Legend of Ravaging Dynasties: [Chapter 4] Golden Soul Mist
[Rennes, the port city of West Aslan Empire]
Qi Ling stared at the gloomy row of snake-haired witch idols in the moonlight in front of him, "tsk tusk" in his mouth, and showed no signs of leaving. Yin Chen had to step forward and grab his collar. Drag him away from the idol. After struggling desperately, Qi Ling found that he could not get out, so he could only turn to a verbal attack, "Let me down! You carry me like this is like bullying a little hairy boy, I'm so shameless!" "I tell you, I I'm only 17 years old. I'll be taller. Don't just take me up and down because I am half a head younger than me!" "I'm telling you I...Bah, baah..."-of course, ending It was Qi Ling who was spitting out ice scum all the way, and was dragged out of the narrow tunnel all the way to a small but delicate inn.
Two white flags and two exquisitely carved copper lamps hang at the entrance of the post. From the opened door, you can see some people sitting inside, drinking tea and chatting.
Yin Chen loosened Qi Ling's collar and walked into the lobby of the post station.
"Didn't you say you want me to go to the [Soul Tomb], why are you coming to stay in the store now?" Qi Ling followed up and asked the silver dust who was asking if the store had a room.
"There is only one room left." The shopkeeper pointed to a bronze sign that was full of iron plates, and only one empty place was left.
"No! Two rooms!" Qi Ling looked at Yin Chen's upright and cold side like a snow mountain, and his face flushed. He squeaked and asked the store, "You must get two."
Silver Chen took the room bronze medal handed over by the store, and then turned around and went up the stairs. He didn't look back, and Qi Ling, who was behind him, said coldly: "Go upstairs. Otherwise, I will bring you up."
Qiling was crying, and trot all the way neatly to follow.
When he walked into the room, Qi Ling saw Silver Chen take off his robe and hung it on the support beside the bed. Then he took out two golden fruits from the clothes on his chest, small, looking Like golden cherries.
"What is this?" Qi Ling walked over and looked at the golden fruit in Yin Chen's hand.
"This is the fruit of a tree called'Sisya'.'Sisya' is the goddess of light in the legend of Yaslan. This fruit named after her is said to be the eyes of the goddess ."
"Wow...Is it possible that you can increase your spirit power by leaps and bounds when you eat it, and you can reach a realm as powerful as yours in an instant? When I was young, I heard stories and always had such magical fruits, or medicines!" Qi Ling's eyes gleamed, and his face was serious and serious, staring straight at the golden fruit in Yin Chen's hand, with the three words "Give it to me" on his face!
Yin Chen has a cold face, and pats Qi Ling with his backhand, "You have heard too many stories."
After that, he walked over, stretched out his hand to pinch Qi Ling’s chin, and drew his face closer to him, "Why are you closing your eyes? You are sick." Yin Chen rolled his eyes and looked at the front of his face with red ears tight. Qi Ling's heroic face with closed eyes sighed.
"Conditional reflex! Besides, I don't know what you want to do again!" Qi Ling opened his narrow eyes, his eyelashes flapped up and down excitedly, like two soft black feathers. Yin Chen looked at Qi Ling's face, which was only a few centimeters away from his nose, and was shocked, wondering how many girls would be fascinated by his handsome face when he grew up. Yin Chen's complexion eased, and he said to Qi Ling, "Keep your eyes open and don't move." After speaking, Yin Chen held a'Sisya' fruit and moved it over Qi Ling's eyes and pointed towards him. Several drops of golden juice were squeezed into his pupils.
A cold and comfortable feeling rushed into my eyes like spring water. Qi Ling rubbed his eyes, and when he opened it again, the silver dust in white clothes in front of him was enveloped in a layer of golden dust like mist.
"This...this is..." Qi Ling raised his hand and pointed at the slowly floating golden dust wrapped around Silver Chen's body.
"This is [Golden Soul Mist]," Silver Dust's face tightened, suddenly like an explosion, a wave of golden mist spread from his body, "It is the entity of our soul power."
Yin Chen raised his hand and pushed open the window, pointed to the outside, and said to Qi Ling: "Look out of the window."
Qi Ling rubbed his eyes and walked to the window to look outside. He opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe that this was the world he had been living in.
