Simply put, the soul body is actually the last gift left by the dead to this world.

There are very few people who can reach the realm of gathering spirits in their lifetime, so the soul body itself is the object of people's pursuit, not to mention the essence of the soul body.

The reason why there are such a large number of soul essences here is naturally directly related to this ancient battlefield.

And there is such a face in the soul essence in front of me, which makes me feel very uncomfortable when I see it.

"We'd better put this soul essence back? I think something seems to be wrong with this thing..."

One person said.

Others nodded in agreement. Although martial arts is important, life is equally important!

Who dares to meditate and absorb this thing when you hold it in your hand? What if a face grows on your body after it is absorbed?

The man holding the soul body carefully placed the soul body essence on the yellow sand, respectfully, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times at the soul body essence.

"If you offend me, please forgive me. I am very compassionate, and I will bless you with Guanyin Bodhisattva..."

The man kept muttering this sentence.

"When did you start to believe in Buddhism?"

Someone asked.

The man glared: "Don't interrupt, bury this thing quickly."

The others nodded, threw the shovel aside, and digged up the yellow sand with their hands.

Only by using hands can they show their respect for the late man.

Several people kept digging the yellow sand with their hands, trying to bury the essence of the soul body a little deeper.

"I said why are you grabbing my hand? You are sick!"

A man suddenly jumped up and pointed at the person beside him and said.

"Fuck, I thought you were grabbing my hand! Your grandmother's evil man complained first, right? Yang San'er?"

"Hey, I messed with you? Why did you call me Nickname?!"

The two big men were about to slap their noses and stare at them. The others shook their heads helplessly and continued to bury the essence of the soul body in front of them.

"How come I always feel..."

The man who was burying muttered, and before he could finish his words, these people heard a sound of bone twisting in the hall not far away.

Caracala...

The sound gradually became like thunder. They squinted their eyes and observed carefully and found a group of people who escaped from the hall in a very embarrassing manner, howling something while escaping.

"What's going on?"

"Who knows? Everything can happen in the secret realm. Before, there was a secret realm in the Fairy Empire. Four or five hundred people entered, and in the end only three people came out of it alive, and one of them went crazy."

The people who escaped from the hall seemed to be crazy and seemed to be stimulated. The people in the distance couldn't help but feel a little funny when they saw this scene, but the subsequent scene made them unable to laugh.

They saw countless hands made of stones wrapped around and stretched out from the hall, and densely packed with hemp ropes like arms, towards the several people who were running for their lives.

A scream of fear came from their throats, extremely harsh. The "tex rope" composed of countless arms moved rapidly in the air, and almost instantly, he pulled all the people who had just escaped back!

"Guru."

One of them swallowed and looked at someone else: "Why do I feel like I'm a little cold?"

"So too, what was that just now?"

"No, don't know."
Chapter completed!