God Ring Howl

For Zhao Xiang, whose cultivation base has been sealed to the level of Xuanxian.

As long as it is within a hundred miles, as long as relatives have activities in this range.

No matter passively or actively, no matter whether intentionally or intentionally, he hides his body breath.

As long as it doesn't take more than a stick of incense, he can rely on his telepathy with them to make a rough judgment.

At this moment, Zhao Xiang's face was cloudy and cloudy, and evil spirits, evil spirits, and cold air were billowing, forming waves of extremely strong coercion, which spread rapidly to all directions.

After a while, he retracted abruptly, turned his head and said to Zhao Huan.

"I'll advance into the core god ring of the altar, you go and help Yan Xiaoxiang deal with Xuanzong's affairs."

"I suspect that the Dark Sun Organization, the Qingyue League, or some well-known organization have left eagles and spies among Xuanzong's disciples."

"For these claws and claws, if you find one, kill one, and if you find two, get rid of one pair. Never be merciful." [

Zhao Huan replied with a stern voice flashing across his face.

"I know how to do it, you go in and quickly understand the specific situation in the Senluo hood."

"There is also Niu Yifu. He must know some secrets. As for the third brother Zhao Fei, I think he has limited knowledge."

"The organization that imprisoned my uncle and the three elder brothers actually has the most fundamental purpose. I don't think there is anything else, but to arrest you."

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Huan disappeared suddenly, like a stream of light, shooting towards the direction of Xuanzong's main hall.

Zhao Xiang also disappeared immediately, and he dodged into the altar's core god ring.

It's somewhere in the mountains a hundred miles away from Xuanzong.

The three figures kept flickering towards the distance.

That thin, wretched man in his thirties had a fierce, vicious, and cunning look on his face.

Facing Xuanzong's direction, he let out a loud "Bah".

"Zhao Xiang, you bloody little red guy."

"It's your fate this time, and you escaped from Bai Ruyun's hands."

"Hehe, fortunately I saw the opportunity early, otherwise, it would be a bad idea for you to rescue your shitty parents, Brother Zhuyi."

"Hmph, hum, let you jump around for a few more days first, wait for me to arrange a game, a net, hehe, then, hehe, hehehe, let's go back to the hall..."

Ximen Qing didn't continue talking, and shot a gloomy light like a bean mouse's eyes in the direction of Xuanzong. [

After a soft drink, he led the other two people to turn around quickly and disappeared in place.

Zhao Xiang is well aware of this.

Standing on the fifth floor of the Divine Ring, he is impatiently holding the six Senluo Covers on his palm and observing them carefully.

The size of a fingernail, the Senluo Cover is in the shape of a black ghost's head, and it exudes an exhausting forest and poisonous aura.

It is the breath that belongs to the soul, which is a combination of resentment, anger, hatred, and sadness.

If you probe into your spiritual sense at will to spy and investigate, it will make the master of your spiritual sense feel ashamed.

Not only is the spiritual consciousness greatly damaged, but the soul will also weaken immediately and may even collapse immediately.

This is also the fundamental reason why Zhao Xiang collected three Senluo masks when he entered Xuanzong for the first time, but did not use his spiritual consciousness to explore them.

The first time he explored it with his spiritual sense two years ago, his soul was seriously injured.

If it weren't for the nourishment of the golden Buddha fruit left by the ancestor Zhao Tong, the Qiang Ling Jue would be strengthened through practice.

How can Zhao Xiang's consciousness and soul be restored to the original state now, let alone strengthened and refined.

Staring at the Senluo Hood, Zhao Xiang's eyes flickered endlessly. He felt that with his sixth-level Golden Immortal cultivation base and his spiritual consciousness frequency of millions of times in an instant, if he probed into the Senluo Hood again this time, it would not let him go. The evil spirit of Yin inside corrodes the slightest bit.

He quickly separated six strands of consciousness, and entered the forest hood that contained the souls of mortals.

Through investigation, the divine consciousness fed back the information to the depths of Zhao Xiang's soul.

Zhao Xiang immediately understood.

The six sunra shields obtained are divided into three classes.

One is the low-level, which detains the souls of mortals, and the second is the middle-level, which detains the souls of monks from the gas condensation stage to the alchemy stage.

The third category is high-level, and all the souls of monks in the Nascent Soul stage and above are detained.

Each category has two Senra hoods.

Among them, the forest cover that was collected just now has relatively few souls imprisoned in it.

As for the Senluo cover collected by Xuanzong for the first time, the number of souls imprisoned in it is five or six times that of the later ones.

Zhao Xiang paid special attention to the low-level Senluo cover he received for the first time, and specially communicated with his inner souls Pei Xiaohu and Zhang Qiang.

Inside the forest hood, Zhao Xiang's spiritual consciousness condensed into his own appearance.

The moment I saw Zhao Xiang.

Pei Xiaohu and Zhang Qiang were stunned. They all thought that Zhao Xiang's soul was taken away by someone's death.

The souls who had been fighting endlessly stopped their bloody battle the moment Zhao Xiang's soul entered.

Because Zhao Xiang unleashed a powerful and rare power, under this power, no soul can resist one or two.

They all felt that if they had even the slightest thought of rebelling, their souls would immediately perish.

Zhao Xiang approached the two of them, his words were gentle, implying the slightest breath that calmed their minds.

"Xiaohu, Zhang Qiang, what I came in was a ray of divine sense."

"I have a few questions for you, and you must answer them carefully."

"Let's talk about myself first, I have already cultivated successfully, and I know that you are all soul bodies."

"In addition, I also know that all the souls imprisoned by Sen Luo have lost their qualifications for reincarnation. There is no way to change this situation. All I can do is to do everything I can to reduce your suffering... "

Zhang Qiang and Pei Xiaohu showed expressions of surprise, shock, and despair at the same time.

Zhang Qiang first asked Zhao Xiang: "Since you have succeeded in cultivation, can't you let us out of this forest cover?"

"Yes, yes." Pei Xiaohu still looked like an eleven or twelve-year-old child, and immediately asked, "Ah Xiang, can't you let me out? For the sake of being good friends since we were young, Just let me out, I really don't want to stay inside anymore, it's too scary for me."

The image formed by Pei Xiaohu's soul trembled uncontrollably in front of Zhao Xiang.

Zhao Xiang felt sad, this Pei Xiaohu had been his friend since he was a child.

Many times I brought him delicious and fun things from home to Zhao Xiang.

And Zhang Qiang was Zhao Xiang's roommate who gave him the most help and care when he first joined the outer disciples of the Wuyue Sect.

For these two people, speaking from a selfish point of view, he wants to rescue them out of the forest, away from the sea of ​​suffering, and enter reincarnation.

However, he had to be honest with the two friends.

Zhao Xiang stared at the two people in front of him, and said something sad and helpless.

"I'm sorry, if you are released, none of you will be able to enter reincarnation smoothly."

"Not only that, you will intensify your efforts to devour more living mortals, and let them become yin souls that can never be reincarnated with you. Don't look at you today, you are so peaceful and rational now, but once you break away from the forest hood In this environment, you... well, let’s not talk about it.”

Zhao Xiang's spiritual thoughts that entered the Senluo hood exuded the calming power of the Golden Buddha Fruit.

At this moment, Zhang Qiang and Pei Xiaohu's Lingtai are naturally clear and clear.

Zhang Qiang paused for a while, and finally said to Zhao Xiang,

"Just ask, Zhao Xiang, I will know if I can say enough."

Pei Xiaohu on the side, even though he was only eleven or twelve years old, quickly replied to Zhao Xiang: "Me too."

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