Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 1682: Soul

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"Ah-bitch! bitch!"

The roar of rage filled the entire dark sanctuary.

The Dark Sanctuary fell into a turmoil.

At this moment, the surrounding air seemed to be condensed by the air of Xuan Yin.

In the air, the air currents dyed with the air of Xuanyin continue to linger and spread around.

Ye Qingluo's breathing gradually became a bit harder.

The Dark Lord is angry.

I was completely angry.

Ye Qingluo slowed her breathing, slowly narrowing her eyes, staring at the air current that oozes the air of profound yin around her.

On the contrary, she showed a smile of "it really is."

The more angry the Dark Lord, the more furious.

It also means that her move to break through the ten thousand years of thin frost is a huge blow to the Lord of Darkness.

Ye Qingluo's eyes fell on Wannian Haoshuang's cracks full of fine cracks.

She took a step forward.

It's another soul lamp, thrown out of her hand.

Just toss lightly.

That palm-sized soul fell into the center of the thin frost.

A "click" sounded.

The Wannian Frost suddenly shattered.

The deep pit that occupies two-thirds of the dark sanctuary is completely presented in front of Ye Qingluo.

That... is a pool of blood.

A pool of blood exuding a strong smell of blood.

What's more frightening is...

There are corpses immersed in the huge pool of blood.

A layer of transparent bubbles the size of a fist floats above each corpse's head.

The moment when Wannian's thin frost cracked.

The transparent bubbles immediately broke away from the heads of the corpses, and swarmed out.

One by one transparent bubbles, in a moment, enveloped the entire roof of the dark sanctuary.

Layer on top of each other.

There are densely packed pieces, and I feel frustrated at the first glance.

Let’s say nothing, there are tens of thousands of transparent bubbles.

And at the same time that the air bubble leaves the corpse.

The corpses in the blood pool suddenly turned into a pool of blood.

In a moment, the corpses piled up in the blood pool have disappeared.

The blood in the blood pool obviously spread upward a little.

In this scene, the night is clear, and there is a feeling of scalp numbness.

She raised her head and looked at the layers of dense transparent bubbles floating on the eaves, full of doubts.

"That is the soul of these profound practitioners."

The old man Cang said in time to help Ye Qingluo's confusion.

The soul?

Those transparent bubbles are souls?

"These souls should be the sacrifices that the dark forces are preparing to give the King of Darkness as food."

"Use dark spells to extract their souls from the young girls, and then use thousands of years of thin frost to seal their bodies and souls in a pool of blood."

"You smashed Wannian Haoshuang with a soul lamp, and the souls of these profound practitioners escaped."

Ye Qingluo listened, the coldness in his eyes became more and more awe-inspiring.

The dark forces are really cruel.

Unexpectedly, such a method was used to store sacrifices for the Lord of Darkness.

It's so cruel!

These souls...

All are the sacrifices of the Dark Lord, the source of food.

It's no wonder that when she ruined Wannian Haoshuang, the Dark Lord's emotions were so violent.

Heh...

She is going to destroy the hope of the Lord of Darkness awakening.

To destroy the hope of the Lord of Darkness to unlock the seal.

She wants to completely let the Lord of Darkness fall into the seal!

Ye Qing's eyes dazzled, and her figure flickered.

People have stood at the door of the Dark Sanctuary Palace.

She recalled just now, how Pharaoh Crane opened the palace gate.

"Stop! You stop this king!"

Along with the hysteria of the Dark Lord, in the huge palace, the air of mysterious yin swept the surrounding air more and more coldly.

Even the twisted corpse on the ground flew out with the strong wind.