Chapter 195: Ghosts and gods are unparalleled

At the time of Xianmiaojing, Qin Haoxuan killed the severe winter of the 12th leaf of Xianmiaojing. Now the seedlings of the seedlings are four leaves, and the physical strength has increased a lot. With the help of the punishment, it seems that although it is much easier than before, The sinister danger is far more dangerous than that time. The initial harsh winter shots are still in the mercy, and this person is the next killer from the beginning!
Seeing that the enemy was killed by the immortal of the enemy, the soldiers who peeked in the darkness ran out excitedly, and worshipped on the ground with a face of worship: "Thank you for the help of the immortal! Thank you for the help of the immortal!"
"If you don't have a fairy, we may all die. Thanks to the immortal, I will help you. I will give you a longevity archway after I go back."
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The soldiers were grateful for their sorrows and praises. The injured Wu Wu also struggled to stand up. In front of Qin Haoxuan, several of the pro-arms were helped to go to the ground. "Thanks to the immortal, if you don't have me, me and me." These thousands of brethren are sure to be finished!"
Qin Haoxuan secretly rejoices that if he does not have the help of punishment, he wants to kill, I am afraid to use the invisible sword! If it really reaches that point... In case there are other scattered repairs around, you will be dead.
"The enemy is dead, and the other continues to strengthen the alert to prevent the enemy from attacking the camp again. If you have something, you will find me again." Qin Haoxuan tried to pretend to be a high-ranking immortal, and said to Su Wudao: "Right, you send a few people to rebel." The body of the fairy was sent to my camp."
"Yes!" Su Wu quickly responded. He originally wanted to hang the enemy's body on the door to warn the enemy that there was also a strong cultivator in his own camp. At the same time, he also took advantage of the past few days, but Qin Haoxuan was Shang Xian, not his sinful existence, since Qin Haoxuan told him so, he can only act according to words.
After the instructions, Qin Haoxuan pulled back to the human form and returned to his own camp.
After they returned to the camp, there was a lot of gratitude outside.
At the moment, such a big movement, they certainly can not go to the nearby battlefield in the face of so many soldiers to collect the battlefield ghosts, can only return to the camp first, wait for the situation to be stable, and then collect.
Not long after, Su Wu personally sent the enemy to the body of the immortal.
Qin Haoxuan took out a Lingshi and asked: "I let you find this kind of Lingshi, have you found it?"
"Not yet, Shang Xian also please wait." Su Wu quickly replied: "I have sent many soldiers familiar with the terrain to find."
"Hurry up and find it." Qin Haoxuan's body is not much, and he thinks that he may face the pursuit of the red smelt in the future. His desire for Lingshi is greater, although he knows to let these mortals look for Lingshi hopes. But it is better than no hope.
Qin Haoxuan sent Su Wu away, meditation on his knees to restore his strength, and he still spent a lot of spiritual power when he was fighting.
In the enemy camp, the Lord will camp, and it is brightly lit at this time.
A general sitting on the main seat was anxious, and in a careful tone, he said to the immortal who sat on his side: "When the ancient wood is on the fairy, why didn't your brother return? What will happen?"
The immortal named Gumu snorted: "I am a mysterious priest, who is a sacred man, who can assassinate a mortal in the military camp of the ordinary people. Is it dangerous for General Zhao Pu to suspect that the mortal can still hurt the immortal? Or suspect that our brothers and brothers are not capable?"
"Don't dare, don't dare!" General Zhao Pu repeatedly denied.
"It is definitely no problem, you don't have to worry about it." Gumu snorted and confidently said: "Su Wu is dead."
At this time, a pigeon flew into Zhao Pu's big account. This was the letter from the spy who was placed in the Su Wu military camp. Zhao Pu immediately took off the letter tube and looked at his face, his face immediately gloomy.
Gu Mu saw Zhao Pu's complexion, and his heart raised a bad feeling, and asked: "How is it!"
"The immortal defeated in the ancient land, and was killed by the immortal in the other camp!" Zhao Pu looked bitter.
"What? How is it possible! My younger brother is the strongest of the fourteen leaves of Xianmiao, and in the land of Xianglongguo, it is not much better to repair it than him! And when is there a cultivator in the military camp of Suwu? How did you not cultivate the immortals before?"
In the face of this string of questions raised by Gu Mu, Zhao Pu naturally could not answer, and had to hand the letter to the ancient wood.
Gumu took a letter and glanced at him. A arrogant spiritual force emerged from him and angered to the extreme. The letter in his hand was suddenly crushed by spiritual power: "The raised, even dare to kill my younger brother, I will let You pay the price!"
After talking about the rumors in the ancient wooden mouth, he quickly calmed down and thought to himself: "What is this realm of the immortal, the ancient soil is the fourteen leaves of the fairy seedlings are killed, and he has a considerable body. In the case of the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sect. At the end of his life, I have to hurry and go to the battlefield to catch more souls, and wait until I practiced [Ghosts and Gods], even if you are more powerful, I am not afraid."
When Zhao Puying was in the clouds, Qin Haoxuan was also lucky. He began to turn things up on the enemy's cultivators. Generally, the cultivators will have more or less belongings.
However, there are not many things on this ancient soil. There are six lower three spirit stones, some small materials, and not many. These things add up, and the total value is less than one hundred.
Qin Haoxuan carefully examined these things, and did not see the marks of other sects on these things. Generally, the disciples will keep some identity tokens on their bodies. For example, the charm that hangs on their neck is the logo of the early religion. This person does not have such a logo. Qin Haoxuan determined that he is a kind of cultivator.
He was secretly sighed in his heart. It seems that the days of the no-sentences are very difficult. This kind of meditation is far from being a normal disciple who has been in the early years of teaching.
After searching the body, Qin Haoxuan said: "At this time, the outsiders are scattered. Let's go to the battlefield. There will be two more hours."
If it is dawn, it is definitely impossible to collect the ghost. Qin Haoxuan is good at the flow and comes to the battlefield with the punishment.
Both of them are cultivators. To escape these mortal soldiers is a breeze. They soon came to the battlefield and found that there are many ghosts and ghosts on the battlefield. These are the soldiers who died in these days. Resentment is very heavy, and each one is a devil in the world.
According to the punishment, Qin Haoxuan will take out the soul-inducing symbol and then inject a little spiritual power.
With spiritual indoctrination, this soul-inspired character is like a bottomless pit with huge suction, and it the wild ghosts who wander around.
After spending a lot of time, Qin Haoxuan put so many souls into the soul of the soul, Qin Haoxuan is very happy, but the sentence is thoughtful: "These souls look a lot, but I roughly estimated The body on the ground, the soul here is much less than the actual soul."

