Countless figures of the Black Soul Clan were floating in the sky, almost covering the entire sky.

No one knows when they appeared or where they were before.

All I know is that they seemed to appear instantly.

Their figures appeared in the ruins of ruins, cut-off mountains, and gaps between heaven and earth.

Then, streaks of deep black aura suddenly emanated from their bodies.

These black soul tribes all have these deep black auras in their bodies.

This is the natal soul energy in this underworld.

Only with these natal auras can one survive in this area.

The opportunity for these black soul clans to appear was the faint, extremely faint light shrouding their heads.

Above their heads, there was a layer of faint light.

At first glance, these lights seemed inconspicuous, but at this moment, after the figures of these black souls appeared, the aura and light seemed to become much more dazzling.

Connected into one piece.

"It's the breath of flesh and blood left behind by the way of heaven."

Luo Qingtong's eyes narrowed slightly.

She could clearly see that the auras of the Black Soul Clan around her echoed the auras of the Netherworld around them.

Not only that, but a faint milky white light also appeared in those underworlds, as if echoing the light on these black souls.

She instantly understood what these were.

It is the blood and flesh left behind when Tiandao fought against his previous life.

The blood and flesh soaked into the land, occupying the land of the underworld and changing the nature of the souls in it.

The people who became the Black Soul Clan are most likely from the Xuantian Shrine, or they may be the troops that Luo Qingtong left behind.

God, you are really thoughtful and planning.

Luo Qingtong's eyes were cold.

She didn't look at the black souls.

Those people no longer have her will in them, not to mention that after so many years, the troops she left behind may not still be alive.

Most of these people are from Xuantian Shrine, so they are all facing the way of heaven.

But I don’t know if there is any possibility for the White Soul Clan to be transformed into the Black Soul Clan.

If so, I guess the people from the Black Soul Clan wouldn't be so uneasy, right?

Therefore, there should be no.

But after so many years of war in the underworld, they are in great need of human supplements.

But his previous life is dead, and without his own army as a supplement, the number of White Soul Clan in the underworld has been getting smaller and smaller over the years, right?

How could it be that this was not captured by the Black Soul Clan and the people from the Xuantian Shrine?

What are they fighting for, and what are they relying on to resist it?

Luo Qingtong looked at the smoke billowing ahead, feeling a sour and astringent feeling in her heart, and she really wanted to go and take a look ahead.

But her face was very calm.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, holding the mark of Siren Minghuo that the previous Bone Man gave her in her hand, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

What is the meaning of this thing that the other party gave me before?

What does Xilang Minghuo represent?

Moreover, where is the king that the Bone Man said?
Chapter completed!