(Congratulations to the fairy demon book friend "Struggle, Okay" is happy to get your son, I wish Ling Gongzi to find a small object quickly, hello to work twice as hard to make money, wow.) ）

Half a year later, under the Soul Gathering Altar!

Ye Fei looked at the golden light curtain, the black spirit controlled the Nether Soul Devouring Sword, surrounded by a black mist of more than ten zhang in size, as long as there was a Yin Soul passing by, it was dragged in by the terrifying suction coming from inside.

No matter how strong those ghosts are, as long as they encounter the black mist, it is as difficult to exert their strength as if they have met a nemesis, and the black spirits are still in a no-man's land, frantically devouring the surrounding ghosts.

Because Ye Fei had explained that he should not refine in it so as not to delay time, the black spirit just devoured the Yin Soul inside into the Nether Devouring Soul Sword, and did not rush to refine, and in this more than half a year, it consumed four-fifths of the Yin Soul.

However, although the number of remaining Yin Souls is small, but the strength is extremely strong, once it is released, I am afraid that some of the strength is not below the fifth or sixth level, hundreds of Yin Souls without six levels of strength, and even more than the existence of the sixth level, once released, it will cause great harm.

Although these Yin Spirits have not erased their sanity, but after wandering in the altar for many years, some Yin Spirits have obviously developed a new sense of sanity, and even know how to avoid the black spirits, take the initiative to attack or resist together, unlike some Yin Spirits who only know madness and killing, of course, compared to human intelligence, there is still a lot of difference.

"There are so many powerful Yin Souls, no wonder no one dares to touch this Soul Gathering Altar, Yin Souls are now unintelligent, once they escape from the altar, they will definitely cause great killing.

There are even some sane ghosts. I am afraid that it will devour the soul of the monk, take possession of its body, and turn humanity into a corpse that knows only how to kill. Ye Fei looked at the yin soul inside the golden light curtain. I couldn't help but sigh.

"How exactly is this Nether Soul Devouring Sword refined?It seems that among the treasures of the Ghost Dao Yin Soul, the level is definitely not low. Ye Fei said thoughtfully.

The Black Spirit was able to control the Black Sword to shuttle freely within a huge number of Yin Souls, not by his own ability, but by an attribute power of the Nether Soul Devouring Sword's body, which could make the Yin Soul unable to exert its strength in front of it.

However, the Netherworld Sword was not as restrained as the power of the Thunder Spirit and the Sun, but a supreme coercion among the Yin Souls, and seemed to be able to suppress all the Yin Spirits steadily. so that he could only bow down in front of the black sword.

And in addition to some effects on Yin Spirits and the like, this black sword is not as restrained as the Thunder Spirit for other evil skills, of course. To some extent, using a thunder spirit to deal with a Yin Spirit is not as direct as the Nether Sword.

"It's worthy of the Soul Devouring Sword, so many Yin Souls in the altar have been devoured by all of them. It is very likely that this Soul Devouring Sword belongs to the supreme treasure of the Ghost Dao Yin Soul Category. Similar treasures and even Yin Spirits will be suppressed by it when they see this. Ye Fei touched his chin with one hand and muttered.

More than half a month later, the Jintan was almost devoured, and the large and small yin spirits were added together, and there were no more than a hundred or so of them, among which the lowest strength, Ye Fei guessed that it should have reached the Nine Tribulations. The one with high strength has completely surpassed the Nine Tribulations and Six Tribulations.

The altar area is too large. Although those Yin Spirits did not dare to fight with the Black Spirits, they were all far away from the Black Spirits, making it difficult for them to capture all the Yin Spirits for a while!

"Sent everyone away, it turned out that you were sacrificing your own magic weapon!" At this moment, Mei Xin'er walked over from a distance, looking radiant.

"Oh, Fairy Mei doesn't know what exercises she has cultivated, why does it seem that her strength has improved a lot?" Ye Fei asked casually.

"Can you really see what level of your divine consciousness power has reached?" Mei Xin'er frowned inadvertently, and then came to Ye Fei's side and looked at the black spirit in the golden light curtain.

"Just guess!" Ye Fei smiled, at this time, the black spirit seemed to be a little crazy, more than a hundred yin spirits scattered and fled, the huge altar black spirit couldn't even chase after it, its strength was obviously not as strong as those yin souls, if it weren't for the black sword body, I'm afraid it would have become the food of other yin spirits a long time ago.

......

Above a continuous mountain range, an old man dressed in white with white hair was rapidly fleeing in a certain direction, and this person was none other than the Great Elder Xuanming.

"Dingshengmen, according to the news that came, it should be in this direction, but I don't know if it is now preempted by other forces!" After speaking, its speed couldn't help but speed up a little.

