The withered old man's voice has not yet finished.
"Ran girl! Take action!!!"
The roar of the saint's remnant soul resounded throughout the stone chamber:
"This guy has completely turned into a ghost. This is his body!!"
As the sound rang out, the saint's soul immediately emerged from the soul ring, and the black-red soul power surged out and turned into a sharp blade slashing through the void.
The space was quiet for a moment,
Xu Yuan then saw the withered old man's head falling from his body, but no blood came out, as if the blood inside had dried up.
His breathing hitched slightly.
Second grade demon ghost
The second-grade demon that the haggard old man mentioned just now is himself!
After the saint's remnant soul chopped off the withered old man's head, he did not stop.
But at the same time as his head rolled, the body of the withered old man immediately emitted a strong dark ghost energy, rushing towards the saint's soul from all directions!
The black-red soul power intertwined and collided with the pitch-black ghost energy, and the entire unique stone room shook like an earthquake!
The shock lasted for about ten seconds.
The urgent voice of the remnant soul of the saint sounded again:
"This ghost wants to eat me! Ran Yatou, if you don't take action before he swallows my soul, we will all be dead!"
"The remnant soul of the saint...the soul body of the saint and the source soul of the saint"
The withered old man's head on the ground let out a strange, crazy laugh: "Hahahahaha!! If I eat you, I'll be considered the eldest son, haha."
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Ran Qingmo's hand holding the sword was clenched tightly, but he still didn't move.
Because when the withered old man said those words, Xu Yuan had already held her wrist in advance.
"Xu Yuan." Ran Qingmo called softly.
Xu Yuan shook his head gently.
The battle between the saint's soul and the withered old man was just ten meters away from him. The fact that he is still safe and sound in this level of battle can explain a lot of problems.
"Take me out."
Ran Qingmo thought for a moment, picked up Xu Yuan and ran away along the corridor.
"." The remnant soul of the saint.
"Asshole!!!"
The saint let out a loud bang, and forced half of his body out of the black mist, grabbing directly towards Xu Yuan like a substantial black-red soul hormone.
But at this time, the formation in the stone chamber had already been activated.
As the white light flashed, white chains shot towards the saint's soul in the center of the stone chamber.
In an instant, the saint's remnant soul was penetrated and fixed by thousands of chains.
The withered old man let out a strange laugh, and the black mist from the corpse began to pour into the saint's soul.
Seeing such a scene, the remnant soul of the saint roughly guessed what this fake second-grade demon wanted to do, and shouted sharply:
"You bastard, how dare you!!!"
Fusion soul
This second-grade monster dared to try to merge his soul with him! !
After the explosion, the chains shot out from the formation immediately became a bit illusory, and seemed to be about to collapse.
The saint began to burn the source soul and tried his best, but unfortunately it was too late.
Before he could break free from the constraints of the formation, all the black ghost energy in the stone chamber penetrated into the saint's soul.
The vibrations in the stone room stopped, and everything in it fell into darkness.
Imperial Capital,
Tian'an General Association's Gwuyuan, Tianjia Garden.
Tianjia Garden is located on a high ground, where a pavilion is built, surrounded by a small river in the courtyard. Looking down from the top pavilion is an elegant meandering river.
At this moment, there are two people facing each other in the square pavilion.
A middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples and sharp eyes.
He has fair hair and a handsome face. It can be vaguely seen that he was also a handsome young man when he was young.
"Master Xiangguo is busy with government affairs, but he has time to come to my Gewuyuan?"
Seeing this powerful prime minister, the white-haired old man didn't show much respect: "Tell me, what's the matter?"
Xu Yinhe glanced at the other party, but did not speak immediately. He poured the tea himself, pushed a cup of fragrant tea to the other party, and then said softly:
"I have nothing to do, so I came to talk to you."
The old man stared at Xu Yinhe with his bright eyes for two seconds, and suddenly showed a disdainful smile:
"You're okay. I have something else to do. If you have anything to say, please tell me."
The warm afternoon wind gently blew through the pavilion,
Xu Yinhe was not angry, and drank the fragrant tea from the cup slowly:
"Decades have passed, and you are still the same as before, and haven't changed at all."
"."
The old man shook his head, gathered up his sleeves and picked up the tea cup:
"Come to urge the Tianxun Crystal again? The progress of this thing is less than half. Now the Liuxuan Crystal can barely carry the communication array, but the size is too small. It is still difficult to compress the energy source into the interior of the crystal. I think It is conservatively estimated that at least it will be needed to completely complete it.”
