind a giant tree, at this time, he needed to ease the strategy of defeating the bandits, and he consulted with the venerable elder about countermeasures.

Under the ghost blanching that waved his hand, there were already a lot of wounds on the body of the burial night, it turned out that Cao Li and Cao Yue had counterattacked under the attack of the funeral night, they were worthy of being the soul of the manifestation realm, and the skillful application of soul power and the insight and capture of the reaction nerves made the funeral night withstand the damage of their saturation blow under the attack of wielding the knife.

"Here!"

And at this moment, a thief discovered the location of the burial night, only to see that the soul power on his body suddenly rioted, and the same blue soul light suddenly converged into a majestic energy, blasting towards the funeral night at the moment when the accumulation was completed.

"Hey, hey, die. Seeing this, the bandit who attacked the burial night saw that the entire giant tree was broken by his soul technique, and the entire potholed ground was filled with thick smoke that made people feel devastating damage.

Indeed, if this energy is hit head-on, an ordinary soul person will undoubtedly be either dead or disabled, but for an extraordinary human soul person, this level of attack is obviously nothing.

And when the smoke gradually cleared, a looming figure appeared in the thief's eyes, and when he reacted again, he felt that the world was unreal.

"Poof!" The sound of piercing came out casually, and when he reacted, the ghost hand of the burial night had completely penetrated his heart.

The belch came out of his mouth with difficulty, and finally collapsed in a pool of blood in the sharp dilation of his pupils.

When the bandits on the side saw it, they couldn't help but take a few steps back, only to see the black knife in the right hand of the burial night, and the left hand was drawn from the blood-stained companion's body.

They had also killed people, and they had carried many lives on their hands, but in the face of the scene of the funeral night, his headband had already dispersed, and his black hair, which was not long or short, was blowing slowly with the wind of the thick fog, and his eagle eyes covered by black hair looked particularly terrifying under the slight floating of Haiti. Coupled with the scarlet ghost hand and the slow turbulent soul energy exuded by the black knife clenched in his right hand, the appearance and state of the latter were difficult for the thieves to calm down.

And in the ever-changing valley battlefield in an instant, Cao Li, who was standing next to the rock, suspended at low altitude, and Cao Yue looked at the young man in front of him with immature but ruthless eyes, without the slightest hesitation, and their hearts were broken.

Looking at the Burial Night, although they were injured by their attack on the surface, they knew in their hearts that the Burial Night's injuries were just flesh wounds, and they did not hit the level of serious injuries that hit his soul meridians at all.

And every attack of Funeral Night seemed to directly lock their lifeblood, and it seemed that his combat experience did not look like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old imp at all.

In fact, under the strategy of obeying the elders on the funeral night, the corpses on the ground have gradually approached ten bandits. Each break, first weak and then strong, avoiding its edge, this is the way the elder described the funeral night.

When the companions fall one by one, it can prevent these bandit minions from running back to expose their whereabouts and ask for backup, and secondly, to ensure the safety of the convoy. Third, it can also shake their military morale and weaken their strength.

In fact, in the rear, Cao Li had already sent people from the wild boar forest in Yanhe Village, led by two cottage protectors in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, to the dense forest of the Jiang family's convoy to surround them. They already have a budget, and in their eyes, Jiang Baoping's property is not in any suspense.

And now the tricky problem is the funeral night in front of him, in Cao Li's opinion, this kid's body is indeed very weird, that is different from the soul energy of normal people, blue, yellow, and red soul power are intertwined one after another, making him feel that unknown trembling.

However, the stalemate between the two sides was quickly broken after a few seconds, and the body rushed suddenly, only to see a thief in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, holding a vajra finger tiger, with a majestic sound of breaking the wind, swinging his fist and condensing his soul like a dragon rushing towards the funeral night.

At the same time, Cao Yue, who was floating lightly next to the rock wall in the low air, took advantage of the momentum to seal his hands, and on the ground on both sides of the river, the grass and trees shook violently, and under the materialization of his soul power, tall and majestic earthen walls appeared on both sides of the burial night, blocking the latter's way to escape.

Another cottage stepped on the branches, and suddenly his figure was like lightning speed mixed with light, and with the help of the wind, the wind blade transformed by soul power was in the palm of his seal, attacking the funeral night.

The soul skills of the three of them attacked the place of the burial night at the same time, and the three close lights could clearly feel the fiery sharpness in them through his eagle eyes.

Seeing this, the other thieves couldn't help but have a look of joy on their faces, and the three of them attacked together, and the ghost-handed young man in front of him must be unable to escape, and only death awaits him.

"Bang!"

