Chapter 1567 There Is Nothing, the Wind Eats the Soul

A group of people followed Yang Qingxuan closely and landed in front of another side hall.

Yang Qingxuan was about to analyze the formation and go in, but was stopped by Logan and others, who surrounded him and Ziye.

Ziye's eyes turned cold, and the murderous aura radiated coldly, "Are you looking for death?"

Gabriel stepped forward, guarding against Ziye's sudden attack.

Logan said: "Brother Qingxuan, everyone has gone through hardships together to get here, and you have gained all the benefits. It seems unreasonable, right?"

Yang Qingxuan sneered and said: "This is a strange thing to say. You came here first in this land of immortal kuns. I don't have the ability to break through the formation. Who is to blame?"

Logan said: "That's not what you said. If Brother Qingxuan insists on eating alone, then I think everyone would rather destroy this side hall than keep it for Brother Qingxuan to enjoy alone."

The people around all nodded firmly, and shouted: "Whoever sees has a share."

Yang Qingxuan pondered for a while, turned his eyes, and said: "Okay, I will try to break through this formation, but if it doesn't work, I can't blame me."

Logan snorted softly, and said: "If brother Qingxuan can't break through, then this side hall will lose its meaning of existence."

Yang Qingxuan smiled slightly. Logan and the others hardly gained any benefits. They were all out of breath and out of balance. If they ate alone again, they might cause unnecessary trouble.

Thinking of this, he walked straight forward, turned his sharp eyes, and began to analyze the structure of the formation.

Yang Qingxuan clasped the formula with both hands and patted it directly.

With a "hum" sound in the space, a certain curvature gradually formed under the palms, and the luster became stronger and weaker. At the same time, the runes "crack" burst out one by one, creating a vortex on the enchantment.

The barrier under Yang Qingxuan's palms, like a pool of water disrupted by a shower, began to become extremely unstable.

Yang Qingxuan's fiery eyes continued to explain the structure of the formation, then withdrew his hand, made a formula in front of him, and slapped a few nodes in the void.

"Boom! Boom!"

Every time it was shot, a group of purple vortexes exploded, like the vitals of the human body, each of which was shattered, and the light of the enchantment dimmed instantly, and finally went into a trance, like a bubble bursting.

"broken!"

A martial artist was ecstatic and shouted excitedly.

A desolate and long-lasting breath came out from the palace gate, like a newly opened treasure, revealing countless brilliance.

"Whoosh!"

Someone rushed in immediately.

"Whizzing!"

The large figures rushed directly into it.

Not to be outdone, Yang Qingxuan and Ziye followed behind these people and stepped into the hall immediately.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, only to see that the hall was empty and there was nothing there!

"How could this be! Why is there nothing?"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Logan looked suspiciously at Yang Qingxuan, and asked, "Brother Qingxuan, what's the inside of the side hall you went to earlier?"

Naturally, Yang Qingxuan would not say that he had won a treasure. He lightly clenched his right hand into a fist, put it on his lips and coughed twice, and said, "Almost, I didn't get anything."

The ghosts believed his words, and they all had gloomy faces.

Yang Qingxuan looked around strangely, the enchantment of this side hall was intact before, how could there be nothing?

"when!"

At this moment, a bell suddenly sounded from the main hall, clear and crisp, like thin metal falling on the white marble.

Yang Qingxuan was startled, and said, "Wind chime? The wind is blowing..."

"what!--"

There was a scream in the hall, and blood splashed, and the body of a warrior flew up out of thin air, bursting out blood continuously, and then the body was swallowed by the void bit by bit until it disappeared completely.

Everyone was stunned, their eyes widened. If it wasn't for the blood on the ground and the smell of blood in the air, they would have thought it was an illusion.

"when!"

The sound of the wind chime sounded again.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

Yang Qingxuan raised his eyes abruptly, and under the gaze of the fiery eyes, the space on the sky became blurred, as if something was blocked by layers of power, and it was hard to see clearly.

And the sound of the wind chimes, and the wind... were transmitted from the sky.

"Not good! What's going on?"

A large number of martial arts screamed and flew into the air one by one.

Yang Qingxuan looked around, and there were inexplicably more wind elements. He made a formula with both hands and displayed the method of fixing the wind. Foot on the ground, as stable as Mount Tai.

"Dang! Dang!"

The sound of the wind chime continued to accelerate, and thirty or forty people couldn't control it, they circled up and flew towards the sky.

A golden light shot out from Yang Qingxuan's eyes, and suddenly a martial artist screamed pitifully, his body burst open inexplicably, blood shot continuously, and his limbs danced in pain.

But Yang Qingxuan could see clearly that within the element of wind, there was a figure lurking, using the wind as a blade, to insert into the meridian of this martial artist, split the opponent's body, and...

Yang Qingxuan was horrified, under the fiery eyes, a ball of yellowish light in the warrior's body was continuously pulled out by the man in the wind, and then swallowed.

"Soul Eater!"

Yang Qingxuan took a breath of air, and said softly, "Be careful!"

If you encounter ordinary strong people, you won't be so afraid, but something that devours the soul must be extremely evil.

Moreover, the enchantment of the hall has not been broken, and this ghost thing is probably survived from Xian Kun's era.

Yang Qingxuan grabbed it with his left hand suddenly, and a small golden bow appeared in his hand. It was Ziyuan's elemental weapon obtained from Yinwu Palace, and he directly pulled the full moon.

"laugh!"

A golden light pierced the sky and shot straight up.

The golden bow kept trembling in his hand, turning into thousands of afterimages, showing the strength of the arrow.

The figure froze in the wind, as if he didn't expect someone to find him, the man stretched out his five fingers, clenching into a fist and punching him down.

"Boom!"

The golden arrow exploded at once, like fireworks.

The man couldn't hide anymore, he appeared from the wind element, he had six eyes, no nose, two long gray beards on his head, his body was as thin as a stick.

Although the eyes are scary, it is not surprising that there are hundreds of races in Tianhe, and all kinds of strange alien races.

As soon as this strange man appeared, he just cast a gloomy glance at Yang Qingxuan, then reached out and grabbed the person beside him, a large piece of wind blade automatically cut the person into pieces, at the same time grabbed the soul of the other person, and swallowed it recklessly.

"Hey! Soul Devourer? This person is... the Fengyu Clan!"

Logan was shocked, and said in amazement: "Hasn't the Fengyu clan become extinct?"

The strange man trembled all over, and the six eyes shot down sharply, staring at Logan and shouting: "What did you say?!"

Logan was taken aback for a moment, then he understood, and said in horror: "You are...you are...the strong man of the Wind Clan who attached himself to Xian Kun in the Middle Ages!"

The person of the Fengshui clan trembled all over, and said dully: "The Middle Ages... a great era has passed now? Is it true that my Fengshui clan has not escaped doom?"

"The Fengyu clan has fallen, so what about my Sky Whale clan?!"

Above the dome, above the layers of energy barriers, came a roar.

Then the inexplicable coercion descended.

A burly body suddenly appeared, grabbed a foreigner suddenly, bit down directly, and sucked the soul of the other party. But a pair of cold blue eyes looked down, full of anger and violence.