Huang Si: "......"

No, he didn't say anything, and he didn't do anything, how could this scattered immortal brother take care of himself and hurt himself?

I don't want this, and I feel neurotic.

At this time, another scattered immortal soul also began to awaken.

It also emits a faint halo that condenses into shape.

The figure looked like a middle-aged woman.

"I will never obey you! Even if you kill me, I will die with you! ”

The woman's soul screamed. She didn't have a weapon in her hand, but she made a sword-lifting motion, probably a sword fairy when she was alive.

"Thief, I won't forgive you if I die!"

Even if the woman only had a soul, she tried to rush forward and fight hard.

Okay, the second neuropathy.

Huang Si suppressed this woman with a sense of coercion.

The soul of the scattered immortals is very powerful, even if it is suppressed, it has consciousness activities, and is even desperately struggling to escape.

"Evil cultivators! Let her go! ”

The previous scattered fairy man actually stopped running away and rushed back.

The soul has no body, it is very difficult to move, and it floats much slower than the body.

But even so, the scattered fairy man still tried to reach out to pull the middle-aged woman, as if he wanted to escape with her.

"Goodbye."

Huang Si let go of the coercion of consciousness.

Just kidding, they want to escape, but Huang Si doesn't want them yet.

Two neuropathies.

Let's see if the soul of the true immortal can be used first.

Huang Si checked the true immortal soul that had been sleeping and couldn't wake up, only to find that there was a layer of black energy wrapped around the soul. The black energy suppressed his soul, making it impossible for him to wake up at all.

The nature of this layer of energy is very similar to the immortal power possessed by his two scattered immortal clans, but the attributes seem to be different.

"How is it black fairy power, I haven't seen it."

Huang Si didn't want to touch this thing with his body, what if?

He threw his soul to the ground, a little farther away.

The spiritual force field slashed a few times on the surface of the soul, peeling off the black immortal power.

The black qi rose and flew into the air, and was finally annihilated by Huang Si with his spiritual force field.

"Evil Immortal Power!"

The self-destructing woman screamed.

And the sad man also looked nervous.

After Huang Si removed the coercion of consciousness, the two of them were still a little stunned, but as soon as they saw this black fairy power, the self-destructing woman immediately pounced.

She looks like she is desperate to pull you to die even if the old lady dies.

But the sad man grabbed her spirit body and pulled it out.

The self-destructing woman was reluctant to leave, but the sad man suddenly slapped her spirit and shouted, "We are just souls!" If you don't go, don't you want to send you to death in vain? ”

The self-destructing woman suddenly came to her senses, yes! There is simply no way they can fight. Don't you run and wait to die?

You must know that the soul that is obtained by the evil cultivator often ends worse than death!

She thought clearly, turned around, and hurriedly fled with the sad man.

They looked at Huang Si as they fled, for fear that he would catch up.

"If that old evil cultivator catches up, we will run separately, so that we can always survive." The sad man said.

"If you really catch up, I'll stay and fight with him, at least I can entangle him, and you can run quickly at that time!" The self-destructing woman said decisively.

"No, if you want to live, you will live, I am also a man." The perseverance of the sad man's face.

Huang Si: "......"

What the hell is the old evil cultivator?

Huang Si just saw the soul ages of the two scattered immortals through the display of the Quantitative Eye, the male was eight thousand years old, and the female was ten thousand thousand. It's all a bunch of old things, and I'm embarrassed to call him an old evil cultivator.

Ignore the two neuropathies for a while.

Huang Si focused on the lotus platform at hand.

As the black immortal power was drained and annihilated and disappeared by the spiritual force field, a powerful soul was gradually awakening in the lotus platform.

"Huh? It's much stronger than the Yuanhe Yellow Oriole. ”

Huang Si observed the state of the True Immortal Soul.

Although they are both at the level of human immortals, compared to Yuanhe Huangli, a human immortal who has just risen from a scattered immortal and has not yet been a sect, this human immortal is obviously extraordinary.

However, the soul's movements seemed to be a little sluggish.

It slowly expanded, and slowly coalesced its body.

Finally, the soul of a translucent teenager who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old hung in the air, fluttering.

The young man had beautiful eyebrows, his eyes were half-open and half-narrowed, and his expression was in a trance, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Huang Si's consciousness swept over his soul.

"I have lost a soul and a soul, and my soul is incomplete. It seems that my consciousness is a little dull, and I don't know if I can use it or not. ”

Huang Si thought about it, and finally decided to start with a good exchange.

"What's your name?"

Huang Si asked.

The young man listened to his question, raised his eyes slightly to look at him, and said with soul fluctuations:

"My name is Yingming."

With a hint of curiosity and doubt in his expression, he looked at Huang Si.

"Who are you?"

"I am the creator of this world, and I ask you a question, will you become my family and give me your soul and freedom? If you will, recognize me as Lord. ”

The boy pondered for a moment.

He looked like he was just a handsome young man in his teens, and he didn't even look very bright, but in fact, just suspended in the air, from his soul, he naturally revealed the powerful force that belonged to the true immortal, this kind of momentum derived from the essence of the soul, Huang Si had never seen a scattered immortal.

But if you ignore this soul force, the appearance of the boy is like a flower in March, a breeze in September, clear and lovely.

This teenager does not seem to be an ordinary person when he was alive.

After a while, the young man spoke, and he asked:

"What, then, shall it do me any good to confess you as Lord?"

"Life."

Huang Si's explanation was concise and to the point.

The young man's delicate eyebrows were raised, and he seemed to understand the meaning of the word.

"If you can bring me back to life, I'm willing."

The teenager finally made up his mind.

Huang Si looked at the state of the young man, the quality of his soul was very high, but there were indeed some traces of damage. However, the thinking ability does not seem to be affected, and the comprehension is quite good.

This man is of satisfactory character and in all respects.

"Okay, then you accept assimilation."

Huang Si gently touched his little head, and the young man looked up, his big eyes on his green face without blinking.

Assimilation begins.

The boy clearly sensed the power of assimilation, and even halted the progress of assimilation.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, and he asked softly:

"Will you be nice to me later?"

"It's hard to say, but the worst case scenario would be too lazy to pay attention to you." Huang Si said.

The boy smiled.

The power of the obstruction disappeared completely, and the golden light instantly infected his entire soul, and the assimilation was completed.

The boy's name is Yingming.

Human immortal rank, peak realm.

I don't remember the origin, but I have the impression that it is a big family. Very large, the top three immortal cultivators within a certain star field.

His father is Da Luo Jinxian.

Since Yingming was born, she was only sixteen years old when she was killed.