However, the unexpected violent banging sound and the result of the collision made their faces look shocked, and when they took a breath, a powerful space that seemed to be shattered from another dimension appeared in the body of the burial night. The soul skills of Cao Yue's three of them were blocked in an instant.

And the ghost-handed boy in front of him was just panting with his back in his eyes in front of them.

"How is this possible!"

"What kind of power is this. ”

"Is that little ghost really just a mid-stage cultivator in the Spirit Realm?"

At this moment, the anxious question mark in the hearts of the thieves murmured doubts in their hearts, especially those who were in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm who were the same as the Funeral Night Cultivators, and they even had a feeling of doubting their lives.

And when their thoughts twitched in their minds, the pupils of their eyes couldn't help but look at the ghost hands of the funeral night. It seems that the power of the legendary ghost hand is real.

They hadn't met the Ghost Hands, and the legend of the Ghost Hands had been plagued by all sorts of strange rumors. And the most common thing is that the people with ghost hands are all short-lived ghosts. In addition to allowing the owner to have the power of the wilderness, the power of the ghost hand does not have the slightest auxiliary bonus to the cultivation of the soul, and this is exactly what they have hearsay, bits and pieces of knowledge.

And this is obviously ridiculous, and the funeral night shatters their perception with practical actions.

In the savage scene that the power of the ghost hand presented, I saw Funeral Night Gao raise the arm with the green tendons and jump on the scarlet skin, and with one of his arrow steps, the swift body rushed into a bandit like lightning.

The tremendous force acted under his battle robe, connected to his close-fitting skin, and was grabbed by the Burial Night Volley. Suddenly the thief felt an unbearable pain in his chest, and the next moment he was hit on the ground by the burial night, and a muffled sound of collapse shook the earth, the mud splashed, the blood accompanied the body, the entire neck was twisted hard, and the soul in the body was also shattered on the spot.

Looking at the tragic death of another companion in the hands of the funeral night, the person who was lifted up and slammed to the ground by the funeral night, his eyes swelled so much that he looked up at the sky, and on his twisted neck was the corpse whose breath had been completely extinguished.

Funeral Night faintly glanced at the bandits whose breath was gradually dissipating, the smell of blood in the dense fog had covered the entire valley with the flow of Lingzi in the space, and his soft snoring sound, as if he didn't care about it.

And at this moment, the venerable elder's bold words made the funeral night retreat to the branch of the tree, only to see him vigilantly said to the funeral night, "Be careful of that guy, he seems to be about to use a powerful soul technique." ”

And the guy in Elder Zun's mouth was Cao Li who Burial Night was facing, and when Eagle Eye looked at it, Burial Night was shocked in his heart and muttered, "This guy is indeed hiding deeply, if it wasn't for the teacher reminding me, I really didn't realize that he was secretly condensing such a huge amount of soul power." ”

In the sight of the Burial Nighthawk's eyes, Cao Li was hiding his red fission soul at this time, and sometimes there was a tendency to be concrete, and the scorching energy from the depths of the soul made the Funeral Nighthawk saliva roll uncontrollably.

The fierce battle in the valley lasted for nearly ten minutes, making Funeral Night look like he was in a trance with Cao Li's attack. That seemingly extremely hidden soul power seems to be his killing move, and if he is hit by the funeral night, he may be killed on the spot.

With the strength of the Funeral Night and the black knife Ghost Zhuo he obtained, he can now completely match the strength of the soul cultivator in the early stage of the Manifestation Realm, and he can kill it with a certain degree of certainty.

However, Elder Venerable reminded that this was also the case of the Funeral Night's muttering emotions, facing two souls in the early stage of the Manifestation Realm, then the probability of victory would be reduced by three layers.

Complementing each other, this is the unique advantage that two Manifestation Realm souls can have for the funeral night. For example, Cao Yue, when he concentrated all his soul power on attacking and capturing the funeral night, Cao Li could concentrate with all his strength, defend and probe and predict. Let the soul power of the two make up for each other's shortcomings.

Moreover, in terms of cultivation, it is also two grades higher than the funeral night, and the accuracy of their soul power is several times purer than that of the funeral night. After all, the strength of the Manifestation Realm Soul Cultivator is completely unrivaled by the Transformation Spirit Realm Cultivator.

The oppressive power displayed by the Funeral Night is obviously the power of the black knife ghost's blanching edge, the power of the judgment of the demon pupil eagle eye, and the brutal power of the prison blood ghost's hand.

If these three things were removed, relying only on the soul power of the Origin Soul's mid-stage Transformation Realm, the funeral night would obviously have no chance of winning. Even against the bandits in the late stage of the Spirit Realm, they may not be able to defeat.