Chapter 148 Those who enter the mountain, kill!

The soul flag shook, and hundreds of ghosts flew out one after another. Under the leadership of the strongest ghosts in the scarlet eyes, they wantonly harvested the lives of the souls around them.

I didn't expect that the Japanese soul was so powerful after refining into the ghost. The two elders died under the tusks of Tenglong without any resistance, and Zhao Haoran observed that the vitality in the two people's bodies was all absorbed by Tenglong, and the ghost itself had undergone some strange changes.

But it was very weak, and Zhao Haoran was not in the mood to pay attention to these for a moment.

"Ah, let's go."

There was a shout in the crowd, and everyone seemed to have found the backbone.

I can't wait to have two legs, but I didn't expect to see the disaster when watching the bustle.

Zhao Haoran turned around and no longer looked at the ghost with the cultivation of a Japanese soul. Its power will not be affected by the aura in the Broken Soul Mountain. It is simply a delusional for the star soul to escape.

Human skins were thrown on the ground, and those weak ghosts scrambled to grab each other, but in the time of incense, there was no living people in the Broken Soul Mountain.

At least you have to wait until the next day to let people into the mountain, which is still safe for this period.

There was a dead silence in the dark night, forming a strong contrast with the lively scene just now, and the white cocoon is still hanging in the air.

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose. It was really not the right time for the transformation of this little beast to appear.

While meditating cross-legged, suddenly the ice sword began to tremble violently. As soon as Zhao Haoran took it out, he saw the little beast turn into a streamer and rushed out of the Broken Soul Hall impatiently.

Zhao Haoran quickly followed, and a vision appeared as he approached the sky. The white light finally gathered into a white cocoon and wrapped the little beast tightly.

Although I don't know what happened, it can be seen that this is good for the beast. The aura fluctuates regularly, as if it is being conceived in another life.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Haoran was regarded as a strange treasure by those ignorant people. Zhao Haoran had been hiding aside. With the hidden breath of thousands of illusion masks, Ba Yanle and others did not find anything abnormal at all. It was not until Zhao Haoran saw the opportunity to kill him.

Compared with other places, the limit of soul power is too large. If it weren't for the infighting between three people, Zhao Haoran would be a little troublesome if he wanted to keep the three of them.

I originally wanted to rely on the protection of the Broken Soul Hall. Even if the rotten old man came, it would not be possible to break it for a moment. With buffer time, there will always be a chance when the cultivation is restored, but this strange action of the little beast has brought great trouble.

Zhao Haoran understood that the little beast at this time could not be disturbed, and the white light in mid-air was extremely conspicuous in the night.

If someone leaks the news, Zhao Haoran is not sure that he can protect the little beast. In a hurry, he can't care about anything else. Anyone who is in the territory of Broken Soul Mountain will die!

"I hope you can finish it quickly!" Zhao Haoran meditated in his heart and issued an order to let the ghost of Tenglong stay at the entrance of the Broken Soul Mountain. Those who dare to enter and kill!

The sky gradually brightened, and the Broken Soul Mountain began to be lively again. There was an endless stream of soul people who came to collect medicine every day. Occasionally, they happened to find precious medicinal materials and became rich.

Wang Ergou is also one of them. He is extremely ugly, but no one dares to underestimate him. I don't know whether it is luck or strength. In short, Wang Ergou has gained a lot of benefits in the Broken Soul Mountain. Now with a month of cultivation, he still likes to go to the Broken Soul Mountain to collect medicine.

"Brother Wang, you are here!" Many people said hello, but Wang Ergou just nodded slightly.

"Can you take us with you this time?"

Wang Ergou seemed to be in a good mood and nodded. He also slowly climbed out of Broken Soul Mountain step by step, but he was naturally good at observing and summarizing, and got a lot of rules. He knew where to grow the most medicinal materials and what kind of medicinal materials would be produced.

Of course, this is his secret and will not be easily passed on to others.

However, there is still no problem for the star soul to pick up a little benefit behind his buttocks.

"Brother Wang, please stand in front of me. Anyway, I have to follow you." There is a five-star soul in front of him.

Wang Ergou took a look at him and exchanged positions with him rudely. He secretly said in his heart that the boy was still a little colored. After entering, he would give him some advice so that he would not enter the mountain in vain this time.

There were only four or five people, and soon it was Wang Ergou's turn to pay the necessary taxes and stepped into the entrance.

It was quiet around, and it didn't look like someone had just entered. Wang Ergou smelled a trace of insecurity.

Turning his head is like escaping from the exit, but he saw a pair of scarlet eyes.

Wang Ergou's hair is upright. Although he has never seen this thing, his powerful breath is not fake, as if there is an inexplicable attraction. His body is frozen in place and he can't move.

The two fangs exposed were very horrible and came over without delay.

Wang Ergou's heart was cold and finished. Unexpectedly, such monsters appeared in Broken Soul Mountain, and he had no strength to compete with it at all.

