Chapter 338: Witch Shadow

The huge head rolled out several feet away before it stopped steadily, blood gushed out from the neck that was cut flat, Dong Yuming died, his eyes were still staring at the boss, and his eyes showed an incredible, sluggish and frightened look, still staying on his face.

At the same time, the moment the head landed, the body of Dong Yuming, who was stunned for half a breath, was about to fall slowly, and Zhang Yan made a move in his hand, grabbing forward like lightning, and he had already ingested the black bottle that was about to fall to the ground into the palm of his hand.

Starting with the black jade bottle, Zhang Yan immediately sensed a cold aura coming from the jade bottle, spreading along his skin, like wanting to penetrate his bones, making him shiver.

Zhang Yan released his divine sense, and the powerful divine consciousness covered the top of the jade bottle like substance, wanting to probe and enter.

However, Zhang Yan's divine consciousness was slightly blocked by a divine sense imprint, and he was slightly stagnant.

"I've heard the guy outside mention before, what kind of soul suppression bottle is used to collect soul thoughts, and I think it's this jade bottle. This should be the imprint of the dead guy's divine sense. ”

Zhang Yan withdrew his divine sense, looked at the soul suppression bottle in his hand, and then said something in his mouth, pinched out the magic trick in his hand, pointed at the jade bottle, and whispered: "Broken soul strike, broken!"

Kiss!

As Zhang Yan's light drink fell, from the soul suppression jade bottle, a slight cracking sound came in a blink of an eye, and the jade bottle returned to calm after emitting a flickering spiritual light.

Zhang Yan's divine sense covered the soul-calming jade bottle in his hand, and found that the divine consciousness imprint left by the Eastern Jade Ming had been shattered and scattered, and his divine consciousness smoothly penetrated into it.

"This Soul Suppression Jade Bottle is really mysterious! It's much more convenient than the Nether Spirit Bead to collect soul thoughts......"

Zhang Yan found that there was another thing in this soul jade bottle, but the jade bottle the size of half a palm was actually a hundred and ten square meters in size, which was wider than his storage ring, but it was a pity that this jade bottle seemed to only be able to collect the soul thoughts of monks, and other than that, it seemed to have no other effect.

And at this moment, there are already hundreds of incomparably thin soul thoughts in this soul jade bottle, all of which are constantly screaming, swarming to impact the jade bottle, but they will always be blocked by the powerful prohibition in the jade bottle.

"I don't know if Lu Dao encounters the soul thoughts of the old monster, can he use this soul jade bottle to deal with ......"

Zhang Yan could see that the soul thoughts trapped in this jade bottle now exuded an aura of long-term vicissitudes all over their bodies, and the owners of these soul thoughts inside may have been powerful monks in the vertical and horizontal sides before their deaths, but they were easily trapped by this jade bottle.

Now is not the time to refine this jade bottle, Zhang Yan put it away, and was about to go to get the storage bag of Dongyu Ming, but just happened to see the latter's frightened spirit rushing out from the body that had turned into a corpse.

The soul of Dongyu Ming!

Where will Zhang Yan give the other party a chance to escape, dozens of powerful spirit slaves have already enveloped you here in the main hall, his mind moved, and the powerful incomparably forbidden soul technique fell, and with a bang, Dong Yuming's divine soul snapped, and was knocked away by an invisible force, and his whole body was scattered, and his expression was frightened and painful.

"Close!"

Zhang Yan played the magic trick in his hand, and the ghost spirit bead on his side flickered, and he had already put away Dongyu Ming's divine soul.

Put away the other party's divine soul, Zhang Yan can be regarded as having another spiritual soul of a foundation building period monk, although there is no way to truly refine it into a spirit slave and control it at will.

However, if he succeeds in building a foundation and his divine consciousness is further enhanced, it will be easy to refine it.

Zhang Yan's gaze fell on Dong Yuming's storage bag the most, picked it up, and after breaking the other party's divine sense imprint, his divine sense probed into the storage bag, and sure enough, he saw the five spirit stones that exuded a cold aura, and the whole body was as crystal as divine jade, brilliant and gorgeous.

"The best spirit stone!"

Sensing the concentration of spiritual energy on the five spirit stones, Zhang Yan thought that the previous exploration was really right, it was really five top-grade spirit stones, and his face couldn't help but be overjoyed, so he took it out and put it into his storage ring.

