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Chapter 591 Soul Power Inner Alchemy
After going deeper for several miles, that strange energy seemed to condense into a gray mist, permeating the air.

"call out!"

"Whoosh!"

As the three of them continued to go deeper, the remnants they met were basically Dao Xuan Realm remnants. These remnants were no different from when they were alive, they could still speak normally, and they could also use spiritual energy to attack.

But whenever Ning Lang encounters a remnant soul, he won't waste any time. He just draws out his sword, then draws it back, and then directly holds the inner pill of soul power in his palm to absorb it.

At first, every time Ning Lang killed a remnant soul, Wu Wenwen and Chen Erhu would be shocked, but Ning Lang did this again and again, and they got used to it.

I don't know how long has passed.

The gray mist became thicker again, Wu Wen noticed the change, and said quickly: "Senior, it seems to be coming soon."

After finishing speaking, Wu Wen took out two stones emitting strong light from his arms and handed them to Chen Erhu, while ordering: "Erhu, go over there and see if there is a place where the word Wu is engraved on the wall. , tell me in time."

"Yes, second son."

that's it.

Ning Lang was in charge of beheading the remnant souls, while Wu Wenwen and Chen Erhu were in charge of inspecting the cave walls on both sides.

And through contact with these remnant souls, Ning Lang also roughly guessed some clues about the tomb of ghosts and gods.

Generally speaking, after a person dies, the soul will die together, but this place seems to be able to retain the soul and not die with the body, and the strength of these remnant souls is not only related to their state before they were alive, but also related to the state they absorbed. How many monks' souls are also relevant.

Like those who died in the ghost tomb, most of their souls were plundered by the people inside, and those who were unconscious were also robbed part of their souls by these remnant souls, but not all of them were taken away, and their lives were barely left behind. .

As it got deeper and deeper, Ning Lang could clearly feel that the strength of the remnant soul was getting stronger and stronger. Just when Ning Lang was guessing the origin of the ghost and god tomb, a burst of energy from a distance was like lightning. Know it quickly.

Ning Lang dodged and dodged, and this unusually fierce energy blasted directly on the ground, blasting a big hole in the hard rocky ground, and gravel flew all over the sky.

"Oh!"

A loud sound echoed in the cave.

Ning Lang looked up at the front.

A black shadow slowly appeared in front of Ning Lang, his whole body was covered by the mist, only a pair of gray eyes were exposed, the two looked at each other for a while, the remnant soul said first: "It's been a long time since no one has walked here gone."

Ning Lang let out a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Finally, I have met a remnant soul of the Heavenly Exalted Realm."

When the remnant soul wrapped in the mist heard this, his heart tightened suddenly.

He has stayed here for thousands of years, and countless monks in the Nether Realm died in his hands. Although he is only a remnant soul now, because of this strange energy and the souls of many monks who have been plundered, this Let his strength be close to the peak level before his death.

In this millennium, no matter who met him, they would be scared and run away immediately. After all, the strongest person in the Nether Realm is only the strength of the Heavenly Exalted Realm. He thought that Ning Lang was the same, but seeing the expression on Ning Lang's face... With a calm expression, he actually became a little scared.

Ning Lang asked: "How many remnant souls of the Heavenly Venerable Realm are there in the Ghost Tomb?"

The other party was dumbfounded by the question.

"Forget it, I'll go in and look for it myself." After finishing speaking, Ning Lang pulled out the Tai'a sword again. When the remnant soul of that day saw the energy gathering on the Tai'a sword, a pair of gray eyes suddenly widened. He gave up resisting and turned around to run away.

For thousands of years, others have always run away when they meet him, but today the person who runs away has become him.

How could Ning Lang give him a chance to escape? With a movement of his body, he came behind the remnant soul in an instant, and then he handed out a sword, a ray of fiery red spiritual energy directly penetrated the back of the remnant soul, followed by a miserable voice sounded.

His body also began to slowly dissipate.

