Yet the world has never believed in ifs, just as Moscow has never believed in tears. Accidents, as if they were destined in the dark, befell Yinchen's head.

Just when the negative power of the Remnant Soul Sutra swelled to its maximum and began to gradually eat away at Silver Dust's mind, it would only take another two or three seconds to pollute his soul into a pitch-black mass. Silver Dust really couldn't stand the bad ** of destroying things in his heart, and he couldn't bear the curiosity about the fresh skill of [hacking], so he finally sat up from the bed, planning to try it again no matter what.

"Just once!" he tried to bind his conscience as he opened the door to the bones and pulled out a random soul from it.

He began to use the light film method to try to "hack" this soul, but there was no chance of success, because once the golden light touched the undead, the undead would dissipate directly - the magic power of the holy light of silver dust was upgraded by the analytical power of quantum magic, and almost any undead could not withstand it.

After three trials in a row, three souls were lost, and there was no progress, no matter what light signal, no matter how faint the light was, as long as it fell on the remnant soul, the remnant soul would dissipate directly.

"Failed. Yinchen stopped, feeling as if he was relieved, but a ** that wanted to destroy was still blocked in his heart and couldn't get out.

Yinchen then opened the light curtain, looked for the article (which seemed to have no title), started from the beginning, and read it carefully. This time he read very slowly, reading, thinking, and calculating.

"It seems that the [dark] signal is also okay?" Silver Dust read back to the place where he had left off, a huge darkness rolling in his silver pupils, the negative effects of the Remnant Soul Sutra were slightly blocked by his actions just now and delayed for a few minutes, and now they came up again, trying to engulf his soul.

The "Remnant Soul Sutra" began to affect him, making him involuntarily think of the "Remnant Soul Sutra" , Thinking of every step of killing and refining souls, generally speaking, cultivators at this time will feel a floating feeling of physical and mental pleasure, feel that every step of killing and refining souls is so charming, and feel that not every piece of soul power that has been torn off is so sweet and delicious, so that they can't resist the temptation of this evil technique, as if they are addicted to drugs, they want to kill, but the problem is that Yinchen is not an ordinary cultivator, his state of mind is affected by the ancient culture of Evil Luo Hai City, and has become as stable as the Dao heart, and he can almost completely prevent the full attack of a second-level demon master of the spirit system, so he is receivingWhen the "Remnant Soul Sutra" was affected, he was still able to think calmly and even coldly about every aspect of [Hacking]. The soul erosion of the "Remnant Soul Sutra" just reminded him of the content of the "Remnant Soul Sutra".

"That's right, "Remnant Soul Sutra"!" Yinchen suddenly shouted, in his mind, the content of the supreme meaning of "Remnant Soul Sutra" and the relevant knowledge of undead magic, as well as the content of the article in front of him, began to compare with each other, the process was like a detective comparing the appearance of the suspect, the same place, the same place, the place of connection, it was extremely obvious in his mind, and a paragraph of text description began to be parsed into a parameter, filled in one by one formula, the formula became a system of equations, and then used the "Theory of Dark Energy" The mathematical model described in analyzes and finally comes up with a complex solution set, which is the "source code set" of the spell, as long as it is mapped to the corresponding spell.

The results came out quickly, and Silver Dust wrote down the freshly baked spell and wrote it on the back of the "Remnant Soul Sutra" with dark magic, and then took out three souls from the Gate of Dead Bones, which was like taking out three frozen roasted sausages from the refrigerator.

And when he began to crack the first soul according to the technique introduced in the light curtain, trouble arose.

The spell should have worked, because the spirit began to struggle violently, a thin dark silk thread connected the soul's head with the fingers of the silver dust, and a little black aura began to infect the soul, but that efficiency ......

Silver Dust clearly sensed the rate at which the spell was taking effect, the least effective magic he had ever seen in his life, more than the legendary petrified curse that took three years for a spell to take effect.

He didn't even know if he would live to the point where he was completely hacked into this soul.

Disappointment overwhelmed him like a tidal wave. The negative effects of the Remnant Soul Sutra were once again thwarted by this frustration. Yinchen flattened his mouth self-deprecatingly: "Ha! It's been a long time, and the so-called 'hacking' is just the fantasy of Kanonicle's crazy people, and it's the same as the urban planning accurate to 0.28 mm...... But why do they have to write these ...... in the words of the city of Evil Luohai?"

Yinchen put down the "Remnant Soul Sutra" with the calculation results written on the back, and prepared to carry out a magic shock, shatter the spell bits that had just been established, and recover the soul origin paid for it, the soul origin of each mage is limited, although it will increase with the increase of cultivation, but at any time, the mage is not willing to waste his soul source, he would rather spend a lot of money to enchant the magic that he does not use into the consumable weapons and props, rather than waste the spell bit.

Silver Dust carefully reminisced about the generation process of this spell bit, and was ready to completely destroy the results of his hard work for more than ten minutes, this is not an easy decision, because after each spell bit is formed, the magician will have a feeling of attachment to this spell, which is the most incomprehensible strange instinct of the magicians, known as the "spirit rhino", the feeling of destroying the spell bit, in fact, is not much better than killing a person you love with your own hands.

Silver Dust finally revisited all the processes of the spell slot, recalling every formula and every parameter, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to make up his mind to do so, although the spell slot could never be rebuilt once destroyed, but a useless spell slot wasted his soul origin in vain, which was extremely difficult to replenish.

After a little hesitation, a reminiscence, and a delay, Yinchen found that he couldn't make up his mind at all, because he found that there was a parameter in the equation system he had just built that could be changed.

Parameters: Number of souls, Value: 1

This is very easy to understand, Silver Dust is a person, of course, there is only one soul, and this magic temporarily named [Hacking] requires the power of the soul to complete some complex work, a bit like necromancy.

"Wait, a soul?" In Yinchen's mind, he recalled the content of the Remnant Soul Sutra again, and at this time he had already found himself thinking about the Remnant Soul Sutra uncontrollably, but at this time, he didn't have the time to pay attention to this abnormal situation.

"The supreme meaning of the Remnant Soul Sutra, the remnant soul echoes, it seems to have mentioned that it can connect the soul in the refining vessel with his own soul......" Silver Dust opened the Remnant Soul Sutra again to find the last few paragraphs, and then, his pupils radiated endless light.

He casually took out the 35 plum blossom darts that he had refined at the earliest, and prepared to refine this set of secret weapons again. Originally, 36 darts were missing one and did not form a routine, making the power much less than before, and the flexibility did not know why it became very poor. Now that it's taken out, it's a waste use, right?

Silver Dust took out one of the 35 plum blossom darts and burned it with a red flame in his hand, turning it into a ball of molten metal floating in the air, and then turned into a little blizzard to lower the temperature of the molten metal, and then used his powerful telekinesis to pull the molten metal into a thin iron plate, and finally used extremely cold ice magic to cool and set the shape.

The gate of the dead bones opened up behind him, and the four thousand remnant souls were gathered into a thick turbulent stream by him with the "Remnant Soul Sutra", and without hesitation, according to the shape of the spell position in the sea of qi, it was twisted into a brand-new, completely unknown enchantment pattern, and engraved on the metal plate.

At the moment when the metal plate let out a death scream and was about to complete the refining, the metal plate wrapped in ice actually had a tendency to melt again, and black flames rushed out from the edge of the metal plate, and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped, forcing Silver Dust to use light magic to warm his body, but under the ablation of the black flames, it was actually like being baked by a violent high temperature, breaking and curling.