Chapter 310 Ghost Lamp Eats the Soul

There are various restrictions on the magic weapon, but it has been cultivated for thousands of years. Its power is also the eight-hungry ratio, plus these old monsters that have survived for hundreds or thousands of years. The good things scraped on their bodies are car-mounted, ship-mounted, and all kinds of powerful charms. Even all kinds of disposable treasures. It is endless.

In order to rush to the other end of the ancient bridge in front of others, those treasures that they usually can't bear to use at all are like garbage. As long as they can bring help to themselves, they can take a few more steps forward and smash them out without any pain. At this time, they are fighting for the foundation.

You can't see anything outside. In the past, even if you know that among the immortals, there are many strong people above the Yuanying period. But in one or two eyes, it can't be distinguished at all. It seems to be hidden among the immortals. It's not much different from other monks. After all, if they want to hide their identity and restrain their breath, there are a few of them who can see their flais.

But as soon as I got to the ancient bridge, I couldn't hide it. The level of strength is clear at a glance. You can clearly see who is strong and who is weak, although the cultivation is quite fair and imprisoned at the same time. But the Yuanying monk will be imprisoned. It's not that those foundation-building elixirs are comparable, not without. It's only in the minority, and Wu Xiu is one of those few.

Martial arts practice martial arts, even if the cultivation is imprisoned. His body is also much stronger than other monks. On the ancient bridge, their combat strength. It is enough to slaughter monks who were far more powerful than them before. Yuan Ying, out of the body. Detempted, combined!! If you don't pay attention, you are in danger of falling.

But these old and immortals have become sperm, and they all know to use the situation of humming and profit to help themselves.

Either use the descendants of his own sect and disciples to help block the pursuers behind, or open the way. From time to time, he threw several powerful spells behind him to create obstacles to the people behind him. It makes it impossible for them to get close. Those spells. All of them are powerful. Even under the weakening of the ancient bridge. When I went out, I still let a large number of immortals die tragically under these reckless attacks. Not to mention the demon clan, often only one of the demon clan dies, but ten, a hundred immortals die under the charm they throw.

And they didn't blame themselves at all. Some of them were just looking at ants. Even if they killed their own people, they were still indifferent. All they care about is whether they can grab the ten places, as for dying under them. Whether it's a human monk or a demon, they don't care at all.

At the forefront, it is first four of the eight demon kings in the demon clan, led by silver hair. The four of them can be said to be absolute strong. There is no one under them who can stop them. It is also reasonable to be at the forefront. Among the immortals, there are still three who are at the forefront of the flow of people with them. A mother with a dragon crutch in her hand, her face was full of wrinkles and looked. It looks like you have to stop your breath at any time, but the pace under your feet. But it's not slow at all. One step is a foot away. In the old body, there is a power that cannot be underestimated.

One is the most neatly dressed, dressed in a blue gossip coat, with a Taoist crown on his head, holding a brush of dust in his hand, brushing 3,000 red dust silk. In the waving, the net is soft and easy. When it is soft, it is like three thousand weak water. When it is soft, the net is as fierce as a net needle. Under the feet, it is stepping on the seven-star flying clouds, and the body is more elegant. The speed is not below that sister at all.

The third place is a strong man who looks very young, although his face is no different from that of a young man. But the vicissitudes of life flashed on his face from time to time. You can know that under this young skin, there is a heart that has been beating for thousands of years. Moreover, between the eyebrows, a sharp sword spirit flashed from time to time, which was thrilling.

Behind him, there is a simple ancient sword on his back, with an ancient charm. The sword spirit from the sword. But it is amazingly powerful. At a glance, it makes people feel scared.

Three immortals and four demon kings of the demon clan are far ahead on the ancient bridge. But later, there are still a large number of immortals to follow. With a crazy look, he rushed up. The scene is really competing with each other. There is a scene of killing everywhere, and there is blood all over the sky

dance.

The strong smell of blood, filling every inch of space

"Sister Xin, you see, among the monks who came this time, are the first three strong people who survived the disaster? It's terrible. Xiaodie turned her eyes and looked at the front of the ancient bridge. When she saw the three monks slaughtered even the immortals who followed them without mercy, he said to himself.

"No, they should be the strong in the realm of combination. I heard my father say that on the Zijin continent. All the strong people who have crossed the disaster and crossed the disaster period. Three hundred years ago, they disappeared from the mainland at the same time, as if they had gone somewhere together, and then, in these three hundred years. However, as long as the strong man breaks through the disaster, he will quietly leave in a short time and where exactly he has gone. Dad seemed to know, but he didn't tell me about it

Qinxin frowned slightly and looked at the scene of the ancient bridge going forward and tearing together. It seemed a little gloomy, but his eyes were suddenly put back on Di Shitian.

"Dang".

