Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 1351 Soul fluctuations, deep pit bones!
The presence of so many wraith creatures here obviously sensed the violent fluctuations of this battle and were attracted by this strong blood energy.

Moreover, there is also the remains of a sacred tiger that can be seen in the sky. The powerful and majestic aura of the divine beast is like a strong aphrodisiac, stimulating all the resentful spirits to go crazy, and attracting the resentful spirits wandering in the world to come crazily.

This is just the first wave. If Duanchou hadn't put away the bones in time to cut off the aura of the Gengjin White Tiger, there would be more resentful spirits and even monsters coming. I'm afraid it won't be long before the whole bone All the resentful spirits in the forest will be alarmed and snatch the remains of this divine tiger with the indestructible body of Gengjin.

Just when Duanchou's thoughts turned and his sword pointed to kill, the red lotus also screamed in the flames, and instantly turned into a rainbow light, leaving Duanchou's shoulders, revealing the real body of a divine bird spreading its wings to the sky, like a flying bird The arrow of the string pierced through the sky in the blink of an eye, and the entire sky was illuminated.

Immediately, Poison Fire Suzaku swooped down suddenly with overwhelming power, those two radiant golden phoenix eyes were even sharper at this moment, and flew towards the bone hill that was cut down by the flying light of the sword. The deep sky was distorted and broken.

A wave of anger filled the wilderness, the phoenix danced for nine days, and the poisonous fire raged, sweeping across the entire forest of bones.

Honglian has now recognized that Duanchou is the main one, and Duanchou's life is more important than herself. As an eighth-rank demon emperor, she is a majestic Suzaku bird, and she has repeatedly put her master in danger. , to her, this is not only a performance of dereliction of duty and incompetence, but also a shame, a great shame!
"Boom"

The sword light blasted, the poisonous fire roared, and the rumbling sound of blasting penetrated the sky and the earth, drowning out all sounds. The whole bone wasteland was shaking and trembling, and it seemed to be frightened by it. The air current fire, like a shock wave, flew and spread out, rolling up a big wave of dust, scraping the ground three feet, and destroying all directions.

In the center, the huge bone forest that swelled high like a cemetery on hills and hills collapsed even more. It was directly smashed to pieces by the continuous sword rain and meteors, razed to the ground, disappeared and destroyed together, and there were also those lurking in the bone hill forest. Hundreds of high-level wraith creatures.

Judging from their ability to lurk silently and attack sneak attacks before, each of them has at least a sixth-level level, and their strength is not below that of ghost wolves. It's a pity that before they can reveal their strength, they have already been bombarded and killed. .

Duanchou's eyes were indifferent, and he volleyed in the air with his hands behind his back, looking at the smoke and dust billowing in the distance, and the broken hills reflected by the fire, there was no emotion on his indifferent face.

With his current cultivation strength, it would be very difficult for the sixth-level monsters and wraiths to cause any substantial damage to him. If it weren't for the influence of this world, the bones would be everywhere, filled with endless resentment, and the damage would be greatly reduced. With his ability to sense spiritual thoughts lowered, how could these wraith creatures lurk over so easily.

However, ants are always ants. After slaughtering a ghost wolf and carefully observing the characteristics of wraith creatures, Duanchou has lost interest in such things. The obliteration and extermination seemed to be an insignificant thing, sweeping away the dust.

That's right, it's dust.

Today's ancient tomb Xiaoqian has been shrouded in darkness, the dead are resurrected, and the resentful spirits gather. Compared with the environment where monsters and beasts ravaged and murdered everywhere before, it is more dangerous.

Whether driven by the instinct of killing and evolution, or the temptation of flesh and blood creatures or the remains of powerful creatures, these wraiths will be attracted, devour all living beings, occupy all powerful skeletons, and deprive every creature of its soul, flesh and blood , skeletons, until finally ruling or destroying the world.

The living beings here will either be completely annihilated and never be reborn, or they will be assimilated and sink, becoming new wraith creatures, which invade and spread throughout the world like a virus.

In Duanchou's eyes, there is no doubt that the vengeful spirits that suddenly poured out of the tiankeng in a day are all dust. +
He released a fiery red lotus heartily, majestic and sacred. After circling twice in the sky, he turned into a spirit bird again, landed on Duanchou's shoulder, and lazily stroked the feathers on his body, with an expression of A self-evident arrogance.

Duanchou smiled slightly, knowing Honglian's thoughts, and praised Honglian without hesitation. In the latter's self-admiring expression, he turned around and waved his hand, a mighty power of gods and demons shook the space. A layer of sword light, stepping out, was about to leave here, but at this moment, a strange fluctuation was faintly revealed in the broken and scorched earth buried deep in the dead silence.

"Ok??"

Duanchou turned around abruptly, the sword light on his body dissipated, and the torn void closed again, but he turned a blind eye to it, but stared fiercely at the far bottom, the building that had been shattered by his plow. In the Bone Hill Forest, there was a strange look in his eyes.

That trace of fluctuation is fleeting and extremely obscure. It is difficult for ordinary monks to detect it even if they are reincarnation true immortals who have the peak cultivation base in the later period. It may not be possible to perceive this extremely weak and obscure fluctuation in time.

But Duanchou is born with a strong mind and soul, which is different from ordinary people. In addition, his sword heart penetrates the ancient well without waves, and it is impossible to hide it from his perception.

Almost at the same time that the fluctuation was revealed, the Zifu Zhenying who was sitting cross-legged in Duanchou's body opened his eyes instantly, shooting out a frightening light, just like the deity, staring closely at the piece of land. Shrouded in smoke and dust, it is a scorched land of shattering and destruction.

He was sure that the fluctuation just now came from under the broken piece of scorched earth. It was not the fluctuation of spiritual energy, nor the breath of death or life, but
Soul fluctuations!

"Crack. Crack"

The chaotic and turbid bone dust, smoke, and flowing fire could not stop those sharp eyes like swords at all. Suddenly, under the gaze of Duanchou, in the deep bone pit more than 20 miles away, one after another subtle The sound of "click, click" sounded, the white bone broke, and the bone pit shook slightly. It seemed that something was buried and trapped in the ground, and it was trying to get out.

One breath, three breaths, ten breaths, a quarter of an hour passed, the sound of bones breaking, clear and loud like firecrackers, the sound became more and more dense, and the vibration of the entire bone pit became larger and larger, gradually rising to form a bone Heap, just when the sound range reached a peak, the bone heap suddenly quieted down,

"puff"

There was a soft sound, and without warning, a pale bone hand stretched out from the ground, with five fingers stretched out, exuding a cold breath, including the whole arm, there was no trace of flesh and blood meridians attached to it, and there were no blood vessels on it. There is only a trace of dust and dirt on it, only this sprinkling of whiteness, with a chilling luster, so white that it is dazzling.

Like a ghost hand in the abyss, it wants to drag the creatures above into the abyss of hell.

(End of this chapter)