"ah!"
The roar of the soul-stirring Lord, like thousands of sharp blades and silver needles, exploded in Nie Tian's sea of consciousness.
Nie Tian's main soul had a stern look on his face, "You deserve it!"
The shattered Nether Soul Pearl, and the clear space, burst out with a strange light of green light.
"Soul winch!"
Nie Tian drank lightly and saw a huge millstone that resembled a millstone crushing all living beings in the world. He visualized it with his soul and gathered it into shape.
As soon as the simple and heavy millstone was formed, the soul inscriptions from Nie Tianzhu's soul flew into it.
The millstone turns slowly.
"Chichi!"
Originating from the Wraith Pearl, pieces of clear space were like broken pieces of porcelain, which were absorbed by the millstone and ground into powder as the millstone rotated.
Broken light is the broken soul thread, which contains the soul thoughts of the soul-catching master.
The screams of the Soul Captor Master became more and more harsh.
"Qin Yao!"
He had no time to pay attention to Nie Tian. He just looked at the three dazzling broken star marks hanging high.
Three Broken Star Marks suddenly flew out, forming a river of star light composed of ancient human talismans.
In the river of light, the stars are shining brightly.
Three rivers of light shot toward the split soul manifested by the Soul-Captivating Lord in Nie Tian's sea of consciousness.
"Wow!"
Surprisingly, the sound of rushing water was heard from the Styx that had previously surrounded the Soul Bead and was condensed by the Master of Soul Absorbers.
But the Styx River suddenly disappeared.
The Wraith Pearl and the Styx River no longer exist.
Only this split soul of the Soul-Capturing Lord still stayed in Nie Tian's sea of consciousness, but when it was penetrated by the starry river of light, there were many mysterious ancient talismans, shining brightly, destroying the soul of the Soul-Capturing Lord. .
The soul-taking master let out a cry of pain that became more and more shrill.
At the same time, Nie Tian was astonished to sense that the soul power flowing from his main soul and sub-soul was rapidly and violently injected into this world.
Return to his soul consciousness sea!
Moreover, the soul power that poured in this time was also mixed with many powers that did not belong to him.
Those powers should have been condensed by the Soul-Capturing Lord, hidden in the Wraith Clan, hidden in the Styx River.
The soul of the Master Soul Captor gradually becomes transparent, giving people an extremely illusory feeling like a reflection in water.
"Chichi!"
The many soul lines and soul inscriptions that constituted the soul of the soul-stirring master were swallowed up by the starlight and merged into the starlight river.
Suddenly, the soul of the Soul Captor Master completely disappeared.
The three shining rivers of star light returned to those three strange and incomparable broken star marks.
Nie Tiancai was about to speak when three Broken Star Marks flew away from his sea of consciousness.
The imprint is re-anchored in the chest.
With a ray of spiritual perception, he could see that there were many soul texts floating in the three broken star marks. The soul texts were neatly arranged and turned into three soul books that recorded the subtleties of the soul.
Three chapters, Ghostly Cult!
"Hoo ho ho!"
In Nie Tian's sea of consciousness, the main soul and the nine sub-souls gathered strength again.
A stream, originating from the Nether Soul Bead, originating from the more intense soul power of the Soul Absorbing Lord, wandered in his sea of consciousness without any owner, and was just refining and swallowed by him.
He is recovering quickly.
…
Somewhere in the ruins world.
The body of the Soul-Captivating Master tightly clenched the Ghost Scepter, and there was terrifying blood on his skinny cheeks.
"Qin Yao!"
His earth-shattering roar shook the whole world, and the space "clicked".
A member of the Void Spirit Clan who wanted to travel through the void was immediately exposed.
The ghost scepter in the hand of the Soul Captor Master pointed towards him.
The soul of that ninth-level bloodline member of the Void Spirit Clan was like a ball of ghostly light, being sucked out by the scepter, and then swallowed by the Soul Captor.
He muttered, as if he was chewing food, tasting the delicious food, and the blood on his face gradually faded.
Surrounding them were the Soul-Destroying Lord and the Soul-Condensing Lord, who said nothing.
