Chapter 53 Tanzi Snake Shot

Although there are many beasts in the valley melee, they are still faintly at a disadvantage. The lives of several warcrafts can be exchanged for the lives of a monk. After all, man is the strengths of all things, and it is indeed unique. Although monsters have evolved intelligence similar to human beings, it is still difficult to escape from the simple and rough character of beasts by nature.

In the face of the huge axe of the ancient moon river, no monster or war beast will escape. They all urge their whole body's spiritual power to rise, and then be smashed by an axe of the ancient moon river. On the contrary, those monks who can't defeat the monsters know how to dodge desperately until their spiritual power is exhausted or their speed is not enough. Death.

The bloody wind in the valley seems to have even dyed the sky red.

Luo Han, who had been observing silently, suddenly found some unusual phenomena.

Through the soul servant, Luo Han felt that the gloomy atmosphere in the valley became stronger. Some monks stopped in the air stupidly, their faces were dull, and could only rely on other Taoist friends to stay together.

"Is this... taking away?"

Luo Han suddenly realized that this was the death of the monk in the foundation period and took away his companions in the practice period on the spot. After all, the soul is an empty thing, and it will dissipate after leaving the body for a long time. Therefore, as soon as the bodies of the senior monks are destroyed, they are immediately busy taking away.

"It is said that after the seizure, the cultivation of monks can be restored to the original level in just a few months. Human monks are much better than beasts in this item. The longer the long-term battle, the easier it is for human monks to stand up. No wonder there is no such thing as beast hegemony in the fairyland or the demon world."

"I'm afraid there are hundreds of souls in this valley. No wonder I feel a gust of wind, but I don't know what these souls can be used for. If there are monks in the demon world who are familiar with soul refining here, they will definitely be very fruitful."

Luo Han suddenly remembered He Wenzhi's ghost pen. He took out the Qingming soft cold seal. This magic weapon also integrated a black crystal in the ghost pen. I don't know if he has any effect on the soul.

Luo Han saw that the black line in the Qingming soft cold seal became very thick, and the whole print was a little black. He immediately knew that this magic weapon also had an attractive effect on the soul.

"It seems that this seal also has an impact on the souls of monks, and there should be a lot of help in the future."

Luo Han took Qingming's soft cold seal into the Rubik's Cube and blocked the induction of the magic weapon. He was afraid that the cold breath of Qingming's soft cold seal would attract the attention of the Jiedan monk. Suddenly, he felt a soft breath passing through the soul servant.

"Well, what is this? I can feel that it is different from the ordinary soul, very scattered, like colorless cotton floating in the air... Is this a scattered soul?"

Luo Han approached the soul servant near the soft and subtle soul silk, and then the thought moved, which made the soul servant wrap the soul silk in. He felt that there was no idea in the soul silk, which was as pure as the white snow on the top of the mountain. After a while, it was no longer difficult to separate the soul silk and the soul servant, and Luo Han felt that the soul had a slight upward trend.

"This is the scattered state before the soul is about to dissipate. The idea of the soul owner has long disappeared, leaving behind this pure soul silk, which is a good thing. I just absorbed and strengthened my soul. After the soul is strong, it is easier to become powerful. Later, it is of great benefit to refining elixirs and magic weapons. The more the better.

Luo Hanyi was happy. He commanded the soul servant to capture its flying soul silk. Soon he found that it didn't matter even if he sometimes melted into some soul with ideas. As long as his mind moved, the soul servant would naturally expel those monks or warcraft' thoughts out of the body without leaving a The remnant of silk, the soul servant is like a constantly fermenting dough, growing happily in the valley.

When the war went on at noon the next day, there was not much power left on both sides. Nine of the white monks could still float in the air, while only four high-level monsters among the hundreds of beasts in Pingshan could float in the air, and the rest had basically fallen.

"Haha, evil beast, go to hell."

The black ice ruler of Lin Xu's needle suddenly flew out and turned in mid-air. A glow covered the wolf slave. The cold was overflowing, and the wolf slave's hair and eyebrows were immediately frozen into ice needles.

This is the first time that Lin Xuzhen has left the Xuanbing ruler from his body and turned it to attack.

A blood-red crescent moon in the heart of the wolf slave's eyebrows dripping blood, emitting a faint red light to resist the cold, but his gradually blurred eyes showed that he could not hold on and could become an ice sculpture at any time.

The other three high-level monsters were entangled by Gu Yuehe and several other monks and could not escape. If the wolf slave dies, they will soon die.

At this time, a purple light rose in the valley, and the snake pupil teenager finally took action.

"Haha, you are finally willing to come out!"

Lin Xupin laughed and waved his right hand gently at the wolf slave. The Xuan Bingji turned again and froze the wolf slave into an ice sculpture. At the same time, a shadowless needle flew out of his cuff and knocked the wolf slave into ice slag.

Lin Xuzhen rushed to kill the wolf slave before the king beast took action, so that he could wholeheartedly deal with this king beast of the same level as him.

"Xuanbing ruler, shadowless needle, good means." The snake pupil teenager looked at Lin Xu's needle coldly: "If you slaughter all kinds of beasts, I will let you pay for their lives. I will also peel you and plant grass and be punished by ten thousand years of ants!"

After the teenager finished speaking, his mouth grinned to his ears, and a chain dart with two blades flew out of his mouth and wrapped around the black ice ruler.

Lin Xuzhen wanted to turn the Xuanbing ruler again, but found that the magic weapon was slow to sense and became extremely difficult to control.

The teenager sneered, the chain dart suddenly stretched out, and the two purple poison blades pricked Lin Xu's needle.

Lin Xupin did not panic. After all, he was a monk of the Jiedan period. He had many magic weapons. At random, an antique bronze mirror appeared in his hand. The bronze mirror shone on the chain dart. Two identical dart blades flew out of the bronze mirror and collided with the chain dart, resolving the offensive of the snake pupil teenager.

"No phase mirror!" The snake pupil teenager exclaimed first, but soon calmed down and sneered, "It turns out that it's just a replica, far from reaching the level of all things. In this case, I think you can hold on a few times!"

Lin Xu needle did not answer and fought with the snake pupil teenager.

"The king beast has left the wooden house. This is an opportunity. I just went in to see what the mystery is in it!"

Luo Han's heart moved, and the soul servant paused to collect soul silk and sneaked into the wooden house.

As soon as he saw the scene in the wooden house, Luo Han was a little stunned. There were no seats, no beds, and no living facilities in the wooden house, but a deep pool emitting light.

What surprised Luo Han most was that he felt a vast aura from this pool of water, which was hundreds of times stronger than the aura in the bottle mountain. A huge snake skin suspended above the pool, limiting the aura of the pool to the wooden house.

"It seems that this pool of water is what the king beast wants to protect, and this snake skin is its magic weapon. This pool of water and snake skin are good things that just supported the qi and blood mixed mountain array!"

Luo Han is not a greedy person, but he can't help but feel a little itchy when he sees the baby in the wooden house.