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Chapter 137 Soul Imprisonment

"It's too slow., so shameless. You are so weak!" As soon as this said, Hong Ri didn't care. He shrugged and pretended not to hear it.

Huo Li didn't have the ability of him. A white face of Ningshuang suddenly turned red and turned purple, and finally it was black like a dark cloud.

But the doll didn't know how lethal her words were. She had a typical childish temper. Even if she said it, she had already run to the place full of wreckage of sand monsters, checked the fire crystals that had lost their aura, and threw them into her white palm and started playing with them.

This unintentional look made Huo Li block his chest in one breath. After a while, he walked over to the side with a calm face and avoided everyone's gaze.

Zhang Fan couldn't help but smile when he saw the farce between them.

After Cao Zhuo's detailed introduction and observations during this period of time, Huo Li knew a lot about it.

This person is in a famous family in the overseas immortal cultivation world. Perhaps because he was spoiled and loved since childhood, he has abundant resources from his disciples, but no fierce competition, which has cultivated his extremely proud personality.

If Hong Ri had been so insulting before, he could have thought that he had not heard it, but the doll was based on facts, which immediately stimulated his fragile heart.

Zhang Fan was happy to see this, the heavier the stimulation, the better. The sand demon just now made him feel scared, and I think the road ahead will definitely not be easy.

It would be more exciting to this kid and let him reveal his wealth and save them a lot of trouble.

However, after paying a little attention, Zhang Fan turned his gaze away from Huo Li, and the other person needed to pay more attention to it.

Walking to Cao Zhuo's side, nodded at Shui Wuyue, who showed a worried look on her face, and then said, "Fellow Daoist Cao, are those two of them?

Cao Zhuo's face was gloomy and he looked at the wreckage that collapsed into pieces and mixed into the red sand not far away. He murmured: "They are my friends since childhood. If they weren't for helping me regain my family's reputation, they wouldn't have."

When he spoke, Zhang Fan wanted to comfort him. After all, this person was crucial to his subsequent exploration. Before he could speak, he felt a wave of tremors coming from the ground.

This tremor is very different from the appearance of the sand demon. It is a kind of majestic and domineering power, using force to break the cleverness. But now it is a tremor of unity. It feels like the entire Red Sand Desert has come alive.

The desert naturally could not survive, but the behavior of Zhang Fan and others seemed to have angered the little demon of fire crystal in the entire desert. The entire desert was trembling, and pieces of red sand were shaking out of thin air, and a new dust storm was about to take shape.

Everyone was so obedient that they didn't know if they could resist here again, they might not be able to stop and be exhausted even if they couldn't beat them to death. They all soared into the air and were about to fly away.

At this moment, Cao Zhuo suddenly screamed, attracting everyone's attention.

"This is you"

Following Cao Zhuo's almost dull gaze, everyone looked around and saw that two figures of the heads appeared like demons above the wreckage of the sand monster before.

The round faces are all distorted and deformed, as if something infinitely terrifying is happening to them. The invisible force tearing and kneading their faces like dough, as if they may be divided into countless portions at any time.

His mouth was wide open, and he looked hoarse, but no sound came out. Only the desolate mood made people feel empathy.

Shaoqing, at a moment when it was not very distorted, Zhang Fan finally judged what they were calling from his mouth:

"Save me

"Save me

Repeating these two simple words, once they are distinguished, they make people feel even more chilling.

These two people were obviously what Cao Zhuo said just now, and the companions who fell here. Among the people, except for Shui Wuyue's unclear intentions, they were just thinking about watching the fun at first. If Cao Zhuo was not indispensable, everyone would not even have a chance to stay for a moment.

Among them, Hong Japan was impatient and wanted to make a few sarcastic sentences. She liked these two devil-like avatars, but she swallowed the words to the end, and a heavy look appeared on her face.

The dead fox is sad!

If you don’t understand it at this point, you will be really foolish.

The red sand desert under your feet is ten thousand times more terrifying than everyone imagined. Life and death may not be considered very seriously to those monks who go against the will of heaven and think of immortality.

But judging from the situation in front of me, it was clearly the soul of the dead, and was also imprisoned in this vast red sand, and was divided by countless fire crystals like rare treasures.

Zhang Fan and others killed in a short time. A large number of fire crystals were destroyed in an instant, and they released part of their souls, and then the scene in front of them condensed.

"Save me

The two demons became more and more distorted, and suddenly condensed, and their mouths became clearer and uttered a constant call. They finally fell apart and turned into hundreds and thousands of pieces, and were devoted to the desert.

"Save? So how can I save it!

