Seeking the Way of Immortality

Resentful Soul, what is Resentful Soul?

It is something similar to the soul that is produced by unwillingness after death. This kind of thing can be cultivated. The more advanced the cultivation, the more terrifying and frightening it is. It cannot carry out physical attacks, but it can Entering the sea of ​​consciousness of people's souls, swallowing their souls, thereby controlling them and killing them.

Resentful souls have no sanity and can only harm monks by instinct. One thing about them that monks are very afraid of is that they can ignore the monks' attacks. Only attacks with fire and thunder attributes can cause a little damage to resentful souls. Dark attribute monks can only protect themselves from harm.

More powerful than resentful spirits are resentful spirits. There are two ways to form resentful spirits. One is when a person dies with very strong resentment, so great that he cannot rest in peace; the other is when a monk dies. The spiritual consciousness is immortal, and after the accumulation of time, a unique consciousness is formed, which exists in another life form. This existence is a resentful spirit.

There are tens of millions of resentful souls in this palace. These resentful souls are formed by the monks and monsters who have died in the Five Elements Jedi over the years, which is why the army of resentful souls in this scene has emerged.

Wu Zheng and Dugu Yan looked stern. They were surrounded by countless resentful spirits. At this time, they tried their best and could not harm the resentful spirits at all. If Wu Zheng's 'Purple Aurora Shield' was not quite magical, The two of them had long been overwhelmed by the army of resentful souls!

"what to do?"

"It's okay, let's block it for a while before we talk!"

Over there, Liu Suifeng had used his own speed to throw the resentful soul out of the eight streets. At this time, Liu Suifeng was wandering around leisurely, trying to find some opportunities or something, but he was so cool that he didn't get a stick. As soon as she smelled the fragrance, her little face turned pale and pale.

"Holy shit, Wraith!"

Liu Suifeng uttered a curse word, and lightning shot out of his body. Unexpectedly, the resentful spirit seemed to recognize him, hanging tightly behind him, and wouldn't let go.

On the other side, Feixue was surrounded by resentful souls. Those resentful souls were all extremely angry, but they did not dare to step forward. Every time Feixue's broken sword flew, it would take away the life of a resentful soul. It was a pity that he The Broken Sword cannot be used often, and at this time, there are drops of sweat on his forehead. Obviously, the power of the Broken Sword consumes a lot of his real energy every time it is activated. Even if it is as powerful as him, it is still a bit too much.

Relatively speaking, Shuimu Yang was much more relaxed. After all, he was very strong, and it was unknown what kind of skills he practiced. For a while, no resentful soul dared to get even half a step closer.

Although Xie Meng's cultivation level is not high, he is a demon sect monk after all. They have their own way of dealing with resentful souls. Although they cannot kill the resentful souls, they are enough to protect themselves.

Therefore, this time it was the demonic monks who had the upper hand and could go much further than the other monks.

Li Fei and Wang Jiuming looked ugly, as if they were dead mothers. For some reason, the sharp sword energy in the past was of no use when it came to the resentful soul. It also made the two of them panting from exhaustion. For a while, The two great monks could only protect themselves.

The monks of the sect suffered countless casualties in an instant!

"Yan'er, protect me, let me try the Soul-Eating Art."

"Wu Zheng, don't take risks unless absolutely necessary."

"Yan'er, it's okay, have you forgotten who I am?"

"Wu Zheng, do you know what the sea of ​​consciousness means?"

"I know, but do we have a better way? Either I will refine the resentful soul, or the resentful soul will refine me, there is no other way!"

"Wu Zheng, you..."

"Yan'er, it's okay, you have to believe me."

As Dugu Yan was talking, tears were about to fall. Wu Zheng quickly comforted her again before stopping Dugu Yan's tears. Wu Zheng was not afraid of anything but women's tears.

"It's okay. Besides, I'm the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulator."

Duguyan nodded, and Wu Zheng tore open the 'Purple Aurora Shield' on his body. Wu Zheng controlled the resentful soul to enter the Purple Aurora Shield, then sat down cross-legged, running the "Soul-Eating Art" to pull the resentful soul into himself. The sea of ​​consciousness.

