At this moment, Ximo's soul power is enough, because he saved a total of tens of millions of ghosts, and the ghosts' continuous blessings to him have completely replenished his soul power, and even the godhead has a trace of mutation. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Godhead is like a brilliant golden aura, but unfortunately only half of it.

This is precisely because when he was reincarnated thousands of years ago, he only carried half of the godhead.

That half of the godhead was originally in the middle of the five-pointed star formation of the Ximo dantian, but at this time it became a little longer, and the fractures on both sides were extending outward, although the speed was very slow, but if you looked closely, you could find that the golden aura was slowly repairing itself.

It's just that Ximo was restless at the moment, and he didn't pay attention to the changes in his dantian at all.

His remaining soul power at the moment is still very abundant, but the spiritual power is already insufficient, and the physical strength is even more consumed, if you want to help Ling Ji refine those resentful spirits, it is not possible to do without the support of physical strength and spiritual power.

But if he left Ling Ji alone like this, how could he do it?

At this moment, Ximo is in a dilemma.

In mid-air, he kept dodging the burning meteorites falling in the air, while his mind was spinning.

At this time, the rumbling meteorites kept falling from the sky, as if the end of the world was coming.

The loud sound was earth-shattering, the ground was shaking violently, the fire was blazing, and the rubble kept splashing in all directions, and if the flesh and blood were hit by a meteorite, I was afraid that it would immediately turn into flesh and mud, and then be burned into ashes.

The temperature throughout the area where the meteorite fell was terrifyingly scorching.

Xi Mo understood that he had to use the fastest speed to save the remaining less than 200,000 souls into the soul induction lamp, otherwise this heat alone would be enough to scorch the 200,000 souls on the ground and melt the soul body.

Ryohime is located in the swamp, so I'll go over and figure it out later.

"Ling Ji, don't worry, with me, I won't let you have anything to do. Ximo said.

As the master, Ximo's comfort is naturally useful, at least Ling Ji's heart is suddenly not so sad.

While she was sad and comforted, she also knew that it was her own inexperience that caused this disaster. She shouldn't have sucked all the spirits to her side at the same time.

Like her abilities, she can dismantle any energy and transport it into the space of the underworld, or other planes she explores.

She originally wanted to make Ximo happy, so she would attract all the resentful spirits and ghasts to her side, and once this magnetic gravitational pull is turned on, the creatures of the underworld are usually irresistible.

But the problem is that she can't get rid of it, and she must devour and decompose all the resentful spirits around her body.

In the past, in the Broken Soul Domain, all the broken souls were sent in after the decomposition of the small hell of the underworld, where is it like now, all of them are ten thousand years old resentful spirits, and the resentment and anger of the 120,000 resentful spirits gathered together are rising to the sky, terrifying and, the gray-black mist can be seen with the naked eye, and at this moment, the side of Ling Ji has been completely wrapped in this layer of mist.

Originally, in Ryohime's opinion, even so, what?

She has a tail that connects to space, connected to the underworld. Therefore, the resentment and anger of those resentful spirits can be directly separated by her and sent to the vast air of the underworld.

But who knew that something inexplicable had happened that had scared her, and the tail that had been able to connect to the underworld space had failed. She tried to connect to the other planes, but she couldn't get through either.

The resentment that had been separated from her could not be transmitted, and it was still wrapped around her.

At this moment, Ryohime had a feeling of collapse.

The breath inside the Soul Attraction Lamp was pure and warm, and if she entered the Soul Attracting Lamp with those resentful spirits and sky-high resentment, it would definitely be transmitted to other souls.

Otherwise, there is only one way to let Ximo refine, where is this emptiness and time and energy for Ximo at this moment?

In desperation, Ling Ji thought of a way to compress the resentment of every thousand resentful spirits into one resentful spirit bead, but this project was costly, and God knows how long it would take to complete.

She knew that Yi Ximo's temperament would never let her go like this.

Therefore, not to mention that she can't go back to the soul attraction, she is naturally timid and has no sense of security, and what makes her sadest the most is that it drags down Ximo. In her opinion, not only did she not help her master, but she also harmed him.

Also, she worries that she's going to be a piece of waste.

The reason why Ximo accepted her as a contract servant was also because of her ability to decompose energy along with the tail of space. Four years ago, when Ximo was attacked by the Soul Eater Poison Mist, it was she who saved Ximo by swallowing the poisonous mist and transferring it directly to the air of the underworld.

But now, I don't know if this world is completely closed and can't connect with the underworld at all, or if her abilities have disappeared.

That's the biggest reason why she is sad and crying.

It's just that no matter how sad she is, she also decided that she must refine the 120,000 resentful spirits now.

Ling Ji's thoughts, Ximo knows everything.

But now he lacks skills, and he doesn't even have time to say a word of comfort to Ling Ji.

It has come to this point, and it must not fall short.

Xi Mo's eyes were full of gold, and the spiritual power in his body flowed, and the sword in his right hand slashed towards the oblique upward, swinging eight swords in a row. The long sword was used by him as a knife, and after the eight swords were slashed out, the sword spirit ink dragon was divided into eight huge sword qi, which flew out of the sword body, and all the meteorites in the eight directions were blasted and emptied.

Around Ximo, a vacuum suddenly appeared.

There is not much time, only less than five seconds, but enough, Xi Mo only needs this short few seconds, the red mark on his forehead appears again, and the huge soul attraction power of the Soul Attraction Lamp of the Underworld Divine Threat Bearer is covered towards the surrounding ground, only the sound of swishing is heard endlessly, and the remaining less than 200,000 souls are collected by Xi Mo without pulling the soul attracting lamp.

Before Xi Mo could breathe a sigh of relief, his figure suddenly shook and fell straight down from the air towards the ground.

He collapsed, his strength almost exhausted.

His body was not yet an immortal body that had been soaked in refining liquid, and it had a limit to endure.

The Ghost King Chief was suddenly in a hurry, and was about to take out the Soul Attracting Lamp, but Xi Mo's figure stabilized again in the air, paused, and then turned around and headed towards the Gravel Belt Yukong.

It was only as soon as he reached the gravel belt that he landed on the ground, and Ximo stumbled again and fell forward.

A pair of large hands held his fallen body in time.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" the Ghost King Chief shouted anxiously while holding Ximo.

Ximo just collapsed because of physical exhaustion, and he was not in a coma, he opened his eyes when he heard this, covered his jumping heart, and relieved his breath after a while, but said with some fear: "It's okay, I'm just tired." ”

In less than five minutes, in order to save the remaining 500,000 souls in a race against time, Ximo invoked nearly one-tenth of the spiritual power in the godhead, but it was already the carrying limit of his body at this time, and if he used one more point, his body would collapse.