The black hole suddenly appeared behind Ling Hao, and the moment Ling Hao noticed it, he didn't even have time to react, he was sucked into it by the black hole.

However, Ling Hai slowly floated up from the black hole of the people on the ground, and he couldn't help but smile as he looked at the black hole that was quietly devouring everything while listening to the lecture.

"Hehe, this black hole is constructed by my soul power, and anyone who is sucked into it will be entangled by my destructive soul power and fall into madness, until finally attacked by no soul power, and then explode and turn into a part of my soul power.

Hahahaha, that's what happened against me. It's just a pity that I don't know where Zhang Rui'er is, but it doesn't matter, as long as she is still in the ancestral tomb, I can find him and retrieve what belongs to me. ”

When Ling Hai said this, a soft white light suddenly lit up behind him, and Ling Hai seemed to sense something, turned his head, and looked at the white light.

I saw that in the void, a burst of white light emerged, and in the white light, two figures appeared, which were Zhang Ruier and the poor old man.

The moment Ling Hai looked at the old man, his pupils shrank, and he felt a very powerful force in this white-haired old man.

Feeling such surging soul power, Ling Hai couldn't help but shout excitedly: "It's you? I've been waiting for two years in Baiye City, and it turns out that I'm waiting for you. It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. ”

When the old man saw Ling Hai, he looked at the dense black holes on the surrounding mountains, and his face couldn't help but sink.

He saw the source of the soul power at a glance and said, "This is the dark soul power of the Ling family, it seems that you are the descendant of the Ling guard." ”

Soul Emperor? Ling Guard? Descendants, what information is hidden in the words of the poor old man?

It turns out that there is still a relationship between Ling Hai and the Soul Emperor, the ancestor of the Ling family, named Ling Zhan, he used to be the Soul Emperor's guard.

Back then, the Soul Emperor suddenly disappeared from this world for some reason, and the legacy he shed was divided among several major guards.

Among them, Ling Zhan, the ancestor of the Ling family, was the most divided, and at that time, they were still in the universe, occupying a large area of star fields, and creating a powerful empire called the country of Ling Domain.

But with the passage of time, any strong man will have an end day.

Ling Zhan is old, and among his juniors, there is no one who can support the strength of the Ling Domain Country.

As a result, the country of Lingyu fell apart in a stormy period. The temperament is in the same vein, and he fled to an unknown place in the universe and hid. has been trying to find clues about their former master, the Soul Emperor, in an attempt to make a comeback.

And Ling Hao's vein is just an inconspicuous sideline of the country of Ling Domain, and in the endless years, he has been displaced and came to the Primordial Star and become a small wealthy family on the continent.

It is also due to the power of the bloodline, so the soul power of the Ling family is far more than the ordinary number of times, but due to the lack of exercises, the Ling family can no longer take the path of soul cultivation, so they can only find another way and embark on the path of intention cultivation.

This is also the reason why the Ling family's cultivation is twice as effective with half the effort. But no one expected that in such a small collateral lineage, the inheritance of the Soul Emperor would be retained.

After talking about the cause and effect, it is time to get back to business, when Ling Hai heard the old man call out the Ling Guardian Hall, he was a little angry and said: "Hehe, it seems that you haven't completely forgotten Ling Zhan, you still remember the original guard, the Soul Emperor!" ”

"Soul Emperor!? I'm not a soul emperor anymore, I'm just a wisp of his remnant soul. The Soul Emperor has long since died and disappeared into the long river of history.

Now I have a name, a poor old man. When the old man heard the word Soul Emperor, his eyes flowed with pain and regret, and he seemed to remember something bad.

"Hehe, no matter what, you have what I want, I came here today, naturally it is impossible to enter Baoshan and return empty-handed. Give me your Soul Emperor inheritance. ”

"Little guy, the inheritance of the Soul Emperor is not something that belongs to you in the first place, don't you understand the truth that you can't force it all the time in your life?" The poor man was kindly persuaded by the old man.

"Don't talk nonsense, my life is up to me, I let you pay it, you have to pay it. Otherwise, you will end up with Ling Hao. ”

After speaking, Ling Hai stretched out his right hand and grabbed it at the old man, and with his grasp, a black ball appeared in his right palm, and a super suction burst out from his right palm.

In an instant, the suction burst out, pushing the poor old man and Zhang Rui'er towards Ling Hai, seeing this, Zhang Rui'er couldn't help shouting: "Master save me." ”

At this time, Zhang Ruier had just accepted the transmission of the poor old man, and now she only felt that her head was dizzy and even more powerless to resist.

When the poor old man saw Zhang Rui'er's appearance, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, and took a step forward.

A wall of white soul power suddenly formed, protecting him and Zhang Rui'er behind him.

The walls built by the white soul power were extremely tough, and in the face of the suction of the black hole, they were as stable as Mount Tai, and there was no sign of collapse at all.

This made Ling Hai's face change, he didn't expect the strength of the poor old man in front of him to be so strong.

However, he actually said that he was just a distraction of the Soul Emperor, you must know that Ling Hai's strength is enough to be regarded as a powerhouse of the Nine Revolutions of the Spirit Sect, and his attack is not enough to see in front of the old man, the strength of the Soul Emperor can be seen.

The poor old man stopped again, "Little Daoyou, stop it, if you continue to fight, it will not have a good result for anyone, I see your fate, if you are entangled in things, you will be entangled by fate more and more deeply, and you will not be able to break free." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about, do you think this will stop me, Dark Soul Gun, break it for me." Ling Hai shouted.

As soon as he thought of it, more than a dozen spears instantly condensed around Ling Hai's body, and these spears shot towards the poor old man at great speed under Ling Hai's control.

The spear seemed to be infinitely powerful, breaking through the white wall in an instant.

However, unexpectedly, at the moment when the black spear hit the wall, the white wall condensed by the poor old man suddenly thickened, and the spear hit the wall, shattering in an instant.

It is the magic that is one foot high, and the road is one foot high.

Ling Hai couldn't help but be angry when he saw that the soul technique he had used was easily cracked.

As the orthodox descendant of the Ling family, Ling Hai has not been so deflated since he was born. He said angrily, "Damn, how long do I think you can defend?" ”

As soon as he thought of it, countless black spears appeared around Ling Hai again, and as soon as he thought about it, countless spears shot at the poor old man.

Although the white wall of soul power blocked all the spears, the attack consumed a lot of the amount of the wall of soul power.

The haven woven by the poor old man will be shattered in a while, and when the time comes, the poor old man and Zhang Rui'er will also die here.

Unable to go on like this, the poor old man immediately made a decision.

Although he is a distraction of the Soul Emperor, his strength is not all of the Soul Emperor, and now he is not Ling Hai's opponent.

If only there was a helper, the poor old man had such a thought, and set his eyes on the black ball in the air.

There were still signs of Ling Hao's life inside, and it was time for the beast to come out of the cage.