Great Sage

At this time, Donghuang Taiyi was not on the front line of the Lich battle.

Their battle is not like that of ordinary countries. You lead a cavalry and I lead a team. If we break through your city, you will lose.

This is a catastrophe, a war that determines the life and death of two ethnic groups.

The place where the frontlines of the two races meet has always been a war. The frontlines facing each other for thousands of miles, a large number of witches or demons die on the battlefield at any time, and they are wiped out in this catastrophe, becoming the ashes of the catastrophe.

Lu Feng and the others came to the battlefield in the fringe area.

Compared with the middle area of ​​the front line, the density of personnel here is much smaller, and the strength of witches and demons here is also much weaker.

Even some old and weak are in this marginal position.

Anyway, there is no big camp behind them, no need to guard the flanks, all the liches have no way out, either the witch clan will die, or the monster clan will be shattered, and they will all die.

This is the catastrophe.

When Lu Feng and Kun Kun came here, they didn't make a direct move, but observed the battlefield here, and at the same time inquired about the real thoughts of these liches.

In fact, who wants to fight?

But it is really impossible to survive, the battle between the two clans is inevitable, otherwise there will only be conflicts and there will never be peace.

The second point is that most of the liches here are controlled by robbery.

Looking at the battlefield here, Lu Feng inexplicably felt that the catastrophe brought down by heaven was actually equivalent to planting shackles on all the Liches that should be tribulated.

The catastrophe seemed to be the thread that restrained them. All the liches became puppets. Under the control of Heaven, they rushed to fight, and then one died, and the other continued to fight until they were killed by another wave of opponents.

"It seems that the most irresistible thing is the sky." Lu Feng sighed, walking in the middle of the battlefield with Kun Kun, feeling a lot.

At this time, the prehistoric world did not have the Hall of Yama, nor the six realms of reincarnation, and all the dead lich souls had nowhere to go, some wandered on the battlefield, and some wandered away from here to other places.

Hun Kun looked at it, and suddenly said: "Brother Lu Feng, you have heard of an evil method."

He pointed to the souls floating around, and continued: "There is an evil method that uses the souls of living beings to refine one's own magic weapon, and finally obtains a powerful evil magic weapon. There is also an evil method that captures the souls of these living beings. Refining pills."

All in all, the souls here are very miserable. If you encounter those who refine this evil method, they may be refined into magic weapons or elixirs.

The two walked back and forth in this battlefield, and after half a day, they really met one.

This place is still on the edge of the battlefield. At this time, the small tribes of the Liches and Demons are fighting. The real powerhouses have not yet contacted each other, so there is no place to fight for merit, so Lu Feng has been waiting for the opportunity.

But more than 300 miles deep at the edge of the battlefield, a big monster carrying a black gourd attracted the attention of Lu Feng and Hun Kun.

This big monster is not too powerful, it is obviously the kind that has just broken through to the Daluo Jinxian, and it can barely be regarded as a small leader on the edge of the battlefield.

He carried a big black gourd on his back, and when he shot, he first hit the strong man opposite the witch clan, and then began to quietly use his black gourd to absorb the souls around him, whether it was from the witch clan or the monster clan, all of them were sucked into the gourd.

The monsters around him also noticed that he was doing this, but none of the monsters spoke.

First of all, they don't know what this big monster is going to do. Secondly, it doesn't seem to exceed their acceptance range. Even most of the little monsters think that it would be good if they can be absorbed into that gourd after death, at least they are both monsters. , he is still his little leader, so he shouldn't embarrass himself.

But Lu Feng and Hun Kun observed for a while, but found something wrong.

Although the soul has no substance, it still has a magnitude. It is impossible for anything to store the soul forever.

Like air, you can indeed put a full bottle in a bottle, but if you want more, you have to pressurize the air.

He is carrying a big black gourd on his back, absorbing souls all the time, but the gourd is still not full, what the hell is he doing?
Hun Kun stopped, thought for a while, and took out two shells from his sleeve.

He put the two shells on his eyes, luckily with his spiritual sense, he instantly saw clearly what was inside the black gourd.

"Tsk!"

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