In the middle of the bustling city buildings, occasionally a thin golden mist wafts, like a transparent silk, winding over the city. Occasionally, a few people will see the [Golden Soul Mist] clearly spreading out on their bodies. In a white top palace in the center of the city, the concentration of [Golden Soul Mist] has increased significantly, like wet water vapor. Enveloping the entire huge palace.
The sea in the distance, with the rolling of the waves, will occasionally lift up this golden powdery mist from the bottom of the sea, and countless mists are floating around the earth.
Qing Lingmu turned his head back, Yin Chen sat down on the edge of the bed, raised the silver-white pupils, and said to Qi Ling: "Sit down, I'll tell you."
Qi Ling walked over obediently, and sat on the floor, with two long legs stretched out in front of him, he raised his head with a look of desire in his eyes. Every time, as long as he talked about things about the spiritual world, he was like a newborn baby, full of curiosity about everything.
"The [Golden Soul Fog] you see is actually our soul power. Soul power permeates every place in this world, and the difference lies in the concentration. When we use soul magic, what you see Those effects produced when flowing in our body. Because of the extremely high density and the energy generated when running in our body, they can be seen by the naked eye. Normally [Golden Soul Mist] is invisible, only use'Heath Only the pupils washed by the juice of the fruit can be seen."
"[Golden Soul Fog] Is it natural?" Qi Ling asked.
"No one knows the source of [Golden Soul Mist]. We can only know where the [Golden Soul Mist] is thicker and thicker, and where it is thinner. As for the true source of [Golden Soul Mist], there may only be [Silver] Priest] Know it. After all, this is related to the soul power of the entire continent. Without these [Golden Soul Fog], there would be no such thing as [Priest King], [Apostle], even [Soul Beast] and Soul Magic Teachers will not have these."
"By the way, Silver Dust, I haven't asked you yet, why are there such animals as [Soul Beast]? Are they produced in nature? Are such powerful soul powers innate?"
"This is what I just said. Without [Golden Soul Mist], there would be no [Soul Beast]. In fact, if any human or beast stays in a high concentration of [Golden Soul Mist] for a long time, then, An abnormal change will occur. This abnormal change will gradually occur as the [Golden Soul Mist] enters the human body through breathing, penetration, and skin adhesion. [Golden Soul Mist] continues to flow in the body and will slowly Form various soul power circuits, that is, the golden engravings on our bodies. The more complex and dense the circuits, the greater the soul power that can be mobilized, and the more ways to operate. In addition to this natural way, the soul There is another way to generate the power circuit, which is the [Giving Seal] of [Wang Jue] to [Apostle], which instantly makes the body of [Apostle] form the same type of soul power circuit as [Wang Jue]. "
"In the entire country, there is a place where countless high-level [soul beasts] gather, and that is [Abyss Corridor]. We all know that [Abyss Corridor] is on this land, a place of [Golden Soul Fog] The place with the highest concentration. But no one has ever reached the deepest part of the [Abyss Corridor]. According to legend, there is a golden lake composed entirely of [Golden Soul Mist], where countless surging spirit powers are gathered in a liquid form. . So, in the entire gloomy huge canyon, there are thousands of unimaginable various [soul beasts]. Another place with a high concentration of [golden soul fog] is where you are about to get the [horcrux] Where is the [Soul Tomb] on the bottom of the sea."
"Ah...It turns out that [Soul Beast] came this way." Qi Ling scratched his head and smiled. "It turns out [Cang Yue Fang] was a little lion that somehow fell into the golden pool and took a bath one day. When it climbed to the shore, it had already grown wings and couldn't pull it instantly! Silver dust, We will also find a bath like this in the [Golden Soul Fog] De Pond. When we get up, wow, we will definitely become [Once King] box [Once Apostle]. At that time, Dora Feng!" /
Silver dust looked at the excited Qi Ling in front of him, and decisively poured a bucket of cold water: "It's not that simple. The formation of the soul power circuit is a very complicated process, and the concentration of [soul mist] is comparable to that between people. The effect is also very subtle. If some animals with weak vitality cannot resist the high concentration of [Golden Soul Mist], let alone become a powerful [soul beast], they can't even keep their lives and die directly in the strong soul power; if the concentration is Too low and unable to form high-level [soul beasts], such as [Silver King]’s [soul beasts], are very special and have survived thousands of years of history. So, Don’t take a bath for now."
