Fifty miles north of the mountain range, Yu Ling quietly leaned on a large rock, looked down at the long knife in his hand that was soaked with purple light and was full of cracks, threw it into the snow, and slowly sat down. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He could now accurately know that after shattering the soul cores of the forty-two Soul Clansmen, their innate cold power would abolish a Xuan-level high-grade spirit weapon.

The end of winter had already gone back, and the little girl was crying and leaving, and this time Yuling did not coax her gently, but put on a cold attitude that was not close to people.

After all...... If there is no one to take care of them, their situation is not safe.

However, he has already killed this one from the other side of the mountain range, and no one should notice their hiding place again, Yu Ling does not believe that he has been unlucky enough to do this, and will continue to be unlucky completely.

Along the way, I don't know how many people I killed, but fortunately, the Soul Brake Clan is a strange creature close to the soul body, and there is no blood at all, so there is nothing else on Yuling's body except for the snowflakes stained.

Knock, knock, knock.

He heard the slight tremor of the snow, and the boulder leaning against him began to fall and sprinkle him with snow.

The canopy covered by purple light was still gloomy, like countless dark clouds piled up above, and no trace of heavenly light could be seen.

However, Yu Ling's mood was not bad, and with the time he had delayed for so long, those two people should be safer. It's a pity that he may not be able to survive this darkest hour before dawn.

In the distance, a vast purple shadow suddenly appeared, the lineup was so neat that it was impossible to find the slightest fault, and with their arrival, the shaking of the snow became more and more obvious.

Yu Ling also just knew that not long ago, the ordinary people of the Soul Clan did not have such a strong lethality, but the five thousand Soul Clans they selected from the millions of people were the elite of the elite, and they were trained to be the most powerful fighting machines since they were children, and they were also the most proud killer of the Soul Clan, and the ridiculous thing was that the other five clans did not know about it at all.

The six clans are the weakest, which is really an ironic name.

Yu Ling rubbed the spirit ring, and after looking for a long time, he didn't see the Xuan-level high-grade spiritual weapon, only the ground-level long knife that Shu Jinye gave him.

But he ...... now It seems that he no longer has the strength to swing his weapon, and he can't even stand up.

The soul power has long been exhausted, leaving only the last faint wisp, and it is not enough to condense a soul refining talisman, just to ensure that he will not pass out directly, and the Xuan power is almost squandered, as for the little spiritual power, it has long disappeared in front of the Xuan Li.

It's really a poor and white, as if returning to the time when I just crossed over.

When Yu Ling barely stood up with the big stone behind him, the surroundings had already been surrounded by that group of moments, and the formation was still admirably uniform.

To be precise, there are not five thousand people in front of them, after all, the group of people who were sent out to hunt down Jing Yue have not returned to the team until now, and they don't know what Jing Yue's situation is now.

It is estimated that it is not much better than him, after all, Jing Yue is not even a soul master.

In the distance, the Soul Race Kasha slowly walked in front of Yu Ling, and for the first time took a serious look at this extremely embarrassed Terran Soul Master.

He was confident that this was definitely the most perfect sacrifice for this millennium festival, this human race boy was so young, I am afraid that he was not even eighteen years old, but his soul power was so powerful, there was nothing wrong with such an amazingly talented soul master.

It was not in vain that he led people around in the snow, and chased and killed them for so many days.

"What about your two companions?" said the Soul Clan's Kasha with some regret.

Yu Ling sneered, "You guys tracked them based on their soul power aura this time, right? Since you didn't sense their existence, can't you guess what happened?"

The Soul Clan's Kasha said regretfully: "Why bother, instead of self-destructing and dying tragically, it is better to dedicate everything you have to the great Yin God, and being with God is a blessing that you can't cultivate for ten thousand years." ”

"That's nice, if it weren't for the useless useless soul power I have now, do you think I would be able to wait until you catch up?" Yu Ling said coldly.

All he could do now was to mislead him one last time, if the Soul Clan's Soul Clan thought that Nian Yubai and the others were all dead, they would probably not send anyone to search for them again.

The Soul Clan's Kasha seemed to smile and continued to transmit the soul thoughts: "This is your luck, after the thousand-year festival, you will know the supreme glory you enjoy. ”

I really don't understand, why are all these guys who believe in the Yin God like a psychopath, where is their logic?

But when he died, he was still interested in thinking about logical problems, and he was quite neurotic.

The uncomfortable cold aura spread like a tide again, sealing all of Yuling's perceptions.

I don't know what kind of strength their gods such as snow gods and yin gods should be if they are divided according to the outside realm?

It's definitely more than just a phantom.

Although it is a bit miserable to be sacrificed, it seems that suicide is not much better. And people have a fluke mentality, even if the damn bottle in the soul sea is still the old god is still standing still, but Yuling still can't help but expect it to move at the most critical moment.

He rarely counted on others, and this time pinning all his hopes on a mysterious and uncontrollable bottle, maybe he was really crazy.

If he can not die, of course he doesn't want to die, but if he is really unlucky, then he can only admit it.

Anyway, it's a dead person, so it's as if these extra years are earned.

In the dark, Yu Ling's thoughts were chaotic, and countless pictures flashed in front of him, but he couldn't grasp them.

Memory is really a very strange thing, obviously more than 30 years on the earth is so long, but in just a few years in this world, it is even clearer and more profound, starting from the small mountain village in the Ming Domain, to the Huayu Domain, to the Ice Domain, everything is vivid, and the people and things he encountered are deeply engraved in his mind.

I hope you are all safe.

I don't know how long it took, the darkness around suddenly receded, and when Yu Ling opened his eyes, the surrounding scenery was already very different.

A purple shadow with a vague face was close at hand, neither wearing imperial robes nor crowns, but the innate coercion above ten thousand people was clearly visible, like a majestic and unattainable mountain.

The Soul Clan's Kasha was saying something, and since he was directly speaking the Soul Clan's language, Yu Ling couldn't understand a word.

The king of the soul clan nodded lightly, walked to the front and back of Yuling, and then shook his soul thoughts: "This time, in order to catch you, Yika has already taken the first step, and only locked your soul power fluctuations before dying, but I didn't expect you to have another means to resolve it, and in the end, it was this king who summoned the power of the Yin God to capture your soul power breath, and I have countless people who have died in the soul clan, and the price paid is not small, you better not let this king down." ”

…… Why can he be so righteous and arrogant when he says these words? The feeling is that the king of the Soul Clan is not in a normal mind, so he is not right on the beam and crooked on the bottom.

"Kasher, you go and bring the Soul Luo Fruit, so that he can recover all his soul power before the thousand-year festival, otherwise such a sacrifice Yin God will definitely not be satisfied. ”

The king of the Soul Clan suddenly remembered something, turned around and commanded.