Chapter 355: Scared

Yellow Spring Road.

A huge river several thousand meters wide spans across, dividing the entire Yellow Spring Road in half.

The river is pitch black and dead silent, without even the sound of flowing water. A dull and oppressive breath comes from it, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.

It is rumored that all the souls in the entire soul realm will turn into dead air and be absorbed by the Styx, and every drop of Styx water is composed of this dead air.

It is precisely because the Styx water has endless soul dead air that a large number of soul-breaking grass and soul-burning incense are bred on both sides.

Unlike the dead silence and dullness of the Styx, the banks where the soul-breaking grass and soul-burning incense grow are lush and green, with bright and colorful flowers blooming in full bloom, looking like a sea of ​​blood at a glance.

At this moment, a large number of soul repairers with huge shackles piercing their chests and illusory figures are busy harvesting soul-breaking grass and soul-burning incense.

Rows of soul repair soldiers wearing special armor and holding shining weapons are supervising closely.

From time to time, a soul cultivator with a huge shackle would fall to the ground due to exhaustion. At this time, a soul cultivator soldier would step forward and pierce the soul cultivator's head with a weapon in his hand. The latter would immediately die, and the illusory figure would dissipate, turning into a mass of death energy that would flow into the Styx nearby.

Seeing their companions being killed, these soul cultivators suddenly became extremely panicked, and hurriedly lowered their heads to work harder. Some weak soul cultivators even tried hard not to faint.

Soon, one piece after another of soul-breaking grass and soul-burning incense were harvested and put into rows of wooden boxes that had been prepared on the side.

In a two-story attic not far from the river, the superior view just took in everything along the entire river. Two powerful soul cultivators were drinking together, and their eyes would occasionally glance at the Styx while chatting and laughing.

"Brother Mo, this year's harvest of Soul-breaking Grass and Soul-burning Incense is great, and you have made an indelible contribution. I think you can be promoted to become a road master in a few years and dominate trillions of soul cultivators!"

A thin middle-aged man said to a fat middle-aged man with a greasy face opposite him.

The fat middle-aged man was Mo Tianming, a powerful martial king of the first level who was in charge of the work of the Styx.

"Hahaha, Brother Xu, you are too kind! In fact, compared to promotion, I prefer to stay here. The work is easy and there is a lot of money. This position is several times better than some road masters in remote areas!"

Mo Tianming raised his glass and drank it all, shaking his head and said proudly.

"Haha, that's right. There are heavy guards here. Unless you don't want to die, who dares to come to the Styx to make trouble!"

Brother Xu Wenhui laughed.

"If anyone dares to make trouble here, I, Mo Tianming, will throw him into the Styx, let his soul fly away, and completely disappear from this world!"

Mo Tianming said with great passion under the influence of wine.

"Bang!"

As soon as Mo Tianming finished speaking, a loud noise was heard, and a figure fell from the sky and landed directly next to rows of wooden boxes filled with soul-breaking grass and soul-burning incense. With a wave of his arm, the rows of wooden boxes disappeared and were stored in the storage ring on his finger.

"Someone stole the soul-breaking grass and soul-burning incense!"

"Catch the robber!"

Continuous shouts were heard, and nearly a hundred soul-cultivating soldiers rushed towards the figure with shining weapons in their hands.

With a wave of his palm, balls of fire suddenly spread out from the figure as the center, instantly sweeping nearly a hundred soul-cultivating soldiers, turning into balls of fire, screaming, and in a moment nearly a hundred soul-cultivating soldiers turned into pieces of ashes, their souls flying away!

"Earth Fire!"

The soul-cultivating soldiers who were about to pounce on him in the distance stopped their steps abruptly, their eyes suddenly widened, and they looked at the handsome boy who suddenly appeared with shock on their faces.

This young man was too powerful, and he also possessed the Earth Fire. He killed nearly a hundred soul cultivators in the blink of an eye. They rushed forward and died in vain!