Qi Ling has a dumbfounded expression.
"However, when we are injured or consume too much soul power, being in a high-concentration [soul fog] environment will quickly restore our soul power, and even physical damage can be quickly cured , The regeneration and healing ability of musculoskeletal tissues will increase as the concentration of [Golden Soul Mist] increases. Therefore, ordinary spiritists have one or two such'Sia' fruits on their bodies, and they will quickly be injured. Find a nearby place where the concentration of [soul fog] is high."
Qi Ling played with the golden fruit that Silver Dust gave him just now, rubbed his eyes, and found that the [Golden Soul Mist] in front of him was no longer visible. "The juice effect of this fruit can only last for a while." Yin Chen said to him,
At this moment, there were cheers and singing voices outside the window, Qi Ling walked to the window and looked at it, then turned around and said to Yin Chen: "There are so many people outside the window! It seems that a celebration is going to be held. Right?"
"Today is the'Vietnam Festival' in the city of Rennes. It is a festival to worship Sainz, the king of the sea in the myth. Because Rennes is a port city, most people's lives are related to fishing, so, Sainz, who controls the ocean, is a very important **** in their minds."
"Really?! Can I go and have a look?" Qi Ling's eyes lit up, "I have never left the town of Fuze since I was a child. We will wear it in our town during the New Year. With my latest clothes, a few families sing together, but I have never seen a large-scale celebration with so many people!"
Looking at the teenager with jet black hair in front of him, his black pupils gleaming, Silver Chen smiled lightly, his snow-like face seemed to melt slightly in a warm wind," Go play. Tomorrow I will tell you the things to pay attention to after entering the [Soul Tomb]."
"Great!" Qi Ling leaped to the door, just walked two steps, stopped, turned around and squatted down in front of Yin Chen, looked up at Yin Chen, and said: "You are not with me Shall we go together? Will it be boring to stay here alone?"
"No. I've been used to it for so many years." Yin Chen smiled and stretched out a hand to touch the top of his thick hair.
"Hey, let's go!" Qi Ling stood up, grabbed Yin Chen's hand and pulled it outside.
"Hehe, I told you, I really won't go." Yin Chen smiled, his face looked like a brilliant peach blossom, but at the same time, a little scorpion was swishing all the way from his arm. He jumped quickly and vigorously, jumped onto the back of Qi Ling's hand holding Yin Chen, then raised his tail and slapped it quickly.
"Wow! Do you want to shamelessly release the soul beast to beat your own apostle!" Qi Ling retracted his hand, and stared at the Xue Thorn who was jumping on Silver Dust's shoulder at the moment, and Xue Thorn Without fear, he waved his little pliers, yelled "Squeak—", then shook the pliers arrogantly, and took a stride towards Qi Ling...
Qi Ling held his forehead and waved his hand helplessly, "Nothing..."
Qi Ling opened the door of the room. After going out, he turned around and said to the silver dust in the room: "If you have something to do, call me on the window. I hear very well and I will be back soon." /
"If there is anything I can't deal with, it won't be useless if you come back." Yin Chen took a small bite of apple shards to [Snow Thorn] and laughed at Qi Ling.
"That's not necessarily! I still have a lion in my body!" Qi Ling raised her eyebrows and glanced at Silver Chen disapprovingly, "Then I'll go now!"
Silver Chen nodded, "You have the same [Jue Yin] on you, so if something really happens, such as my life disappears, or I am too far away from you, your [Jue Yin] will have Inductive."
"That's great." Qi Ling smiled and closed the door.
The sound of Qi Ling's footsteps gradually disappeared after going down the stairs.
Yin Chen got up and closed the window, the voice of celebration outside became faint. Moonlight came in from the lattice of the window, casting a soft yellow light on his stern face.
How many years have you been used to such loneliness? I can't seem to remember anymore.
For these years, I have been trekking in the lush ancient forests, haunting the endless swamps, crossing the snowy fields, and crossing the desert. I was accustomed to being accompanied only by [Soul Beast], and had hardly spoken in these years.
The joy and hustle and bustle of the world are far away from oneself, there is no festival celebration, nor ordinary dust and smoke.
