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"Hand over the Yuan Lingshi!"

A thin old man cried out weakly.

"Yuan Lingshi?" Yuan Futu didn't know what it was, so he couldn't help frowning and said, "I don't have such a thing, have you made a mistake?"

Another extremely slender woman snorted, "No? Your primordial spirit sea is so full that you dare to use the power at will. Didn't you absorb the primordial spirit stone or something?"

"Stop talking nonsense with him, let's go!"

Seeing that they were aggressive, Yuan Futu couldn't help but took two steps back.

At this time, the ancestor of Donghuang said: "Don't be afraid, they can't threaten you."

Yuan Futu frowned, recalling the weak blow just now, he didn't feel how powerful it was, and thought: "Could it be because the Yuanshenhai is gradually dying?"

The Patriarch Donghuang said in an affirmative tone: "Yes, most of these sin immortals are not low-level, and some of them are even saint-level powerhouses, but the remaining power is very rare, so there is no threat at all. He is also a poor person, so there is no need to pester him."

Yuan Futu nodded secretly, and was about to use his body skills to leave, but at this moment, a scream came suddenly, very shrill.

I saw a cultivator standing at the back, completely without warning, being crushed to the ground by a mass of black objects, and half of his body was torn apart in an instant, spattering a large amount of blood.

"Demon spirit! It's a demon spirit! Run away!" A sinner yelled hoarsely, and ran away in a panic, and the rest of the people were also terrified of it.

"Old Huang!" Seeing the horrific corpse, the thin old man trembled all over. Uncontrollable anger appeared in his originally dark eyes. Presumably the deceased should be his acquaintance, he rushed forward with a roar .

At this time, the black object raised its head, and Yuan Futu realized that the so-called demon spirit was actually a monster that he had never seen before. A huge pale rib protruded from the light body, and the head was completely a strange skeleton without a trace of flesh and blood.

Its shoulders were thick and huge, two pieces of white bones formed the shoulder armor, and its legs were very slender, completely out of proportion to its upper body, but its movement speed was extremely fast.

It was like a bloodthirsty beast, with half a piece of flesh torn from the sinful fairy's body dangling in its mouth, it looked extremely terrifying.

Before the emaciated old man got close, the demon spirit preemptively struck him, surging like a hurricane, pressing him to the ground violently, and was about to bite his neck off with his mouth open.

"go with!"

At the same time, a foot kicked on its head, with great force, coupled with the excessive force of the demon spirit, it rolled and flew out, Yuan Futu stretched out his hand to lift the thin old man up.

"Are you crazy? I don't know what this thing is, and the world power can't be recovered here, so why save this sinful immortal." The ancestor Donghuang roared in his mind.

Yuan Futu said in a deep voice: "The environment of this sinful prison is much more complicated than I imagined. I need to save him before I can know more information."

The thin old man's face was full of horror, but he never thought that the person who wanted to kill before would extend a helping hand at this time, and said in a trembling voice: "Go, you are no match for this demon spirit."

Yuan Futu didn't want to get entangled with this demon spirit, he turned around and wanted to take him away at this moment, but a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and the demon spirit was already in front of him.

At this moment, he discovered that there was actually a crimson bead inlaid on the demon spirit's chest. This bead was not real, it was like countless light spots gathered, and it was so dense inside that it was hard to see what it was.

But at this moment, a strange and powerful wave erupted from the bead.

The fluctuations covered a very large area, Yuan Futu couldn't dodge at all, he only felt an invisible force pouring into his mind, causing illusions to appear in his eyes.

He found chains as thick as the mouth of a bowl binding him up, hanging in the air, while below was a fiery hell, constantly burning his body, making hissing noises.

"It's actually a soul attack!"

Yuan Futu woke up immediately, and realized that this spirit attack had actually reached the level of a saint, but it was not enough to threaten him.

Immediately circulate the soul orb, condense the power of the soul, and transform into a huge palm slapping in the air, shattering the scene of hell with a bang, and the momentum didn't stop, Yuan Futu quickly issued three Tiangang handprints in succession.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the red bead on the demon spirit's chest was shattered, and he staggered back two steps, and then the body formed by the black light body gradually became dim, and huge bones fell to the ground one by one.

The thin old man exclaimed: "It's amazing, your soul must have reached the consummation of the Holy Immortal."

Yuan Futu was silent for a moment, then walked up to the pile of bones and said, "What the hell is this demon spirit?"

Speaking of this demon spirit, the thin old man couldn't help but look at his brother's corpse, sighed deeply, and said: "No one knows the origin of this demon spirit, they just know that they are the result of a change in this world. product."

Yuan Futu squatted down, weighed the huge bones, and said: "The bones are very old, they don't seem to be new, and they don't seem to have a flesh body."

"That's right, they don't have a physical body, and they are completely dominated by the soul. The red bead you saw just now is the exposed soul body. They are good at attacking the soul, and they can survive by devouring the sinful body to gain vitality." The old man said. Shen Sheng said: "There are many such monsters in the Sin Immortal Prison, and we will avoid them when we see them."

Yuan Futu raised his head, looked at the huge vortex floating in the sky, and began to gradually realize the truly terrifying place of the Immortal Prison. Any cultivator here will have a day of exhaustion. Under such circumstances, they don't even have the instinct to protect themselves, let alone resist the attacks of demon spirits.

"I can't get out, and I'll be attacked by terrifying demon spirits here. Is it true that we have to die to be free?" Yuan Futu said involuntarily.

The thin old man sat down and said, "Death? In this sinful prison, death is never a way to escape, but a door to hell that leads to endless suffering. Here... there is no reincarnation."