Chapter 362 Spiritual Relics

"Can you kill peerless creatures?" Chen Yongjie asked, he couldn't forget that he wanted to chop the person wearing the silver mask to death, and he couldn't wait.

Moreover, he himself took out the strange treasure, ready to test it, to see how effective the weapon designed to kill the primordial spirit would be in the spiritual world.

Wang Xuan sensed carefully, pondered for a while, and said: "You think a little too much, and you are probably only close to the level of the man wearing the silver mask. If you see him again, you won't lose your life. Think about it, maybe you can really give it to me." Come on, let him be tough."

"That's not bad, if you find a chance, you must hunt him instead!" Chen Yongjie suddenly regained his energy, as long as he is not crushed by others.

For the past three days, there has always been a large area of ​​shadow in his heart, worrying that if he meets again, he will be directly blown away by that peerless murderer.

"Well, the effect is surprisingly good!" Chen Yongjie put the soul-locking clock into the spiritual world, absorbing the energy here, the body of the clock glowed, and there were silver ripples in the soft beeping, showing considerable terrifying power.

However, since this spiritual world is connected with the present world, it has been restricted, and the powerful supernatural rules are gradually becoming invalid.

Otherwise, the soul-locking clock is a peerless treasure. If it really explodes in an all-round way, even Liexian can be shattered!

That kind of extreme brilliance can only be seen in the most brilliant era of extraordinary rules.

Wang Xuan tried it. After entering this spiritual world with his physical body, he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and could move, but it was too laborious and would become a burden.

According to rumors, even the peerless powerhouses went to the highest spiritual world to pick heavenly medicine, but they kept their bodies in the outside world, and only their souls went there.

Wang Xuan said: "I think we can almost protect ourselves, so we won't wait for Lao Zhang. Judging by his posture, we may have to dance happily with the female ghost for a long time."

Chen Yongjie nodded, expressing deep agreement, Lao Zhang is quite popular with female ghosts.

Outside the spiritual world, in the desolate Gobi, there is really no shortage of anger now, there are many people, and a large number of descendants of immortals and demons have come recently.

People occupy one side of each other, they take turns to guard the physical body, enter the spiritual world in batches to baptize the primordial spirit, and the more daring ones go to the depths to collect herbs.

The medicinal herbs in this place are naturally very precious, and they are all true treasures in the spiritual realm!

Someone saw Wang Xuan and Chen Yongjie, and they showed strange colors. They have no other companions, dare to go in? If the body is left outside, it is estimated that it will soon enter the belly of the demon!

In the distance, some demon cultivators lowered their heads quickly, afraid of revealing cold eyes, and secretly harboring malicious intentions, they all waited quietly.

In this kind of place, no matter how powerful you are, as long as your soul is out of your body and you dare to leave, accidents may happen to your physical body.

"I dug a chicken!" Chen Yongjie glanced, caught some hidden gazes in the distance, and felt the traces of hostility.

"Bring it on." Wang Xuan said, it's not that there is no treasure on his body, just take away the body.

He found a place where no one was around, took out a small yellow gourd, and put his own body in it. This rare treasure is quite reliable.

Chen Yongjie also felt that this gourd was more secure, so he also borrowed the gourd to save himself.

Then, the two began to arm themselves, taking out all kinds of spiritual weapons.

Wang Xuan put on the silver animal skin roll and asked Old Chen, "How is it?"

"Silver cloak, not bad, but it's a pity that it's not white hair, otherwise it's a bit of a flat-headed brother's posture, looking for peerless powers to fight!" Old Chen commented.

Wang Xuan disliked it, thought for a while, and took out the golden tree. Under the rich super substance, it can be big or small. After shrinking it, he put it on his head directly.

The small tree is like a golden crown, and there are nine little birds living on it. This is a big killer, and it has an excellent effect on protecting his primordial spirit.

Then, he took out the Primordial Spirit Chain and wrapped it around his arm. As for the God-killing Banner, he naturally couldn't leave his body.

This group of spiritual weapons is both offensive and defensive, and any one of them will make the top people drool if they are placed outside. They are all legendary sacred artifacts.

Chen Yongjie was not idle either, he used the soul-locking bell as a helmet and put it on his head. He was almost refined, and he could make ripples at will without hurting himself.

Then, he hung a snow-white conch on his chest, and held a sharp spiritual weapon in his hand—the blue-gold dagger.

The two didn't go on the road immediately, but learned about the situation in the peripheral area and got a lot of valuable information. Yao Zu's parents and children, Mo Si, Qi Chengdao and others all went in early.

Some people speculate that there is a grand and extraordinary Taoism in it, and there is even a well-preserved cave of innate gods and demons, not only heavenly medicine, but also rare classics.

Of course, the most astonishing guess is that there may be a treasure here, otherwise, it would be difficult to attract many peerless powerhouses to show up.

In the end, Wang Xuan and Chen Yongjie set off, like two fish entering the sea, traveling far away in the spiritual world with their souls. This novel experience is very special.

When you go deep, as time goes by, you can't feel at all that these scenes are the property of the spiritual world.

The majestic mountains, the undulating mountains, the crimson clouds pouring down from the sky, everything is so real and incomparably beautiful.

In front of a large azure blue lake, Wang Xuan plunged into it with a fierce force, and the waves splashed all over his body. His mental body was immediately comfortable, and there was a strange energy substance that replenished the spirit.

rumble!