"Jiang He."
Xu Yinhe suddenly interrupted the old man's words, his eyes calm.
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The gray-haired old man named Jiang He was slightly startled, silent for a moment, and then suddenly touched his beard and sneered:
"Oh, you really have time to come over and chat with me?"
Xu Yinhe did not deny it, put down his tea cup, looked at the courtyard wall towards the foot of the imperial capital, and said softly:
"We've known each other for a while, right?"
Jiang He frowned, recalled a little, and whispered:
"The capital you entered in the thirty-second year of Yongqing's reign is now the forty-fourth year of Yongqing's reign, and a century has passed."
There was a hint of recollection in Xu Yinhe's sharp eyes:
"It turns out it's been so long. Time flies so fast."
There was a smile in Jiang He's tall eyes, and there was not much respect in his voice, but rather like an old friend:
"How can the Prime Minister who keeps his government orders from leaving the Jinluan Palace be so worried, haha"
Xu Yinhe didn't care about what the other party said, he just said softly:
"There are not many friends left in the Imperial Capital who are still alive today."
Jiang He sneered: "You and that guy Li Yaoxuan killed them all, naturally there are not a few left."
"."Xu Yinhe.
Li Yaoxuan, the current emperor.
Jiang He stared at the other person's middle-aged appearance with gray hair on his temples and chuckled softly:
"After so many years, even if you don't kill, those people may not be able to survive until now. I'm almost dead now, and you are still like this. I'm really curious how long you can live with your current cultivation level?"
Xu Yinhe raised his eyes and glanced at the old man, thought for a moment, and whispered:
"If I don't make any more progress in this life, I'll probably be three years old."
Jiang He's old face showed a hint of envy:
"so good."
Xu Yinhe didn't have much emotion, he just asked:
"Is there any point in living a long life?"
"Of course."
Jiang He snorted softly: "If I can live longer and have more time to understand the avenue of formations, then my time in this world will not be in vain."
Xu Yinhe had a smile on his lips:
"I pursue different things than you do, but if you want to live longer, you should have listened to King Xiang from the beginning."
Hearing this, Jiang He did not answer immediately. He leaned his back gently on the back of the chair and was silent for a long time. Finally, he sighed and murmured:
"Practice?"
Jiang He thought of his father who was already vague in his memory and shook his head:
"If you had chosen to practice back then, you would have put the cart before the horse. There was only so much time. If you left more time for practice, you would have less time to study the formation.
"Besides, I really have no interest in the road that the old man paved for me. Now this level of cultivation is just for the formation."
Saying,
Jiang He seemed to have thought of something, his old face suddenly became hale and hearty, his eyes showed excitement, and he whispered:
"By the way, Xu Yinhe, the great formation I told you four years ago will be completed soon, and its power will be at least twice as powerful as the Imperial Capital's city-protecting formation."
Speaking of this, Jiang He coughed lightly:
"That old man Hua Hong won't give you any money, look at this"
Xu Yinhe listened carefully, with a smile in his eyes, but did not let go:
"Hua Honghui will handle the Tianan Chamber of Commerce's accounts by itself. I will not interfere."
Gewuyuan is very expensive, especially since most of the investment has no results at all.
Four years ago, Jiang He told him and Hua Hong about this powerful formation for the first time.
The narrative then was almost exactly the same as it is now.
They said that if they invest another 100 million points, their Gewuyuan will be able to produce results immediately.
Then Hua Hong voted,
Then four years passed.
When Jiang He heard this, his expression immediately turned serious, he snorted coldly, and raised his glass to see off the guests.
Seeing that his old friend's character remained the same as before, Xu Yinhe chuckled and shook his head, and then suddenly said softly:
"Jiang He, there is something wrong with the soul-drawing formation you created."
When Jiang He heard this, his originally stern face was stunned, and gradually became serious.
But he was not surprised when something went wrong with the formation.
A perfect formation will naturally need to be calculated thousands of times before it can be put into practical use, but this does not mean that it is perfect. Many things will change over time, and thousands of variables in reality will also cause deviations between the formation and the test results. The final formation must be improved step by step in practice.
Just like how humans domesticated monster beasts in the beginning, the formations and technologies related to captive ghost mist still have a long way to go.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang He shook his head and said:
"I just know that you, the Prime Minister, don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for any reason. Please tell me the specific situation."
Xu Yinhe pondered slightly and said:
"Chang Ge went to Jingjiang Fucheng again because of some things."
