Chapter 104

On the wide and smooth official road, a carriage was speeding, and the rising and falling horse hooves and rolling wheels raised a piece of dust.

This is a carriage leading to Wuhun city.

The interior of the carriage is very wide and the decoration is very luxurious. Because the chassis of the carriage is equipped with a simple shock absorption device, it doesn't feel much bumpy when driving fast.

There were only a few people in such a big carriage, and Wang Jian was one of them.

After the promotion, Wang Jian originally planned to go back to college like this, but then he thought that he was going to hunt for the soul ring. As a result, he went back so soon. I'm afraid it doesn't make sense.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Wang Jian decided to go out for a few days. It happened that he could learn more about the world.

And the soul City, which was very close to Blackstone City, naturally became his first choice.

There are few civilians going in and out of Wuhun City, most of them are soul masters and nobles, so the carriages going to and from Wuhun hall are usually very luxurious.

In addition to Wang Jian, there were three people in the carriage, including an old man, a priest dressed in the martial spirit hall, and a middle-aged man.

There was no one talking in the carriage. The old man was dozing. The priest kept his eyes closed. The middle-aged man was looking at the scenery outside the window all the time.

Wang Jian felt a little bored, but he was not the kind of person who would take the initiative to talk, so he simply closed his eyes, opened the five times acceleration bag and began to practice.

"Well?"

Just at the moment when Wang Jian closed his eyes to practice, the priest of martial spirit hall suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Wang Jian. His eyes were full of surprise.

How fast the young man can absorb energy!

Because of the martial spirit, his perception ability is quite sharp, so at the moment when Wang Jian began to practice, he noticed the change of surrounding energy.

The priest's expression in the hall of martial spirit was a little suspicious, and the middle-aged man who noticed his change of expression also looked at Wang Jian. After a few eyes, he was sure that he couldn't see anything unusual. His eyes became a little strange when he looked at the priest in the hall of martial spirit.

He wondered in his heart. He could not understand what the priest of the martial spirit hall was surprised at.

The carriage started from Blackstone, and the border cities were generally scattered on the long border, and the distance between each city was not close.

So Wang Jian didn't go all the way to other cities, and there was only one official road through Blackstone City, which was through the edge of the star forest.

Outside the carriage, the trees are heavily shadowed, and the towering trees go up into the sky. Although they are not as tall as the towering ancient trees inside the big star forest, they are also tall and leafy.

All of a sudden, Wang Jian suddenly opened his eyes, and his brows coagulated.

The priest of wuhundian thought that his eyes had caused Wang Jian's worry. He was about to apologize, but he found that Wang Jian's eyes were not on him at all. Instead, he lowered his head slightly, as if thinking about something.

"Why so many life waves..."

There is a light curtain in front of Wang Jian, which only he can see. The content is the map and life fluctuation around him.

At the moment, at the edge of the map, a group of red dots suddenly appear and rush towards the periphery of the forest. It seems that their goal is not the carriage, but the carriage is on their way.

At this time, the priest's face changed abruptly. He suddenly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, there was a blur of luster in his eyes, and there were fluctuations of soul power and four rings of yellow, yellow, purple and purple on his body.

Wang Jian, who is aware of the fluctuation of his soul power, looks up at the priest of the martial soul hall. He instantly notices the light in his eyes, and his heart suddenly freezes.

This is the soul of the body!

On the bus, the dozing old man also opened his eyes and looked warily at the priest of wuhundian.

Seeing that he didn't look like a villain, the old man was relieved, but still asked in a bad tone, "well, what are you doing?"

The unexplained explosion of soul power fluctuation, do you want to scare me to death?

The priest of wuhundian turned a deaf ear, but his face suddenly turned pale. At the same time, he stood up and said to the outside of the car: "stop!"

"Woo!"

The coachman outside the carriage stopped the carriage in an instant, and the carriage stopped after a violent shaking.

The standing priest of wuhundian was unstable and almost fell down. The middle-aged man was quick eyed and quickly got up to help him.

When the curtain was lifted, the driver asked carefully, "what can I do for the guest?"

A look of fear rose on the priest's face and said quickly, "turn around, turn around quickly!"

The old man looked at the priest of the martial spirit hall in disbelief. What kind of madness is this?

But soon, as if he had realized something, his face suddenly changed.

Not surprisingly, the next sentence of the priest of the martial spirit hall should prove his conjecture.

"It's the Horcrux! The spirit beast riot

"Hiss!"

The coachman took a breath of cold air and turned the car around quickly without any hesitation.

But now it's estimated that it's a little late, and all the people in the car have heard the sound of the action of the spirit beast in front of them.

"No way! Everybody, fight together

Hearing this sound, the old man's face flashed a touch of determination, and then quickly got up and walked out of the car.

In the soul beast forest, the speed of the carriage can't catch up with the speed of the soul beast. It's better to fight to the death than to wait to be caught up.

Wang Jian also got up with several people and went out of the car. Soon they saw the movement in the woods not far away. Some ghosts and beasts came running towards them from the trees and the ground. They obviously smelled their breath.

The old man frowned and asked, "how many ghosts can you feel?"

The priest of Wu Hun Temple naturally knew that the old man was asking him. He answered anxiously, "there are many, no less than 300, and there are many thousand year old spirit beasts!"

"There's some trouble. I didn't expect this kind of thing would happen to me!"

The old man sighed and felt a little depressed.

Although there are almost every year such things as ghost animal riots, the probability of meeting them is not big.

"Former... Elder, are we going to be ok?"

The middle-aged man was obviously scared and his voice trembled. He looked at the old man prayingly, expecting to hear a good news from him.

But the next second, his heart was dead.

"Nothing? How could it be all right to meet a ghost riot? "

The old man sneered, and then quickly said, "if we can't carry it later, we'll have our own destiny."

The old man's words are not difficult to understand. Generally speaking, if you can't fight later, don't blame him for running for his life alone.

As for why the old man doesn't run now, it's natural that he lacks some bait to attract the ghosts. If he runs first, it's estimated that the ghosts will catch him first.

"Here it is

Suddenly, the old man burst out to drink.

"Gibbon, possessed!"