The flames soaring into the sky kept burning under the Luoshen Stream, constantly burning the army of remnant souls that rushed towards them into ashes.

Today's Xiao Ting is no longer the rookie who turned around and ran away when he saw the army of remnant souls.

The cultivation level of Huangji Realm is enough to rank among the top few cultivators in the Cang Realm.

Xiao Ting stood in front of Liuliyan with his hands behind his back, looking at the remnant soul roaring in the flames, but he felt extremely calm in his heart.

Although these remnant souls had no sense of pain and only had the instinct to attack, they still could not escape the fate of turning into ashes under the glazed fire that Xiao Ting claimed could burn everything.

But Xiao Ting is also in trouble now.

How should he find the body of the mountain ghost? Where is the so-called Yaocao? What does it look like?

According to the records on the inscriptions in the Soul-Sucking Hall, the Yao grass should have been swallowed by her. But wasn’t she disemboweled to get the grass? Didn’t the heartless person at that time get the Yao grass?

This series of questions lingered in Xiao Ting's mind, and there was no answer.

Looking at the seemingly endless army of remnant souls in front of him, Xiao Ting decided to look for them while walking.

Therefore, Xiao Ting's right hand flew a little higher, and the milky-white glazed flames laid down a wall of fire behind him, moving forward as Xiao Ting moved forward.

Any remaining souls that tried to kill them were all burned into nothingness by this wall of glazed fire.

Xiao Ting only left a trace of his soul on the wall of fire behind him, keeping the flame burning. The rest of his energy was spent exploring the terrain at the bottom of the Luoshen Stream, trying to find some clues about the mountain ghost and Yao Cao.

As Xiao Ting continued to move forward, Xiao Ting discovered that the Luoshen Stream seemed to be continuously extending downward. After walking for almost half an hour, Xiao Ting still could not see the end.

Here, it's at least a thousand meters away from the ground, right? Xiao Ting thought as he walked.

Suddenly, Xiao Ting's expression changed.

He found that there seemed to be something different in the front.

A medium-sized gorge appeared in front of it, and wisps of wind blew out, constantly floating toward the sky above Luoshen Stream.

Xiao Ting's expression changed, and he stepped closer.

Feeling the wisps of "wind" that kept floating toward the Luoshen Stream above his head against common sense, Xiao Ting was silent for a while, and then stretched out his right hand to feel the wind.

Immediately, Xiao Ting's expression changed.

When the wind blew onto his hands, there was no chill at all, but it made Xiao Ting's soul feel torn apart.

It was as if the wind was a sharp blade, constantly cutting into his soul.

"Soul-tearing wind!"

Xiao Ting was sure that the endless soul-rending wind blowing out of this Luoshen Stream came from here.

Xiao Ting took back his right hand and listened carefully with bated breath.

After a while, Xiao Ting heard Ruoyouruowu's crying coming from the mouth of the gorge.

This cry was intermittent, and it sounded like a woman's voice. At this midnight, under the deserted mountain stream, the faint sound of a woman crying could be heard. The timid person might be frightened and faint immediately.

past.

Xiao Ting's hair stood on end as well, but he still had the courage to continue listening carefully, while recalling the inscriptions on the inscriptions in the Soul Locking Hall.

"... His body will not be destroyed for thousands of years, and will never be extinguished for ten thousand years. His remnant soul cries under the mountain stream every day. Over time, his soul attracts the sinister atmosphere between heaven and earth, turning into a soul-rending wind, which hovers in the falling god every day.

In the stream."

Could it be that this is where the body of the mountain ghost is?

Thinking of this, Xiao Ting didn't care about anything else and decided to go in and find out.

With a colorful glow glowing all over his body, Xiao Ting wrapped his body with soul energy, forming a defensive barrier, and then stepped in with a solemn expression!

The whistling wind sounded in Xiao Ting's ears, and the invisible soul-rending wind was constantly eroding the defensive barrier on Xiao Ting's body, like sharp knives, constantly attacking the defenses he had set up.

Cutting was carried out. The heart-wrenching sound kept ringing from Xiao Ting.

Fortunately, Xiao Ting's current cultivation level is extremely high, so the defense he has set up can still block the constant erosion of the soul-ripping wind.

Xiao Ting frowned and followed the vague voice in search of it.

As Xiao Ting got closer and closer to the location of the cry, the soul-rending wind around him became stronger and stronger, so much so that Xiao Ting had to increase his defense.

However, there is a little advantage here. Because of the existence of the soul-ripping wind, there is not a single remnant soul here. Thinking about it, even Xiao Ting needs to open a barrier here, and the soul energy force will constantly protect his soul from being harmed.

Invasion, not to mention those remnant souls whose strength is no higher than the King Realm. I am afraid that as soon as Fang enters here, he will be corroded into pieces by the soul-ripping wind.

