Chapter 252 Heavenly Weason Lock Soul Hook

Zhao Haoran smiled easily and immediately made the owner of the hall become uncertain. Could it be that he was wrong?

"Step 10!"

The wolf and the invincible West can no longer be as easy as before. You can clearly hear the gasp. It has almost reached its limit, and you can see a huge white skeleton not far away.

The Lord of the hall and Huang Shan began to resist with their magical power at the same time. It is not impossible to go on, but it may be hurt by pressure, which is not worth it.

Several people's eyes gathered on Zhao Haoran's body at the same time, still stopping at the ninth step, as if he was gradually adapting. His trembling body slowly stood firm and looked as usual, which made Huang Shan a little suspicious. Is the position he was weaker than elsewhere?

The sixth step of his cultivation in the second day should be the limit. What's more, he has not recovered from his serious injury. It is extremely terrible to be able to take these three more steps. I'm afraid that the injury will be aggravated at this moment. This trip to the center of the buried wilderness is useless. It is easy to lead him to a dangerous situation and kill Zhao Haoran.

Each step is the sum of the previous pressure. Zhao Haoran's reminder still benefited Zhao Haoran a lot. At least he was prepared to deal with it.

This tenth step must continue.

"Wow!"

The whole world is oppressed. Even if he is prepared, such pressure still makes Zhao Haoran's breathing stagnate, perhaps a little more powerful than what the wolf said. It seems that heaven and earth will come together, and he can't stand up and down.

If you are looking for a way to die, you can't blame others. The Lord of the hall narrowed his eyes and was able to kill Zhao Haoran, which was worth the trip.

Huang Shan obviously took the same attention and breathed a sigh of relief. Zhao Haoran's existence has always made him very uncomfortable. If he had known that Huang Liang should have died when he was injured, it was a pity that it was too late to say anything. Such an enemy would not sleep safely if he did not die.

"Drink!" Zhao Haoran roared, and the breath suppressed in his chest burst out in an instant.

The West looked at it with interest for a long time, and it seemed that its opinion had been overthrown again. After living for so many years, it was the first time to meet such an interesting person, and the contempt in my heart was swept away.

"This... How is this possible!" The Lord couldn't help telling what he thought in his heart.

Zhao Haoran smiled and said, "The Lord won't keep his word, will he? In this tenth step, I have come down."

The master's face turned blue, his mouth moved slightly, and there was no sound. Suddenly something flew out and rushed straight to Zhao Hao.

"Lock soul hook, good name, thank you for the beauty of the Lord." Zhao Haoran held a strange curved hook engraved with three big words, which was the name of this thing.

The owner of the hall trembled slightly, turned around and stopped looking at Zhao Haoran.

"Hahaha, Zhao Xiaoyou is really awesome. My yellow sand fan belongs to you." Compared with the owner of the hall, Huang Shan seemed much calmer and did not look angry or reluctant.

Zhao Haoran took it over, but he was more afraid of Huangshan, and often the quiet person was the most terrible.

The wolf looked at Zhao Haoran in surprise, but it returned to normal in an instant. "Well, since the bet has been completed, let's speed up and move forward. There are still many fierce beasts nearby. Zhao Xiaoyou's shouting may have alarmed them just now."

The wolf is very familiar with this place. Obviously, it is not the first time to come here, and the rest of them listen to his opinions.

The center of the buried wilderness is very strange, and there is no way to tell the direction at all. Without Lupin's golden roar, I don't know what it will look like.

"Awoo" "Awoo"

Xiaobai sat on Zhao Haoran's shoulder and shouted dissatisfiedly, as if he didn't like Zhao Haoran's soul power to protect it from pressure.

Zhao Haoran was more and more surprised at the origin of this little guy. After these ten steps, Xiaobai did not say a word and had a happy expression. If all the attention had not been paid to Zhao Haoran, I'm afraid that the masters of the hall would have been full of interest in Xiaobai.