In the fierce fight, it seemed that Emperor Shitian was even better. Although the martial arts skills of the martial arts army were exquisite and mysterious, they had no cultivation. Almost half of the power that can be exerted is inferior to Ran. Di Shitian saw this weakness. The tiger spirit in his hand let out bursts of roaring tigers, one knife after another, and the fierceness is real. Hardly cutting down the tiger spirit to the Wupo army, coupled with the strong magic of the emperor Shitian himself, each knife is as heavy as Mount Tai, as fast as lightning. In addition, the tiger soul itself is sharp and difficult to resist, which constitutes the most direct. It is also the most domineering attack. Start with the first knife. The knife momentum is uninterrupted and continuous, like the water of a waterfall. The chopping can't be done.

"Ah!!"

The muscles on Wu Pojun's face kept twitching, and he stepped on strange steps under his feet. He looked at the continuous knife with his fist in his hand. Every time he blocked a knife, his body had to retreat one or two steps. The net wanted to fight back, but the tiger spirit appeared in front of him again, forcing him to wave his fist to resist.

I think that for a long time, he has been attacking others, attacking, and attacking again. How can he be equivalent? Today, I will fall into the situation of passive defense by myself. The whole mind has a feeling of awkwardness. There seemed to be a breath in my chest, and I couldn't let it out. That kind of uncomfortable. It's almost driving him crazy.

"Bun!!"

Di Shitian raised his foot and stepped forward. In the heavy footsteps, his tall body used the power of this step. He jumped up directly, and the tiger spirit rose high. A wisp of cold light flashed out of the blade and was heavily chopped down. This time, not only the right hand held the handle of the knife, but also the left hand was held on the slender handle in an instant. The muscles all over the body, like a dragon, squirmed crazily, and the whole body was poured into the tiger soul at once.

Boom!!

Boom

Under the tiger's sword, even the space was shaken violently. It mysteriously presents a distorted state. In the knife, there is a unique hegemony. It reveals an unparalleled momentum that can split the mountains and cut off the earth. This knife can be said to be on the ancient bridge. The most peak, a domineering knife.

"Well, it's good. Even if I die, I won't be afraid to retreat. I'm sorry.

Wu Pojun's eyes stared, his eyes were full of fierce light, and a crazy look appeared on his face. He suddenly stepped on the army under his feet, and his body condensed momentum. Exuding unspeakable weight, his right hand suddenly turned his fist into his palm. The palm of the hand was in vain, and it swelled more than double violently. The whole palm turned like bronze, emitting a metallic luster.

It changed quickly, forming a mysterious fingerprint, and roared at the backhand of the amber mixed with supreme hegemony. Just between turning his hand, the air around him fluctuated violently, as if a huge seal covered the whole place today. A seal smashed down, pressing all the things under the seal into powder, shattering the void.

This type of turning over the sky seal can be said to be the strongest move of the three regrets. To play this move, you need to have that kind of fierce enemy stomach. The artistic conception and momentum that annihilated the heavens and the earth into red powder in one hand. In the seal, the spirit of the whole body is condensed, and even the power of everything. It's all between turning over.

"Rumble!!"

The sky seal and the tiger's needle tip each other's awn, which are the most domineering manifestations, bombarded together. It was as if countless tons of explosives exploded all at once. The violent waves suddenly smashed all the immortals within a radius of dozens of meters around them and spit blood one after another, and their bodies were as light as paper. Hundreds of monks shouted in panic, but their bodies were swept into the yellow spring like scale camels. Puff!!"

Emperor Shitian and the armed forces collided fiercely. The surging power in the sky seal and the tiger's soul collided again and again, and fought crazily. This type of sky seal can be called horrible, and the condensed power is comparable to that of Emperor Shitian, but this kind of holding, only for a short time, can't overwhelm each other in an instant, and the competition is their own strength. Obviously, in the competition **, Di Shitian has a clear advantage.

Zhou's body, among the thirteen demon veins, a force rushed into the hands crazily from every inch of flesh and blood, and the muscles squirmed violently, conveying every point of strength. He stepped down and suddenly stepped forward. With this step, his body was mixed with infinite power and pressed the Wupo army. Suddenly, he saw that the Wupo army's body was like being eaten by thunder, trembling violently, "Puff. With a sound, a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.

Martial arts practice is martial arts practice. His combat consciousness is so strong that it can't be added. This mouthful of blood spewed out. Instead of turning into blood fog, it was abruptly condensed into a blood arrow by him, bringing out a strong sound of breaking the air. Shooting at Di Shitian's head, there is no doubt that this blood arrow is absolutely unparalleled lethality.

"Humph!"

There was a cold snort in Di Shitian's nose. He made a mistake under his feet, his body opened to the left, and the tiger spirit in his hand turned. The hilt of the knife rose and hit the blood arrow. The blood arrow collapsed, and the tiger spirit also followed the power contained in the blood arrow, and the knife body crossed in front of him. With one knife, he was about to cut out the Wu Po army again. Cut him to the waist and cut him off with a knife

"Howl!!"

At this time, suddenly, in the Huangquan River under the ancient bridge, I don't know how many souls, raised their heads at the same time, and let out a sharp ghost howling. Hundreds of millions of souls let out the roar of ghosts and howls at the same time. The loud and horrible sound made the whole place change color on the spot. All the creatures that stimulate, whether they are demons or immortals. It's like countless needles are pierced fiercely in their heads.