He had worked so hard to stay in the ghost tomb for 1000 years before changing to his current status and position, but today they are all gone, which made his miserable voice mixed with a lot of unwillingness.

Ning Lang didn't show mercy. They were a group of dead people. Relying on the strange energy here and plundering the lives and souls of the monks, the remnant souls have not dissipated. Killing them may be a good thing.

Seeing that Ning Lang easily dealt with a remnant soul in the Heavenly Exalted Realm, Wu Wen didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment.

Just when he didn't recover for a long time.

Chen Erhu suddenly shouted: "Second Young Master, I seem to have found it."

Hearing the sound, Wu Wen was overjoyed immediately. He hurriedly stepped forward to check, and found that there was indeed an unclear word Wu beside the crack of the rock wall. Wu Wen immediately put his hand into the crack, and after getting something , and immediately pulled it out again.

A piece of cloth containing things, perhaps because too many years have passed, was torn apart the moment it was pulled out, and a drop of the soul power inner alchemy contained in it fell out.

Looking at the inner alchemy of soul power all over the ground, Wu Wen said excitedly: "We found it, we really found it."

Seeing Wu Wen so happy, Chen Erhu also laughed.

But Ning Lang's face looked very calm.

He looked behind him and whispered, "Someone is following."

Hearing this sentence, Wu Wen hurriedly picked up the inner alchemy of soul power on the ground, but before he finished picking up, an extremely wild laughter came from not far away.

"Hahahaha, I said, why did you come here? It turns out that you know where the ready-made inner alchemy of soul power is hidden in the tomb of ghosts and gods."

"Long Zhan! This is left by the seniors of my Wu family! It has nothing to do with you."

Long Zhan immediately laughed and said, "It's just a joke, any inner alchemy of soul power that has not been absorbed does not belong to anyone."

"Then what do you want?"

Long Zhan suddenly put away his smile, and said with a cold face: "What else can I do! Either hand over all the inner alchemy of the soul power, or die!"

Although most of the inner alchemy of soul power in Wu Wen's hands are from Dao Xuan Realm and Transforming God Realm, but there are quite a few of them.

After hearing this, Wu Wen knew that he was no match, so he looked at Ning Lang for help.

Ning Lang walked forward slowly, glanced at the 11 people in front of him, and said calmly: "I can help you, but the price for helping you is that in addition to half of the soul power inner alchemy I agreed with you, you have to give I have six inner alchemy of soul power."

Hearing this, Wu Wen lowered his head and glanced at the inner alchemy of soul power in his hand, and after a short while, made a decision: "Okay, I agree."

The old man glanced at Ning Lang, and reminded in a low voice: "Young Master, be careful."

"What are you afraid of? There are so many of us, why are you afraid that the three of them are putting on airs?"

From Long Zhan's point of view, Ning Lang looks so young, it is impossible for him to have strong strength. If there is, he must have known it before.

There is some truth in what he said.

But the old man next to Long Zhan knew that someone as calm as Ning Lang was either really a hidden master, or someone from the deep city was pretending.

Ning Lang looked up at Long Zhan and the others, and said bluntly: "Don't wait, you guys go together, I don't have the time to waste time with you guys here."

In the eyes of Ning Lang, who has broken through half a step of immortality, the 12 people in front of him are really nothing. The difference in strength between them is equivalent to that of an adult and a child who has just learned to walk.

When Long Zhan heard this sentence, he immediately stopped being angry.

"Why are you still standing there? Kill all three of them!"

Up to now, the old man with the strength of Tianzun can only follow suit.

Eleven people immediately dispersed and surrounded Ning Lang, just as they swarmed up and performed their exercises.

Ning Lang swung the Tai'a sword, and the two daggers of Baichuan and Guihai also jumped out from the Yangjian gourd at the same time. For a moment, the sword light was everywhere, and blood filled the sky.

The smell of fresh blood filled the air.

In the very lively cave just now, it suddenly became quiet as if there was no one there, and the whistling wind rang in my ears.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Long Zhan was so frightened that he became a log.

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(End of this chapter)