With a long period of breath-holding, the soul energy in Zongtian's chest finally moved, and it seemed that he was really attracted by something in his body, and those soul energy actually penetrated through his lungs and into the interior of his body. Even if the current state is perfect, Zongtian still needs to breathe after all, and with the air that Zongtian suddenly exhales, most of that soul energy also flies out of Zongtian's body with the air.

Although he was panting violently because of his breathlessness, Zongtian was still paying attention to the soul energy that had infiltrated into his body, and he watched them go deeper and deeper, and Zongtian actually had a slight feeling for those soul energy, but before he could try anything more, those soul energy suddenly disappeared.

At this moment, Zongtian was originally a little depressed, but where the soul could disappear, Zongtian felt some faint suction. What the hell is this? Zongtian observed his body like this, it seemed to be so natural, he didn't even realize how weird he was at this time, maybe thanks to that transformation again and again, Zongtian was indeed less and less like a person.

That's the link to soul making, right? Although I don't know the specific situation yet, Zongtian is also somewhat touched by the fireball released before, and the place where the soul can disappear seems to be the direction it once was. After basically confirming this fact, Zongtian's frustration was also completely gone, why did he collect soul energy? Isn't it just to create a soul?

Since the results at this time should be effective, Zongtian began to explore continuously. From the rate of breathing to the depth of breathing, from letting it go naturally to being slightly controlled. Zongtian gradually found that the closer the soul energy was to the inside of his body, the easier it was to be controlled by him, and those originally scattered soul energy slowly converged into a vortex in his body, like the inside of a fireball.

Looking at the system in his body that could already circulate spontaneously, Zongtian finally breathed a sigh of relief, and when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the concerned eyes of the soul maker.

"You've finally woken up, if you don't wake up again, even if the Demon Emperor opposes me, I'll definitely wake you up." The voice of the soul maker was full of worry, but this made Zong Tian stunned for a moment, shouldn't it be the soul maker who was in a coma just now?

"I don't have anything to do, but when did you ......" finally realized the problem at this time, when I closed my eyes, it should have been early in the morning, why was it already dark? And Yang Ling was already asleep.

"Why is it night?!"

"It's noisy, and I don't let people sleep." I don't know what time it is, but Yang Ling's complaint is to explain that it is probably the middle of the night at this time.

"It's you." Seeing that the person who made the voice was Zongtian, Yang Ling didn't have any special feelings.

"Who else could it be if it wasn't me?" Although the current situation has not yet been figured out, for Yang Ling, Zongtian naturally has no polite reason.

"You've been meditating long enough this time, how about it? Did you get the feeling of soul energy? Yang Ling naturally didn't care about what Zongtian said, at this time, he was more concerned about Zongtian's results.

"What? Underestimate me, don't you? He only asked himself if he could catch the feeling, and he was a little unconvinced from the bottom of his heart, "Do you think I can only catch some feelings in a daytime?" ”

"Who says you've been meditating all day?" Yang Ling's rhetorical question made Zongtian a little unexpected,

"yes, it's the third night." If it was just Yang Ling, Zongtian might still think that it was just a joke, but even if the soul maker said so, it seemed that Zongtian couldn't believe it.

"Day 3?!" Zong Tian just wanted to stand up, but the numbness in his legs made him unable to make such a simple movement, and his body that was pouring down looked like he was running towards the roaring bonfire.

I tried hard to get myself out of that trajectory, but Zongtian's legs and feet were still unconscious, and the hands that could move only had a feeling of nowhere to place. There was a bonfire in front of him, and even if he wanted to use his hands to avoid his own fate of being burned, he would definitely burn his hands. Just when Zongtian was struggling to burn his hands or face, the soul maker put on that armor for Zongtian in time, and Yang Ling also kicked Zongtian in a little too much.

"Lao Yang, what are you doing so hard?!" The armor that was not shaken by the demon was because of a big footprint on Yang Ling's footprint, and Zongtian also flew out at a distance of nearly ten meters.

"Well, don't expect me to save you next time." Looking at Yang Ling's indifferent attitude, Zong Tian could only swallow this breath silently, but fortunately, that kind of armor was only a soul condensation, and normal damage could be supplemented for Zong Tian after all.

"So what? What the hell are you on? ”

"What kind of progress, it's just that it can be collected." In the face of Yang Ling's problem, Zongtian seems to be such an unhappy look.

"Can you collect it? That should be pretty good. "The beginning and the end are good, if such a result is placed on ordinary people, it can only be described as incredible, but after all, Yang Ling has learned to be surprised by the situation in Zongtian.

"I thought that the soul was created by waking up on my own, but is there a reason why you can collect soul energy?"

"What? Will she be able to wake up on her own? Although he asked, even if Zongtian knew such a thing, he would definitely continue to do what he had done before. After all, for him, if he can help reduce the burden of soul creation, he is naturally willing to do it.

"Is it hard to collect souls?" Soul creation is concerned with something else at this time.

"Probably not that hard, right?" Although it took three days for Zongtian to let his body have a system that can collect soul energy, and when he checked it again, he found that although those soul energy were still collecting slowly, the rotation speed of the whirlpool was also gradually slowed down because he didn't put his mind on it, but fortunately, such a slowdown also has a bottom line.

"Of course it's not easy for people." Looking at the two creatures in front of him who might not be able to be called human, Yang Ling was also a little helpless.

"Then I don't know, for the soul, absorbing soul energy is probably as normal as your breathing."