Yin Chen turned her head and saw her silver-white robe hanging on the bedside support. He remembered that Qi Ling looked at his clothes and said, "Your clothes are so beautiful. I haven't worn such beautiful clothes since I was little. They are so beautiful." He remembers Qi Ling's serious and envious expression at the time. , And those eyes covered with thick eyelashes, like two gems covered by soft black feathers. "Can I have such good-looking clothes in the future?" At the time, I looked at Qi Ling and said, "Of course I can. When passing through the town, there are places selling clothes for you. But if you still jump up and down like you do now, Climbing a tree and digging a hole, any good clothes on you are ruined." Qi Ling waved his hand: How could it be! I can't bear it! Such good clothes! "
Maybe before Qi Ling goes to [Soul Tomb] tomorrow, if there is time, he will buy him a decent spiritual robe. After all, he is the noble [Apostle] in this country. Maybe the boy didn't realize that his destiny had completely changed.
Yin Chen lay gently on the bed, smiling and closing his eyes.
He didn't even notice that he smiled more in these days than in the past few years. In my heart, he cared more and more about this white boy named Qi Ling. Maybe this is the bond between [Wang Jue] and [Apostle]. Emotions thicker than blood, flowing warmly in his chest.
Many familiar scenes in the sea float from the memories that I have deliberately closed, like the long rainy season shrouded in the soul, under the huge rain, there are minefields of memories that people dare not touch. .
A layer of transparent tears appeared in the eyes of Silver Dust.
"Then I..." Shenyin looked at You Ming, wondering what he planned. Since I can no longer advance toward [Abyss Corridor] with my own strength, then...
Nether raised her head and sat up straight. He looked at Shenyin, smiled evilly on his face, and then suddenly inserted his slender fingers into his throat, and blood dripped down his white and slender fingers, while he kept the evil spirit. And the handsome, weird smile, constantly searching for something in his throat with his fingers, the fingers gurgling with flesh and blood, which sounded indescribably weird.
"Take it." Nether digs a seashell-sized green gem from his throat, throws it on Shenyin's hand, then squints his eyes, and a few strands of golden soul power gather along the circuit of his body At the open throat wound, the opened tendons and skin healed together like shrinking petals.
"Your...[horcrux]?" Shenyin said with a trembling voice holding the dim green jewel in his hand.
"Yes, huh," he leaned against the rock wall behind him like a ghost, "This is the [Necromantic Mirror] that can still rank high even in all the Horcruxes that have appeared, you go to it Try to inject soul power inside."
Shen Yin suppressed the excitement in her heart, the golden lines loomed in her gauze, beeping a few times, after a few strands of golden soul power were injected into the dark green gem, it followed a huge and sharp With a sound like a bird singing, a huge transparent green shield suddenly suspended in the air in front of Shenyin. The shield seems to be cast from a complete green transparent gem. Inside the gem, there are countless intricate and exquisite white carvings.
"[Necromancer Mirror] belongs to the category of armor in [Horror], but it is different from other armors with super high defense such as [Shield of God of War] and [Shield of Dragon Abyss]. In fact, it is an offensive weapon. It can project a replica exactly like the enemy according to the user's spirit power, no matter if the opponent is a spiritist, [soul beast], or even [king]. If the opponent’s spirit power is below you, you can project the exact same [Necromancer] to fight instead of you, and the most powerful part of [Necromancer Mirror] is that, theoretically speaking, as long as your soul power is not If interrupted, then the projections it can create are infinite, that is, after a [dead] is killed by the opponent, it can also project the next [dead], so the opponent is equivalent to fighting countless selves until they The last [dead] will die together."
Shen Yin looked at the ghost in front of him, as if looking at a ghost.
This is the first time I know his [horcrux] is so powerful after becoming his [Apostle]. Worthy of being a killer second only to [Once King]. At this moment, Nether lying in a pool of dirty blood still seemed to be shrouded in the inaccessible powerful aura that seemed to originate from hell, yet sharp and sharp.
"Take the [Death Mirror] to open the way, see the gods and kill the gods, see the ghosts and kill the ghosts." Nether struggled to stand up, and pieces of flesh and blood continued to fall on his swaying half of his body, "However. If. It’s not that my physical condition is so bad that it’s not enough to control [Twilight of the Gods], how could I need you [Apostle] to save me."