Is it that these souls have gone somewhere else?

The punishment means that while counting and counting, it is very serious. When he is half-sounding, he said: "These souls will not easily leave the place of death, and even if they leave, they will only leave a small amount. I have calculated it once again. These souls are less than 50%, and they are not right.
Qin Haoxuan remembered that when he first came yesterday, the wind was bursting, and his back was bursting with cold. This is because of the sorrow and sorrow, but when I came here tonight, this feeling is much weaker. From here, I can feel the sorrowful spirit. A lot less.
"There are 50% less souls. Is there someone else who is also capturing?" Qin Haoxuan and the prisoner looked at each other. If there is no such thing as an enemy camp tonight, they may not doubt it, but now it is getting more and more It is suspected that the enemy cultivators are also capturing the ghosts of the battlefield. Otherwise, even if they are scattered, it is not easy to obtain resources, but these mortal things can’t be blinded. Are they just trying to capture the battlefield ghosts?
Qin Haoxuan said to the sentence: "Is it true that the enemies of the enemy camp are also capturing the battlefield? Or are they involved in these mortal wars to capture these battlefields?"
He did not hesitate to deny Qin Haoxuan’s words and said:
Impossible, even if it’s a weaker cultivation, it’s very easy to get some souls. Just find a town to launch a plague, and the soul will be thousands. Tens of thousands!"
The words of punishment are very reasonable. In the eyes of the immortal, the mortal is as weak as the ants, and it is not necessary to spend so much time to get some souls.
So what do these scattered repairs do for mortals? Compared with the lack of resources, the time is especially important to them. Why do they waste precious cultivation time and intervene in the disputes of mortals?
Very weird, we can't say weird.
Qin Haoxuan and the prisoner looked at each other and saw doubts from each other's eyes. It seems that the punishment did not come up with a reason.
Finally, the sentence: "It's quite strange, I can't guess why."
When Qin Haoxuan used the soul-inducing symbol to capture the soul of the battlefield, a black shadow also sneaked into the battlefield. This black shadow is exactly what Zhao Pu invited to cultivate the immortal ancient wood ~EbookFREE.me~ ancient wood hides in the darkness, the screen calmly gaze Qin Haoxuan, who is collecting souls, saw Qin Haoxuan and his sentence, and immediately determined that this guy is the cultivator who killed his younger brother, but he looked at Qin Haoxuan’s strength when he collected the battlefield soul, and his face was unbelievable!
This is actually only the four leaves of Xian Miao.
How can a cultivator with such a weak strength be able to kill his younger brother of the fourteen leaves of Xian Miao? He suspected that Qin Haoxuan was suddenly attacking in secret, only to kill his brother, it is impossible to be its own combat power, what strength can a Xian Miaojing four-leaf cultivator have?
But this guy can kill his younger brother of the fourteen leaves of Xian Miaojing. It is not simple. He quietly lurks close to Qin Haoxuan and prepares to attack. Although he has the certainty to win, he is still very cautious and carefully driven. Wannian boat!
If Qin Haoxuan is alone, it is absolutely impossible to find him, but the punishment of Qin Haoxuan is quickly felt, and quietly said: "Attention, some people have come, Xianmao is fifteen leaves."
Qin Haoxuan will introduce the soul of the soul into his arms, and he said quietly: "It should be an enemy. We should not be amazed, be careful."