As soon as the resentful soul entered Wu Zheng's sea of ​​consciousness, it wreaked havoc on Wu Zheng's sea of ​​consciousness. The soul-eating technique was in motion. The consciousness in Wu Zheng's mind surrounded the resentful souls, and then swallowed them bit by bit. While Wu Zheng was devouring the resentful souls, the resentful souls were also devouring Wu Zheng's consciousness. What Wu Zheng and the resentful soul are competing now is who can devour whom first!

Fortunately, this was Wu Zheng's first attempt, and the resentful soul he let in was also the weakest, and Wu Zheng's consciousness had already reached the peak level of Nascent Soul.

Just like this, there was faint sweat oozing out from Wu Zheng's forehead, and Duguyan on the side looked worried. After all, the resentful spirit is different from the monk's Nascent Soul or soul. The existence of the resentful spirit must be due to their excellence. No one dares to swallow the resentful spirit into the sea of ​​consciousness easily. It can be said that Wu Zheng's doing this is definitely rare in the world.

After half a stick of incense, Wu Zheng gritted his teeth. There was not much spiritual consciousness left in his mind. This was the first time that Wu Zheng consumed so much spiritual consciousness, and was still swallowed by the wronged soul. At this time, Wu Zheng's spiritual consciousness was already gone. Gradually, he and the resentful soul were tied, but at this time, the resentful soul had obviously reached a saturated state. This was the only reason Wu Zheng had the confidence to defeat the resentful soul. Otherwise, Wu Zheng would not dare to put the resentful soul into his consciousness. Within the sea, after all, the sea of ​​consciousness and the monks are more important than life.

If someone controls your consciousness, it is equivalent to controlling you as a person.

Fortunately, most of the cultivators were trying to save their lives. No one cared about Wu Zheng's life or death, and no one cared about where the two were. In the face of life, they all chose to protect themselves, so the place where the two were was quite quiet.

This gave Wu Zheng enough time.

After another half an incense stick of time, Wu Zheng gradually pulled back the disadvantage. Although the resentful soul devoured a lot of Wu Zheng's consciousness, he did not have time to refine it. Therefore, when Wu Zheng devoured it again, he did not need to refine it again and could use it directly. For a while, he gradually gained the upper hand.

After a full half day of hard work, Wu Zheng opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath of turbid air. His eyes were shining, and his consciousness was faintly strengthening. Wu Zheng even felt that it was liquefied.

"How is it?"

"Hehe, it's okay!" "That's good, I was worried to death!"

"Why, you are not confident in me?" Wu Zheng said with a smile.

Dugu Yan rolled her eyes and ignored Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng told Dugu Yan about his harvest.

"What are you waiting for? I will protect you, and you can just refine it here!" Dugu Yan said excitedly.

Wu Zheng smiled and did not reply. With Dugu Yan around, he felt relieved, so he sat down and started refining again.

At first, Wu Zheng did not dare to try a larger resentful soul, so he chose a resentful soul of similar size to the last time, and then he began his refining journey carefully. Dugu Yan sat cross-legged next to Wu Zheng, and the 'Purple Aurora Shield' was opened, barely protecting the two of them. Dugu Yan held the magic weapon Ice Sword in his hand and looked around vigilantly, fearing that some cultivators would disturb Wu Zheng's refining.

After the experience from the last time, Wu Zheng did not dare to move forward. He carefully controlled his consciousness to surround the resentful soul, assimilated it bit by bit, and then devoured it. This process is simple to say, but it is very difficult to do. You know, Wu Zheng's cultivation is basically useless, and he has to use a wisp of consciousness to control the "Purple Aurora Shield". The difficulty can be imagined.

It can be said that he is using his mind for two purposes.

Although he has the experience from the last time, this resentful soul is much larger than the last one. Besides, the resentful soul that Wu Zheng absorbed last time was just absorbed, not refined, but assimilated.

Although assimilation and refining are only one word apart, the meanings are very different.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye, and Wu Zheng refined the second resentful soul. Sweat appeared on his forehead. Dugu Yan wiped Wu Zheng's sweat with her sleeve with heartache.

Not daring to stop, Wu Zheng began the third refining. After all, there are many benefits to refining resentful souls, and he is reluctant to waste such a good opportunity to improve his consciousness.