Ahead, on a cliff, there are towering ancient pines, and the waves of pines burst out like thunder.

"Is this really the spiritual world?" Wang Xuan couldn't tell the difference. Looking back, he looked at the material world behind him. What is real and what is virtual?

When he thought of this question, he inevitably thought of the place of nothingness and the source of truth.

In this world, the biggest advantage is that the primordial spirit can fly, and with the blessing of strange treasures, it will be extremely fast!

They were very cautious, and followed some demons and descendants of the immortals all the way, heading in one direction. It seemed that some people had found the ruins.

After penetrating thousands of miles, in front of them, thunder and lightning, violent wind and rain, the scene is a bit scary, and the electric snakes are hundreds of miles long, intertwining fiercely.

Many people gasped and didn't dare to leave. No wonder they knew the location of the target. There was so much movement in this area. Anyone who entered the spiritual world would be attracted here after wandering around for two days.

What is the primordial spirit most afraid of without the protection of flesh? Naturally, it is this kind of huge thunder, if it is really going to be hit, it will be the end of mental collapse!

Many people were stopped here. Looking carefully, the weakest ones were all at the level of the eighth stage, many of them were creatures of the ninth stage, and there were even transcendents in the early days of the Happy Journey.

Natural disasters were violent, as if they were like this all year round, blocking the way for everyone to move forward.

"I saw Mo Si go in. He has a magic treasure on his body, which can block the dense lightning!"

"That's not blocking, that's smuggling!"

Some people were sighing. As the core figure of the fourth generation of Demon Dao, it is not surprising to have peerless treasures for self-defense.

"This kind of thunder, let alone you and me, even if the earth immortal comes, you have to weigh it. You may not dare to resist the dense spiritual thunder with your soul!"

In the distance, Wang Xuan was silent, there was actually lightning in the spiritual world, and the thunder that belonged to the spiritual level was really special.

He was thinking, if people who lived here all year round, would they still regard themselves as beings in the spiritual realm? Whether it is mountains and rivers, or all things, or a catastrophe, they are all so real.

"Let's go!"

Wang Xuan and Chen Yongjie found a place where no one was around, and approached the continuous torrential rain, dark clouds, and dense thunder from a remote place.

"Will the silver bell helmet conduct electricity when you wear it?" Wang Xuan looked at Lao Chen and said, "Shall I use the flag surface to protect you from lightning?"

"This is the spiritual world, okay? You think it's outside." Chen Yongjie walked forward, and as a result, there was a bang, and a thunderbolt struck him. He was so scared that he quickly took off his helmet, stepped back quickly, and looked at the sky in disbelief.

"I'll go, there are people up there who deliberately hacked me!" Old Chen's eyes widened, feeling outrageous.

Wang Xuan's heart was also beating wildly, and his spiritual eye also caught it. There was a remnant on the cloud layer. A man who looked like a skeleton with withered flesh and blood was beating a broken drum, and the electric light directly fell here.

"Is this lightning controlled by humans?" Chen Yongjie was moved, and then he was stunned. He was sure that he read it right. Is that withered creature a spiritual body? It looked like a mummy, with sunken eye sockets and black holes, could it be a spiritual corpse?

"Let me take a closer look, don't rush away!" Wang Xuan opened his spiritual eyes and saw all directions. He saw an amazing scene. Above the clouds, not only the remnant just now, but also scattered in the vast sky. There are dozens or hundreds of similar rubble areas.

Everywhere, there are some ancient remnants, floating, and inexplicable creatures beating decaying broken drums, the movements are mechanical and stiff.

In this area, the spirit and thunder are intertwined. It is not born naturally, it is all caused by the sound of these drums.

Those dry creatures are like spiritual corpses, obeying the instructions of the past, releasing lightning in a rigid manner.

Wang Xuan wrapped Lao Chen in the flag, and walked through this thunder area without any danger. In the process, he seemed to be walking in a place where a catastrophe had come, and thick thunder was everywhere.

After passing through the minefield, it was still deafening. This is not a paradise. Surrounding fields were surrounded by magnificent thunder. Those spiritual lightning formed a city wall as high as the sky, built with lightning as the material.

"Is this the City of Spiritual Lightning?"

It is said to be a city, but it is actually ruins, with rubble everywhere, no intact buildings, and some desolate hilly areas.

"In some cases, it's all in the sky... the place we're going to go may go deep above the clouds!" Wang Xuan couldn't help but feel moved when he raised his head.

There are ruins on the ground, relics floating in the sky, glowing rivers flowing, and above the clouds, there is a towering holy mountain.

"That demon girl is here too!" Old Chen whispered, his pupils constricted, he signaled Wang Xuan to hide in the ruins, and pointed to a small hanging ruin in the sky.

There was a pile of fire, very gorgeous, surrounded by many spooky spirits, and a woman in red clothes fluttered, stood in front of the fire, turned around slightly, her long skirt fluttered like a flying fairy.

Wang Xuan was moved and said: "This place is a bit outrageous. The fire above a pile of mythical embers is actually just a test for entry. It is placed in the lowest level of the ruins. What is on it?"

He saw the abnormality, the ruins were layered, and the pile of mythical flames seemed to be just a necessary portal!

The flames lead to the upper spiritual ruins through the hazy passage.