Underground abyss.

Nameless cave.

A tall man in feathered clothes walked out of the clear lake water.

The lake water dripped down his feathered clothes and flowed all over the ground.

In front of the man in feather was a blood pool with bubbling blood bubbles, and there was a transforming corpse training hidden in the blood pool.

The man in feathers grabbed a pitch-black chain in both hands, and a rolling ghost was tied into the chain.

This is a ghost in the early stage of practicing the gods. He was very honest at the beginning, but after leaving the ancient tomb, Zhu Zishan began to breathe and naturally brought vitality to the outside world.

The ghost felt the gust of vitality like a volcano. The dusty instinct immediately awakened and the primitive impulse to devour the soul of living, which made the ghost free from ignorance and become a terrible murderous soul.

Even if Zhu Zishan immediately closed his vitality again, this fierce soul was as difficult as the bloodthirsty beast that tasted blood.

Zhu Zishan had no choice but to strengthen the soul-locking spell. He had to hold the Yin stone in his hand and speed up the replenishment of the Netherworld magic power, but even so, his Netherworld magic power almost dried up to the bottom.

When Zhu Zishan returned to this nameless cave and approached the natal spiritual corpse, Zhu Zishan could directly extract the magic power of the Yuemo Corpse Pill through the natal runes. At this time, his Netherworld magic power was refilled.

Sea of ​​consciousness.

A floating island.

Farmhouse courtyard.

The sound of gurgling water sounded again in the dry well that was almost about to bottom, and the dry well that was almost bottomed overflowed again.

A shirtless man in wild boar skin slowly walked out of the hut.

At this time, there was an ornament on the man's right wrist, which was a copper coin the size of a palm. The front of the copper coin was carved with an explosive flame, and the back of the copper coin was carved with a skull wrapped in flames.

The shirtless man in wild boar's skin came to the Black Well under the Ice Crystal Laurel, pointed his one-handed hand at the Black Well, and a dark rune built by the power of the Netherworld, slowly emerged.

This is the second-level Taoist magic soul-locking curse.

As the shirtless man's hand gestures changed, the firm lines forming the cage became softer, even like floating seaweed.

Seaweed grows rapidly and is as messy as hair.

Then the seaweed was entangled together, forming a very tough rope.

Gradually, the tip of a rope produced fine scales, turning into tiny black snake heads. The snake head had red gem-like eyes. The black snake wandered among the seaweed, wrapping all the floating seaweed into its body.

Finally, a slender black snake plate formed a three-dimensional spherical cage.

The black light flows.

The vivid black snake image turned into a pure sculpture, forming a snake-shaped rune with only symbolic meaning.

When the runes were formed, most of the black water in the deep well was reduced. Even if the corpse pills in Yue Mo's body continuously supplied Netherworld magic power, it seemed that it was ineffective...

outside world.

Zhu Zishan, who closed his eyes and deduced Taoism, opened his eyes.

The murderous soul entangled by black iron chains is still struggling frantically, constantly consuming the Netherworld magic power in Zhu Zishan's body...

With a rush.

Zhu Zishan pulled the iron chain in his hand hard, and the black iron chain began to grow rapidly. The head of the iron chain turned into a metal snake head, with scarlet eyes and sharp teeth.

Bang!

The black snake bit the fierce soul in one bite.

The invisible and intangible soul struggled even more crazily, but the black snake did not let go.

The black chains in Zhu Zishan's hand grew loudly, and the metal chains penetrated directly into the body of the evil soul, causing ten or a hundred times more pain to the evil soul.

The wailing sound of the evil soul resounded through the cave, and the soul body of the evil soul was entangled by the black snake, accumulated and fell off...

After a moment.

The aura of the evil soul dropped from the early stage of practicing the gods to the Gang-State.

At this time, the black snake became even more arrogant? The eyes were even more scarlet. The slender snake body completely penetrated into the body of the ferocious soul, swallowing the soul's soul's soul power? The soul body of the ferocious soul was torn.

With Zhu Zishan's magic power infusion? The black snake invaded every soul body of the evil soul and almost completed symbiosis with it.

The aura of the evil soul further declined? From the late stage of practicing Gang to the middle stage of practicing Gang.

This is far from enough...

Even the ghost in the middle stage of Practice Gang is definitely not something that Li Yunzhen can control now.

Zhu Zishan pointed with one hand at the black snake that had already completed symbiosis with the evil soul, and once again cruelly wandered inside and outside the evil soul's body? He destroyed the soul's soul body without restraint.

The white soul body was falling like snowflakes? This was the punishment of the murderous soul, and its purpose was only to weaken his cultivation.

The evil soul let out a silent and shrill scream, and the scream echoed directly into the depths of Zhu Zishan's soul.

This pain and resentment are enough to resonate with any creature.

Zhu Zishan's eyes were dark, as quiet as the deep well of ancient ponds? The painful screams in his soul did not stir up a trace of turmoil in his eyes.

The aura of the evil soul weakens again? From the middle stage of Gang Practice to the early stage of Gang Practice, then from the early stage of Gang Practice to the Qi Practice, and finally to the extremely weak early stage of Gang Practice.

It's done!

He used the Forbidden Soul Spell to seal a vicious soul in the early stage of the God-Studying stage into the early stage of Qi training.

Zhu Zishan hooked his fingers into his hands.

The black stubborn stones in the abyss are stained with yin energy all year round, and even ordinary stones have extraordinary features.

One-handed move.

The wind is blowing!

The ghost in the early stage of Qi training that was completely integrated with the black snake was ingested into the stones.

A soul-locking stone sealing the ghost with the front of the God-Skilling Period was made.

Zhu Zishan held the stone with a faint white shadow flashing in his hand? His eyes were contemplative...

The bone-bone scream of the murderous soul when it was sealed was still echoing deep in his soul. It made him feel uncomfortable? But he just couldn't understand the ghost's screams.

Suddenly.

Zhu Zishan seemed to remember something.

Gulun Gulun Gulun Gulun Gulun...

In the dragon blood pool, plasma rolled.

The natal spiritual corpse Yuemo, who had been soaked in dragon blood for more than two years, emerged from the dragon blood pool.

At this time, Yue Mo was at the last hurdle of transformation? Her breath was infinitely close to the God-training stage. As long as the transformation was completed, Yue Mo would have the magic resistance of the Abyss Demon Dragon? This will be of great benefit to Zhu Zishan through the thunder tribulation.

I saw Yue Mo open his mouth.

The wind is blowing heavily.

The ghost soul body floating like snowflakes in the cave gathered towards Yue Mo's mouth.

The soul bodies of these ghosts were scraped off from the soul body of the fierce soul just used Zhu Zishan to perform the soul forbidden art.

Yue Mo used his ghost energy to digest these souls.

During the digestion process, wisps of information were brought out.

Through the connection with Yue Mo to obtain the runes of the natal world, Zhu Zishan gradually had a slight sense of the murderous soul that was ringing in his soul.

On the surface, this scream is just the pain of tearing the soul body and the resentment towards the perpetrator, but in fact it hides a great and deep despair.

The world is nothing more than an eternal prison.

What's the use of living?

It's just an endless sentence.

It's better to die.

You will not be liberated without death, and you will not be at peace without death.

Death...

Death...

Death...

Under this great despair, Zhu Zishan's eyes were even wet. He seemed to have been affected by this despair and wanted to be liberated.

Suddenly.
Chapter completed!