Mortals cultivate immortality and awaken their clones to practice together

As soon as he left, Ye Chunyang suddenly felt distracted, only to see the earth undulating and cracking, cracking one after another hideous cracks.

Countless white mist erupted from it, shrouding the sky over the medicine field, and from the outside, there was only a white patch, isolating everyone.

Originally, the monks who rushed into the medicine field didn't care, but suddenly there were a few screams from the white mist, and everyone gasped, and the heat in their eyes instantly turned cold.

Because they found that after the miserable screams of those companions who entered the white mist, the flesh and blood of their bodies melted and turned into white bones and ...... in the blink of an eye

"This ...... What happened?"

Mu Yunshu's little face turned pale, glad that he didn't rush too fast, otherwise he was afraid that he would also become one of these white bones.

Ye Chunyang's face was gloomy, and sure enough, as he expected, this place was not as calm as it seemed on the surface.

"That white mist is not simple, don't come close.

Whispering, he fixed his mind on perception.

Having tasted the bitterness, Mu Yunshu didn't dare to be impulsive this time, and obediently stopped in place and waited patiently.

But at this time, her gaze at the ghost-faced man had obviously changed.

Previously, this ghost-faced man had concluded that there was danger here, and sure enough, it came true, could it be that he had the ability to be an unpredictable prophet? Divine perception had reached the point of superhuman level?

Moreover, this person had abolished the Turbidity Cave Master without much effort, and his cultivation was even more unfathomable.

Mu Yunshu was horrified in his heart, and he didn't know what the origin of this ghost-faced man was, if it was a friend or an enemy, it would be fine, but on the contrary, I was afraid that the consequences would be unimaginable.

Before, relying on some unusual methods, she still despised this ghost-faced man, but at this moment, she had to be solemn.

But if she knew that this ghost-faced man was actually the junior brother she regarded as an oil bottle, she didn't know how she would feel.

Ye Chunyang didn't know that this change made this little senior sister have a different view of himself, at this moment he was perceiving it carefully with his divine sense, but the strange thing was that even if he cultivated the divine refining technique, his divine sense still couldn't penetrate this white mist, as if there was some kind of powerful power in it, isolating his divine consciousness together.

Ye Chunyang's heart was solemn, and at this time, outside the white mist, many monks also showed a look of horror, and no one dared to rush forward again.

"Senior Brother Li, this place has reached the center of the treasure house, not far from the place where the ancestors sat down, no matter what, we must find a way to cross this place, otherwise the experience will not be completed. The

eldest princess lowered her phoenix eyes and looked a little ugly on her face, but now, she can only rely on the one next to her.

"It's okay, this white mist is indeed a bit mysterious, but it's not enough to stop you and me. Li Hong smiled proudly and walked out confidently.

However, he didn't make a move, but glanced at everyone, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, we have the same purpose, all to reach the deepest part of the treasure house, but now that this white mist is blocking in front of us, we might as well join forces to kill a bloody path, as for this spirit grass all over the ground, how about everyone with their own abilities after the white mist is expelled?"

Everyone looked evasive and silently answered, but obviously they all had a tacit attitude, and all of the people present were scheming characters, so they naturally refused to contribute alone, so as not to be powerless to fight for the real treasure when it appeared.

Now, Li Hong has given them a good suggestion, so that they can tear through this layer of white fog on the premise of preserving their strength.

At that moment, everyone sacrificed magic weapons and showed their own spells.

After Ye Chunyang groaned slightly, he also sacrificed the magic weapon.

Seeing that things were developing in the way he expected, Li Hong's expression was quite proud, and as he spoke, the golden giant sword flew out from behind his back, spinning extremely quickly in his hand.

There was a loud bang.

The sky was full of light like a rainbow through the sky, and the scene of dozens of magic weapons playing together was extremely spectacular, under the bombardment of this majestic spiritual power, the white mist in front of him was instantly torn apart by a wide road of dozens of zhang.

But the next scene made everyone's expressions change.

I saw that in the open white mist, there were dense clouds of black-brown gas floating, showing grimaces covered with hideous, not like humans, but more like demons in hell.

They opened their mouths and screamed, spewing out strange pillars of light, and wherever they passed, the air was distorted, and all the aura was drained in an instant.

Everyone gasped, it was obvious that those who had turned into white bones were the masterpieces of these demons.

"Demon Soul!"

At this time, a voice came from her ears, and the little senior sister Mu Yunshu took a deep breath, and a solemn expression appeared on her face.

Hearing this, Ye Chunyang's complexion changed slightly.

He naturally knew what the demon soul was, so he took the inner pill from the demon beast, and then forcibly refined it with the soul of a human monk, so that it could become such a ghost body that was not human, and was not a demon.

And if this demon soul wants to last for a long time, it must absorb spiritual energy from physical beings.

There are at least hundreds of demon souls here, and refining these demon souls, the former emperor of the daughter country doesn't know how many monks he wants to kill, and the means can be described as ruthless.

"Hmph! It turns out that some evil spirits are doing it, how can they stop me?"

When everyone was surprised, a sneer suddenly sounded in the field, Li Hong's sword flew into the gap in the white mist, and the brilliant sword rainbow split the souls of the demon souls, showing an amazing cultivation.

At the same time, all the monks did not show weakness, and sacrificed their magic weapons one after another, and frantically slashed the demon spirits that surrounded them from all sides.