He could take another step. Zhao Haoran secretly speculed that if the Lord of the hall knew his thoughts, he didn't know how he would react.

It's enough to deter them. If it's too much, I'm afraid it will be counterproductive. Zhao Haoran deeply understands this truth, and his soul power shows that he resists the pressure.

In front of him is a white skeleton like a hill. Even with the protection of soul power, Zhao Haoran still feels the powerful power contained in it.

The pressure just now came from this. Zhao Haoran raised his head. What is this? It doesn't seem to be complete, but just a part of the body of something.

"For so many years, it still hasn't changed at all." The wolf's eyes became a little cloudy, and his beautiful face almost made people forget his age. At this moment, he seemed to be his real self.

"What kind of skeleton is this?" Zhao Haoran asked without thinking.

The wolf shook his head with a smile, "I don't know, but my wife once said that it may be the toe bones of the ancient fairy demon."

"Toes!" Zhao Haoran looked carefully and saw that it was really like a toe, but it was the first time to see a toe like a hill. "by the way, why didn't Brother Cang Wolf bring his wife with him?"

Generally speaking, soul people are used to bringing double cultivation partners, especially exploring the relics of their predecessors, and the tacit understanding is unmatched by ordinary people.

The wolf looked gloomy, "The last time she came with me and pushed me out of the hole in front of her, but she couldn't come out again. This time I came mainly to look for her body."

I didn't expect that the wolf had such a story, but Zhao Haoran didn't expect it, but he had a little more trust in his heart. Being able to explore for his wife is also a righteous figure. "Sorry, I didn't mean to mention the sadness of Brother Canglang."

"It doesn't matter," the wolf pointed to the hole in front of him. "That's it. Be careful."

There is a small hole hidden in the dense weeds. If you are careless, you may not notice it. Zhao Haoran only glanced at it and felt that his body was cold, and there seemed to be something extremely dangerous inside.

It seems to see Zhao Haoran's abnormality. The wolf explained, "That token is to resist the strange power in it. As long as the token is not far away from the body, there will be no problem."

Zhao Haoran nodded and followed in the end. The invincible look of the West changed a little, as if he was a little excited. The man's strength was too strong to guard against it.

In vain, he gave Zhao Haoran a heavenly magic weapon. The master of the hall has been silent. Yan Luo's gloomy eyes seemed to kill Zhao Haoran directly, but Zhao Haoran did not pay attention to the two at all. Yan Luo was angry, but there was nothing he could do.

In case Gong Yangchen is summoned, I don't know who died.

Eight people stepped in turn. As soon as Zhao Haoran entered, he felt a gust of gloomy wind, as if he wanted to directly blow away the three souls and seven souls. His face changed greatly. The purple-red token in his arms changed strangely. The red aperture covered about ten feet, blocking all the gloomy wind and could not blow into any point.

Looking at the rest of the people, it is the same situation. It turns out that this token is still useful, but I'm afraid it is more useful than this, otherwise several people will not have to struggle to find the last piece in his hand. Since others are unwilling to say, Zhao Haoran will not ask more questions.

The hole is very moist, and the sound of ticking water can be heard in my ears. I don't know where it came from.

Suddenly, Zhao Haoran understood why the strong man of the green clan said it was a terrible curse. These yin winds are invisible and colorless, and they will be hurt immediately. In the moment of insufficient cultivation, they will die without burial. As for those with profound cultivation, they may hold on for a period of time, but in the end, the fate of death will inevitably be inevitable.

Even if the West is undefeated, it is necessary to borrow tokens, and it is difficult for the green people to have more strength than the West's invincible existence. It is indeed a wise behavior to prohibit coming here. Those fierce beasts outside may devour the strong people, not to mention the Japanese souls.

However, it still doesn't make sense when you think about it. Why don't the strong green people talk about the yin wind directly? Instead, they use the strange expression of cursing to describe what he has seen and heard, which may be strange.