Invincible little uncle

Chapter 410 9. Special Devil Soul
Xia Guang played with the new magic soul lamp.

After thinking about it, he brought the golden longbow of the Haotian Temple, set up an array, bent the bow and shot an arrow, and as expected, he was able to shoot that kind of "expanding arrow" wrapped in red texture.

After the arrow came out, it turned into the size of a battering log in mid-air.

Along with sending the strings, a sense of weakness originating from the body itself rose up, as if it had been drained of strength.

Xia Guang said with emotion: "No wonder the priest of the Haotian Temple was the last to use it. This is really a desperate arrow method."

Looking at the canyon in the distance, he murmured to himself: "It's time to meet the treasure that the bearded man gave me. What exactly is it?"

Carry a lantern and walk in the dark.

Walking through a dark forest, wading through a silent canyon, at the end of the canyon is a shoal, and there is a bamboo raft parked in the long-leaved weeds, and there is a black shadow wearing a bamboo hat on the bamboo raft.

The black figure didn't mention the soul lamp, but just lowered his head, his face unclear.

Hearing a voice approaching, the black shadow's voice was hoarse, like the sound of a blunt object hitting a dead tree: "Ferry?"

"You don't look human."

"Ferry?"

Xia Guang chuckled, he was really persistent, he suddenly felt a burst of cold air, and the surrounding area became a little cooler.

Blinked and looked again.

But the black shadow in the long grass was gone, and it was empty, only a bamboo raft was left, tied to the broken pile by a thick black and moldy rope, and bumped against the small trestle on the bank with the current support logs.

The sound was harsh in the silence.

The boy with the lantern was standing beside the long grass, when he suddenly felt someone pat him on the shoulder.

Naturally, he turned his head to the side, and there was nothing behind him.

For some reason, the magic soul lamp he was carrying clearly had a [-]-meter light range, but it weakened a lot at this time.

The weak ones will be extinguished at any time.

And the six demon souls in the lamp suddenly jumped up, not knowing whether it was fear or excitement.

Xia Guang quietly looked at the area behind him, frowning slightly.

Looking back, the bamboo raft behind the grass has disappeared, and the small trestle bridge has also disappeared, leaving only the lake in the dark, stagnant water without waves.

"Ferry?"

The strange voice suddenly sounded again.

The young man tried to identify the direction, but found that the sound was everywhere. He took out the map from his pocket and checked the location again. The so-called "treasure location" was on the other side of the river.

With the faint light of the soul lamp, one can vaguely see a huge black shadow on the opposite bank, like a crawling monster, or a high mountain, and the so-called Wangxiang Terrace is on it.

Xia Guang decided to continue walking. As he approached, there were some abnormal noises on the water surface, and there was the crackling sound of bones breaking.

The voice came from the reeds that resembled long grass.

Xia Guang turned his head to the side, and saw a woman in white clothes lying on the grass, with a pair of pale and heartless pupils staring straight at him, her long hair was loose like water plants, and the white clothes had the color of ashes.

As if sensing his own gaze, the woman in white crawled out extremely stiffly, her bones cracked with every step she took, and her palm landed on the ground like the "click, click, click" that the bamboo raft hit the trestle bridge before.

In Yong Ye, the atmosphere was extremely eerie.

The boy seemed to be trembling with fright and remained motionless.

And the woman in white was crawling closer at a constant speed.

When he was in the light field, Xia Guang finally saw her appearance clearly, his mouth was torn open, and he was smiling, but his lips were flowing with color, very similar to the demon soul in his soul lamp.

The woman in white raised her head and smiled faintly.

Xia Guang lowered his head, as if he was frightened.

The woman in white continued to climb closer.

At this time, Xia Guang suddenly moved, his figure flashed out like electricity, he directly grabbed the woman in white with one hand, without thinking too much after grabbing, he directly stuffed it into his soul lamp.

The woman in white was stunned, before she had any reaction, she was stuffed into the magic soul lamp by the trembling boy just a moment ago.

Look again.

There is a seventh soul in the magic soul lamp, which is a pale color with a woman's face.

Xia Guang lifted the lamp, "Sure enough, it is also a demon soul, it seems that it is a special type."

With the thought of giving it a try, he put down the magic soul lamp again.

The big formation unfolded, and the seven demon souls were like tentacles, blooming brilliance under the soil.

"What kind of increase is this?"

The slave-clothed boy closed his eyes and realized silently, his mind connected with the formation, and soon he realized it. With another movement, a giant pale crawling woman appeared in the formation, about five or six meters tall, with her head bowed down.

Xia Guang tried to communicate with her: "What can you do?"

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"Do you know how to speak?"

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The huge, pale woman was only in a crawling posture, quietly lying on top of the dim heart, she didn't respond, obviously couldn't speak, or she wasn't a living thing at all.

Xia Guang thought for a while, ran to the edge of the light zone, bent his bow and set an arrow, and the arrow flew out of the string, shuttled through the air, and shot towards the center of the formation with a whoosh.

The big pale ghost raised his hand casually, and the arrow he shot was directly thrown away.

Xia Guang's eyes lit up, and he shot another string of arrows, but the pale ghost continued to shoot the arrows away repeatedly.

However, the arrows she slapped away did not land, and were still floating in the sky above the light domain, in a mess.

Xia Guang raised his finger and pointed in a certain direction. The pale ghost was very obedient, and all the arrows floating in the air shot towards the direction Xia Guang pointed.

Arrows were fired at once, piercing the air with a low sound.

Xia Guang already understood the purpose of this demon soul: "The heart of the defensive formation can also reflect arrows."

"good."

The young man is quite satisfied with the seventh soul. With this pale ghost, he is almost invincible in the battle with the lamp master.

He put away the large array, held the devil soul lamp, and walked along the icy water, trying to find two more ghosts like this, but it was in vain, and at the same time, the sound of the ferry disappeared.

How to cross the river?
This is a problem.

Xia Guang didn't think he could swim across the river with his frail body, but with his own ability, it was easy to drink the river.

So, the boy lay down by the river, and the sound of gurgling came.

Following the sound, the river began to descend slowly.

He drank very slowly, but time has no concept in Yong Ye.

The water level dropped three inches, then half a foot
one foot.
two feet
At this moment, there was some movement in the distance. With the bright light of the floating magic soul lamp, Xia Guang saw a blood-red bamboo raft flying in the distance like lightning.

The stagnant water rippled apart, but there was no one on the bamboo raft, only the blood red color on the bamboo raft was full of ominousness and horror.

Brightness is the color of spring, but in this world where there are no four seasons and no light, it really is like the lips of an ogre, which is creepy.

After the bamboo raft approached the shore, it stopped at the young man's feet, as if he was afraid that he would continue to drink the river, so he hurried over.

Xia Guang was looking at the bamboo raft carefully, his eyes narrowed, it seems to be a demon soul?

His new magic lamp is still short of 92 magic souls before it will be saturated.
This raft looks good, so not as good.
He approached on tiptoe, but there was no movement on the bamboo raft.

When he reached the distance, Xia Guang threw himself down, grabbed the bright red bamboo raft that hadn't escaped in the future with both hands, and stuffed it into his devil soul lamp.

A moment later, the eighth magic soul ushered in the magic soul lamp, bright red, one segment at a time, like a centipede, obviously, it is also a special magic pattern.

(End of this chapter)