The Supreme Realm of Fighting Break

Chapter 3798 Soul Devourer?Spirit ghost?

"This... well, that's what he did." Wu Zhan smiled wryly, and after an arrow was shot, it exploded with a bang, and countless figures exploded. Then he moved and pulled away from the sky above Xuanlei Island.

Just when Wu Zhan was about to plunder away, with his strength, no matter how many figures there were, it would be difficult to stop him, but at this moment, from among the countless caves, black iron locks surged rapidly out.

Wu Zhan froze and was startled for a moment, then he looked down at his ankle, the black iron lock locked his ankle tightly, Wu Zhan didn't say anything, the immortal power emerged from his two fingers, With a wave of his hand, the black iron lock was chopped off.

Wu Zhan didn't hesitate any longer, and rushed out of Xuanlei Island at a very fast speed. If he had the strength of God of War, he might not be able to get out, so it's not surprising that there are people on Xuanlei Island. Thinking about the tens of thousands of people, most of them got into it by mistake, but they didn't get out of it at all.

After leaving Xuanlei Island, Xiao Yan looked back at the island with a complex expression. He didn't know what happened to Xuanlei Island, and it turned into a purgatory on earth.

"Everyone here... has lost their souls..." Wu Zhan was dumbfounded.

"This island is an altar." At the same time, Xiao Yan's voice reached Wu Zhan's ears.

"Altar?!" Wu Zhan looked at Xiao Yan in surprise. There are tens of thousands of people on Xuanlei Island. Who can arrange such a large altar?

"And it seems that there is more than one altar." Xiao Yan also had a thoughtful look in his eyes, he was thinking about the purpose of arranging the sacrifice of thousands of souls.

"Catch those people behind and ask them."

When Wu Zhan was also very puzzled and shocked, Xiao Yan said, Wu Zhan nodded slightly, his eyes suddenly looked at the direction Xiao Yan pointed, and several figures in the thick fog were startled, and they fled at a high speed.

But in front of Wu Zhan, their escape was meaningless. Wu Zhan struck fiercely and killed two of them in an instant. The leading man broke out in cold sweat, but he stopped immediately.

All of a sudden, he knelt down to Wu Zhan and bowed his head in silence.

As for the other fleeing people, without exception, the golden whip swept across them, killing them all in an instant, leaving only the man kneeling and bowing his head trembling.

"No... Immortal!!"

At this moment, the man realized that his previous guess was completely wrong, this kind of coercion can only be possessed by the immortal strong.

Wu Zhan waved his hand, and several rings appeared in his hands. With the lessons learned from the past, Wu Zhan paid special attention when obliterating the people this time, not destroying their rings, otherwise he would be nagged by Xiao Yan again.

Immediately, Wu Zhan looked at the man, stretched out his hand, grabbed the man and came in front of Xiao Yan.

"Who sent you to follow?" Wu Zhan asked in a loud voice, big cold sweat broke out on the man's forehead.

"No... no one sent us, and we are just the last survivors of the abyss, it's all helpless." The man lowered his head and smiled wryly.

"There is a shortage of resources in the polar regions of the abyss?" Xiao Yan asked.

Whether it was this man, or the few people he met before, Xiao Yan found that their Genesis Qi was not lacking. Logically speaking, if they had enough Genesis Qi, their lives would not be threatened.

But since they have source energy and their lives are not threatened, why do they take such risks, hunting like hunters in the dense fog.

"My lord seems to be entering this abyss for the first time. There is no shortage of origin qi in this abyss. It can even be said that there is a surplus." The man replied.

"Then why do you still do this?" Xiao Yan didn't know their specific purpose, but he could clearly feel it when they were following them. They all exuded a strong murderous aura, and their goal was to kill them.

"Soul Eaters..." Wu Zhan seemed to have thought of something, and murmured.

The man looked at Wu Zhan, gritted his teeth, and nodded heavily.

"Everyone must turn in a battle god soul within a hundred years, otherwise...otherwise we can only sacrifice our own souls."

"Kakaka~~"

At this moment, a small sound came from the far end in the thick fog, and Wu Zhan and the man's complexion changed when they heard the sound.

"Here they come... run, they are coming!!"

The man's eyes immediately trembled, and the look of fear on his face seemed to be more frightening than seeing Wu Zhan. He stepped back again and again, completely suppressing his aura.

"Don't let out the power of the soul, the stronger the power of the soul, the more they can perceive!" Wu Zhan said immediately, Xiao Yan frowned slightly, but also immediately restrained his soul power, and looked towards the voice.

In the dense fog, a huge black figure emerged. It was a huge scorpion, and the tiny cry came from its mouth.

The whole body is black, with eight eyes, and two giant pincers wielding. Of course, the most eye-catching thing is its poisonous thorn tail.

But what really made Xiao Yan's eyes shrink slightly was the figure standing above the scorpion's head. When he saw this figure, Xiao Yan was surprised.

"Spirit ghost?!" Xiao Yan murmured, although the distance was relatively far, but a pair of pupilless, white eyes were still noticeable.

The huge poisonous scorpion hovered over the Xuanlei Island, and the figure above its head swept out and hovered over the Xuanlei Island. Tens of thousands of people were seen kneeling down and kneeling before it.

It opened its mouth slightly, and countless souls rushed out from Xuanlei Island, gathered towards it, and were swallowed by it.

The figure frowned slightly, as if disliking the small number of souls, and showed displeasure on his face.

"Can you wait to make a sacrifice?"

At this moment, the figure turned his head slowly, and his gaze unexpectedly turned towards the thick fog where Xiao Yan and the others were. His eyes without pupils made Xiao Yan's fists tighten slightly.

This Soul Devourer Clan is probably no different from the Celestial Mansion. Their power comes from devouring souls. Souls do not exist in themselves, but are composed of countless souls.

"Soul Lord, I have already sacrificed the soul of the fighting god within the time limit." At this moment, the man knelt down above the void, lowered his head firmly, and said in a deep voice.

"Not enough... The soul is far from enough. From now on, it will be changed to sacrifice one soul for 50 years, otherwise...death!" The figure's ethereal voice seemed to contain countless voices, and it didn't sound like it was spoken by one person.

"What are you waiting for?" The figure's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the thick fog and land on Xiao Yan and Wu Zhan.

Just as Wu Zhan was about to speak, Xiao Yan spoke first.

"We have also sacrificed."

Xiao Yan lowered his head, cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead, completely stunned Wu Zhan at the side, at this moment Xiao Yan lowered his head, frantically blinking at Wu Zhan.

(End of this chapter)