I saw that Meng Yuan opened another door directly to the outside of the portal, this door is a variant of Meng Yuan's other method of using the small world, in fact, it is spatial overlapping, but it has been slightly improved, so that objects or beings that enter the overlapping space can directly enter the small world. In fact, this method is the second time Meng Yuan has used it. The first time he used it, it was in the real real world, and it was to fight the rat plague, and he also collected countless rats for this purpose~~

At this time, Fatil was standing on the altar of the underground holy land, his hands trembling with excitement.

"How many years~~How many years~haha! I can finally become a god! ”

Fatil looked excitedly at the magic book on the altar, and below were tens of thousands of mages, who also looked at Fatil with a fanatical expression, obviously witnessing what a supreme honor it was for them to become gods.

A minute has passed, an hour has passed, five hours have passed, and the magic book is still like that, not to mention any radiance, the vision is in the sky, and even the magic symbols that should be glowing have not been lit~~

The frenzy below slowly subsided, and the chatter grew louder and louder, turning into a disturbing buzz, like piles of flies flying around you. Fatil's annoyance, coupled with the anomaly of the magic book, made his irritability reach its peak, and now he no longer had the kind smile he used to have, only an unusually cold look.

"How many years of preparation! Why is this happening? Isn't the soul enough? Isn't it enough that all the souls of the world have been sacrificed? Why! Why the hell~~~"

At this time, Meng Yuan had entered a rather dangerous state, because since he had taken over those puppets, Meng Yuan had always felt that there was always some soul power that was approaching him, and this trend was getting stronger and stronger.

Meng Yuan roared in pain: "Damn~ What's the situation~ Lao Tzu is going to explode!" ~~~~”

Gradually, the soul power surrounding Meng Yuan turned into visible energy, and it was still increasing, and finally formed a storm of energy, surging madly towards Meng Yuan's body.

This may be a good thing for others, but for Meng Yuan, this is no less than a catastrophe! Because Meng Yuan himself is out of balance. Moreover, he is considered half an immortal cultivator, and the imbalance of yin and yang is equivalent to death! So at this moment, Meng Yuan was about to explode because of this soul storm.

Now Meng Yuan regretted it a little, it was better to cultivate magic at the beginning, at least he could give up his physical body. Let the soul become a god. This time it's good~~ The soul and the body are indispensable, and they have to be balanced~~

However, if Meng Yuan is asked to choose a new one, it is estimated that he will choose to follow Gu Shaofei to cultivate immortals~ Although there is no exercise, cultivating immortals is indeed powerful. The most important thing is to be able to carve out your own world.

"Small world? Right! Small world! ”

Meng Yuan did as soon as he thought of it, and directly threw the soul storm that rushed into his body into the underworld of the small world. And these soul storms quickly disappeared into the small world as if they had found a home, but the storm in the outside world did not stop, and was still frantically impacting Meng Yuan. And Meng Yuan simply didn't care about these soul powers, but directly connected to the small world.

Although this could not increase Meng Yuan's strength, at least he saved his life, otherwise he would have exploded first without waiting for his strength to improve. Of course, those soul powers were not wasted either. But it has made a huge contribution to the small world, at least the area of the underworld inside has increased greatly~~~

Meng Yuan, who slowly stabilized, finally exhaled a breath of turbidity, it was really dangerous just now, if Meng Yuan hesitated for a few seconds, he would definitely turn into a humanoid bomb~~~

"Ke'er~~ What is this world doing? Where did so much soul power come from? ”

After a long time, Ke'er said with some uncertainty: "According to the analysis of the intelligence we have gathered, this is related to ten years ago~"

"Damn! How was it ten years ago? What happened ten years ago? ”

Ke'er said: "That magic trick seems to be a sacrifice, according to legend, it is to collect souls to become gods~~ Although it is impossible to determine what caused the vision that happened to you, it should be related to that sacrifice." ”

"Rely on~ He became a god and took care of my~~ But these soul energies are good things~ It's so huge. How many sacrifices do you have to sacrifice to do this~"

Kerr interjected: "Sacrificed the whole world~ Whether it is people, animals, plants, or even the world itself. ”

Meng Yuan: ...

The energy storm around Meng Yuan at this time still did not stop. But at this time, they didn't do any harm to Meng Yuan, because the moment they were poured into Meng Yuan's body, these energies would be sucked into the small world. So now Meng Yuan is sitting leisurely on the ground chatting with Ke'er, and the surrounding area is a soul storm visible to the naked eye~ This scene, how weird and weird it is, it should obviously be a very solemn scene. But he was stunned to let Meng Yuan's ruffian look be destroyed cleanly~~

"It's been ten hours~~Ke'er~ How long do you think it's going to take?"

Keer said: "I don't know~ I'm in charge of technology~~ Magic is not within the scope of my business~"

"Ke'er~ Do you think it's because I stole the books of their holy land, so I attracted this soul storm to me?"

Ke'er said: "It's very likely. When you took the sheep in your hand, you may have led a superb sheep, but I don't know if the book is the key prop of the sacrifice, and it is not necessarily an artifact~~"

Meng Yuan looked up helplessly at the bright sky, as well as the still violent soul storm around him~~

"That~I'll sleep first~ Wake me up after the soul storm passes~~"

Then, in the midst of this beautiful and sacred soul storm, Meng Yuan lay down in the middle and began to fall asleep.

In fact, Meng Yuan can't be blamed for being lazy, because the soul impact at the beginning almost blew him up, so it's normal to use sleep to repair it now, in addition, Meng Yuan has been sitting here for a day, and he doesn't know when this storm will stop, so what can he do if he doesn't sleep? Pulling the little cheap and Keer to fight the landlord?

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Three days is not a long time, but it is not a short time, and in these three days, the pattern of the world has changed dramatically again. First of all, the redeemers, the loss in this battle is called a miserable, and even many smaller forces have been directly destroyed, even the big forces are also heavy losses, so the redeemers are lurking again and entering the stage of recuperation.

The mages seemed to have disappeared, and there were no more mages to be seen, except for the lonely castle.

At this time, Fatil was roaring wildly. (To be continued.) )