It seemed that Ye Yuan had no intention of destroying his consciousness. The roots and vines that were huddled together in the soul-sucking wood relaxed a little, and kept dancing in front of Ye Yuan to show goodwill to Ye Yuan.

This soul-inspiring wood is extremely hard and has a strong yin and cold air. Ordinary magic weapons will not have any obvious effect on this soul-inspiring wood. If it is a magic weapon, it does not even have the qualification to leave a mark on the soul-inspiring wood. Its biggest weakness is that the consciousness hidden deep in the wood body is extremely weak. When encountering a master like Ye Yuan who directly ignores his powerful body, it is equivalent to a waste.

Holding a piece of soul-induced energy wood in my hand, although the yin and cold energy is still very heavy, it loses its bearing and the wood is no longer so hard. Even the yin and cold energy and hardness in this piece of soul-induced energy wood were pulled away by this soul-induced energy wood before it fell, and it was a slap.

Ye Yuan did not mean to make things difficult for the soul-sucking wood. He flipped his hand and took out a finger knife and gently peeled it on the soul-sucking wood. After a while, the piece of soul-sucking wood that was thick in the adult thigh was cut by Ye Yuan, leaving only a little bit of wood heart part that was thick in the center of the small arm. The finger knife slashed continuously for several times, cutting the remaining wood heart into three pieces.

Suddenly, he slapped his chest and felt a sharp pain in his heart. A mouthful of blood was sprayed out of his mouth. The blood was sprayed out as if it was attracted by an invisible force. All the drops fell onto the three pieces of wood chips in Ye Yuan's hand. His right hand bounced five fingers in succession, and a trace of soul power appeared on the wooden chips made by the soul-stimulating wood Muxin as he outlined his fingertips. Those blood independently built a series of strange blood-colored patterns on the wood chips.

After a while, after all the patterns were constructed, the gray-white wood chips had turned into strange blood-red, with hundreds of patterns densely outlined on them. Ye Yuan's face was a little pale, and the true energy of life flowed slightly. After three strands were consumed, all the injuries were recovered. His lips moved slightly, and the desolate and ancient spell was recited from Ye Yuan's mouth.

Ye Yuan also took out the blood-colored seal condensed from the sacrifice text in his hand. As the spell was recited, two complicated witch texts gradually appeared at the bottom of the seal: marks.

If it weren't for this blood seal summoned from the void that could reduce the requirements for casting spells, Ye Yuan would not have completed such witchcraft.

After a moment, Ye Yuan's soul power had been consumed for 30%, his eyes became dimmed, and the spell was barely completed.

The moment he finished, Ye Yuan held the blood mark in his hand, and banged for three consecutive times, covering the three blood-colored wood chips. He put away the blood marks. Ye Yuan sat on the ground to regulate his breathing. Looking at the three wood chips in his hand, there were two marks on the two wood chips. The blood-colored lines kept flowing like they had come alive, but the last one had no marks.

Ye Yuan sighed inwardly: "What a pity. With the help of blood seals, only two marks have been made, but his strength is still too low."

Ancient soul witchcraft, mark.

The mark marked by the Great Soul Witch can clearly sense the direction and distance of the mark no matter where it is, just like a coordinate, which will make the Great Soul Witch never get lost.

Put away the marks made from the two soul-inducing wood pieces, pick up one of the made marks, Ye Yuan walked to the largest soul-inducing wood, and said, "Keep this mark in good condition. Next time I appear, I will take action to double your consciousness."

As soon as Ye Yuan said this, the soul-sucking wood, which was three feet tall, trembled violently. For the soul-sucking wood, the most difficult thing to cultivate is not the original body, but the consciousness. The height of three feet tall means that this soul-sucking wood has survived for at least three thousand years, but the consciousness is pitifully unable to withstand Ye Yuan's soul witchcraft, which will dissipate, allowing his consciousness to double, thus saving the soul-sucking wood from at least thousands of years of cultivation. This temptation is great.

