Only the exposed hands seemed to look normal, but there was no blood at all. There was only a layer of skin wrapping the bones, just like the old corpse in the coffin, and it was also a weathered corpse.

Originally, there were a few curious people hiding in the corner, but after the brown mist dissipated, what was revealed was the rotten head, weathered fingers, and strange blood-red eyes, which frightened them out of their wits.

Everyone was trembling and struggling to escape from this place, but for these ordinary people, it was like a nightmare.

However, before these people could tremble and turn around, the people in the brown mist were caught in the air. Suddenly, all the people who had been hiding in the corners fell down. In each of their withered hands, there were clusters of blue dotted lines, just like

Seeing his withered hands, he grabbed the blue ball of thread and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Haha, I haven't swallowed an ordinary soul for a long time!"

The shadow in the brown mist laughed wildly while eating food.

It seemed that devouring these souls was like taking a tonic for them. Leng Xiao, Xiao Diao and others all looked at each other, not afraid of Wu Yi.

Is this still a human being?

"Oh, it's not good, it's not good, it's not strong, it's boring!"

Just when Leng Xiao and others were stunned, each chewing brown mist man actually thought that the souls of ordinary people were not delicious enough.

"Let's go!" The brown fog man who was fighting Leng Xiao waved his hand. Suddenly, the soul cultivators who had just appeared on the street disappeared out of thin air. It was like a dream, and these people had never been here before.

Just looking at the few mortal corpses lying in the corner, Leng Xiao knew that what just happened was real, although he didn't know why these so-called soul cultivators suddenly came, and after a little testing, they waved and disappeared.

But Leng Xiao knew that if the spies who came out to attack the front station on a regular basis and the spies who came out to attack the front station all left like this, what would happen to the one who could actually take action? Suddenly, Leng Xiao's scalp felt numb.

"Sain. What's going on with the so-called soul cultivators?" With the enemy at hand, Leng Xiao must understand what these horrible and disgusting brown mist people are all about.

"Well, Saiin, I don't know much about it. I just heard that these people come to some kind of holy land. As for where that holy land is and what kind of masters there are, Saiin doesn't know, because every time these people come out,

They can all swallow their souls to cultivate, so they are called soul cultivators!"

Leng Xiao frowned. He had an unknown origin and swallowed souls to practice. Isn't this the same as a demon? Is it possible that there really are people who cultivate demons in this world?

Holy Land? What kind of place is it? Why is it that even Saiin's cultivation level can't understand it, and why is Elder Xuan so worried about it? It seems that it is necessary to go back to the academy to find Elder Xuan to find out more.

Leng Xiao already had enough troubles around him, but now a sect like a soul cultivator from the Holy Land appeared out of thin air to oppose him. Leng Xiao was speechless and looked up pitifully at the bright and sunny sky above.

Does God really exist?

I just felt comfortable for a few days, but troubles aside, such a big opponent appeared in the clear sky. It was not just an opponent, it should be said to be a holy place. Could it be that this so-called holy place also came around the soul-fixing pill.
Chapter completed!