Not far away, several monks in the elixir formation stage also landed.

Lin Mo glanced at a few people lightly, but his face did not change at all.

Monks in the outer hall are not allowed to be killed at will.

Moreover, these were just ordinary monks in the alchemy stage, so naturally there was nothing worth risking for Lin Mo.

Lin Mo patted the crying soul's head, and his figure swayed, turning into a blue shadow and rushing into the ghost mist.

The gray-white ghost mist seemed to be alive, and Lin Mo entered it.

It stung loudly, started to boil, and rolled towards Lin Mo.

If you are an ordinary mortal.

Facing these gray-white mist, just touch the body.

It will be sucked dry by the ghost mist and become a pile of withered bones.

The soul becomes part of this ghostly mist.

Of course, these ghost mist are only effective for mortals.

"Crash!"

Lin Mo waved one hand, and wisps of biting frost instantly condensed in front of him.

An ice armor was attached to Lin Mo's body.

As soon as the ghost mist got closer, it condensed into ice crystals and sprinkled down.

There was no way he could pose any threat to Lin Mo.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Several pitch-black ghosts turned into phantoms and attacked Lin Mo the moment they saw him.

His eyes were red with blood, as if he had seen extremely delicious food.

Before Lin Mo made a move, the crying soul beside him was already shaking his nose.

A powerful adsorption force surged.

He completely ingested those ghosts into his nose.

"It's just some ghosts with strength in the foundation building stage!"

Lin Mo looked calm and continued walking forward.

The ground was bumpy, wet, and very damp.

It took enough time to walk for a cup of tea.

Along the way, I encountered countless ghosts, but their strength was only in the foundation-building stage, and they all entered the mouth of the Soul Crying Beast without any resistance.

At this moment, the ghost mist in front of him also changed from gray-white to light black.

There are already scattered bones and skeletons on the ground, wearing magic weapons and clothes.

Beside him were several fragments of the magic weapon. The texture was crystal clear, but there was no luster on them.

It is obviously a bit of waste and has no value at all.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

A strange and shrill whimper sounded.

The sound seemed to be penetrating, causing the surrounding black fog to tremble.

"The haunting sound!"

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, patted the crying soul beside him, and said with a smile: "There's a big dinner!"

This is the innate spell of high-level demons and ghosts. It can reverse the blood flow of enemies whose cultivation level is lower than one's own, making it difficult for them to move.

It's an evil spell.

The strength of this ghost king should be comparable to that of a peak pill-forming monk.

For Lin Mo, it's not a big problem.

In the ghostly mist in the distance, thick black fog was billowing, and a group of green shadows was rushing toward Lin Mo.

The ghost shadow was covered in mist, and a green bead the size of a thumb was released to release the dark mysterious cold energy.

Behind him are two humanoid ghosts covered with green fur, each holding a short white bone fork several feet long in both hands. In other places, they are just like ordinary green-haired zombies.

The strength of these two ghosts is not weak either.

Reached the middle stage of elixir formation.

If an ordinary monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul encountered these ghosts, he would have to use some means.

It's a pity that these ghosts were unlucky and met Lin Mo.

"Crack!"

I saw a flash of green light on Lin Mo's body, and then a green arc of electricity emerged, spitting out from Lin Mo's mouth in an instant.

Yimu Divine Thunder turned into a green arc of electricity, like a dragon.

It hit the pitch-black ghost shadow hard.

"Ahhhh!"

The divine thunder was so powerful that it was shattered into pieces in an instant.

Turned into pieces of rich ghost fragments.

A green ghost bead clattered to the ground.

"call out!"

Seeing this scene in front of him, the Soul Crying Beast's nose trembled slightly, and a soul-sucking divine light instantly emerged from the Soul Crying Nose.

In an instant, he swallowed the jet-black ghost into his mouth.

The soul-crying beast kept chewing, with a trace of joy flashing in its eyes.

It's obvious that the taste of this ghost is very good.

Seeing the ghost king's tragic death, the two green yaksha ghosts behind him looked crazy and rushed toward Lin Mo.

"Crack!"

With a slight wave of his right hand, another ray of green Yimu divine lightning struck the two Yaksha ghosts.

The raging Yimu Divine Thunder was beyond the ability of these two little Yasha ghosts to resist.

It split directly into two balls of green powder.

Scattered all over the floor.

"Huh?"

Lin Mo looked at the green ghost beads falling on the ground and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

Being able to survive the Otomu Divine Thunder is obviously not an ordinary treasure.

This green ghost bead was originally a protective magic weapon of a fallen monk, but it was only a low-level magic weapon.

But after being accidentally picked up by this demon ghost, after hundreds of years of cultivation by the mysterious ghost energy.

It did give birth to some spirituality.

"It's a pretty good treasure!"

Lin Mo smiled slightly, and vaguely, Lin Mo could still feel strange fluctuations coming from within.

Divine consciousness poured into it.

You can feel that there is a jet black tiger demon weapon spirit inside, looming on it.

"Weapon spirit" means that every magic weapon has a chance to seal the soul essence of monsters and ghosts into the magic weapon since it is refined.

Thus, when fighting against the enemy, these spirits and the magic weapon can be driven into one body, which can greatly increase the power of the magic weapon and transform it into the appearance of the weapon spirit in life, and possess the supernatural powers in life.

It can be said to be a shortcut to quickly increase the power of magic weapons.

But for some reason, no matter whether the magic weapon seal is successful or not, the weapon spirit can only be sealed once from the time it is refined to its final destruction.

If it fails, there will never be another chance to possess a weapon spirit.

As for the weapon spirit, Lin Mo also has an excellent choice.

Silver Moon.

It is the spirit that Lin Mo chose for his Yin-Yang Liangyi bottle.

Only she is worthy of her own weapon spirit.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo smiled slightly, looked at the black mist in the distance, and slowly walked towards the depths.

I don't know if it's because of the ghost king.
To be continued...