Chapter 137: Soul Imprisonment

"It's too slow, it's a shame, you're so weak!"

As soon as these words came out, Hong Yue didn't care, how thick his skin was, he shrugged his shoulders and didn't hear it.

Huo Li didn't have the same ability as him, a frosty white face suddenly turned red, then purple, and finally the black pressure was like a dark cloud.

The doll didn't know how lethal her words were, a typical child's temper, even if she said it, as soon as the words fell, she had already run to the place full of sand monster wreckage, flipped through the fire crystals that had lost their aura, and tossed them in the palm of Bai Nen's palm to play with them.

Such an unintentional appearance made Huo Li block his chest in one breath, and it took a long time to come over, walk to the side with a calm face, and avoid everyone's attention.

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

Huo Liqi, after Cao Tao's detailed introduction before, as well as the observation during this time, he also knew a little bit in his heart.

This person is in a famous family in the overseas immortal cultivation world, perhaps because he has been pampered and favored since he was a child, and he has the rich resources of the sect's disciples, but there is no fierce competition, and he has developed a proud surname.

If he insulted his surname like Hong Yue before, he could still treat it as if he hadn't heard it, but the doll didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but it was based on facts, which immediately stimulated his fragile heart.

Zhang Fan is happy to see this, the heavier the stimulation, the better, the sand devil of the talent makes him palpitate, and it will definitely not be easy to come to the road behind.

Stimulate this kid more, let him show his rich family background, and save them a lot of trouble.

However, with a little attention, Zhang Fan took his eyes off Huo Li's body, and the other person needed to care more.

Walking to Cao Tao's side, he nodded at Shui Wuyue, who had a worried look on his face, and then said, "Cao Daoyou, are those two ...... just now?"

Cao Tao's face was gloomy, and he looked at the unrecognizable wreckage that had crumbled into pieces and mixed into the red sand not far away, and muttered: "They are my friends since childhood, if it weren't for helping me revive my family's reputation, they wouldn't be ......."

When he spoke, Zhang Fan was trying to comfort him, after all, this person was very important to the future exploration, and before he could say anything, he felt a tremor coming from the ground.

This tremor is very different from the appearance of the sand devil, it is a kind of majestic and domineering, with the power of breaking through the skill, but now it is a united tremor, it feels like the entire red sand desert has come to life.

It is naturally impossible for the desert to come back to life, but the behavior of Zhang Fan and the others seems to have angered the fire crystal demons in the entire desert, the entire desert trembled, pieces of red sand were shaken out of thin air, and a new sandstorm was about to take shape.

How obedient everyone is, they don't know that if they continue to resist here, it will be endless, and if they can't die, they will have to die of exhaustion, so they will take off into the air one after another, and they will fly into the distance.

At this moment, Cao Tao suddenly let out an exclamation, attracting everyone's attention.

"It's ......" "You ......"

Following Cao Tao's almost dull gaze, everyone looked over, only to see that above the wreckage of the sand monster before, two phantom figures appeared like demons.

Round and thin, all distorted and deformed, as if something infinitely terrifying was happening to them, and the invisible force tore at them, kneading their faces like dough, as if they could be divided into countless parts at any time.

The mouth was wide open, and it seemed to be crying out hoarsely, but no sound came out, only the desolate mood made people empathize.

After a while, in a moment that was not too distorted, Zhang Fan finally judged the content of their shouts from the shape of their mouths:

"Save Me ......"

"Save Me ......"

Repeating it all the time, it's just such a simple two words, once you distinguish them, it's even more chilling.

These two people are obviously the companions who fell here as Cao Tao just said. Among the people, except for Shui Wuyue's unclear mind, at first it was just the idea of watching the excitement, if it weren't for Cao Tao and his indispensability, everyone wouldn't even have the possibility of staying for a while.

Among them, Hong Yue was impatient, and wanted to be sarcastic, waiting to see these two devil-like avatars, but he swallowed the words at the end, and his face showed a heavy color.

-- Rabbit dead fox sad!

If you don't understand it at this point, you are really foolish.

The red sand desert under their feet is ten thousand times more terrifying than everyone imagined, and life and death may not be very important to them, monks who go against the sky and think of immortality.

But looking at the situation in front of him, it was clear that the soul of the deceased was also imprisoned in this boundless red sand, and it was divided by countless fire crystals like a rare treasure.

Zhang Fan and the others, killing in a short period of time, wiped out a large number of fire crystals at once, and also released a part of the souls of the two of them, before condensing the scene in front of them.

"Save Me ......"

The two demons twisted more and more, and suddenly froze, and after their mouths spat out the same call more and more clearly, they finally fell apart, and turned into hundreds of parts, which were thrown into various parts of the desert.

