God Ring Howl

Zhao Xiang saw a ghost with a height of more than five feet.

The ghost has disheveled hair, and a beastly red light bursts out of its eyes.

He roared and bared his teeth and claws to fight a duel with a group of relatively weak souls.

In the fierce conflict, he quickly grabbed a weak woman, disregarding her screaming begging for mercy, ignoring her body trembling like sifting chaff, and threw the woman whose eyes were bursting with despair into his mouth brutally, chewing loudly, as if It tastes like delicacies from mountains and seas.

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

Some of the surrounding souls screamed and fled, some turned pale with fright, some fainted, and some even screamed in anger, blew up their souls, and turned into a puff of green smoke and scattered away.

However, a strange and terrifying scene appeared.

The green smoke that blew itself into the soul unexpectedly drifted to Li Gui's mouth strangely and quickly.

Li Gui's eyes narrowed slightly, his nostrils turned up and he sniffed fiercely, as if he was smoking opium.

I saw the blue smoke condensed into a straight line, and immediately penetrated into the huge mouth of the blue-faced fangs at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Li Gui squinted his black eyes and smacked his lips, showing an expression of enjoyment.

And a hoarse and angry voice suddenly shouted frantically.

"Listen everyone, only if we are united can we not be devoured by this devil,"

"Escaping can only hide for a while, it is not a long-term solution at all, let's fight, we will have a chance of survival,"

"Otherwise, reincarnation is nothing but fantasy,"

What followed was a lot of discussion.

"That's right, it's the big masters, let's stand shoulder to shoulder and kill this magic star,"

"He devoured my son Pei Xiaohu, little tiger, I want to avenge you,"

"Yes, I, Zhang Qiang, want to avenge my good friend Pei Xiaohu. I don't believe it. Hmph, I'm a first-level cultivator at the Qi Condensation Stage, and I can't do anything about you."

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Zhao Xiang, who was inside the god ring at the core of the altar, was shocked when he heard the names of Pei Xiaohu and Zhang Qiang.

Immediately, the eyes showed their brilliance, and they suddenly controlled the wave of consciousness hidden on one side by remote control, locking on the three people who were speaking.

When the appearance of the speaker was transmitted back almost simultaneously by the wave of consciousness, Zhao Xiang trembled all over, and the wave of consciousness quickly interrupted the transmission.

Seeing Zhao Xiang whose face suddenly turned pale and was full of anger, Uncle Huan suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.

In Uncle Huan's eyes, Zhao Xiang's face was icy cold at this moment, like a glacier that hadn't been opened for thousands of years.

"Xuanzong, with ulterior motives, went so far as to imprison the souls of mortals," Zhao Xiang said to himself in a low voice, full of anger, "Not only that, but he secretly massacred mortals and collected souls. There must be some terrifying conspiracy." After a short pause, Zhao Xiang raised his voice and continued: "Pei Xiaohu is from my Zhao family village. He was my best friend when I was young. His father, Mr. Pei, has always cared about me... I am afraid that the souls of all the villagers of our Zhao family will be killed by Xuanzong." I collected this incomparably vicious weapon, but I don’t know why Zhang Qiang, an outer disciple of the Five Sacred Sect and my former roommate of Zhao Xiang, also found this weapon..."

Uncle Huan immediately interjected: "This sharp weapon is something from the ghost world..." As if recalling something, Uncle Huan said again after a while: "I remember the old master said that its name is the Senluo Hood. Once it enters the Senluo Hood, never think about going back to reincarnation in this life. The old master's remnant soul disappeared at the last moment, and he told the old slave again and again, saying that if Sen Luo Ho reappeared in the mortal world, the master of the ghost world might have been plotted against, and the world would surely die. Chaos, and asked the old slave to tell the master that as long as he sees the Senluo Hood, he must take it back, otherwise, with the strange and extraordinary ability of the Senluo Hood integrating spirituality, ghost nature, and demonic nature, it will eventually kill the living. devoured together,"

Zhao Xiang was shocked, and asked loudly: "Why, don't even immortals, gods, Buddhas, and demons be spared?"

