Eternal Martial Soul

The ghostly space, the clouds in the sky were all dark and gloomy, the ghost cries and the martial artists' screams were mixed together, suddenly, one after another array formation after another, they emitted a strange light, and when it pierced through the heavens and earth, it seemed to have a mystical effect, adding on the Blue Moon s in the dome, they shone with a bright light.    

At this moment, the Blue Moon was high up in the sky, shining brightly. Looking at it now, this blue moon was a lot bigger than at the beginning, like a mooncake with half of it missing?    

As the booms rang out, more cultivators were dragged down into the river of flames. They screamed as they found it impossible to flee.    

"Why are your movements so fast? Just when we are about to catch up, this Lei Yufeng, has already led his people to start moving again. If this goes on, before we can go join him, most of our clansmen will be dead. Damn it." Stepping into a basin, Patriarch Gu's expression was ugly as he said worriedly.    

"Patriarch, we can't hold on any longer. Why don't we take a break?" Someone asked for instructions.    

"That won't do, once the distance is increased, we won't be able to sense each other's positions anymore. Everyone go for it, increase your speed, get the protection of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, and that will do." Bei Minghai was also gloomy. His soul eyes were bloodshot and revealed an intense exhaustion.    

That's right, Gu Linglong had sent a message back, the number of members who died in Lei Yufeng's hands, the number of Phantom King who had transformed into Echelon cultivators, were already more than thirteen. His' Wyrm King ', had devoured at least millions of evil spirits, and only by relying on him, would he have a chance of surviving. Patriarch Gu said.    

"What?" Thousands of evil spirits, how is that possible? " In that instant, the two families cried out in alarm.    

"Even the Ghost King's Patriarch wasn't his opponent, yet this guy killed thirteen of them. Such a strong soul is inconceivable! "Why is this person being talked about as a trash and playboy? He has already surpassed most of the geniuses." The two great clans instantly went into an uproar.    

"Cut the crap, charge!" When the two great family heads saw that they had mobilized their morale, they immediately spoke up.    

"Kill him!" In an instant, the faces of the warriors from the two families became sinister. Enduring the exhaustion in their souls, under the urge to live, they crazily fought and chased after Su Huai.    

While these warriors were frantically fighting with their lives on the line, the number of warriors from the two families were decreasing. However, the distance between them and Su Huai and the rest was getting closer and closer. After all, every time Su Huai and the others arrived at a formation area, they would still kill and refine the evil spirits.    

As he killed the Echelon cultivators, Su Huai's soul grew stronger, like a ball of soul fire, burning fiercely. The light of the spell behind him gradually began to shine, and when it shook Heaven and Earth, more and more talismans swirled around him. So much so that, the current Su Huai, was unable to stop ~ ~ the strength of his soul, which was a normal Echelon cultivator.    

"Ah, no, this guy is coming my way." Sequence 39 exclaimed.    

"Damn it, this kid's movements are actually so fast." Zhong Xulie roared sinisterly.    

"No.39, you have to fight it out with all your might. Half of the Echelon is down to the last half," he said. The first voice said coldly.    

"Good!" "Brat, I'll fight you to the death!" Echelon # 39, his face distorted.    

"Fight it out with me alone. Brat, are you qualified?" Su Huai flew through the air and arrived before them. Before the person arrived, he spoke first. Echelon # 39 was trembling, and when he lifted his head, he saw a beam of white light off in the distance. It stretched out into the sky, and around it could be seen innumerable talismans, radiating brilliant colors. A young man rushed over, his eyes filled with killing intent.    

"Ang ~ ~ ~ ~" Behind the young man were the people of Ten Thousand Beast Sect and above the heads of those people was the soul of a Flood Dragon. It roared ferociously as it digested and devoured the soul of the evil ghost with all its might.    

"Lei Yufeng!" 39 knew that it was unavoidable and couldn't help but to shout.    

"Brat, die!" Just then, Su Huai had already arrived. The might of heaven and earth struck fiercely, and his' Grand Soul Refinement Technique 'activated, crushing Number Thirty-Nine. His expression was ugly, and blood sprayed out from his mouth as he retreated backward in fear.    

"Hurry, Number 39 won't be able to hold on any longer, increase your speed." Zhong Xulie was furious.    

'Rumble ', Su Huai and Number 39 fought as if victory was in sight.    

At the same time, 500 miles away from area 39 was another array area. At this time, before the array area, tens of thousands of ghosts surrounded a tall and thin man. There were many wounds on this man's body, and blood was flowing out.    

In the sky above this man and the evil ghost, a Ghost King, a tall and thin man, and a powerful soul were fighting. The Spirit King was vicious. The tall, skinny man was not a match, and there were too many evil spirits surrounding him. He was unable to escape, so he let out a furious roar.    