Farther away, the chaotic giant beast was confined to a desolate and silent realm with numerous restrictions.
The restraining power of the domain was unable to stop the chaotic beast, and the chaotic beast seemed to be unafraid and not afraid, so it stayed for the time being.
"Photography!"
The ghost scepter in the hand of the Soul-Capturing Master swayed in the air, pointing in one place.
At every point, the nothingness will ripple and the space will burst.
Immediately, there were huge evil spirits with surging soul energy, which he forcibly pulled from an unknown place of confinement.
"call!"
The Soul Captor suddenly opened his mouth.
That mouth is like a green abyss, swallowing up the souls of all living beings.
Many evil spirits were wailing, begging in fear, and struggling desperately.
There were also a few evil spirits who noticed the Soul-Destroying Master and the Soul-Condensing Master, and made whistles that could be heard by the two Masters, asking them to say a few words.
But in the end, nothing changed.
All the souls pulled by the Soul Captor Master fell into his mouth.
The soul-catching Lord holding the ghost scepter, the gray eyes reappeared with light, and the lost soul power was restored with the help of those evil spirits in this short period of time.
As for the Soul-Destroying Master and the Soul-Condensing Master, looking at those evil souls, their expressions changed slightly at first, and then they slowly lowered their heads.
They recognized the evil spirit in it.
Inside, there are not only the souls of Destruction Xinghai and the great master of the spiritual world, but also the souls of the demon clan and their Wraith clan members.
It is their consistent style to blast and kill the strong men in the star sea, the enemies in the spiritual world and the human world, and then refine them into evil souls to engulf them at critical moments to make up for their lack of soul power.
But the souls of the people of the Nether Soul Clan... can be resurrected and reborn.
Even though his own clansmen had intact souls, they could still choose the bodies of young clansmen to complete the feat of rebirth. However, the Master Soul Master did not give them the chance. Instead, he cruelly refined them into vicious souls for him to devour when he was weak.
This method made both the Soul-Destroying Lord and the Soul-Condensing Lord feel uneasy.
"Those fellow clan members betrayed our clan and secretly interacted with the people on the Star-Destroying Sea." After the Soul Captor Master recovered most of his power, he explained to the two clan masters in an understatement, "Those who betray the glory , not qualified to be reborn!"
The Soul-Destroying Master and the Soul-Condensing Master nodded slowly to show their understanding.
…
The realm of demons.
The leader of the Flame Dragon Clan, who broke out of the Demon Refining Forbidden Area, showed his true body as a Flame Dragon in a realm where demonic energy surged, wandering in the void of the realm like a mountain of flames.
The flame dragon surged, its claws balled up, and threw the hot flames down.
Many demon clan members screamed and fled in all directions.
The ninth-level demon king flew into the sky and was torn into pieces by the dragon claws of the leader of the Flame Dragon.
A demon beast, a tenth-level demon beast, roared into the sky.
Before this bull-like black monster even got close to the leader of the Yanlong Clan, he breathed out a mouthful of flames and was ignited by the blazing flames.
The leader of the Yanlong Clan grinned ferociously, "Looking for death, everyone is looking for death!"
In the volcano buried deep in the Demon Realm, the flames in the center of the earth were stimulated by his blood. The volcano spewed out deep purple magma flames, burning more demon clan members into blood and melting into the magma.
"You are also looking for death."
A terrifying demon god standing tall on the sky and the earth came across the air, pinched the leader of the Flame Dragon Clan like a long insect, and pulled hard.
The nearly 10,000-meter-long, blazing leader of the Flame Dragon Clan, with his iron-tough dragon body, was actually torn off.
Dragon blood, dragon bones, and dragon flesh filled the sky, falling from the void.
"Drink his dragon blood."
The terrifying demon god quickly disappeared after saying these words.
In the Demon Realm, all the Demon Clan members were feverishly searching for the flesh and blood of the leader of the Yanlong Clan and feasting on it.
Every drop of blood and every fragment of the dragon bone of the torn-off leader of the Flame Dragon Clan was exuding purple-black magic light. He was imprisoned by the magic power and lost the slightest possibility of resurrection.