Almost at the same time, within a certain immortal cultivation family in the Northern Immortal Domain.

"Everyone, this matter is not trivial, I will leave immediately and rush to the Dingsheng Gate!" said an old man in a blue robe to a few monks beside him.

Almost the same scene was playing out everywhere, they had just heard the wind and were about to go to the Peak Gate, and some were already on the road, and they didn't know what everyone was doing.

......

In front of the gate of Dingshengmen Mountain, a white-robed monk was suspended in the air, looking into the distance, as if waiting for something, it was the monk surnamed Yu who was feared in a small force at the beginning.

After a while, more than 20 rays of light shot out, led by a gray-robed young man, who stopped when he came to the vicinity of the Dingsheng Gate.

"Yu Tong, where are the people?" asked the gray-robed young man with a grim face.

"Back to the city lord, that person has been in the ruins of the Divine Fire Sect for more than half a year, and I have already sent someone to monitor there, and the specific thing is like this......" In this way, the young man told as he led the way towards the Divine Fire Sect.

......

The edge of the Western Immortal Domain, near the Wuxia Mountains.

A green-robed monk dressed in a green robe and cultivating in the Nine Tribulations and Seven Levels was flying away rapidly, looking at its extremely fast speed, much faster than the Great Elder Xuanming.

People of this kind of cultivation rarely go out in ordinary times, except for the eightfold cultivator of the quasi-venerable level of the immortal realm, he should be regarded as a top-level person, and his strength is by no means comparable to that of a sixfold cultivator.

"This immortal friend, why do you want to chase so far? My disciple is dead when he dies, it's a big deal that the old man doesn't pursue it anymore, why don't you still give up!" the blue-robed monk shouted in embarrassment as he flew away.

Behind him, an old man in a black robe, with a thin body, surrounded by bursts of black qi, had a cruel smile on his face.

"Hehe, the old man wants to kill you, why do you need any reason?" The black-robed old man let out a deep voice, and then the corners of his mouth grinned, and the surrounding fog rolled, and he pursued the green-robed monk.

......

Wuheng Mountain Range, the ruins of the Divine Fire Sect!

"Black spirits, if you really can't devour them. It's better to keep it in the future and grow back in strength, anyway, you can't run away, you don't have the ability to catch up with them now!" Mei Xin'er looked at the somewhat embarrassed black spirit, and said with a twitch of the corners of her mouth.

"Wow Ka Ka, Fairy Mei, so many Yin Souls are not devoured, it is simply a violent thing, as long as I am given a period of time to refine the Yin Soul in the Black Sword, my strength will definitely skyrocket, and it will definitely be easy to devour them." Hei Lin Biao shouted arrogantly, very unwillingly.

"A year, forget it, it's too long, if the people of the Northern Immortal Domain find out our whereabouts, it will be dangerous. Ye Fei frowned and said.

"I hope to meet the people of the Northern Immortal Realm. Mei Xin'er said suddenly.

Ye Fei was slightly stunned, and said, "Fairy Mei, what do you mean?"

"I want to inquire about my father's whereabouts, or I can secretly return to the Southern Immortal Domain, I don't know ...... big brother now" Mei Xin'er paused, and did not continue, but her expression was a little gloomy.

"Hey!" Ye Fei sighed, Mei Xin'er pretended not to care all day long, but sometimes it was inevitable that her true feelings would be revealed, this was the second time that Mei Xin'er proposed to go back and see, which showed her longing for her relatives.

Ye Fei looked at Mei Xin'er, and was about to open his mouth to persuade something, but suddenly frowned, and looked into the distance with a slightly changed expression, and before Mei Xin'er could open her mouth to ask, she only heard a loud laugh.

"Haha, it's good to be able to find the old man!" As soon as the voice fell, a gray figure flew over at the main gate of the Divine Fire Sect, and in a few blurs, it appeared in front of the two.

Behind him, there were more than 20 people, among whom the lowest cultivation was the Nine Tribulation Triple Cultivator, and there were four Nine Tribulation and Five Tribulation cultivators, who slowly surrounded the two of them.

"Martial City Lord, is it you?" Mei Xin'er saw the gray-robed young man, her face showed undisguised hatred, while Ye Fei frowned, looked at the more than twenty people around, and couldn't help but sink in her heart, even if it was a random five-fold cultivator, she was definitely not an opponent.

"Boy, hand over the magic sword, if you behave well, the old man can consider sparing your life. The Martial City Lord didn't even glance at Mei Xin'er, his eyes were fixed on Ye Fei. (End of chapter)

(PS. This is swollen and broken, how does the Jedi survive?, let's discuss it quickly, wow. (To be continued......)