Ye Yuan stretched out his hand and a tree vine rolled over, rolling the mark into the body of the Soul-Inducing Wood. At this moment, at least Ye Yuan could guarantee that his mark was absolutely safe here. No one in the monks under the Dao Base Realm could break through the main body of the Soul-Inducing Wood.

After resting for a while, Ye Yuan flipped his hands and took out a set of black robe and put it on his body. The aura around him changed drastically, and a cold and strange aura lingered around Ye Yuan's body, and all the breath of life was converged.

Safety is the most important thing. As long as your life is there, everything else is possible. Ye Yuan pays great attention to his own safety, so when he comes in and sees this soul-stimulating wood, he immediately gives himself a life-saving trump card.

Walking in the sparse woods, wherever they pass, all the soul-guiding wood will automatically retract their tentacles, for fear of provoking Ye Yuan. Ye Yuan shouted to death the consciousness of a soul-guiding wood. In an instant, all the soul-guiding woods had already recognized Ye Yuan, and Ye Yuan was still a person who could give them benefits. Although these guys were not very intelligent, they also knew how to seek good fortune and avoid disasters, and even flattered them.

After a while, he walked out of this sparse soul-attracting wood forest. The endless forest ahead was full of some yin woods without any intelligence. The silence in the forest made people feel cold all over the body. There was no insects and birds singing, and there was no sound of wind blowing. It was as quiet as a giant beast opening its mouth waiting for the creatures to enter it on their own initiative.

Ye Yuan was fearless and wore a black robe and rushed into the forest directly.

For other people entering the entry point, not everyone has a Soul-Inspiring Wood wherever they come in. The space here is extremely unstable and the location where it appears is also uncertain.

The Seven-Miscellaneous Four Swords that came into Qijue Mountain were in trouble at this moment. The entrance they entered was a cave. I don’t know how many people had died in this cave over the years, but after entering the entrance point, they encountered the most soul-inducing wood.

The Four Swords were now a formation in the siege of the city. The four people kept wandering and slowly advancing forward. The dense vines and roots around them continued to attack like countless whips.

Four people and four swords cooperated with each other. After a moment, seeing more and more vines and roots coming around, even indestructible, they could not kill them. The leader Juekong shouted coldly: "Four Sword Formation, break through!"

With a call, the four people shouted loudly at the same time. The sharp sword in their hands was thrown out and they continued to shoot it in conjunction with the hand techniques. The four long swords suddenly burst out hundreds of tiny sword energy. The four long swords drove the sword energy into a storm, protecting the four people in the center. The sword energy storm swept over, and when they fought with the vines, it made a jingle of gold and iron, leaving a shallow or deep wound on the vines. Occasionally, a vine could be cut off, but it was useless. At most, the vine was blocked outside.

On the other side, where Yugong Qinyin appeared, the Soul-Spiritting Wood was missing. As soon as it appeared, it was attacked by several vines. Yugong Qinyin twisted her waist and flashed across the vines. She looked at the sparse Soul-Spiritting Wood. She pulled the wrap on her back, put her right leg on her left leg, bent her left leg slightly, and sat in the air, but there was a five-foot-long Qixuan Qin on her legs. The soft and glutinous sound rang out: "Three songs of the Jade Girl, the Song of Softness."

The soft and soft voice sounded with a soft and weak singing voice, and the air seemed to melt. The surrounding soul-sucking wood suddenly seemed to be drunk, and the vines also fell softly. The consciousness of the soul-sucking wood could not resist the three thousand round finger softness. Soon, the surrounding soul-sucking wood was indulged in it and couldn't extricate itself.

At this point, Yugong Qinyin put away her magic weapon, the first-grade spiritual weapon, Qixuan Qin, and walked towards the depths with a small step.

In addition to the Xuanyin Earth Vein, more and more forces have emerged, and new entry points have been discovered, and more and more people have begun to enter it.

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