In addition to these five top-grade spirit stones, there are nearly a million lower-grade spirit stones and some scattered elixirs and materials in Dongyuming's storage bag, and the most important ones are two spiritual weapons shaped like Mitsubishi forks and daggers.

However, Zhang Yan didn't take these things to heart, and his gaze fell on a dark bead at the end.

"Is this bead the legendary forbidden breaking bead? If you really deserve to be a disciple of the great sect, the treasure on your body is not a single ordinary product!"

Zhang Yan took out the forbidden bead, took it in his hand with a happy face, and looked left and right for a long time before putting it away.

This forbidden bead can be said to be an extremely rare thing, and it is a special treasure, which can break the ban and be sharp.

Of course, this is only for some low-level prohibitions, or prohibitions that have been broken for many years.

To deal with the high-level prohibition, it is necessary to break the prohibition with the hands of the formation mage who is extremely profound in the formation attainment.

After classifying the seventy-seven-eighty-eight items in the Dongyu Ming storage bag into his storage bag one by one, Zhang Yan looked at the blurred flesh and blood that burst into his chest, and then glanced at the outside of the Soul Burial Palace, and did not put away the spirit slave hovering above his head, so he simply sat down in place, took out a raw bone pill, and took it.

Zhang Yan's face was slightly pale, but the previous blow of Dong Yuming, with the strength of his physical body, had not injured the root of his physical body, and such shocking flesh injuries were just skin injuries.

At the gate of the Soul Burial Hall before, he acted like that completely faked, in order to wait for the other party's palm.

In order to be able to attack and kill the young disciples of the Heavenly Xuanzong in one fell swoop, Zhang Yan took the other party's palm with a cold breath with his physical body, and flew into the main hall upside down, pretending to be dead, but he actually concealed the other party.

In retrospect, Zhang Yan couldn't help but exhale slightly, secretly lucky.

Otherwise, if you really want to fight to the death with the other party, it is unpredictable to live and die, and no matter how powerful the physical body is, it is impossible to collide with magic weapons and spells head-on.

As the Bone Pill was taken, coupled with the operation of the Bone Forging Skill, the wound on Zhang Yan's chest that was crawling with cold qi began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the cold qi was slowly forced out from above.

At this moment, outside the Soul Burial Hall.

Chu Yilan and Ling Xu'er, the two daughters, had already flown back dozens of feet away, looking at the Burial Soul Hall that still exuded a cold and yin atmosphere, hesitated, and did not leave immediately.

"He didn't die, how could that Tianxuan Sect monk let him go like this?"

Chu Yilan was holding a strange jade artifact the size of a palm in her hand, and there were two strands of red and white spiritual light flickering slightly on it, and at this moment she was staring at the red light on the jade, her face full of surprise.

"Senior Brother Zhang is not dead?Chu Daoyou, what kind of treasure is this?"

Hearing this, Ling Su'er looked at the jade in the other party's hand and let out a sound of surprise.

"This is the witch shadow weapon refined by Grandpa Yaozu himself, as long as you leave a trace of divine sense imprint on the other party through this witch shadow device, you can probe the location of the other party, unless the other party falls, otherwise the aura on this witch shadow device will not disappear. ”

Chu Yilan frowned slightly, looked at the Burial Soul Hall, and said, "However, this witch shadow weapon is only useful in the Frost Mountain, and when it comes to the outside, it loses its effect." ”

Hearing that Zhang Yan was not dead, coupled with the two ice soul beasts over there, they had already entangled the four young ghost cultivators and the young man of the Tianxuan Sect, and they had no time to deal with them for a while.

However, at this time, Mo Jiangcheng's face was full of uneasiness, and while dealing with the ice soul beasts that were constantly attacking, he looked back at the Burial Soul Palace, his eyes were uncertain.

Boom!

Mo Jiangcheng once again shook the ice soul beast that was like an unbeatable Xiao Qiang with a punch, and the spiritual power scattered, crackling, and the cold aura on the ice soul beast was shattered and knocked away.

Taking advantage of the moment when the ice soul beast was knocked back, Mo Jiangcheng flew back again, widening the distance, and at the same time, the divine sense was released, and it went straight towards the burial soul hall cover.

"What a Thousand Spirits Sect!