All the killings stopped at this moment.

It seemed that in an instant, he suddenly pressed the pause button and used the meditation technique, which was strange. They tried their best to cover their own ears. I looked over in the pale shellfish spring with a pale face.

"Cing!!"

The tiger spirit in Di Shitian's hand also stopped in mid-air, desperately resisting the ghost crying and howling that kept pouring into his head, and turned his head to Huangquan. Looking at this, his face not only changed, but also his heart thumped.

"How could the soul in the yellow spring suddenly have such a mutation? Silver hair has not talked about it before. There will be such changes here. Is it? There is a change

Di Shitian frowned secretly. Before that, silver hair had never mentioned the transition to the ancient bridge, such a thing would happen. If it was true, there was no reason not to say, that is to say. Such a thing did not happen when the secret world was opened last time. This made him secretly feel a little wary in his heart. What's wrong with this?"

It is not only the emperor Shitian, but also the silver hairs who have been at the forefront, but also stopped moving forward. They frowned one after another and looked at the scene in the Yellow Spring. It seemed very surprised. Obviously, they had never seen such a scene.

In the yellow spring. The whole Huangquan River, across the void, looks like how long it is, but on the surface of the river you can see, there are dense souls floating in the river.

At this time, countless souls showed an extremely fearful look at the same time. They raised their heads, struggled desperately, and bursts of horrible ghosts in their mouths. The sound pierced the sky and looked extremely sharp and terrible. It appears directly in people's minds. It seems that it can shake off the soul in the body.

Make all the creatures on the ancient bridge feel extremely uncomfortable.

"The soul in the yellow spring actually showed a look of fear and fear. Is it possible that something fatal will happen to them

It turned quickly in his mind, and almost in a blink of an eye, a possible conjecture appeared in Di Shitian's heart. For this guess, he himself believes that it should be ** inseparable, but what it is, without seeing it with his own eyes, it is not certain now.

"Look, how can there be objects floating in the Huangquan River? Isn't it said that Huangquan can corrode everything, and the goose feathers can't float up. Even if the magic weapon falls into it, it will be completely corroded for a moment or three.

"That's a lotus flower. I've seen a lot of lot of lotus. But what kind of lotus flower is this black? I don't remember it at all.

"This lotus flower can not sink on the yellow spring. It's definitely not an ordinary thing. It's a treasure, it's a treasure. No, look, why does the lotus have a lamp?

"The black light is weird. Why do I feel a shudder? This lamp, the evil door, must be an evil thing

For a while, there were really some changes in Huangquan. First of all, a strange black lotus flower floated in the river where even the goose feathers could not float. The lotus flower is quite evil. The black lotus flower is extremely rare and rare in the whole world, and it has always seemed to be evil.

Moreover, this lotus flower is in full bloom, just like a black flame, which is really weird.

The strangest thing is that there is a lamp on the lotus. The shape of this lamp is similar to that of an ancient palace lamp, and it is also like the "Baolian lantern" described in the myth of Emperor Shitian's previous life. It's almost the same, but the whole light is extremely dark. However, it shows a jade luster, a silky black light, giving people a cold and cold atmosphere.

But strangely, there is no center of the lamp in this lamp. It didn't emit any light either.

"profit!!"

"It's moving, the lamp is moving. Oh, my God. Look at those souls

"What kind of evil thing is this lamp? It can actually devour the soul in Huangquan and rob the soul with Huangquan. Not to mention seeing it, I haven't even heard of it

"There is a center of the lamp in the lamp, and it starts to turn on. It's terrible; this lamp is devouring the soul and turning into the heart of the lamp. That fire is a ghost."

Although no one knows what kind of treasure this lamp is. But the next move made everyone who saw it take a cold breath.

The strange lamp began to rotate, turning gently for a week. In the nearby souls, they all showed a look of fear as if the end had come. The body floated from the yellow spring and was released from the confinement of the yellow spring under a mysterious force, but their faces were not happy, but only endless fear and ferocious.

The body mysteriously disappeared, leaving only a little black light spot in place. These light spots seemed to be pulled by some kind of traction and rushed to the strange lamp. Rush into the light. Appeared in the center of the lamp.

A little black light spot converged in the lamp, and tens of thousands of light spots burst out a violent light. Condensing together, a sesame-sized black flame was formed. This flame became the heart of the strange lamp. After the strange lamp had the heart of the lamp, it immediately released a mysterious black light and shone around.

The heart of the lamp in the strange lamp is still very small, and it can only shine in a small range, but in this range, it is almost the soul illuminated by the light. Like the previous soul, it mysteriously turns into a little bit of light, flying into the lamp, every little bit. The flame of the center of the lamp increases by one point, and the center of the lamp is also rapidly getting bigger unconsciously.

The center of the lamp is getting bigger, and the range of the lights is constantly expanding.

In a moment, I saw that it was centered on strange lights. The light is expanding outward at a speed visible to the naked eye. To be continued) Day 08 Old Shanxun's book posted all the sneer