Chapter 2251: Imprisoned soul

Don't go in?
Xiao Fan stopped and slowly turned his head to look at the man in the blue shirt. However, to Xiao Fan's surprise, the man in the blue shirt suddenly seemed to be pushed into the white mist area by a force.
At the same time, the gutter-nosed man and the man with a severed arm were only ten feet away from Xiao Fan. With a sneer on their faces, they tried their best to kill Xiao Fan.
How could Xiao Fan think that the man with the gutter nose and the man with a broken arm would suddenly attack him.
Moreover, he didn't even feel any killing intent, you know, he is extremely sensitive to killing intent.
Before he could think about it, the Shura sword had already appeared in his hand, and Xiao Fan cut it out without hesitation.
However, the Shura sword passed through the bodies of the two, as if the two did not exist at all.
When Xiao Fan looked around, he found that the lower parts of the two men with the hook nose and the broken arm were separated without any blood stains, and their upper bodies rushed at him again.
"Soul?!" Xiao Fan's eyes widened, and his body quickly retreated to the rear. However, the hooked nose and the man with the broken arm were faster and rushed directly into Xiao Fan's eyebrows.
Xiao Fan's figure flashed back and quickly rushed into the white mist area.
In Xiao Fan's divine palace, the eagle hook nose and the man with the broken arm attacked Xiao Fan's soul body without hesitation, wanting to kill the soul body.
"Roar!"
A violent roar sounded, and a dark figure suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Fan's soul body. The dark figure opened his mouth wide, and suddenly swallowed the hooked nose and the body of the man with the broken arm.
Outside, Xiao Fan let out a cold sweat, as if he was a ghost. Aren't those two real people, how could they attack him?
But when Xiao Fan didn't kill the two with a sword, he also understood that the two must be in the state of souls. The ordinary attacks displayed by the Shura sword were not powerful enough to instantly destroy the soul, and could only cut off the soul.
What Xiao Fan didn't understand was, why did the soul attack him again?
"Illusion?" Xiao Fan was puzzled, and then shook his head again. If it is an illusion, then this illusion is too terrifying.
You know, Xiao Fan has always been immune to illusion, basically no illusion can fool him.
Since it is not an illusion, what is it?
"The young man in the blue shirt should know that he should be able to figure it out if he finds him!" Xiao Fan thought in his heart, and then he turned and walked into the open area.
Although this place was covered by a thick white mist, Xiao Fan still remembered the direction he was backing. As long as he walked a few feet ahead, it should be the open area.
However, this obviously disappointed Xiao Fan. He kept walking forward. After half a cup of tea, he did not find the open area.
Looking at the white mist around him, Xiao Fan had a faint feeling of pain. How could that empty place disappear for no apparent reason?
Xiao Fan once again understood the gap between himself and those powerful monks. Those people had heard of Wu Shen Island, and they must have made enough preparations if they wanted to come.
As for Xiao Fan, he almost knew nothing. It would not be easy to break through this white fog area.
Huh!
While Xiao Fan was contemplating, a burst of air suddenly sounded behind him, a biting cold light, and even his soul felt like a needle-stick pain.
Xiao Fan didn't have time to think about it, his backhand was slashed out with a sword, and the light of the Shura sword blocked the cold light, and Xiao Fan had a chance to breathe.
At the same time, his body rushed forward quickly, his head couldn't help turning back.
Suddenly, Xiao Fan's pupils trembled violently for several times, and he saw a woman covered in blood with a disheveled hair, and a sword came towards him.
"A ghost?" Xiao Fan's mind instantly recalled the ghosts he had seen in the movie in his previous life, which was exactly the same.
Before Xiao Fan could come back to his senses, there was another dangerous breath on both sides of him. Xiao Fan frowned and swept away, but he saw several more figures.
At this moment, Xiao Fan calmed down a lot. With a move of his mind, the endless fire burned and enveloped his whole body.
His eyes looked at the figures around him, his brows furrowed, he didn't know what he was thinking.
Seeing the flames on Xiao Fan's body, all those figures showed fear, as if they were afraid to approach Xiao Fan.
"Help, help!" Suddenly, a low cry for help rang out, which instantly attracted Xiao Fan's attention. The owner of this voice was the man in the blue shirt who had told him not to come in.
Xiao Fan followed his reputation, but saw the man in the blue shirt pinching his neck, his face flushed and his toes left the ground. This scene looked very strange.
"Suicide?" Xiao Fan looked at the man in the blue shirt weirdly, but he felt that it was not the same.
If it was suicide, why would he call for help?
When the man in the cyan shirt saw Xiao Fan, his bloodshot pupils suddenly flashed with hope, and his other hand was constantly beckoning towards Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan knew that the other party wanted to save him by himself. Xiao Fan did not hesitate. The friendly behavior of the man in the blue shirt was worth his action.
In the flick of his fingers, a group of golden flames fell on the man in the blue shirt, a scream passed on, and then a wisp of blue smoke emerged from the man in the blue shirt.
The man in the cyan shirt slumped to the ground with a look of fear in his eyes. After taking a few deep breaths, he gratefully looked at Xiao Fan and said, "Thank you, City Lord Xiao, for helping me."
"Do you know me?" Xiao Fan was slightly surprised, but realized that it is not the time to entangle this, and then said: "What happened to you just now, and what are these people who are not humans, ghosts and ghosts."
"Sure enough, you can see them. I didn't expect City Master Xiao to still be a cultivator!" The man in the blue shirt looked at Xiao Fan in surprise.
This made Xiao Fan surprised, and couldn't help asking, "Can't you see them?"
The man in the cyan shirt nodded, looking like the rest of his life, and said bitterly: "I really can't see them. If you weren't talking to yourself before, I don't know, I have been stared at by them! "
"They? Who are they?" Xiao Fan was very puzzled, looking at the people around him with a sullen face.
Xiao Fan could be regarded as having a very strong mood, but at the moment he was also extremely uneasy.
What do you mean you can’t see, then what are these I see?
"The people you can see are some dead souls. After death, their souls are imprisoned by a special force. They are suppressed in this area for eternity and cannot leave." The man in the blue shirt took a deep breath, his eyes startled. Looking around with fear.
"The imprisoned soul?" Xiao Fan raised his brows slightly. He had confirmed that these people were souls, afraid of endless fire, so he didn't dare to approach.
However, what makes him feel peculiar is how does this white fog area restrain the soul?
Moreover, this is too cruel, aren't they just participating in a contest for the gods list? Is it necessary to imprison a person's soul for eternity?
Participating in a game requires people to be tortured forever, which is not ordinary cruelty. "These souls have been imprisoned for countless years and accumulated endless grievances. They killed people when they saw them. They competed for the birth list in the past. I don't know how many people died here and became one of them." The voice of the blue shirt man A little trembling, "Therefore, in this white fog area, there is also a
A terrible name. ""what name? "Xiao Fan raised his brow slightly and asked suspiciously.