"You low-level miscellaneous undead, you dare to deal with this god, my lord God of Light will not let you go, if you are a man, let me go out and fight with me for three hundred rounds, who is afraid of who is the grandson..." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's all turned into balls and talking so much nonsense, I'm not a man in the first place, I'm an undead, and the specific point can only be a male undead who has no reproductive ability, but since there is no reproductive ability, what's the point of distinguishing male and female?

I thought about these strange questions, and quietly looked at the only remaining side of dark energy. Methodical.

I made a larger box, and then I made a smaller box, gently floated them in front of the black energy, and then placed the box containing the light soul in the middle of the two boxes. A moment later, a soft sigh was heard, and countless dark energies naturally dissipated into the box that filled the sky.

A transparent dragon-type soul jumped into the big box by itself, and the choice I gave was not in vain, this can be regarded as a special treatment for the black dragon.

I beckoned, and the two boxes naturally floated in front of my soul.

"It's not scientific, why is this damn reptile, there is a big box that can keep its shape, and I can only stay in this small box, I am still a square now, this is simply an insult to my lord, I want to fight with you." The Light Soul shouted.

Since I don't like the square one, let's change the shape, as soon as I moved, countless soul energy gathered and began to squeeze the box where the white soul was, and when the soul energy dissipated, the square box had become a standard ball shape, and I grabbed this ball and put it into the big box where the black dragon's soul was.

"Didn't you say that you fought with me before, it didn't mean that you were going to fight for three hundred rounds, come on, your black dragon grandfather will fight with you for three hundred rounds, who is afraid of who is the grandson, the reptile is, I heard that you were a god before, right..." I have no interest in listening to it anymore, anyway, it is all the screams of the bright soul, but I know that this is faked.

Under the deformation and squeeze of the appearance, the soul will not have the slightest pain at all, or it may be that I don't understand the dignity of these Bright Sects, and the dignity of the Light God is higher than my own life.

Actually, I don't know how to destroy their souls.

The soul energy that carries my will can only squeeze their souls to the limit, but it can't cut their souls in the slightest.

"Do you know how to destroy you?" I asked them who were having fun playing through the box, and after hearing this, the black dragon suddenly stopped playing with the spherical light soul and kept the same movement in a sluggish manner.

"What you're asking is, do we know how to destroy us?" The black dragon asked me. Is there anything wrong with this question? I don't know, can't I ask you guys?

"Yes," I replied to the black dragon.

"Even if you know this kind of answer, how can you possibly tell you!" Its voice suddenly intensified. Also, how can you force a being to tell others how to destroy themselves.

"Do you know how to get out?" I asked them again.

"According to the current situation, if you can absorb the soul energy around here, it will be about fifty years" The black dragon did not speak this time, but the light soul said it happily.

"Then do you know how to destroy you?" I asked in passing.

"Even if you know this kind of answer, how can you possibly tell you!" Sure enough, it was exactly the same answer as the black dragon, and it seems that the kind of thinking inertia in human research has no effect on non-humans.

"Fifty years," I said. I don't know how much time I spent in the soul sea and how much time I had to switch between the time in the outer human world, but fifty years would definitely not be too little time outside. I'm irritating about something, I don't know.

Time is such a thing, to an undead skeleton like me, who is immortal if nothing else, almost has no meaning, not to mention fifty years, even if five hundred years is a calculation for me, and my appearance is just a skull, who will notice.

With a gentle wave of my hand, I banished the large box containing the two souls that had been bothering me for a long time into the sky, surrounded by their energy, but there was already a difference between heaven and earth at this time and before.

I sat down quietly and combed through the sea of souls, I could feel my soul, my consciousness, my will, and even a trace of my own origin, but I just didn't grasp the slightest way to connect with the outside world. But there was still a reward, and the source of my irritability was found, and it was the summoner.

Why is it the female of this human race of a different race than mine? Is it because she gave up her hope of revenge in order to save me? I don't understand how strange my feelings are with me. So I locked all the information related to the summoner into a box, and the world was suddenly clear.

I began to let go of my soul and touch the soul energy around me, and the little thing in front of me began to magnify, and then magnified... Then I clearly felt wisps of translucent filamentous substance, a few of which were mixed with my will, and could connect with me, but most of them were not.

