Chapter 251 Soul Beast

Zhao Qianyang did not expect that just a superior soul stone could make the soul puppet exert such combat effectiveness. If it is a soul cultivation person in the soul mansion, he will definitely not be worth this soul puppet, but Zhao Qianyang has entered the realm of soul change. With a light smile, the charm flashed on his palm and grabbed the long knife.

"Bang!"

With a shock, the long knife did not cut anything and was directly shaken out. It broke into countless blue light spots, like bright fireworks, dissipating in the distance.

When the soul puppet looked like Zhao Qianyang, he looked stunned. Then he roared and rushed over again and directly hit Zhao Qianyang with his fist. The light on his fist aroused bursts of red flames. The temperature suddenly increased, and the whole world became abnormally dry.

"Too weak!" Zhao Qianyang said softly, and then he waved countless runes and directly imprisoned the soul puppet on the spot.

The soul puppet struggled hard and roared, and his voice was like a rolling angry thunder between heaven and earth, but his body was unable to move.

"This is a good thing, which can be used for research in the future." Zhao Qianyang said lightly and wanted to take out the soul stone on the soul puppet, but he did not expect that the energy of this soul stone had been absorbed by the soul puppet. The soul stone had become an ordinary waste stone. Zhao Qianyang also found that a soul stone was far from enough to stimulate the combat effectiveness of the soul puppet, and the conservative estimate required about 100 yuan. .

"Forget it, put you away first!" Zhao Qianyang waved a rune casually, firmly tied the soul puppet, and took him directly into the storage space.

"I actually appeared to see the soul puppet. Is it about to arrive at some palace? Or...or am I about to get out of this damn place?" Zhao Qianyang was very surprised. He continued to fly forward, but to his disappointment, he never found the soul puppet again, and nothing else was found.

"Damn it!" Zhao Qianyang scolded angrily, "What the hell is this place?" With his irritability, countless skeletons floated from the ground, flew directly into the air more than a few hundred meters high, and then were crushed into powder by an invisible air wave.

"I don't believe it. I can't fly out of this place." Zhao Qianyang gritted his teeth fiercely and continued to fly forward quickly.

Unconsciously, three months have passed. Zhao Qianyang kept flying forward, constantly devouring soul beads, and his cultivation was also improving rapidly.

Another year has passed.

There is no expression on Zhao Qianyang's face. It's not that his heart is numb, but that he is used to it. I am used to this monotonous life and the continuous practice. At this time, Zhao Qianyang suddenly stopped. The figure disappeared in place.

More than 7,000 meters away, Zhao Qianyang suddenly appeared and muttered, "I came to this place again... Ha ha, I flew back again."

This is the place where Zhao Qianyang has just arrived. Zhao Qianyang can clearly feel the rotten space transmission array.

"Haha... Unexpectedly, I flew back again. So, this place is just a planet piled up with the bodies of countless soul practitioners. No wonder I can't fly this damn place." Zhao Qianyang shook his head with a smile and suddenly flashed his brain, as if he had been frightened by something. He muttered, "How many soul practitioners are there? Where is this place? Why do so many soul practitioners die here?"

As soon as this problem is remembered, it always hovers in Zhao Qianyang's heart, like a haze, which can't be dispersed.

"I'm going out to have a look." Zhao Qianyang said lightly that if he could crack the secrets here, then he might have the possibility to go out, and suddenly a trace of surprise and excitement gushed out of his silent heart.

In the roar, Zhao Qianyang rushed away like a fog in the sky. Now the condensed soul armor on Zhao Qianyang is more than 100 times stronger than before. Already able to resist. To control the corrosion of the fog above, Zhao Qianyang kept flying up, giving him the feeling that he was slowly swimming up the bottom of the sea. Zhao Qianyang's consciousness could not be released 5,000 meters, and he had been disturbed by the thick fog containing violent breath. That strange fluctuations made people irritable at the bottom of his heart.

