Xuan Huan: So I was already invincible

Coming down from the teleportation array, a strong cloud of yin and spirit energy immediately rushed to his face.

The faces of Tianmei and the others suddenly became extremely uncomfortable.

Such an environment, ordinary cultivators like them, can't bear it.

Dian Hei, who was waiting beside the teleportation formation, immediately came up to greet him, took out small bones the size of a palm, and handed them to Tianmei and the others.

"This thing can help you to resist the impact of ghost spirits a little bit."

"I don't want it anymore!!"

Looking at the bone that Dian Hei handed over, Lu Huan waved his hand and recognized it at a glance. It was something similar to a soul-raising urn.

Putting it on the body can absorb the ghostly spirits rushing around.

Quality!
so so.

Not even the Soul Cultivation Urn he made before.

But it shouldn't be a problem for Tianmei and the others to use it to temporarily resist the ghostly spirits around them.

The tribe of the Xuanyin Ghost Tiger Clan is in a not too long canyon.

Surrounded by mountains on three sides.

The surrounding mountains are filled with strong ghostly spirits, forming fog.

Lu Huan released his spiritual sense curiously, checked it out, and his expression changed.

The interior of the three-faced mountain has already been hollowed out by people and filled with various corpses and bones.

There are beasts, monsters, humans, and other races.

In terms of quantity, at least it is calculated in billions.

It happened at this time.

As if afraid that Lu Huan would misunderstand, Dian Hei also pointed to the mountains around the Xuanyin Ghost Tiger Tribe, and introduced:
"Senior, there are a large number of corpses and bones stored in the mountains of several mountains. Except for most of the corpses of wild beasts and monsters, which were put in after they killed them, most of the bones of other races were stolen by them. Yes, they didn't shoot to kill!"

"Stolen?"

Lu Huan froze for a moment, his expression became strange.

"Yes, it was stolen!"

Dian Hei smiled and explained:
"The Xuanyin ghost tiger clan has existed for many years. They have always had the habit of stealing corpses. After stealing corpses, they will put them inside these mountains. However, most of the corpses they steal come from various battlefields. They don't Stealing means staying on the battlefield, no one cares!!"

"Didn't you steal it from someone's cemetery?"

Lu Huan asked calmly.

"It's almost rare! Large cemeteries are usually guarded by people, which is thankless. In small cemeteries, stealing one by one is a waste of time. It's completely unnecessary~"

Dian Hei shook his head and continued:

"Moreover, there is no shortage of corpses on our Tianhuang Continent. There are large-scale wars involving tens of thousands of people all the time. They only need to find the places where these wars took place and wait for the battle to end before they can get a large number of corpses. Why bother?" To steal corpses from guarded tombs?"

"Ok!"

Lu Huan nodded. He also felt that what Dian Hei said made sense, and speaking of it, it really had nothing to do with him.

Therefore, Lu Huan directly ignored the situation and continued to ask:
"Where is the ancestor of blood mist?"

"Senior, come with me!"

The dark complexion instantly darkened.

Stop talking, and lead Lu Huan and his party to the depths of Xuanyin Ghost Tiger's tribe.

Not much time.

A cave entrance that looked extremely cold because of the extremely strong ghostly spirit appeared in Lu Huan's eyes.

"Senior, this is the ancestral land of the Xuanyin Ghost Tiger Clan. Those buried inside are all powerful elders above the previous elders of the Xuanyin Ghost Tiger Clan. The ancestor of Blood Mist is hidden inside!"

Dian Hei pointed to the entrance of Hei Qu Qu, and explained.

Lu Huan didn't speak, but released his spiritual consciousness, and went to explore the entrance of the cave.

The first ones to appear in Lu Huan's spiritual consciousness were a few members of the Xuanyin ghost tiger clan who were hiding in the corner like ghosts.

Just now, when Lu Huan and his party passed through the Xuanyin Ghost Tiger tribe, they also met their tribe.

Knowing that these things that look like ghosts are actually members of the Xuanyin Ghost Tiger Clan.

Although they look like ghosts, they are actually very different.

Go further in.

Lu Huan found that his spiritual consciousness could no longer be detected.

The ghostly aura in the cave is too strong, and it has a great influence on his spiritual consciousness.

"Go straight in!!"

Lu Huan said with a blank face.

But as soon as he reached the entrance of the cave, Lu Huan suddenly stopped, took out some materials, and directly refined them in front of everyone.

After a few minutes.

One after another, small and exquisite soul-cultivating urns appeared in his hands.

"You are holding these soul nourishing urns, the spirits and ghosts inside are too strong, the bones in your body may not be able to resist!"

Lu Huan casually handed the refining urn to Tianmei and his party.

Dianhei naturally also has.

He is just a normal tiger clan, and of course he will also be affected by ghosts and ghosts.

Dian Hei and Tian Mei accepted the Soul Cultivation Urn calmly. They knew Lu Huan's skill in refining weapons.

Naturally, he didn't think there was anything wrong with Lu Huan casually refining these seventh-level soul-cultivating urns.

Because Lu Huan was refined according to the number of people present.

By ignoring the elders of the Xuanyin Ghost Tiger Clan, they could have ignored these ghost spirits.

So, they also got one each.

So, the elders of the fox clan who followed Tianmei, and the elders of the Xuanyin ghost and tiger clan.

The moment he got the soul-raising urn, his eyes stared straight.

Especially the elders of the Xuanyin Ghost Tiger Clan, their excited ghost-like bodies produced rapid fluctuations.

That kind of reaction was much more exciting than that of Fan Jin who was in the middle school.

"Great patriarch, this soul urn..."

An elder of the Xuanyin Ghost Tiger Clan, he couldn't even utter a word of excitement, he was extremely excited.

"You guys take what Senior Lu gave you!!"

Dian Hei reminded.

"No, I mean, this soul urn..."

This elder of the Xuanyin Ghost Tiger Clan was stuck again and didn't know what to say.

"Is there a problem with the soul-raising urn?"

Dian Hei looked at Lu Huan hesitantly, frowned and said:

"Could it be that because you will not be affected by these ghostly spirits, holding these soul-raising urns will affect you instead? If so, then you should return the soul-raising urns to Senior Lu!"

Yang Qing, the elder of the Xuanyin Ghost Tiger Clan who spoke, subconsciously grasped the hand of the Soul Cultivation Urn when he heard this, and shrank back.

The other elders of the Xuanyin Ghost Tiger Clan glared at Yang Qing and looked at him fiercely, almost killing him!

"No, chief patriarch, that's not what I mean! What I mean is that Senior Lu is too powerful."

"These soul-cultivating urns he made casually, I feel that they can increase our cultivation speed by at least ten times, and even..."

On Yang Qing's face, there was a touch of ecstasy, and he said tremblingly:
"If we use this soul raising urn as the main Horcrux, maybe we can break through the limit of Tianhuang Continent!"

"Break through the limit of Tianhuang Continent? What limit?"

Dian Hei suddenly heard this, but before he could react, he asked in bewilderment.