No one knows the reason. These wandering souls were derived from the accidental death of some creatures while traveling through space. They were extremely difficult to deal with, but they chased the gap that Guan Heng used Zhu Xie to break into the spiritual world last time. There was plenty of spiritual breath here, and they flocked to it, relying on Zhu Xie's sharp blade and refused to leave.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!" At this moment, the wandering monsters rushed around and repeatedly hit anything in front of them. They didn't like to be trapped in the spiritual realm without any spiritual energy, so they seemed a little irritable, but the dark curtain of the spiritual realm kept shaking and even showed signs of weakness.

"Can you say that the Wanderer's hand is the key to my escape?" Thinking of this, Guan Heng stared at Zhu Xie in his hand and murmured to himself: "If you think so, would you give me some reaction?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the giant blade in his palm suddenly began to buzz. It seemed that the divine weapon had a spirit and made a correct response.

"Okay, Zhu Xie, let's create miracles again this time!" Guan Heng finished speaking, suddenly ignited his magic weapon, and then shouted: "The wandering souls, come here for me-"

The call continued to echo around, and the wandering monster hands, who were originally a little panicked and nervous, were immediately shocked. They were originally rushing out of the sharp blade. At this time, they heard Guan Heng's voice sound, subconsciously gathered and returned, and all crawled into Zhuxie.

"Although Wanderer likes spiritual energy, its aura is completely different from that of the other party, so they cannot absorb spiritual energy, but they can weaken the violent momentum of this spiritual realm..."

Guan Heng whispered: "Youhun, if you can understand my words, lend me and Zhuxie, let's destroy the dark side and fight out. In this way, you can continue to stay in an environment with abundant spiritual energy!"

As soon as he said this, the wandering souls hidden in the giant blade seemed to understand it, making a "buzzing" sound. Then, Zhu Xie's surface trembled, and a strange light that was not blue or white quickly appeared, and then continued to spread.

At this moment, the originally shaking spiritual realm was stagnant. When Guan Heng saw the opportunity, he immediately shouted: "Break!!"

"Huh Huh Huh--" The wind suddenly started, and the strange light of the blade instantly turned into two huge giant hands, swept forward, and only the "swish" sound sounded, and the big hand actually pulled open the space in front of him, cracking a gap.

"Swoosh swish swish swish-" It was said in a flash, and the wind surging in the gap was surging, producing a strong suction force. In the blink of an eye, it would start to pull the dark curtains around the spiritual realm. Guan Heng was secretly happy in his heart and exclaimed in his mouth: "Success?!"

But this dark curtain was huge and it was not something that could disappear immediately. He realized that the gap was a little small and immediately shouted: "Cracking a little more!"

After hearing his voice, the strange hand continued to force it to expand the gap in the space. This time the dark curtain could not hold on.

In a blink of an eye, the wind surging around him, and Guan Heng finally saw some light above his head. He took a deep breath and shouted suddenly: "Seven Ghosts, come in here--"

"Aowuwu!"

Hearing the master's words, the roars of ghosts outside, and they drilled into the darkness of the spiritual realm one after another. Although the use of spiritual energy here is prohibited, the Wanderer's Hand has greatly reduced this effect just now. Guan Heng shouted: "Use the Ghost King Bead to create wind pressure to dispel these dark auras for me."

The Seven Ghosts have followed him for a long time, so they naturally knew what their master's purpose was. They immediately spewed out their respective beads, "Swish swish swish swish-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh--" In the blink of an eye, the power of the Ghost King's Wind Circle has expanded rapidly. The dark curtains have weakened due to the pressure from the wandering soul. Now they are gathered together by the wind circle, and immediately turned into a rapid flow and rushed towards the gap torn open by the strange light. After counting breaths, they all disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Guan Heng breathed a sigh of relief. Qing Huang rushed over in two steps at this moment, hugged him and asked, "Aheng, is it okay?"

"You can't die if you're dead, but you have to suppress me..." Guan Heng said, and suddenly popped her cheek. Qing Huang wanted to clench his fists and hit him, but when he thought of the extreme danger just now, he whispered: "Forget it, let's do it this time."

Immediately afterwards, she asked hurriedly: "What was going on just now?"

Guan Heng was holding a giant blade in one hand and holding her to the nearby big rock with the other hand, and sat down. He said everything he had just said. Qing Huang was frightened and then whispered: "If there was no help from Zhu Xie and Wanderer this time, I'm afraid we will all encounter danger. It would be a blessing."

"Yeah." Guan Heng also said: "This encounter shows that the ancient spirit tribe is not easy to deal with, especially this kind of 'spiritual realm' that can prohibit the enemy and us from using spiritual attacks, which is extremely threatening to us."

"Guan Heng said it well." Liexi also spoke, "Whether we beast souls or ghosts are all gathering bodies of spiritual energy. If we are trapped by the spiritual realm, we will be in great trouble."

Guan Hengdao: "Yes, before heading to the ancient spiritual world, we must find a way to solve this danger, otherwise even if we are stronger than the other party, we will encounter unexpected crises."

"I wonder if my adoptive father can come up with an idea, let's go back and tell him immediately." After hearing Qing Huang's words, everyone nodded: "That's right, the matter here has been investigated almost..."

But before they could finish their words, the ancient spirit Balong suddenly shouted: "Wait, why does the ground nearby seem to keep shaking?"

After hearing this, Guan Heng and Qing Huang also felt the same way.

"Boom--" A loud noise broke out in the flash, and several wide cracks appeared on the ground around the ruins, and bursts of black smoke emerged from the gap.

The ancient spirit Balong seemed to be familiar with this scene and suddenly shouted: "Oh no, is it the day when 'it' appears?" Hearing this, Guan Heng asked: "Who are you talking about?"

"There is a mud pool dozens of miles north of Tunan Mountain. There is a 'conic armored black turtle' that has lived for thousands of years. That guy is a bad temper and doesn't get along well with anyone. He also likes to devour the alien insects in Tunan Mountain's belly. So when I was still guarding this mountain, I came here every few days."

Gu Ling Balong muttered: "I fought with Xuanbi back then, and this guy was extremely difficult to deal with, so when it came here, it turned a blind eye to it. Look, the black smoke coming out of the crack in the ground is its breathing and the turbid air in the holes at the edge of the carapace."

"So it's a malicious guy." Guan Heng clenched his fist and said casually: "I'll kill it."

"Crazy--" As soon as he finished speaking, the gap in the ground several feet ahead was suddenly supported, and a huge head came out, and a fat beetle was still in his mouth. In the blink of an eye, it swallowed it.
Chapter completed!