Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1200 The Four Soul Tombs and the Danger of Soul River
  The person whose head was transformed said something extremely shocking.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Yanhan asked.

"The Soul River is divided into four major soul tombs. Each place has an extremely powerful restriction. These restrictions are super seals." The skull-headed man said this, his teeth chattering.

"Super seal?" Zhang Yan was puzzled, "Super seal, shouldn't it be the soul tower?"

The soul tower itself is indeed a very powerful magic weapon.

That's why Zhang Yan thinks like this.

However, the head monster suddenly shook his head.

"The Soul Tower is a magic weapon, not a seal. Even the Lord of the Soul River needs to work hard to drive that seal. Now, I don't know what caused the seal to break. When the time comes, that beam of light will Kill all the souls in the North Soul Tomb directly!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Yan frowned slightly, and without any thought at all, he just swept towards the direction of the light beam!

"You, you can't go in!" While the skull monster was talking, not only Zhang Yan, but also Shangguan Yan, Taibai and others rushed in.

"Now we're in trouble." The head monster looked viciously at the direction Zhang Yan and others were leaving, and then looked at the beam of light rising into the sky above the sky.

That kind of light beam looked extremely sacred, but he knew very well that that kind of light symbolized destruction.

"Tianzun, do we need to take care of this matter?" Taibai asked from afar.

After all, in his mind, rescuing the village master's soul is what they need to do now.

However, as soon as this sentence was spoken, Taibai understood it himself.

"Yes, the village master, the courtyard master and their souls don't know where they will appear. If they happen to be in the North Soul Tomb, it will be over."

"Once the holy light surges and covers it, all the souls in the North Soul Tomb will be purged!"

"At that time, there will no longer be a soul in the North Soul Tomb!"

When everyone thought of this, they felt terrified. After all, the number of souls is much greater than the number of people.

The entire North Soul Tomb is gone, which is probably much more terrifying than the destruction of human beings.

At this time, the four of them had arrived at the hinterland of the North Soul Tomb.

The pillar of holy light soaring into the sky was much larger than they imagined.

"Is this beam of light really going to kill all these souls?"

Taibai looked at the sky above the core area. The souls there had become tens of millions of times thicker than cumulonimbus clouds!
  It even felt like the entire sky was about to collapse.

"There are so many souls. If there really is the soul of the courtyard master or village master inside, wouldn't it be like looking for a needle in a haystack?"

"It's more than just looking for a needle in a haystack. I'm afraid I may not be able to find it in my lifetime."

Mu Xuan and Bondi said simultaneously.

At this moment, Ming Tianzun had already controlled the soul tower and began to repair the seal.

I saw that the huge soul tower in front of the light pillar was like a mustard seed compared to Xumi.

There is no comparison at all.

Ming Tianzun's whole body has turned into a soul state, constantly burning the soul in the soul tower to repair the broken jade in front of him.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan frowned, "How can something as unstable as Yuheng remain stable as a sealing formation?"

Zhang Yan stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly not too shocked.

"You brat, you can only talk big words here, right? You'd better figure out one thing. If all the souls here are annihilated, the souls you are looking for might also be here. When the time comes, you will only regret it. Share!"

(End of this chapter)