Just as I thought about this, suddenly the ruins under my feet shaking and making a loud noise, as if something was about to emerge from below.

Qing Yan suddenly felt alert and jumped up immediately, but at the moment she jumped up, countless beast souls roared out from the cracks of the rocks under her feet, as if they were suddenly rising tides, all of them rushed towards him.

Qingyan's fan came to his hand again, his wrist turned and several strong winds flew out.

Ordinary wind is an invisible thing, but the wind blowing out of Qingyan seems to be a ribbon, binding the beast souls one by one, compressing them into entities, and then breaking them in one fell swoop.

This is not difficult for Qingyan and Jinshu Demon Lord.

The difficulty is that there are too many beast souls... I have been killed for a long time, and half of them are still there.

But at this time, Qingyan and Jinshu Demon Lord were already feeling tired.

Qingyan said to the Jinshu Demon Lord: "This is not a solution..."

The Demon King of Jinshu gritted his teeth and slapped a physical beast soul into pieces with one palm: "What's wrong? It's just this little bit of mess, it's not easy to deal with them."

Qing Yan rolled his eyes: "It's easy to clean up one, but it's difficult to clean up one thousand ten thousand."

"I can clean up ten thousand." The Jinshu Demon Lord was already sweating on his head, but he still held on.

Qing Yan sighed and could only go up and help.

Fortunately, the two of them had high magic power, strong willpower, and huge group of beast souls as big as tides were destroyed one by one by one.

After packing up the last one, Jinshu Demon Lord sat on a stone tired, panting, and wiping a handful of sweat on his face: "Look, I'll say it, okay, it's totally okay."

Qingyan was not much better than the Jinshu Demon Lord, but he did not sit down, but walked slowly around.

His intuition has always been particularly accurate, and he always feels that it is not over yet and there is still something to do.

After a while, a slightly panicked voice suddenly sounded behind him: "What's going on? My mana...my mana seems to be out of control."

Qingyan suddenly got on the tiles, and saw the Jinshu Demon Lord sitting on the stone with a little pale complexion, looking at his hands in disbelief.

Qingyan immediately looked around. He narrowed his eyes and saw that wisps of smoke were slowly floating on the barren grass around him. The smoke was very light, very light. If he had not observed it carefully, he would not have noticed it at all.

Qing Yan knew that all the living objects here were dead, and the surrounding ground had almost been covered with a layer of rotten entities, covering the ground like a carpet.

The hot rotten bacteria, coupled with the person in the dark, didn't know what method to use, made them mix together, forming some kind of poisonous smoke that could restrain them.

Under normal circumstances, he and the Jinshu Demon Lord would not have been hit, but after spending so much physical and mana, their bodies were in a state of fatigue for a quarter. In this case, they took advantage of the situation.

At this moment, Qingyan seemed to understand everything immediately.

Perhaps the purpose of those people was originally him.

The so-called beast soul riot is just a cover, just a cover that attracts him.

What they want to do is still to come...

Qingyan's body shook twice, and he felt his vision gradually blurring...
Chapter completed!