The strong young man seemed to be frightened by the spirit. He was holding a giant ax and did not dare to move.
At this time, an old man in the Saints organization said coldly: "What are you doing standing still? Crush the soul and absorb the power!"
After receiving the instructions from the elder, the sturdy young man came back to his senses, with a ruthless look in his eyes, and raised his giant ax to chop down.
The monster-like bearded man had dull eyes and a dull expression. He seemed to have no independent consciousness, but he still reacted instinctively when the attack came.
It stepped away, and at the same time grabbed it forward with its left hand. The octopus tentacles on it increased in size and became more than ten meters thick, which was amazing.
The strong young man was a little at a loss.
"Back off!"
At this time, a tall man with hair like a golden lion walked up and chopped off three octopus tentacles with a knight's giant sword, which was attached with white holy light.
Then he raised his hand-held knife, and the blade passed by, and the entire arm of the bearded god was chopped off.
"Not bad, Gray." The elders in the Saints organization couldn't help but praise.
"For the Holy Light, for the Glory!"
With an indomitable momentum, Gray strode towards Shenso. The knight's giant sword held high in both hands began to grow in size, and finally crushed down like a hill.
The opponent still wanted to escape, but at this time, both of Gray's eyes were covered by the blazing white holy light. As far as he could see, a powerful coercion filled the air, locking the soul tightly.
"boom"
In the end, the bearded spirit was shattered by this terrifying sword and scattered into more than a dozen small translucent pieces, exuding a mouth-watering aura.
Gray stepped forward, picked up a piece and held it in his palm. The fragments of his soul were gradually dispelled, and his aura was visibly strengthened.
This scene made everyone present breathe heavier.
If they want to improve so much strength, I'm afraid it will take at least a month or two of hard training, but now, they can do it with a piece of soul fragment, which is enough to make any strange person go crazy.
"Don't be impulsive. The strength of the spirit is not ordinary. It is best to surround it with two or three people."
"Yes, and I heard that this is the divine soul in its normal state. If it is angered, even more terrifying things will happen."
Someone spoke to remind his companions.
In fact, most of the people came to the Valley of the Spirits for the first time. Apart from some records, they knew nothing about this place. Now they were crossing the river by feeling the stones.
Soon, a young generation of strong men took action together. Two or three people jointly led out a divine soul. Under siege, they quickly shattered it. The three of them divided the divine soul fragments equally and impatiently absorbed them on the side.
"Hurry up, these spirits don't have independent consciousness, they just rely on instinct to fight back, they are not a threat!"
"That's right, grab it quickly, the tombstones are limited."
"Take action quickly!"
This time, more people couldn't wait any longer, and the younger generations from all the major forces all came to an end.
This is just the periphery. None of the king-level experts took action. They just walked forward and looked around to eliminate some potential threats.
"No, what happened over there?" At this time, King Qin Guang next to Jiang Chen shouted.
Everyone turned around and saw a young man wearing a white sacrificial robe, who should be a young master of the Holy See organization. There was a human goat's head lying on his back, and there was a strange spirit of black and red blood streaks on his skin.
A sharp wail came out of Shenpo's mouth, which was very uncomfortable to hear.
The young man kept screaming for help.
"He seemed to have just insulted the ancient god represented by the spirit!" Someone close to him said.
"Yes, I also saw it. He angered this god, and the other person's eyes changed instantly. It was no longer the dull look before, but now there was a strong hatred."
"It seems that the person before was right, you must not anger the gods!"
"..."
Jiang Chen also looked over with interest.
He discovered that the young and powerful man from the Holy See was actually very strong. He was a half-king, but he had no power to resist in front of the angry spirit of the same level.
"You vile thing, stop it!"
"If you dare to hurt my Holy See priest, you should die!"
Soon a strong man from the Holy See took action. A cardinal came behind the young man and grabbed it with one hand. It contained terrifying and inexplicable power and directly crushed the human body and goat-headed spirit.
However, the young and powerful man from the Holy See was still screaming.
Everyone saw that a goat's head mark was permanently left on his back, which was bloody and difficult to recover.
“Don’t be afraid child, the Lord will protect you.”
The cardinal recited a prayer spell, white light emitted from his hand, and he touched it.
The next moment, his face darkened.
The goat head cannot be erased.
"There is no need to waste your efforts. The gods cannot be insulted. The angered spirit will cost its life and leave an eternal curse. Unless a master stronger than you and me takes action, it will be impossible to lift it."
A king of the saints organization spoke calmly, and it was not difficult to see that he was a little gloating about his misfortune.
The cardinal turned to look at the king, snorted coldly, and slapped the white-robed sacrificial youth in front of him away.
"Idiot! Who told you to insult the gods?"
This scene also gave many people a chill in their backs.
They never imagined that insulting the gods would bring such serious consequences.
"Don't be afraid. After drawing out the soul, as long as you don't say too much and just crush it directly, there won't be any problems."
"Yes, it is also recorded in the previous data that even if you kill the gods, they will not be angered unless you recognize which ancient god it is a believer and then specifically insult it."
"If you don't talk much, nothing will happen."
Some experienced strong men spoke one after another to comfort the younger generation of strong men in their own power.
After hearing these words, some young people dared to continue taking action. This time, they did not even dare to communicate with each other. They all kept their mouths shut and only focused on taking action.
When Jiang Chen saw this, he showed a thoughtful expression.
The younger generation has all gained experience, and they have gained a lot from inducing and killing the spirits in an orderly manner.
Seeing this, the king-level masters of the major forces also relaxed and accelerated their progress.
After walking forward for a short distance, the surrounding tombstones became increasingly rare, and the yin energy on them became heavier and heavier.
"It's almost there. This is the king's tomb!"
"How come you didn't see any powerful person from the Gods Organization?"
"Yes, there are still knocking sounds deep in the valley. They don't seem to have completely given up on the Valley of the Spirits, but the defenders allow us to snatch the soul without stopping them?"
"Too strange!"
A group of king-level experts showed doubts.
Some people wanted to say something, but then a strange king-level aura suddenly appeared, attracting everyone's attention.
Looking over, they found that it was the king of the Saints organization who had taken action. The tombstone in front of him was sprinkled with the king's blood. A monster that had almost completely lost its human form slowly crawled out from the ground.
His whole body was covered with fleshy balls, his face was dripping with thick green water, and he kept making strange sounds of "cough, cough, cough," from his mouth. After he crawled out completely, everyone saw that his lower body had turned into a puddle of rotten flesh, exuding... There is an unpleasant stench.