Netherworld walked over slowly, his handsome and evil face approached Shen Yin, and he used his remaining hand to pinch Shen Yin’s chin and put Shen Yin’s delicate face full of fear at the moment. Pulling towards him, his smiling eyes are like two faint green lakes. With his thin lips like a blade, he bit the lips of Shenyin and rubs gently, as if kissing the delicate petals. The hoarse and low voice murmured softly: "Even if you need to use the dark state, you must protect me from walking to the Golden Lake smoothly. You know, you can't do without me..."
[Rennes, the port city of West Aslan Empire]
The streets of the whole city are crowded with people.
It seems that all the residents have come out of their homes to participate in this celebration of worshipping Sainz, the **** of the sea. No matter adults and children wear exquisite costumes, various shops and restaurants on the street are open all night to welcome guests. Is it the loud celebration movement reverberating over the entire city, or the bright copper lamps and silver candles hanging everywhere, of course, the celebration stage built up and the bard playing the piccolo in the church square, and the thunder is everywhere. Grace the richness of this harbor city.
Qi Ling is dizzy with the crowded flow of people.
The fireworks exploding in the sky from time to time are reflected on the calm turquoise sea, and it looks like a shining galaxy pouring from the sky into the mirror-like ocean. There are countless huge cargo ships moored in the harbor, and The huge flags fluttering in the wind, these are scenes that Qi Ling has never seen in Fuze Town. He looked at the many nobles in the noble costumes around him. Many people looked like spiritual masters at first, and many even unscrupulously took their own. The Soul Beast] was released and followed them. [Silver Cheetah] and [Snow Wolf] were walking on the street. Even some strange-looking birds flew in the sky from time to time. The residents of Rennes may I have long been accustomed to the noble souls of the city, so their eyes are full of admiration and admiration, instead of the fear of the residents of Fuze Town when they see the [soul beast].
Qing Ling's eyes were also envious, but what he admired was the upright and exquisite spiritism robes or silver battle armors on the young boys, and he looked like the coarse cloth clothes worn by people from small cities. I sighed, but I was refreshed in an instant, I thought, it's okay, I am the [Apostle] of Silver Chen, these people are not as good as I am, Yin Chen said, after returning to the Imperial Capital, I am ten times more handsome than now!
Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of the [Cang Yue Fang] in his body, so he suddenly became excited, so he silently operated his spirit power, and then there was a loud noise, and everyone around was shocked. Now, the dust and smoke are flying around, and there are several cracks in the ground of the street. When the dust is dispersed in the sea breeze, everyone looks at the huge silver lion with white wings on the shoulders and rides high. The handsome young man on the lion's back, the lion's thunderous roar accompanied by the rolling sea breeze, blowing Qi Ling's thick black hair, the hair band hunting in the wind, the whole figure is shrouded in silver-white light Of young gods.
Silver Chen, who closed his eyes on the bed in the distance, gently slanted his mouth and smiled: "This little boy, can't help showing off."
People around him kept exclaiming. Several children clapped and applauded Qi Ling who was riding on the tall lion. Qi Ling was so happy, and the triumphant expression on his face seemed to glow.
He rode the [Cang Yue Fang], who was just as dazzling as him, slowly walking along the street. The people around him passing by were full of praise for this brilliant [Soul Beast]. And at this time, Qi Ling saw a man in front of him wearing silver armor and a swordsman approaching him. This man was about 30 or 40 years old, with a circle of cyan scum on his chin, looking very determined.
"Little brother. You have a great [soul beast], you are from the imperial capital, right?" He walked towards Qi Ling.
However, as soon as he took a few steps, he suddenly sensed the flow of spirit power on the ground.One inch before his toes, a sharp, sharp ice suddenly erupted from the hard rocky ground. He was so scared that he took a step back quickly, and then, There were several loud noises in succession, and another five or six huge ice ridges, one person high, pierced out of the ground. They forced him back a dozen steps, and waited until he stood still far away from Qiling. Stop.
The man smiled awkwardly, looking at [Cang Yue Fang] cold and sharp eyes ahead, Qi Ling embarrassedly patted the lion’s furry ears, then arched his hands and made an "sorry" gesture to the man .