Mo Jiangcheng's divine sense only swept over the Soul Burial Hall slightly, his face changed greatly, and he turned his head to look at the ice soul beast that was not afraid of death and rushed towards him again, and suddenly let out a deep cry of anger, and even ignored the four young ghost cultivators, turned around and fled quickly, disappearing into the clouds and mist filled with yin qi in a blink of an eye.

And the ice soul beast still seemed to be unwilling to give up, and it had to take back the elixir that had been robbed of the elixir that it was guarding, and it also followed the direction in which Mojiang City disappeared and pursued it.

"What's going on?"

The four young ghost cultivators, when they saw Mo Jiangcheng suddenly shouting so angrily, they all got up in a blink of an eye and fled, their faces were full of surprise and suspicion.

And Chu Yilan and Ling Su'er, looking at the young disciples of Tianxuanzong who had fled and the ice soul beast that was chasing away, their faces were also stunned, and they didn't know why.

Just when a few people were surprised, a figure walked out of the Burial Soul Palace, dressed in an off-white robe, it was Zhang Yan.

"He didn't have anything to do? With the blow of the monk in the late foundation building period, he was unharmed? What about the young man who entered the main hall just now?"

Chu Yilan saw Zhang Yan's figure clearly, her eyes instantly widened at the boss, her expression was surprised, and she looked at the latter, like a monster, and exclaimed.

"Senior Brother Zhang, you really have nothing to do! At the beginning of the Heavenly Desolate Mountain, so many people from the Taiyin Gate and the White Bone Gate couldn't take what to do with you......

Ling Su'er saw Zhang Yan appear from the main hall, her face was full of joy, and she couldn't help but admire the junior brother in front of her who was actually much lower than him.

"What, he didn't even die?

The four young ghost cultivators who were still controlling the Ghost Spirit Array over there were shocked and stunned when they saw Zhang Yan appear.

However, after the four of them were slightly stunned, the young ghost cultivator who took the lead seemed to have thought of something, his face changed greatly, and he said angrily: "Let's retreat quickly, the person in front of us is obviously hiding his cultivation, that Dongyu Ming has been killed, and that Mojiang City found out that something was wrong, so he fled!"

The other three people, their faces suddenly changed greatly, and they were about to follow and give up the ghost spirit array, and wanted to escape and leave directly, they could see at a glance that this thin black young man who had re-emerged from the Soul Burial Hall was unharmed, and Dong Yuming, who was in the late stage of the foundation building period, did not appear, and must have been killed by the other party.

It can be seen that this young man's strength is terrifying, and it is definitely not something they can compete with.

It's just that they haven't been able to abandon the ghost spirit array, the entire ghost spirit array exploded, and dozens of hideous evil ghosts on it shattered in the blink of an eye, and with the sound of stabbing, a ghost-like figure mixed with an inky black aura swept out of the ghost array and directly slaughtered the four young ghost cultivators.

"Something!"

Seeing that the formation was suddenly destroyed, the four of them swept out a dark figure and screamed in surprise.

"No wonder the ghost spirit array was broken just now, it turned out to be a ghost made by this thing!

One of the young ghost cultivators, seeing the horror of this appearance, turned around and fled, his body was wrapped in spiritual light, obviously he tried his best to escape.

The other three didn't dare to stay for a moment, and turned around and fled one after another.

Sting!

But under a piercing sound of breaking the air, the figure that was still on the other side of the air disappeared in the blink of an eye, and in the next moment, it had already come behind a young ghost cultivator who was about to escape.

"Look for death!"

Seeing that the shadow came behind him in the blink of an eye, this young ghost cultivator, his face was frightened, but also extremely angry, turned around and sacrificed a bunch of hideous ghost things, and the envoy shrouded towards the attacking shadow.

Bang!bang......

It's just that these hideous ghosts have shrouded the past, and in less than half an hour, they were all shattered under the sharp sweep of that shadow.

Laugh at!

Then, the shadow flickered, and it directly pounced on the young ghost cultivator, and in the blink of an eye, a faint divine soul was torn out of the young ghost cultivator's body, and the next moment it was swallowed by the shadow.

And the young ghost cultivator's body, after stopping for a moment, fell to the ground with a bang.

This young ghost cultivator, so weird that he was directly devoured by the soul, so that the other three people who had escaped not far away looked back and saw that their faces were suddenly full of horror, and their cold hairs suddenly rose, where did they dare to stay for a while, turned around and continued to flee without their lives.

"Roar!"

