Chapter 293: Setting foot in a mysterious place

Style: Fantasy Author: Lonely and desertedWords: 2073Update Time: 24/01/12 19:19:17
Suddenly, the space above Yanliang's head fluctuated, and the Soul Sky Tower appeared silently, casting a dark gray beam of light that merged the eight threads together and became thinner and thinner as it rotated.

The power of the divine soul in his body was instantly integrated into it, causing the fluctuations in the soul power to become stronger and stronger. In the blink of an eye, it reached the peak of level six and was about to enter level seven.

Then with a thought, the Soul Sky Tower turned "tickly", and a strong power of the soul surged out, causing the dark gray silk thread condensed outside its body to reach the early stage of the seventh level in an instant, and appeared light black.

"This is not enough. Only if the soul power level is absolutely stronger than her previous life, can it be possible to avoid being discovered by them."

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He secretly thought in his heart that he had already estimated Yue'er's previous life's cultivation. In that year, Tian Chengzhi was at the peak of the Spiritual Emperor. With the Nine Thunder Technique, he could He and the world-protecting formation defended the human race for a long time, but in the end they were defeated by the siege of hundreds of races.

The strength of the strongest foreigners should be about the same as that of senior Tian Chengzhi. If they are too weak, they will not have the ability to bully our human race, but if they are stronger, they will have a combat power that exceeds the Spirit Emperor realm.

Above the Spirit King Realm is the Spirit Master Realm, which is called the semi-immortal realm. If they really had such a powerful person, the human race might have been unable to resist it.

It can be inferred from this that the strongest people from all races at that time should also have the cultivation level at the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm. It is just that some combat power will be stronger and some will be weaker, but the difference will not be too big, otherwise there will be no difference. Qualify to become a member of the alliance.

After the great war that year, except for the Nether Clan, all the strongest members of the other clans had fallen, but no one family was the only one in the Netherworld. I think the successor must have had the fighting power of the Ling Queen, and Yue'er's previous life must have been similar. Not much.

The soul of a soul cultivator is far superior to that of a spiritual cultivator. It stands to reason that as long as one can have the power of a mid-seventh level soul, it will be enough to rival the peak Spirit Emperor, who has the strongest soul among spiritual cultivators.

Even if there are such powerful spiritual cultivators as divine souls in the underworld, they can't do anything about the power of the divine souls, because they are not soul cultivators at all and cannot use these methods of soul cultivation.

To put it ten thousand steps back, even if they have soul cultivation, it is impossible for them to have mid-seventh level soul masters, because once they reach that level, they will not stop looking at this world. Even if the entire underworld is his world, it is just a drop in the ocean. The outside world is always attractive, and the strong will naturally have the determination to pursue a stronger path.

As these words rang in his heart, a ray of pure soul power surged out from the Yanliang Soul Palace and merged into the soul power threads outside the body. In the blink of an eye, it reached the mid-seventh level, and the color became a little darker.

He breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly made a seal with his hands, pulled it and circled it between his fingers. As it circled, the thin line became thinner and thinner, and finally turned into a strand of soul thread that was thinner than a hair.

At this point, he showed a trace of satisfaction on his face. He came to Yue'er and pointed at her head, guiding the soul thread into her soul, quietly hiding deep in the depths, guarding her soul.

?????????????????? Then she performed a complicated spell again, and a wisp of soul thread remaining between her fingers touched her abdomen, faintly attached to the mass of energy. , and he relaxed after that.

He reached out and touched her sleeping face, smiled slightly, with a sweetness in his smile, and said, "I will do my best to keep you safe, no matter what the cost."

After saying that, he began to meditate, filtered all the information in his mind, and said secretly: "If the Hades retreated back then to save their lives, then in the following thousand years, other races have not stopped oppressing our human race, but the Underworld has I haven’t been involved.”

"The Nether Tribe must have accumulated a lot of strength over such a long time, so don't they want to do something with such strength? What were they doing during the time when the masters of other races disappeared? The answer behind this should be all Related to the disappearance of her previous life.”

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A sudden heavy fog enveloped the entire wild forest. Yan Liang stood above the sect and looked at the layers of white gauze outside the barrier, slowly floating in the mountains and forests, full of mystery and hazy. The beauty.

Suddenly, something moved in his heart, and he took a step forward, leaving the sect's territory silently, disappearing into the thick fog, and did not return quietly until half an hour later.

In the early morning, the heavy fog not only did not dissipate, but was getting thicker.

Suddenly, a loud and soft chirping sounded, and a golden figure flew out of the Sanhuang Sect. Its speed could be described as flashing by, and it disappeared in the thick fog in the blink of an eye.

On the back of the golden boy, Yan Liang looked forward quietly, and Yan Shao stood side by side with him. His eyes were full of worry and reluctance. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at him and patted his shoulder lightly.

Although neither father nor son spoke, there was only a concerned look and a habitual movement between each other. There was no need to say anything at all, everything was left unsaid.

Aunt Xi hugged Yue'er, caressing her hair, and patted her back from time to time, as if she was a child again, quietly feeling each other's breathing.

Life or death was uncertain, and it might be the last time they would get together, so the atmosphere was inevitably a little heavy. Fortunately, the golden boy was very fast, and he had reached the far west in a moment.

??????????????? Yan Liang released his mental power and carefully swept forward. He soon saw the mysterious area where he had lost his way a few miles away. The fog was thicker over there. , there is a faint mist hovering deeper.

He touched the golden boy's head and said, "Golden boy, just send me here. From now on, you can stay by Aunt Xi's side. I can leave her safety to you."

Luo Wuchen is in charge of the headquarters, and few outsiders enter, so it is of little use to her father. Aunt Xi still has to go to Shangtian City. The journey is long, and her own strength is much weaker. If she encounters something in the future, In danger, Golden Boy's speed may be her only hope to escape.

The golden boy let out a sad cry, shook his head, gently rubbed the master's palm, and his eyes became moist, "Master, the golden boy will work hard to practice and wait for your return."

"Well, don't worry, I will definitely come back!"

After Yanliang finished speaking, he turned around, took a deep look at his father, then came to Yue'er's side, took her little hand, leaned her into his arms, then looked at Aunt Xi and said, "Aunt Xi, We’re leaving, please take care of yourself!”

After saying that, he picked up Yue'er, turned around, stepped out and disappeared into the thick fog. The reason why he left so decisively was because he didn't want to see the scene of life and death.

As soon as he entered that mysterious area, he felt a slight chill, and the spiritual energy began to rage. Small cracks appeared in the air not far away, and there was a faint sound of wind whistling.