Low mute and shook his head and said bitterly that the little girl in the entire red sand desert would be "no." Otherwise, there would be no possibility of salvation.

Zhang Fan understands this, but why don’t others understand it?

"Let's go!"

After a while, Cao Zhuo suddenly spoke with a decisive face, and then turned around and took the lead in leaving.

Looking from behind, the thin back is full of bleakness.

At this time, even the most humble-mouthed Hong Ri and the most taboo-free doll kept silent and followed silently.

Cao Zhuo is also a person who is interested. He memorizes the following Path when he leaves. When he walks again, he will naturally go smoothly.

Except for occasionally stopping to identify the direction, I took everyone straight forward without going through a detour.

There were no uncommon little sand monsters on the road. Although it was a bit troublesome, it was no threat. Even Mo Ling showed his hand, and dug it with a fire-breathing claw in his mouth. He took back a fire crystal and came back to offer treasure in two or three strokes.

Mo Ling's methods are naturally not as good as everyone else. After all, they are only a second-level monster. At best, they are at the peak of the Qi Refining Period and cannot completely kill the sand monster.

At this time, I was held onto the fire crystal stone in Zhang Fan's hand. The light of spirit flashed, and it was obvious that the spiritual intelligence inside had not been completely destroyed. Even if it fell into the hands of a man, it was still sending some message, attracting the red sand around me to tremble, as if it was about to fly off the ground.

Zhang Fan could not let it succeed. The red light flashed in his hand. With a light grip, he smelled a "bang" sound, and the small fire crystal stone could not withstand the huge influx of fire element, and it exploded suddenly.

He patted his hand to remove the dust, then applied it on the Qiankun bag, and when it appeared again, the spirit insect that had already held a palm was handed to Mo Ling's mouth.

Although Mo Ling, the little fire crow, is now very strong, he is only a few years old after all. What has not stabilized is not only strength, but also the heart.

Therefore, it is like raising children. Whenever it does the right thing, Zhang Fan will take out some small things and reward it with one square meter.

In the past, I used to use spiritual beast pills, and the little guy was a little unwilling to buy it after eating too much. Now I just used these spiritual insects from the body of the insect Taoist.

These spirit insects are not ordinary people, but the foundation of the insect Taoist practicing the Wanling Body-Devouring Art. They are cultivated with countless lives and blended with heart and blood. The spirit herbs are fed. For demon birds like Mo Ling, they are supreme delicacies.

Just as Zhang Fan stretched out his hand, he saw Mo Ling roaring and jumping onto his shoulders. He rubbed his head hard, and then buried his head and ate it hard. In just a moment, he ate the spirit insects with more than one palm.

Seeing him teasing the spirit beast, everyone beside him showed strange expressions, but they were not targeting Mo Ling, but the spirit insects he used as snacks to feed.

Everyone was a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, not far away, and clearly felt that these spirit insects were clearly alive, with a strong aura and strong demonic power. But they didn't know what methods they had given him, and they obediently let the little fire crow peck at them.

A rare treasure of heavenly things!

Everyone sighed, especially Hongri, and showed an extremely jealous expression.

"Is this the sect cultivator? It's too luxurious!" This was a common voice for a while.

In their opinion, if these spirit insects are slightly sacrificing, even if they use ordinary spiritual dictatorships, they are quite powerful, but they are so wasteful. They are really not a son of humanity.

If Zhang Fan showed his power when he was dealing with the Sand Demon before, what he showed now was that he had

They are both powerful and luxurious, but they are in line with the image of sect disciples in the minds of these casual cultivators. Besides, they are someone else's things, so they can't argue with them, so they have to say a few words in their hearts and turn their heads around and lose sight of them.

Zhang Fan did not pay attention to their performance at first. Later, he discovered it and didn't care. Could he explain the origin of these spirit insects to them? He was not so idle yet.

Besides, many times, hiding weakness is not a good way to excel, and it is even more effective to show it appropriately.

However, it took only a while for a small episode from beginning to end, and everyone came to the place where Cao Zhuo and others had taken four or five days to find.

Ruins, large ruins!

In the boundless red sand desert, a piece of ruins that were incompatible with the surrounding environment appeared in front of a group of six people, as eye-catching as an oasis.

The restrictions on these buildings are obviously extraordinary, and they are still operating freely even after countless years of erosion.

I don’t know if it was the reason for the ban or the life in the red sand took care of this place, but after entering this fire domain, only at this time did everyone see the first place, without the red sand covering it.

What presented to them was a large area of ​​desolation, but not caused by external forces, but the ruthless passing of time and the baptism of thousands of years, decorating the graceful and haggard temperament in front of them.
Chapter completed!
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