Xiao Ting was getting closer and closer to the source of the crying, and he could already hear the woman's crying clearly.

"Uuuuuu, I died so miserably! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, is there anyone who can help me..."

Listening to this terrifying cry, goosebumps appeared on Xiao Ting's back, and Chu Yao, who was hiding in the Soul Locking Hall, was so frightened that she covered her ears, closed her eyes, and trembled uncontrollably.

However, Suosuo said calmly: "It seems that I have found the right place. This should be the place where the mountain ghost was dumped. And this woman who keeps crying every night should be the person you are looking for."

After hearing Suosuo's words, Xiao Ting cheered up and quickened his pace. After a moment, after turning a corner, Xiao Ting's pace suddenly stopped.

In front of me, I saw a small pool, with sparkling water reflecting the full moon in the sky.

At the edge of the pool, there was a graceful woman, who was kneeling and sitting on the edge of the pool, looking at her appearance in the pool, crying softly.

Her long hair was flying gently in the wind, and some of her hair had touched the water at the edge of the pool.

Because the woman lowered her head, Xiao Ting couldn't see her face clearly.

The woman just lowered her head, looking at her reflection in the water, crying softly.

"Uuuuuuuuuah, I'm so pitiful! Is there anyone who can make the decision for me? I'm going to die so miserably!"

Xiao Ting listened to the woman's cry at close range.

This sound echoed continuously in the small space under the mountain stream, making people's hair stand on end.

Xiao Ting bravely walked towards the woman.

One step, two steps, three steps.

As if she heard Xiao Ting's footsteps, the woman stopped crying and slowly raised her head.

Xiao Ting thought he would see another gloomy and terrifying face, but to his surprise, the woman's face was very delicate.

Her eyebrows are like a distant mountain indigo, her eyes are like autumn water with cut pupils, her small nose, and her small mouth with a little bit of red lips. These are combined together with her fair and delicate face, and the slight frown between her brows, making people unable to look at them.

I consciously feel sorry for her.

However, there was no sparkle in this woman's eyes, and there was still a vague look of death on her face.

The woman watched Xiao Ting slowly walk towards her, but still did not get up. Instead, she knelt and sat on the edge of the pool, her light green clothes fluttering in the wind.

The woman looked at Xiao Ting dreamingly, opened her small cherry mouth, frowned slightly, and had a tear in her eye.

"Good Samaritan, are you here to help me?"

Xiao Ting didn't know how to answer when he heard this, but in the end, he nodded bravely.

The woman had an awkward smile on her face, raised her body slightly, and said mechanically: "Then help me find where my heart was thrown."

As he spoke, the woman slowly lifted up her light green clothes with both hands. On her flat and smooth lower abdomen, there was a large, smooth hole on his left chest!

This hole penetrates the woman's left breast, and through this hole, the clothes on the woman's back can be seen.

Xiao Ting's head exploded instantly!

What is going on? In the middle of the night, a woman who has been dead for thousands of years actually asked him to find her lost heart?

Seeing the strange scene in front of him, Xiao Ting couldn't hold himself any longer and had the urge to turn around and run away.

The woman lowered her head mechanically, looked at the hole in her chest, and said mechanically: "My heart has been taken away, can you help me get it back? Can you?"

Can?

Can??

Can???

The woman repeated this sentence over and over again, her voice getting louder and louder. Xiao Ting's whole body was hairy and his face turned a little pale.

He put on an ugly smile and said after careful consideration: "I don't know where your heart is. I'm sorry, I may not be able to help you!"

Hearing this, the woman tilted her head and stared straight at Xiao Ting, making him feel terrified.

The woman said numbly: "Then, are you the same as them, you came to me to ask for Yao grass?"

When Xiao Ting heard this, his whole body was shocked.

This woman is indeed a mountain ghost! Otherwise, she would not have been able to tell Yaocao!

Just as Xiao Ting was about to speak, he suddenly realized that the look in the woman's eyes had changed and became extremely vicious.

She stared straight at Xiao Ting, the corners of her mouth formed an exaggerated arc, she stared at Xiao Ting, gritted her teeth and said: "You are just like them, they are all bad people, bad people~"

The woman suddenly screamed like a madman, and the invisible sound waves shook the entire pond and exploded.

When Xiao Ting was stunned, the woman stood up at some point and was in front of Xiao Ting in the blink of an eye. With a pretty face full of madness and anger, she faced Xiao Ting almost face to face.

Said: "You are just like them! You only covet my Yao grass! Go to hell!"

As she spoke, the woman roared, and jet-black nails several feet long grew out of nowhere on her hands.

The black light flashed on the nails, and he thrust hard into Xiao Ting's chest!
Chapter completed!