"Save, how can you save it!" Zhang Fan sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly. Unless the fire crystal demons in the entire red sand desert are wiped out, there is no possibility of salvation.

Zhang Fan understands this, but why don't others know?

"Let's go!"

After a while, Cao Tao suddenly said resolutely with a resolute face, and then turned around and took the lead to leave.

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

At this time, even the most cheap-mouthed red and the most taboo-free doll kept silent and followed silently.

...... Cao Tao is also a caring person, and the road behind him was memorized when he left last time, and when he came again, it was naturally smooth.

Except for the occasional pause to identify the next direction, he led everyone straight forward, never walking the wrong road.

Along the way, it is not uncommon to see a small sand monster with long eyes, although it is a little troublesome, but there is no threat, even Mo Ling also went up and showed his hand, and the fire-breathing claw buckle in his mouth dug out, and in two or three clicks, he took back a fire crystal and came back to offer treasure.

Mo Ling's methods are naturally inferior to others, after all, they are only second-order demon beasts, at best, they are not at the peak of the Qi refining period, and they cannot completely kill the sand monsters.

At this time, the fire crystal in Zhang Fan's hand flashed, and it was obvious that the spiritual wisdom in it had not been completely annihilated, even if it fell into the hands of people, it was still emitting some kind of information, attracting the red sand around him to tremble, as if it was about to fly off the ground.

Zhang Fan couldn't let it succeed, the red light flashed in his hand, and with a slight grip, he heard a "bang", and the small fire crystal couldn't withstand the huge amount of fire yuan power pouring in, and it exploded all at once.

The hand patted to remove the dust, and then wiped it on the Qiankun bag, and when it reappeared, the spirit worm that was already holding a palm was handed to Mo Ling's mouth.

Although Mo Ling, the little fire crow, is already strong now, after all, it is only a few years old, and it is not only the strength that has not stabilized, but also the surname.

Therefore, it is like cultivating a child, whenever it does the right thing, Zhang Fan will take out some small things to reward it.

In the past, they used to use spirit beast pills, and the little guy didn't buy it after eating too much, but now he just used these spirit insects from the insect dao people to replace them.

These spirit insects are not ordinary goods, but they are the foundation of the insect Dao people's cultivation of the Ten Thousand Souls Body Devouring Technique, cultivated with countless human lives, blended with painstaking efforts, and fed with spirit grass, which can be described as supreme delicacy for demon birds like Mo Ling.

No, as soon as Zhang Fan's hand was stretched out, he saw Mo Ling screaming with joy, and immediately jumped on his shoulder, and his head, which was already not small, rubbed desperately, and then buried his head in eating, but in a moment, he ate the spirit worm with more than a palm.

Seeing him teasing the spirit beast, everyone on the side showed strange expressions on their faces, but it was not aimed at Mo Ling, but the spirit worm he used as a snack to feed.

Everyone is a foundation building period monk, not far away, and they all clearly feel that these spirit insects are clearly alive, and their breath is strong, and their demonic power is not weak, but they don't know what means they gave him, and they obediently let the little fire crow peck at them one by one.

Tyrannical creatures!

Everyone sighed, especially Hong Yue, who showed a look of jealousy.

"Is this the sect monk? It's too extravagant!" was the common voice of the group for a while.

In their opinion, these spirit insects can be regarded as a lot of magical powers, even if they are ordinary spirit envoys, but they are so wasteful, they are really not worthy of the son of man.

If it is said that when he dealt with the sand devil before, Zhang Fan showed might, but now what he shows is wealth.

It is both powerful and extravagant, but it is also in line with the image of the sect disciples in the minds of these scattered cultivators, and after all, it is someone else's thing, and they are not easy to put their beaks in, so they have to slander a few words, don't turn their heads and come out of sight.

Zhang Fan didn't pay attention to their performance at first, but when he found out, he didn't care, could he explain to them the origin of these spirit insects? He hadn't been idle to this extent.

Besides, in many cases, hiding clumsiness is not a very good way to deal with things, and it is even more effective to reveal it appropriately.

However, the small episode, from beginning to end, only took an hour, and everyone came to the location where Cao Tao and others spent four or five days to find.

Ruins, massive ruins!

In the vast red sand desert, a ruin that was incompatible with the surrounding environment appeared in front of a group of six people, like an oasis.

The prohibition on these buildings is obviously not trivial, and even after countless years of erosion, it still operates freely.

I don't know if it's the reason for the ban, or if the life in the red sand has taken care of this place, in short, after entering this fire domain, only at this time, everyone can see the first place, where there is no red sand covering.

What was presented in front of them was a large piece of dilapidated and desolate, but it was not caused by external forces, but the ruthless passage of time, the baptism of wind and frost for thousands of years, dressed up like an old woman in front of them, graceful and haggard.

(To be continued)