The ghost spirit array was destroyed, and the ice soul beast trapped inside appeared from it, but when he saw the flickering shadow in the air, his eyes showed deep fear, and after a low roar, he turned around directly and fled in the direction he came.

"What the hell is this!, even the Ice Soul Beast is so afraid, let's get out of here......

Chu Yilan had never seen such a strange and terrifying thing, and her heart was already furious, her back was cold, and her eyes rarely showed fear.

"Senior Brother Zhang, let's go!"

Ling Su'er looked at the stiff and dead young ghost cultivator on the ground, her face was pale, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she spoke urgently.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt us!

Hearing Zhang Yan's words, the shadow that flickered with black aura all over his body, after a stabbing sound, turned into a ball with golden fluff all over his body, and his golden wings spread out, and with a bang, he had already come to Zhang Yan's side and landed on the latter's shoulder.

"This is your spirit animal?"

Chu Yilan and Ling Xu'er, the two daughters, looked at the things that were originally full of terrifying aura, and in a blink of an eye, they turned into a cute ball of hair, both of them opened their mouths wide, exclaimed, their faces were stunned, and they seemed to be a little unable to turn around.

"This is a small furball, a spirit animal that Zhang got by accident. ”

Zhang Yan nodded at the two of them, touched the small hairball and said, then took out a Zengyuan Pill and threw it directly to the latter.

Creak!

The golden winged little hairball, the big bean eyes, saw the falling pill, his eyes suddenly lit up, after catching the pill, he screamed excitedly at Zhang Yan before swallowing the pill.

"Zengyuan Dan!"

The two women couldn't help but look at Zhang Yan with speechless faces, the latter fed such a valuable pill directly to the spirit beast, and they didn't feel distressed at all, but thinking of the horror of the spirit beast in front of them, the two women were also relieved.

"It turns out that you rushed to enter the Soul Burial Hall before, all for the purpose of luring the enemy!"

Chu Yilan and Ling Su'er only realized at this moment that Zhang Yan's previous actions were all pretending to lure the enemy.

Zhang Yan was watching the four young ghost cultivators deal with the two ice soul beasts before, and then he thought of using the Golden Wing Little Furball, although the strength of the two ice soul beasts was terrifying, but in the face of this mutated Golden Wing Soul Chasing Slave, it was definitely not enough, and now this result was just right for his guess.

In addition, the strength of this golden-winged little furball has increased a lot, at least it is equivalent to the cultivation of the foundation building period of the monk, and the real strength is even more terrifying, and it should not be too difficult to deal with the average monk in the late stage of the foundation building period.

And in order to be able to attack and kill one of the monks of the Tianxuan Sect in one fell swoop, he could only make the move of pretending to be dead.

Zhang Yan's secret thoughts passed slightly, and after being silent for a long time, his face suddenly sank, his eyes were full of cold light staring at Chu Yilan, and he said coldly: "What is it in your hand, why did you put a divine sense imprint on Zhang's body?"

Hearing Zhang Yan's words, Chu Yilan's face changed greatly, she couldn't imagine that the young man in front of her had already discovered the divine sense imprint branded by Grandpa Yao.

However, Chu Yilan was slightly shocked, but also calmed down, now that she knows the strength of the young man in front of her, she knows that the other party can't be guessed by common sense at all, and the other party can know, so she doesn't feel strange, she took a deep breath, and said slightly apologetically: "This thing in my hand is called Wu Ying, and in this frost-covered mountain, I can trace your traces." Grandpa Yaozu did this, but it was also helpless, for your safety, and for the sake of a few of us to enter the Ice Netherland smoothly. However, this witch shadow also has a distance limit, and more importantly, you have spiritual power fluctuations on your body to detect ......"

Hearing the girl's words, Zhang Yan's face softened slightly, no wonder he had hidden in the clouds for so long before, and the other party didn't find out.

After groaning slightly, Zhang Yan didn't pursue the matter anymore, and then spoke: "Can this witch shadow find out where my friends are?"

"The others have not been imprinted by this witch shadow and there is no way to detect them, but I can be sure of my cousin's location. ”

Compared with before, Chu Yilan's attitude towards Zhang Yan can be described as a big change, the original disdain for this young man turned into shock and awe, the other party's methods, let him be unbelievable, not to mention that this young man can kill a late stage monk in the Soul Building Hall in the blink of an eye, the strength of this spirit beast on the shoulder alone can make most of the foundation building period monks palpitate.