Two days later, the fog in the sky became stronger and almost condensed into a solid shape. Zhao Qianyang needs to keep paying attention to the changes in the soul armor. Repairs are made from time to time.

"Roar!" Just as Zhao Qianyang continued to fly, a virtual shadow stood in front of Zhao Qianyang. The shape of this virtual shadow kept changing, just like the body of the fog spirit. Zhao Qianyang knew that it was not a fog spirit, but condensed by many violent breaths in the sky. Generally speaking, their strength is relatively strong. At the same time, ordinary attacks can't kill them.

"Wo!" The sound of the air being torn sounded, and the huge claws had been torn towards Zhao Qianyang.

"Hmm! Looking for death!" Zhao Qianyang said coldly and casually struck a flash of lightning. The lightning tore a huge opening in the clouds and directly wiped out the claws transformed by the soul beast.

The shocking sound spread far away, and Zhao Qianyang frowned. He realized that the sound just now had caused more soul beasts to come. There are hundreds of them.

The huge palm in the sky condensed and formed again, grabbing Zhao Qianyang more fiercely. Zhao Qianyang's just attack seems to have only angered it, but it did not cause much damage to it.

"Do you really think I can't do anything about you?" Zhao Qianyang smiled softly, and in an instant, countless runes flashed in the air, hitting the huge claws like a shower. The crackling sound is clearly audible, mixed with the howling of the soul beast.

With a flash of light, all the runes disappeared, and the soul beast has also turned into an elite soul and fell on the palm of Zhao Qianyang's hand. The condensed soul of the soul beast is much better than the soul beads condensed by Zhao Qianyang from the fog.

All kinds of hissing sounds came from a distance. Zhao Qianyang was not like being surrounded by these soul beasts. His body turned into a flash of lightning and quickly fled to it. Dozens of soul beasts grinned, blocked in front of Zhao Qianyang with their teeth and claws, and slowly rushed towards Zhao Qianyang.

The hissing in their mouths made their souls tremble. Zhao Qianyang also had a feeling of upset. He knew that this place could not stay for a long time. Without sparing to spend a lot of soul power, he instantly hit more than 100,000 charms.

Dozens of soul beasts blocking Zhao Qianyang's body, after a slight struggle, turned into spiritual soul beads and fell into Zhao Qianyang's hands.

At this time, Zhao Qianyang's consciousness observed that nearly a thousand soul beasts had gathered behind him. There are countless soul beasts flying from afar.

"Really bad!" With a mutter in his heart, Zhao Qianyang turned into a lightning and left these soul beasts far behind.

The fog in the sky is getting thicker and thicker, and there are some very powerful soul beasts living in the strong fog. Zhao Qianyang chose to quietly avoid the past. Five or six such soul beasts can deal with him, but if fifty or sixty come, Zhao Qianyang can only complain in his heart. If he really accidentally meets a soul beast, Zhao Qianyang will try his best to kill the soul beast.

Continue to fly up and look down, a vast expanse of white. I haven't met a soul beast for a long time, and these violent fog containing soul energy in the air gradually dissipated. Zhao Qianyang smiled in his heart, "I finally got out of this ghost place." The sky above was blue. When Zhao Qianyang flew over with joy, he found that it was not as good as he imagined. The blue is not the sky at all, but the ocean formed by the condensed form of the soul fog. Zhao Qianyang felt that he was facing a huge ocean with his head and feet. He was not flying up, but wanted to plunge into this huge ocean.

Zhao Qianyang repaired the soul armor again and played thousands of complex defensive charm arrays, consolidating the soul armor on his body. Every time he stayed for one more second, it took a lot of soul power.

"What kind of place is this?" Zhao Qianyang looked at the rolling ocean on it. After a moment of hesitation, he gritted his teeth and rushed up.

When Zhao Qianyang entered the ocean, he found that the fog condensed into water in the ocean like glue, which was very sticky. Looking up with vitality, there seemed to be a light curtain far ahead, and nothing else could be seen. At this time, Zhao Qianyang felt a huge soul pressure, which brought him an unprecedented sense of oppression.