These soul cultivators would not rush forward foolishly.

"Damn, there are really people who don't care about their lives. They dare to come here to steal things. They are really tired of living!"

Mo Tianming's face sank, and he directly smashed the wine glass in his hand, stepped into the air and rushed towards the young man, and then punched him violently!

"Get out!"

Qin Guan shouted loudly, without dodging, and also punched out!

"Bang!"

A loud noise came out, and Qin Guan stood still. Mo Tianming suddenly felt endless pressure rushing along his arm. His whole body flew backwards involuntarily and fell heavily to the ground. His figure became a little fainter.

"Human martial king!"

Mo Tianming sobered up half of the wine in an instant, and finally saw clearly that Qin Guan was not a soul cultivator, but a martial artist with a physical body!

It turned out to be such a young martial king!

And the opponent's strength is much stronger than his!

"Boy, you, a warrior, dare to come to the Soul Realm to act wildly, you are simply not knowing whether to live or die!"

Slapping the table fiercely, Xu Wenhui rushed towards Qin Guan, his eyes full of excitement!

Just now, Qin Guan and Mo Tianming exchanged punches and he had seen that Qin Guan's strength was only the first level of the Martial King!

His strength reached the third level of the Martial King, far from being comparable to Mo Tianming's fat-headed and big-eared idiot!

Therefore, Xu Wenhui has absolute confidence in killing Qin Guan and taking his body!

"Tsk tsk, if I can get such a strong human Martial King body, then I can leave the Soul Realm, this dark and dark ghost place, and return to the Lingwu Continent to live happily!"

Xu Wenhui was quite excited. This kind of good thing that fell from the sky can also be his turn?

"Die!"

The two fists turned into powerful fist shadows all over the sky, one after another, sweeping towards Qin Guan!

Xu Wenhui did not hold back at all and directly used the strongest attack!

He had already made up his mind to kill Qin Guan quickly, and then immediately fled with Qin Guan's body, waiting for an opportunity to leave the soul realm!

"Eye of Death!"

Qin Guan shouted, and two black rays shot out, directly passing through Xu Wenhui's head, leaving two dark holes.

The overwhelming fist shadows stopped abruptly and disappeared in an instant. Xu Wenhui's eyes showed an extremely horrified look, and his figure gradually became illusory, and then turned into a huge diamond-shaped soul crystal, which was absorbed by Qin Guan.

Until his death, Xu Wenhui couldn't believe that he, a powerful warrior of the third level of Wu Wang, was killed in one move by a mere young man of the first level of Wu Wang on the opposite side!

"Wuhun... Wuhun magical power!"

Mo Tianming swallowed hard, and the whole person was stunned!

Xu Wenhui's strength of the third level of Wu Wang was killed in one move by the young man in front of him!

At this moment, Mo Tianming actually felt a little lucky. Fortunately, the young man did not use his martial soul magic on him, otherwise he would have died!

"The fat man stays here, and the rest of you get out!"

Qin Guan suddenly shouted, sacrificing several red flames and killing dozens of soul soldiers in an instant.

"Run!"

The soul soldiers were frightened and fled in all directions like a hornet's nest.

The enslaved soul cultivators fled in the chaos without taking off the shackles on their bodies.

In an instant, the entire bank of the Styx was in chaos because of the appearance of Qin Guan alone. The flames burned fiercely, and the soul-breaking grass and soul-burning incense that had not been harvested in time fell into the sea of ​​fire, reflecting the entire Styx red.

"Who said I told you to get out?"

Mo Tianming, who was about to escape in the chaos, suddenly felt his neck burning, and a red flame palm knife was directly across his neck. If he moved forward a little bit, his neck would be cut off by the flame palm knife!

"Young...young hero, if you...if you need anything, just ask. As long as...as long as I, Mo Tianming, can do it, I will definitely do my best to satisfy you!"

Looking at the flaming palm knife so close, Mo Tianming was sweating profusely and said in fear.