"I have no ill intentions. I am the guard leader of the first family of Rennes [Tianshu] family. I am looking for a marriage partner for our young lady and the small princess of the current imperial capital [Tianshu Youhua]. , So we invite you to the mansion, we must treat it as a guest."
"Huh? Talking about marriage? No way, no way...I'm just 17 years old!" Qi Ling's face flushed slightly, and he waved his hand quickly.
"Hehe, our little princess is 16 years old this year, and he is a good match for you. And it's not necessarily you. Many young and promising nobles come to propose marriage, this little brother, just take it as a guest."
"That's not okay, I have to..." Qi Ling stopped here, thinking that it would definitely not be able to say that he would go to [Soul Tomb], so he would announce his [Apostle] identity, so he went on to say "I have to take my mother to the doctor tomorrow, I have to go first." Qi Ling leaned over and touched [Cangxue Zhifang]'s furry neck, preparing to leave.
At this moment, Qi Ling suddenly stiffened his entire back, and a burst of soul power swept towards him, [Cangxue Zhifang] flapped his wings and rose into the sky, and the huge air current hit the surroundings. Flying sand and rocks. [Cangxue Fang] After flying into the sky, Qi Ling quickly turned around. Just as Qi Ling focused his attention, he saw dozens of bright lights and shadows crashing towards him. Qi Ling closed his eyes in fright. At this time, [Cangxue Fang] suddenly roared like a thunderous roar, the volley expanded three times, the huge body was like a legendary beast, and in the spirit power of this stormy sea, those moving objects with bright light, one after another It was shocked and flew away, hitting the outer walls of buildings on both sides of the street, and after falling to the ground, it was found that it was a huge eagle with countless white feathers. And Qi Ling hadn't recovered, a figure that was as fluid as a white cloud struck from a distance like lightning, and countless sharp ice blades shot at him like meteors. Qi Ling subconsciously shook his body, the Jue Yin on the tail vertebra suddenly became hot, his pupils tightened, and those oncoming objects were shattered into powder by the spirit power surging from his body, the cloud-like mass With a burst of pleasant clanking sounds, the figure suddenly forced in front of him. [Cangxue Fang] Lifting the huge claws, the sharp nails seem to suddenly grow sharply, and drew towards the shadow, and the white shadow quickly volleyed backwards, drawing a huge white arc in the sky After the line, it crashed onto the street.
Qi Ling was already stunned. He quickly patted [Cangxue Zhifang] on the head, turned and flew towards the back of the nearby building. If Silver Chen knew that he had caused such a disaster, he would definitely be **** for three days and not allowed to eat. [Cangxue Fang]'s figure disappeared in a flash in the black sky, everyone was frightened by this speed.
The middle-aged man just rushed forward, and the white shadow that fell back to the ground was standing on the street with a cold face. She waved her hand, and the dozen giant snow eagles that had just been shaken by Qi Ling flew back to her side and stopped behind her.
The middle-aged man bent over and bowed, and said respectfully: "Welcome Princess Youhua."
Tian Shu Youhua looked at the direction where Qi Ling disappeared, her eyes were like a three-foot-frozen lake, and her crisp voice said coldly: "Who is the one who just ran away? Going through the city of Rennes, also He found it out for me. Dare to block my way, don’t you want to die!"
Qi Ling was already stunned. He quickly patted [Cangxue Zhifang] on the head, turned and flew towards the back of the nearby building. If Silver Chen knew that he had caused such a disaster, he would definitely be **** for three days and not allowed to eat. [Cangxue Fang]'s figure disappeared in a flash in the black sky, everyone was frightened by this speed.
The middle-aged man just rushed forward, and the white shadow that fell back to the ground was standing on the street with a cold face. She waved her hand, and the dozen giant snow eagles that had just been shaken by Qi Ling flew back to her side and stopped behind her.
The middle-aged man bent over and bowed, and said respectfully: "Welcome Princess Youhua."
Tian Shu Youhua looked at the direction where Qi Ling disappeared, her eyes were like a three-foot-frozen lake, and her crisp voice said coldly: "Who is the one who just ran away? Going through the city of Rennes, also He found it out for me. Dare to block my way, don’t you want to die!"