Wang Ergou could feel the chill on his fangs, and his body couldn't help shivering.

The chest was hot, and a golden light shot out and hit the ghost.

The ghost screamed, and Wang Ergou found that the bondage of his body had disappeared. He took three steps and two steps and climbed out of the Broken Soul Mountain in confusion.

"Don't go in. There is a powerful monster in it, at least with the strength of the February soul."

"What?" The disciple responsible for guarding the Broken Soul Mountain was also apphorred. "Quickly report to the two elders. The Broken Soul Mountain has changed. I don't know what happened to the four elders and the five elders."

Escaped?

Zhao Haoran was slightly surprised. Tenglong's ghost seemed to have been slightly injured, but it was not very serious. He could feel that he was very angry. Unexpectedly, he also had emotions, which was unexpected.

Sooner or later, Zhao Haoran has already known that there is still no change in the white cocoon in mid-air, and he doesn't know when the transformation will be completed.

Keep holding on!

Zhao Haoran knew in his heart that the powerful role of the ghost in the Broken Soul Mountain was unimaginable. Even the arrival of the people of Hehuan Sect could be blocked for a while.

Suddenly remembered the storage bag left by Bayanle, and Zhao Haoran took it out curiously. He, a small moon soul man, actually had such a treasure. No one would believe it. Even the Japanese soul, only half of them owned this treasure.

This storage bag is good and bad, and the space inside varies in size. Zhao Haoran explored it and found that this storage bag is also a medium-grade, with 10 cubic meters, which is a little better than ordinary guest rooms.

Those ordinary magic weapons Zhao Haoran don't like it. There are two golden elixirs in it. This precious elixir is really rare. It's definitely not Bayan's. Zhao Haoran has a plan in his heart.

There are more than 100 soul stones, and it seems that the original owner of the storage bag is quite rich.

The most placed is the broken soul grass. Zhao Haoran accepted it rudely. Although it is not a particularly precious thing, it is still very useful. One of the medicinal herbs mentioned by Gong Yang Chen is the broken soul grass.

There are four long sticks in the corner, which are very inconspicuous. If it hadn't been for the broken soul grass, Zhao Haoran would not have noticed them.

What kind of magic weapon is this?

Curiously, Zhao Haoran took it all out, and the surrounding aura would be dispersed. The quaint breath made Zhao Haoran feel that this thing was unusual. These four long sticks seemed to be a whole set, but it was really difficult to see what the specific role was.

After the soul power entered, it was found that the interior was empty, as if there was nothing, and it was explored with divine knowledge, but it was still the same effect. It was clearly a treasure, but I didn't know how to use it. It was really annoying.

However, there must be a way to use the magic weapon. Zhao Haoran thought for a moment, took out the ice sword and cut a cut in his hand. His body was too strong and it was very troublesome to have time. Nowadays, it is extremely difficult to draw a wound on his body.

You must cooperate with the ice sword and try your best to restrain the soul power to recover, otherwise it will heal as soon as it is cut.

Blood dripped on the long stick, and there was a reaction. Zhao Haoran did not know what would happen. The dark observer was afraid of any accident.

However, the four long sticks were changed into a flag, which was engraved with dense characters.

Zhao Haoran wanted to close to observe, but suddenly a black fog appeared in the flag, and the surrounding mountains suppressed by the surging breath began to collapse.

What's going on? Zhao Haoran's face changed greatly and protected around the white cocoon so that the little beast could not have an accident.

Although the contact with the beast is not particularly long, Zhao Haoran has regarded him as his relative and does not allow anyone to hurt him.

"Zhao Haoran, is that you? Where is Bayanle? Hahaha, I didn't expect to meet you."

Tu Jiang!

Isn't he dead? Colorful light protects the body.

The black smoke rolled up the dust all over the sky and hit Zhao Haoran directly.

Bang!

The body shook, and the colorful light curtain only fluctuated slightly. Zhao Haoran's face was full of suspicion. It seemed that this Tu Jiang was just a vain appearance and did not have the previous strength. What else to be afraid of.

"Spirit?" Zhao Haoran didn't notice that Tu Jiang was just a remnant soul at this time. No wonder he had no strength.

Zhao Haoran smiled softly. This is really a help in the snow. The cultivation in front of Tu Jiang is extremely strong. If it is refined into a ghost, I'm afraid it will not be weak.

"Receed!"

The magic formula was pinched, and the black fog involuntarily moved in the direction of the soul flag.

"What do you want to do? There is something to discuss." Tu Jiang sensed something wrong, and he continued to survive with four flags. In fact, it was not much different from death. If it hadn't been driven by Zhao Haoran's blood, he would have run out of energy and died in the flag.

"Discussion?" Zhao Haoran snorted coldly and accelerated the casting in his hand.

Tu Jiang couldn't resist at all and roared angrily, "You young generation, you are as easy to die as Bayanle."