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Chapter 403: Ghost Stone(2/2)

"It contains sound wave attacks and can also disrupt human spiritual consciousness and soul sea. I wonder what will happen on the seventh level."

Liu Wuxie closed his eyes and isolated all contact with the outside world. He seemed to be in the sky above the sea.

Let those huge waves hit, no matter how strong the wind and waves were, Liu Wuxie remained motionless.

After waiting for about ten breaths, Liu Wuxie suddenly opened his eyes, looked towards the front of his right with a sharp gaze.

"It's really your fault!"

He reached out and grabbed it, a black stone fell into Liu Wuxie's palm, and the sound came from the stone.

"The ghost stone, only those battlefields will be born!"

The black stones grasped in your hands are called ghost stones, which are often encountered in the secular world.

When the two countries fight, they will choose a large piece of open space, fight wildly, and finally blood flows into a river.

The ghost stone was originally just an ordinary stone, absorbing enough blood, slowly evolved and turned into black.

Over time, before those creatures died, they contained a trace of resentment and had been entrenched on the battlefield.

These resentments could not be dissipated, and were finally absorbed by the ghost stone and blocked into the ghost stone.

Many people walk on the battlefield where more than 10,000 people die late at night and hear all kinds of sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howling. In fact, it is not the shouting of lonely ghosts, but the sounds of ghost stones.

A ball of yang and strong energy overflowed along Liu Wuxie's palm and was directly injected into the Yin Soul Stone.

"It is better to use this kind of evil thing less, it is contrary to heaven and harmony!"

The ghost stone in his hand let out a shrill scream, and the ghost inside continued to dissipate, as if it was burned by a ball of flames.

After a few breaths, the ghost petrified into a ball of powder, disappeared completely, and the resentful spirit inside completely disappeared.

The formation was destroyed without attacking, and Liu Wuxie appeared in the stone house, and the sixth level formation was cracked.

The seventh floor is the limit of inner disciples. Few inner disciples come out of the seventh floor normally, and most of them are forced to crush the crystal balls in their hands and leave the formation tower.

Elder Wuyang spent half an hour and finally cracked the ninth layer of formation, and the light spot moved towards the tenth layer.

Liu Wuxie went straight to the seventh floor. The further he went, the more powerful the formation was, and the more difficult it was to crack it.

Who can laugh the best?

"The sixth level formation has not been restored, and the ghost stone inside should have been destroyed by him!"

The Lord of Renyu Peak looked at the Formation Tower and murmured.

"How is it possible? The Yin Soul Stone contains extremely strong Yin Soul Power. How can his small Tiangang Realm be destroyed?"

The Lord of Tuyue Peak showed doubts on his face and was a little disbelief. He must have read it wrong.

"This is also what I am curious about. Only the pure yang and strong energy can crack the energy in the ghost stone. This kid is very mysterious!"
Chapter completed!
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