[Abyss Corridor of the West Aslan Empire]
Heaven and earth are like silence after chaos ceases. The entire huge gorge was filled with lingering blood. The blood plasma splashed around, showering the surrounding trees, thorns, and rocks into a terrifying red.
The heads of countless beheaded monsters fell into the valley like one huge meteorite after another.
Shenyin fell weakly into the remains of a corpse, her chest undulating violently, and after the fierce battle, only the tired and fragile remained. Beside her, the huge [Dream Weaver] as big as a small hill has crashed down. She turned around, climbed a few steps, and then touched one of the five remaining legs of [Dream Weaver]. She just pierced her hand with hairy, she didn't feel any pain at all, she stroked it rock The generally rough and hard shell is as gentle and distressed as touching the tender skin of a baby. She raised her head and looked at [Dream Weaver]'s trembling green pupils and its open **** mouthparts, tears streaming down. She mobilized the last remaining soul power, atomized [Dream Weaver], and took it back into her body.
Although as long as [Soul Beast] is not dead, it can regenerate and recover in [Jue Yin], but for at least one month, [Dream Weaver] can no longer fight. Shenyin looked at the terrifying wilderness of wolf-like corpses around, as if the tragic fight in the past, like a sharp nightmare, if it weren’t for the [Necromantic Mirror] in my hand, those [souls] that seemed to come from **** just now Beast] Either one is enough to kill yourself instantly. Fortunately, Nether is constantly transmitting his soul power to his body, so he can project the same powerful [dead spirits] to fight against these [soul beasts].
Looking at the **** battle between the ghost-like [soul beasts] and their own shadow [dead], she continued to project, and even had to mobilize [Dream Weavers] to protect the lake while rebirth The ghost that outputs soul power.
It feels like walking around the border of **** and coming back.
Shen Yin fell to the ground, turned his head, and looked at the golden lake at the end of his sight. After a while, her ears against the ground felt a roar from the depths of the earth, a wave of vibration from weak to strong. The golden lake suddenly cut through the tranquility, a few ripples flashed and disappeared on the smooth, mirror-like water surface, and then in the next moment, the lake suddenly rose high, a huge spray exploded, and the sky was full of golden rain. In the yellow raindrops, is the ghost reborn from the bottom of the lake.
He walked over from the lake naked, covered in golden light, his smooth muscles glowed like gilded, slender body, broad shoulders and chest, strong muscles of his legs and arms The rolling force, the previous dying damage seemed to have disappeared, his handsome and evil face was a light but slightly ridiculous smile, and his two sides flew diagonally under the thick eyebrows of the temples, and they were green pupils shrouded in narrow shadows. , He was enveloped in irresistible power, which was a symbol of life, evil, and killing.
He slowly walked towards Shenyin, a silky mist gradually lingered on his body, and then slowly changed into his eternal black shirt, and his whole body was once again wrapped in hell-like darkness and scrolling. In the cloak. He walked in front of Shenyin, squatted down, and gently took off his hood. The outline of his facial features looked like a perfect **** in the golden mist. He stretched out his hand and said to Shenyin: "Now, give it back to me, my [Necromantic Mirror]."
Shenyin squeezed the green gem in her hand, did not speak, nor handed it to Netherworld, no one knew what she was thinking.
In the next moment, she suddenly saw Nether’s pupils suddenly shrink into a line, and then a sharp chord in the air stung her eardrums, and then she saw that in her sight, it seemed that time and space became slow, countless blood drops slowly Flying up in the air like a mirror, and flying up at the same time, there is also that green gem and his right hand.
Shenyin lowered his head and saw that the neat circular wound where his wrist was broken was continuously spraying blood out, and his hand had just been instantly cut off by the invisible spirit power of the Nether.
Netherworld lightly took the gem in the air, then used his slender fingers to open his throat and put the gem into his flesh and blood, as if he was wearing a collar flower. Afterwards, Shenyin's hair was grabbed by Nether, held it in his hand, and threw it into the golden lake.
As the lake filled his throat, the endless soul power swept into Shenyin's body as if a vast ocean. She closed her eyes, she shed tears, gritted her teeth and began to regenerate her palms.