Jiang He frowned slightly: "Jingjiang Mansion is the ghost mist in the mountains near Wuyuan City?"
"Yeah." Xu Yinhe.
Jiang He paused slightly, with a hint of hesitation on his old face:
"I remember there were three great masters guarding that ghost mist, weren't they?"
"Um."
Xu Yinhe nodded, and then calmly uttered three words:
"All dead."
"impossible!"
Jiang He clenched his hands stroking his long white beard, and said in a low voice: "It is impossible for my formation to allow the birth of fourth-grade demons and ghosts in the ghost mist."
Xu Yinhe calmly stared at his old friend in front of him for a few breaths, and said in a very soft voice:
"Monsters and ghosts are not born in ghost mist."
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After hearing this, Jiang He's old face suddenly turned pale, his wrinkled palms trembled slightly, and he asked slightly hesitantly:
"Is it a ghost?"
"Yes." Xu Yinhe replied in the affirmative.
Jiang He's breathing was slightly rapid.
He couldn't tolerate such a big flaw in the formation he created.
Make a fist with your palms and hit the center of your eyebrows hard.
For a long time,
Jiang He suddenly raised his eyes and asked:
"No. No! If such a change occurs and the formation loses control, Jiuyuan City should have been swallowed up by the ghost mist at this moment, above the government and the public."
"Gui Qi is there." Xu Yinhe interrupted, his voice was very gentle.
"Gui Gui Qi?"
Jiang He was stunned and asked in a low voice with slight hesitation: "The guard who accompanied you when you entered the capital? Is he not a ghost?"
Under the warm winter sun, there is a gentle breeze.
"Ghosted."
Xu Yinhe stared at Jiang He, his voice still calm:
"Chang Ge said,
"He has been guarding that formation."
Organs, body parts, and thick blood all the way down the corridor, as if there is no end.
"clatter"
"clatter"
"clatter"
The sound of boots stepping on the ground sounded unhurriedly in the spiraling downward corridor stairs.
All the way down, Xu Changge looked at everything around him, with a hint of thoughtfulness in his calm eyes.
Lou Ji said that there seemed to be some problems with Guiwu here.
Although the soul crystals in the ghost fog formation here have been delivered on time in the past three months, the people who entered the rotation every month have never left.
Now it seems that the changes in the space here are not as simple as some problems.
While thinking about it, Xu Changge stepped out of this long corridor.
After the corridor, what comes into view is a honeycomb-like cave. Thousands of ghosts are imprisoned in dense stone chambers.
Apart from these, there were human corpses that were almost spread out on the ground.
Among the crowd he saw two acquaintances.
Two third-grade great masters had met him once in the Imperial Capital.
But now that the breath of the two has been cut off for a long time, the incorruptible body of the third-grade grandmaster looks particularly strange at this moment.
After a quick glance, Xu Changge withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward. He saw a "living person" in the northeast of the cave.
With a thin body and a haggard face, he was kneeling quietly in a corner without saying a word.
The huge cave is like a honeycomb, and the thin old man is hidden in the darkness, which is strange and deep.
"clatter"
"clatter"
"clatter"
In the midst of deathly silence,
Xu Changge walked to a stand three meters behind the withered old man, and silently took out the three-foot green blade from the Sumeru Ring, but he did not swing the sword immediately.
Next to the withered old man was a box of neatly stacked "soul crystals".
This should be the soul crystal that needs to be supplied to Tianan Chamber of Commerce this month.
Xu Changge's eyes flashed with confusion, but then he became a little complicated and silently put the sword back.
He stood silently, dressed in green clothes like a banished immortal, so incompatible with the hellish scene around him.
In the dark cave,
The haggard old man kneeling towards the northeast seemed to have finally sensed something. He turned his head 180 degrees and looked at Xu Changge behind him.
I was stunned for a long time.
The eyes of the withered old man seemed to have regained some clarity:
"Elder son?"
Xu Changge stared at the old man, feeling the ghostly aura on him that was so strong that it was almost substantial:
"Are you Ghost Seven?"
"Ghost Seven?"
The withered old man murmured, then was stunned for a long time, and nodded:
"Old slave, I have met the eldest son."
There was silence in the hell-like cave.
I don’t know how much time passed,
The withered old man tremblingly pushed the box beside him forward:
"This is the soul crystal of this month."
"I am ashamed of myself, the Prime Minister."
"Please, Mr. Young Master, kill this old slave."
(End of chapter)