"Hahaha, I, Lv Song, have been famous for a long time, but I actually died in a ghost's land? Great Desolate Holy Lord, even if you go against the heavens and steal his life, you still won't be able to be a match for the Emperor. The Emperor will seek revenge for me, I'll fight it out with you ~ ~ " The soul of the tall and skinny man emitted an incomparably shrill and shrill voice.    

This man was called Lv Song and was one of the two reverends from the Great Xuan Empire, Lv Song. The strength of his soul surpassed most of the Jindan Stage cultivators, but he was not a person who specialized in cultivating the soul.    

Bei Minghai and Patriarch Gu were both at the same level of Huangji Realm, and their cultivations were not as good as his, but their souls were strong enough. Even if they were facing the Spirit King, if they weren't the opponent, they would still have the power to escape. However, this Lv Song could not do it. After battling bitterly for many days, even trapped beasts would fight, and he was finally unable to persevere any longer.    

"Roaaaaaar!" This Ghost King's eyes were blood-red as his body exploded.    

In his despair, he quickly transformed and seized everything. Furthermore, he dragged Lv Song's weak soul, which was being covered by a monstrous curse that was filled with unwillingness and hatred, back into his body.    

Below, Lv Song's body was still standing. His face was twisted and his body was trembling intensely. After a moment, Lv Song opened his eyes: Great Xuan Empire's Reverend, Lv Song! "You're finally dead. I, the Echelon, am half done."    

"Hahaha, we're finally done. Number 37, five hundred kilometers away from you, area no. 39, Lei Yufeng is there, you are the closest, and also a member of the Empyrean Power Echelon. Immediately go and stop him, we'll be there shortly." Number 2 was excited.    

"That's right. This boy is a huge variable. Destroy him immediately." Zhong Xulie roared.    

"We can also leave now. Number 37, the two of us, are Echelon cultivators of the Emperor Peak Realm! Right now, you will be in charge of transferring a portion of the members to the division of labor, driving out the evil spirits to eliminate Lei Yufeng, and get rid of this variable. "I want to walk out of the formation area and capture a martial artist. I want to finish the rest of the sequence ~ ~ ~" Number 1's voice was filled with coldness and darkness.    

"Good!" The variable, should not exist, Lei Yufeng. " Lv Song, also known as number thirty-seven, had a trace of fierceness flash through his eyes. With a flick of his sleeve, he rushed forward.    

"Hahaha, we can finally move freely! In this damned land, we are gods, the Evil Spirits!" At the same time, numerous Echelon cultivators shot up into the sky.    

There were more than twenty of them. Their eyes were full of ferocity. Although they were far away, they were still moving towards the 39th array area. The murderous intent in their eyes seemed to have condensed into reality. In addition, when these Echelon cultivators were halfway done, they were free to move. Talismans swirled around them, and they also had formations behind them.    

All of this happened too quickly, shocking to the extreme! In addition to that, the short and fat Huangji martial artist of the Great Qin Empire transformed into a Echelon cultivator, which was number one. Just like the other members of the Echelon, they all walked out of the formation area. He looked in the direction of number 39 and let out a cold laugh. A dozen or so nearby Echelon cultivators whistled through the air toward him.    

"Good, these people will be our food, hahaha." Zhong Xulie laughed.    

Immediately, the whistling sound became even louder as the Echelon cultivators made their move. They split up into two groups, one group to surround Su Huai, the other group to control the evil spirits to slaughter the warriors who were still fighting desperately. Miserable despair filled the air.    

District 39, a silver-white formation stood on the ground, connecting the sky above. Inside the formation, Su Huai sat cross-legged, the talismans revolving around him, spinning and distorting the air.    

RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU…! By now, he had reached the final stage in refining Echelon # 39. Within his soul, green flames burned, spreading out endlessly. Boundless Ghost aura was being absorbed by the spell formation, absorbed by the soul, and then dispersed into the soul.    

"My soul has recovered even more!" After a while, Su Huai's eyes suddenly opened.    

"Boy, you cannot escape!" Right at this moment, a loud shout echoed out.    

"Huangji Faction? Heh, since when have I needed to flee? " Su Huai suddenly stood up, he was like a mountain, rising up from the ground, like an unsheathed blade, he saw that in the distance, at the horizon, Lv Song had transformed into the Echelon cultivators, and was rushing towards him. Within his eyes, fierceness rose but he did not retreat. Boundless fighting spirit exploded at this moment.    

"Lv Song!" Seventh Prince's body trembled violently. How could he not acknowledge someone who was a Master of Da Xuan.    

However, Lv Song's expression was cold. His eyes were filled with cold stars as he cruelly rushed towards Su Huai. He completely ignored the Seventh Prince's call.    

He knew that now that Lv Song was dead, this person had already become one of the Echelon cultivators, so he did not care about him.