Without the cover of the white mist, the attack power of these demon spirits seems to have decreased a lot, as for the previous few people, it was because the white mist blinded their vision, and they didn't expect that there would be such strange things as demon souls in the white mist, which caused them to die.

At this moment, everyone can clearly see the goal, and naturally they are no longer afraid.

However, watching the demon souls in the white mist being gradually killed, Ye Chunyang secretly felt heartache, these demon souls seem to be evil, but if they can be controlled in their hands, they are definitely a big killer feature.

At this moment, he had the idea of taking these many demon souls into his pocket.

There are divine sense marks of the refining people in the demon souls, which cannot be erased by ordinary people, and before cultivating the refining technique, Ye Chunyang does not dare to have this idea.

But at this moment, these problems were not a problem for him, and with the strength of his divine sense, he could easily replace the mark of the refining person.

Inevitably, the demon spirit was hunted even more, and he immediately rushed into the crowd and grabbed it with a big hand.

With the Lingyin cloak on his body, Ye Chunyang's speed was outrageously fast, and in a blink of an eye, he captured the three demon souls in his hands, and then wiped his divine sense without anyone noticing, replaced it with his own mark, and unknowingly put it into the Qiankun bag.

Mu Yunshu and Princess Xuanyang also joined the battle circle, and the two obviously didn't notice Ye Chunyang's actions, they only thought that he was going to tear the road and rush to the medicine field, and this time they also killed harder.

Who knows, watching the demon souls being buried under their hands, Ye Chunyang's heart hurts, but because of the secret of refining the divine technique, he can't make it clear to the two, so he can only capture the demon souls as quickly as possible, and at the same time collect the surrounding white mist.

Although these demon spirits are not strong in attack, as long as they are covered by this strange white mist, they can also make the opponent hit when they fight with people in the future.

Thinking of this, Ye Chunyang was even more happy, not long after, there were no less than ten demon souls in his Qiankun bag, but at this time, he suddenly moved his heart, and saw that in the white mist somewhere behind him, there were many demon souls that disappeared strangely.

It wasn't that he was killed, but that he was charged.

There were people in the presence who had the same purpose as him.

And this person's body method is so fast, in the blink of an eye, he collected more than a dozen demon souls, and the white mist in front of him was swept away.

This discovery surprised Ye Chunyang greatly, could it be that there were also people here who had practiced soul art like him?Know the method of erasing the imprint of divine consciousness?

At this time, the person who collected the demon soul also seemed to have discovered him, and his eyes suddenly looked over.

It was a man with tattoos, this person Ye Chunyang had the impression that he was the companion of the Tsing Yi man next to the fourth princess, and he was actually capturing demon souls.

Ye Chunyang furrowed his brows, his divine sense probed on this person, although the other party had the cultivation of the eighth layer of qi refining, there were no other abnormalities, and his divine sense was only like ordinary people, not very powerful, and he didn't know what his purpose was in capturing the demon soul.

"I know that you have some ability, but these demon souls have taken a fancy to the uncle, you are the reincarnation of the king of heaven, dare to snatch it from me, and the uncle will kill it according to it! If you don't want to die, get out of here!" Ye

Chunyang was stunned for a moment, and from beginning to end, he stood very low-key, and didn't say a word, how could he provoke this bastard.

However, he has never been a soft persimmon that can be rounded and flattened by others, if the other party can drink him back with these three words, he will not be able to go today.

"What's the matter? You didn't hear what the uncle said? Do you want me to throw you out with my own hands?"

The man with the tattoo on his face had a fierce gaze and a calm tone, and he was also an arrogant master who had no bottom line.

However, before he could finish speaking, his two eyes suddenly opened like red lanterns, and he saw a big hand in front of him like a mountain of mountains, crackling and bursting his defensive air shield, and slapping him in the face.

"Poof!"

In an instant, the tattooed man was like a deflated ball, a large mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and his body flew out of the white mist, until the last moment, he didn't know how the defenses on his body were burst.

Seeing that the person turned into a black dot and flew out of the white mist, Ye Chunyang put away his spiritual power and shook his head.

If the world is really declining, you can't want to coexist peacefully, but this person is stupid, knowing that he has the ability and dares to be arrogant, isn't this forcing him to be angry.

Now it's not in Lingyun Sect, and it's not showing his true face, his cultivation can be played freely, and it's just a matter of collecting demon souls, but he still has to make provocative remarks, and being slapped away with a palm can only be regarded as his own humiliation.

Now without anyone's interference, Ye Chunyang's demon hunting is naturally smooth and smooth.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of demon souls were put into the Qiankun bag.

"Now that this medicine field is shrouded in white mist, it is a good time to collect the spirit grass!" Although

the white mist on the medicine field was filled, it couldn't stop Ye Chunyang's eyesight, and he found that with the spirit hidden cloak on his body, even if he went deep into the white mist that was not opened, he could easily avoid the attack of the demon soul, which created extremely favorable conditions for him.

Seeing that everyone was doing their best to deal with the demon soul that tore through the white mist, Ye Chunyang's body flashed, and he quietly disappeared into the depths of the dense fog and began to search for it.

But suddenly, his complexion changed slightly, and the Qiankun bag trembled uncontrollably, as if there was some kind of huge force in it that wanted to break the ban, and when he looked into it, it turned out to be the red blood order that he had covered with exercises and sent out a rainbow light again.

Someone is sensing the Red Blood Order!