Is this the soul, it's the first time I've seen them so clearly, but there's a question, how do I absorb them? It seems that I forgot to ask.

I shrank my soul again, and the translucent filamentous substance in front of me grew smaller, then vanished, and the surroundings became gray again.

I beckoned, the soul of the black dragon was biting at the ball where the soul of light was, which was really interesting.

"I'm going to duel with you, lowly undead skeleton, how dare you treat the gods who sit down with the great God of Light, I don't think I'll let you go..."

"Well done," I said to the black dragon after hearing this.

"If you don't say that I will do better" The black dragon took a half step back on one thick leg like a human, and his left paw supported his right chest, but the claws were too short to reach, and made a human nobleman's salute.

"How do you absorb souls?" I cut straight to the point.

"Uh, you can't even do this, so how did you come to be such a weak soul?" The black dragon asked me very suspiciously, is my soul very strong? But it seems that I have maintained this pattern since I woke up, and it has not grown.

"My soul has always been at this level."

"Hmph, how can the soul chosen by my lord be bad," I said at the same time as the soul of light.

"What did you say?" I asked him at the same time as the black dragon.

"I didn't say anything, hum, I won't tell you if I kill you" The Light Soul was silent at this time.

"I'll slowly train you later, now I'll tell you the little skeleton to absorb the soul first, it's very simple, it's to integrate your will into that strand of soul thread, you can see it, it's good if you can, you don't know where the will is and how to control it? Then you are more in your own soul sea, that is, you have been thinking about the word will here, it is probably like this, I will go and interrogate Mr. God first, and then tell you what to say" After the black dragon finished speaking, he ravaged Mr. Light Ball God.

I waved them to move away from me.

Then I sat in place like the black dragon said and thought about the problem of will, I don't know how long I thought about it, and when I looked around again, I felt that the surroundings were densely packed with me, this feeling, this is my will, although I can't see anything, but I can feel it clearly.

I let go of my soul, and the little bit in front of me slowly became larger, and the thread-like soul thread appeared in front of my eyes again, but this time there were a lot of round half-particles about the same size as the silk thread, and it was full of the feeling of "me".

I tried to manipulate them, and easily let them attach to the soul thread, as soon as they came into contact, they got into the soul thread, and then the soul thread was attached to my will, it turned out that it was so difficult to increase the soul power, no wonder the black dragon said that it would take fifty years. In fact, from this point of view, the cultivation of magic and the growth of the soul are actually the same delicate and difficult activities.

I do this mechanical activity in this subtle environment, I don't know how long, and here I don't feel the slightest tiredness.

It's not like meditating in the human world, but in the face of a world of gray, black, and translucent, I feel a sense of nostalgia for the green vitality of the human world, and I was startled by myself as soon as this thought appeared. As this thought appeared, a gray translucent box suddenly jumped out, and it exploded into a sky with a pop.

Countless messages came, this, it turned out that I had sealed everything about the summoner's spirit before, how could it suddenly explode? My current pure consciousness body was shaken, and a feeling arose spontaneously from all over my body, as if it was instantly connected with the outside world. There is no such message in the Sea of Souls.

The next moment such information came, there was a huge cracking sound somewhere in the soul sea, and countless gray silk threads suddenly turned around my consciousness, and my body felt weightless, which was moving rapidly.

Suddenly, there was a cone-shaped transparent thing smashing towards me, I couldn't dodge, this thing slowly solidified in my white soul flame, this, is it tears? It's the summoner's tears! Why are you crying again, human women are really made of water?

"An Ling, what are you crying about?" I asked her.

"Why are you crying when you're dead, ah, you're not dead!" An Ling startled, and then suddenly pressed me against her chest, which was soft and seemed to be bigger than before.

I was about to open my mouth when a powerful force poured out of my little remaining vertebrae, and this feeling was my origin. My origin poured out of my spine and pushed the summoner far away. My skull floated, and the source gathered in the air to form my body and limbs. I could only see in my perception, but there was nothing in front of me.

A myriad of unknown minerals and elements in the air converged towards me, and a huge cyclone formed around me, countless broken logs and gravel flew up in the sky, and the summoner was blown up, screaming in terror.

I was helpless, my body was not under my control at this time.

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