"The old master didn't say anything, and I don't know why," Uncle Huan said in a calm manner, as if to let Zhao Xiang hear clearly, "In short, I remind the master that no matter what, you have to take this Sen Luo I suspect that the warning signs that keep rising in my heart probably come from it. The reason is probably that I have some characteristics of a human being now, and the spirit of the divine ring merged with me back then. One, I was thinking, I am afraid that the forest cover is also planning to devour me, "

"Even if the nameless old man didn't use Uncle Huan to tell me to collect the Senluo Cover, I wouldn't let this powerful weapon from the ghost world go to Xuanzong to serve as a minion and increase their arrogance. Uncle Huan, the Treasure Collection Jue can also be collected Is it a Senluo cover?"

"In the message left by the old master, it records the evaluation of Senluo Hood, saying that it is the best treasure in the ghost world. Since it is a treasure, the Treasure Collecting Art can naturally collect it. I just don't know how this treasure got to Xuanzong. , there must be a mystery behind this, "

"Collecting the Senluo Cover will definitely cause a lot of commotion. Now, I, Zhao Xiang, have no choice but to challenge Xuanzong head-on,"

"There is no way to do this, just like collecting the demon artifact from the main hall of the Wuyue School not long ago, it will definitely attract the attention of some people in the cultivation world, fairy world, god world, and respect world of Qingluo Star, but if you don't collect the demon artifact Divine weapon, I am afraid that the master will never see the ancestors of the Zhao family..."

After hearing Uncle Huan's words, Zhao Xiang thought for a while, and already had a plan in mind.

He quickly sent a divine thought to Uncle Huan, and the next moment, the altar disappeared in the direction of the lake where the forest cover was located.

After a short while, Zhao Xiang drove the altar, pierced through the invisible and colorless array outside the lake, and successfully reached the deep blue gate at the bottom of the lake.

Staring at the blue gate, Zhao Xiang felt a kind of unknown fire in his heart.

Although he tried his best to suppress it, when he thought of the villagers of Zhaojia Village who lived with his Zhao family ancestors for generations, when he thought that the villagers of Zhaojia Village were all punished and killed because of his Zhao family, he thought that they were all murdered by Xuanzong with ulterior motives. When I put the hood in, I thought of my childhood friend Xiaohu, Xiaohu's father, Old Man Pei, my friend Zhang Qiang from Wuyue faction, familiar faces, and innocent mortals...

His eyes were red, and he roared: "You wait, I will take it back, not a single cent will be lost,"

Uncle Huan stood aside, even though he was extremely anxious, he knew that Zhao Xiang would not listen to what others said at the moment. His affection for the villagers of Zhaojia Village was as deep as that of his parents and relatives, but because of Because of the Zhao family, these villagers died almost instantly.

This almost became a kind of hatred deeply buried in Zhao Xiang's heart, which made him breathless all the time.

When he dreamed back in the middle of the night, he was often filled with grief and indignation, and vowed to kill the culprits who plotted to kill the people of Zhaojia Village.

Zhao Xiang is naturally aware of his violent emotional fluctuations, and also knows that under such circumstances it is difficult to use the Treasure Collection Tactic to collect the Senluo Cover. It is quite worthless.

Of course, he didn't want to break through the weird energy in his body that suppressed his cultivation at this time.

Because breaking through like this, even though it can restore one's cultivation base, the consequences are quite serious.

That is, Ximenhu from Wushanzun Realm and Mo Wuxie from Wuji God Realm will definitely find that Zhao Xiang can no longer control him.

If this kind of thing really happened, it would be very difficult for him, Zhao Xiang, to improve his cultivation level to the Supreme within a hundred years.

This is the worst and worst result, and naturally it is not the result that Zhao Xiang hoped for.

Zhao Xiang tried his best to take a deep breath.

At this moment, the cold blue Nascent Soul figure in his dantian, which was condensed by Yin|Shui Lingqi, moved.

This villain made a tactic with both hands, with a solemn face, and sent streams of cool and cold aura to all directions of Zhao Xiang's body.

Especially the ancestral orifice on the forehead has been nourished by the Yin|Shui Spiritual Qi rushing straight forward.

In an instant, Zhao Xiang's mind quickly recovered clarity and rationality,