Cracking, squeaking the five-finger white bones re-pierced from the broken wrist, gurgling blood vessels and tendons, and bursts of sharp and huge pain pierced my mind. Then, Shenyin seemed to be expressionless without feeling the pain, and the tears in her eyes were mixed in the golden lake, giving rise to transparent ripples.
She climbed up from the lake to the shore, raised her head, and saw the nether standing in front of her, wrapped in a black misty robe. She looked at her hands on the ground, the right hand that was just regenerated, smooth and white, without any blemishes.
A ghostly voice came over the head, hoarse and moving: "You should know that you want revenge, it is far from the time."
Shen Yin lowered his head and said nothing.
Netherworld turned and left, his figure gradually disappearing into the thick fog around him.
"Hurry up and keep up, otherwise, when the other monsters come, you can only die here." Shenyin stood up, wiped off the water droplets from the lake or tears on his face, and followed.
"Moreover, we still have important things to do. The person who crushed one of my arms, I am going to let him except one arm, other parts of his body are crushed to ashes."
[Rennes, the port city of West Aslan Empire]
Qi Ling made many bends along the narrow gaps between the buildings, and he was relieved to make sure that no one had caught up. [Cangxue Fang] has just been put away, otherwise, with such a swaggering snow-white lion, it would be impossible to hide from the east. Qi Ling made many more turns in the street before he gradually felt relieved.
The crowds around are still enjoying the festival.
Unconsciously, Qi Ling walked to the statue of the Seventeen Gods who had been here during the day.
Qi Ling walked over curiously and stayed under the [chess piece] idol leading to the [soul mound]. Staring at the stone statue of the witch with no pupils in front of her, she looked and looked again.
I was looking attentively, countless noisy noises came from the entrance of the corridor, and a large number of residents rushed in happily, hearing them intermittently, as if the sacrificial ceremony on the central square was about to officially begin.
So most people chose the shortcut of crossing this corridor, trying to reach the central square quickly.
Qi Ling pulled aside to let people pass, the crowd danced and sang loud movements. Qi Ling couldn't help but gradually became happy, and looked behind his head the thrilling just now. And when he was about to go to the central square with people, suddenly the crowd did not know who pushed it, and he leaned back towards the back. The moment his hand just touched the [chess] idol, suddenly There was a violent distortion in the air, his vision disappeared, and the whole figure seemed to be thrown into a bottomless abyss, and his eyes were black.
Silver dust lying on the bed suddenly felt a sharp pain in Jue Yin's tail vertebrae, and then instantly disappeared.
His heart sank in vain, "Did he enter [Soul Tomb] by himself?"
He stood up and got up, and in a flash, his slender body broke through the window and jumped high into the dark night.
－－－You must get the [Resurrection Chain] to enter [Soul Tomb]. This is the fate of Qi Ling.
－－－After entering [Soul Tomb], there are two chess pieces at the exit, only one of them can come out from the inside and lead to the [Abyss Corridor], while the other chess piece leads directly to death.
－－－At the bottom of [Soul Tomb], the most evil [soul beast] in Yaslan area is imprisoned. You can't approach it, otherwise it will only die. These are things that have not had time to tell Qi Zero. There was a sharp pain in Silver Dust's heart~IndoMTL.com~ The familiar sense of fear once again filled Silver Dust's chest.
"I don't want to be... lost once..."
Suddenly, loud buzzing sounds pierced eardrums over the entire Rennes.
A burst of string sounds as strong as a burst.
All the people covered their ears in pain. They looked up to the sky and saw the silver dust flying high above the sky like a meteor like a figure flying towards the Seventeen Gods. The white silver robe dazzled the distant night sky. Of light.
And in the loud noise like an alarm, Tianshu Youhua suddenly rose from the Tianshu family palace and rushed towards the place of the seventeen gods.
So the residents of Rennes all showed horrified expressions as if they saw a natural disaster. They were covering their ears, suffering the pain caused by the huge spirit power. The huge air current and the roaring crackling sound resembled a huge wave falling from the sky, rolling over the entire Rennes.
In addition to the silver dust and the sky beams and flowers, in the distance, on the black night sky on the distant horizon, there is a silver-white figure rushing towards the seventeen gods like a meteor, like a meteorite falling to the sky. , Landing towards Rennes.