Watching the evil-eyed Valkyrie Sears fall to the ground with a bang, pieces of blood-colored armor also turned into a little starlight and dissipated into the air. Xiao Yu's hanging heart finally sank.

"Boy, let's go, go back to the Ancestral Dragon Cave, I have something to tell you. "I don't have any heart to care about this mortal enemy anymore, the old dragon Ao Shuang said slowly in a low voice, with a little tiredness in his tone.

"Well, it's all up to the old-timers. ”

Then, Xiao Yu was about to turn around and walk towards the passage of the cave.

However, just when he wanted to take another look at this martial god powerhouse that he had killed with his own hands, a strange feeling appeared on his body.

Of course, Ao Shuang, who was also in Xiao Yu's body, also felt this strangeness, but he didn't know what was going on, but Xiao Yu, who was the person concerned, knew it clearly.

I saw that Sears, who had already fallen to the ground and was shriveled and unshaped, suddenly appeared wisps of blood-red mist from his two sunken eye sockets, and in an instant, the entire cave was filled.

"Well? Soul dust?" As soon as Ao Shuang saw this scene, he guessed what this fog was.

In fact, when he reached the realm of the martial god, he had already come into contact with the law of changing his life against the sky and violating the way of heaven, which also led to the fact that as long as the martial god-level powerhouse died, the soul could not re-enter reincarnation, and would only turn into dust in the sky and scatter in nature. This is also the main reason why people who are martial gods fight for the essence of the gods even if they fight for their lives.

And these are also the memories that Ao Shuang only remembered after witnessing the dust of his soul.

"But... I can clearly feel this kid absorbing ... Yes, in absorbing the soul dust of Sears!" Thinking of this, the old dragon was taken aback by his own idea, after all, a small cultivator at the level of a martial artist dared to absorb the soul of the martial god, although the martial god Sears had already reached the point where the lamp ran out, but the strength of the soul did not change because of the amount of his own aura, that is to say, the soul of Sears could really be worthy of the title of martial god.

However, Xiao Yu, a hairy boy, kept devouring the soul of the martial god level all the time, how could he not be surprised, after all, if the weak devour the strong, a soul that is not good will be strangled.

"What are you doing, boy? Thinking of the most dangerous situation, the old dragon also had to roar, wanting to wake up Xiao Yu and make him break this greedy thought.

However, at this moment, Xiao Yu didn't seem to hear anything, and he was still stunned in place, turning his head to stare at Sears's corpse, with a faint light in his eyes.

"Boy, are you deaf! This is the soul of the martial god, aren't you afraid of dying! Stop!" At this moment, the old dragon Ao Shuang was also anxious, and he couldn't stop shouting, but he still couldn't get a trace of Xiao Yu's response.

"Then don't blame me for being sorry for you!" After that, Ao Shuang, who lived in Xiao Yu's body, the entire soul body trembled violently, and countless soul threads stretched towards Xiao Yu's limbs and hundreds of remains, wanting to seize control of this body again.

It's a pity that the method of seizing the body that could have been completed in an instant has encountered an insurmountable barrier, Ao Shuang only feels that his soul is being trapped in an invisible cage at this moment, no matter how hard he tries to rush left and right, but he still can't ask for the restraint of the cage.

"What the hell is this! What the hell is this kid secreting!" Ao Shuang shouted anxiously, as if he was playing a one-man show, and no one responded or responded.

However, just as he was pounding the cage over and over again, a dreamlike voice suddenly sounded in his heart.

"Dragon junior, don't meddle!"

Immediately afterwards, the overwhelming soul coercion directly wrapped Ao Shuang in place, and the feeling of tightness coming from all directions also made this old dragon with the soul of a martial god feel unable to resist.

"Could it be ... Don't... You are ... Although Ao Shuang couldn't move, a sense of familiarity came from this heavenly pressure, and it also reminded him of the big man in the dragon clan from generation to generation.

"Are you ... Master?" Although the old dragon couldn't believe it, he still shouted out the call from the depths of his soul, the inscription that the dragon clan has passed down for generations.

“。。。 ”

Ao Shuang knelt on the ground with his head down, calling out over and over again, but he didn't get even a single response, the only thing that changed was the heavy coercion around him, which had quietly dispersed the moment he shouted "master", and even the impregnable soul cage disappeared without a trace at this moment.

"Is it really the master? the master is not dead, but ... but it took root in the depths of this boy's soul ... ”

Ao Shuang was like a dream at this time, repeating to himself over and over again, there was surprise and hope in his eyes, and more regret.

I regret that I have run out of oil and cannot escort my master. I also regret that I was born at the wrong time and couldn't accompany my master all the way to growth. With infinite loyalty, he intends to leave as many resources as possible for this kid possessed by his master, so that he can stand proudly at the top of the Radiant Cloud Realm sooner.

The soul dust in the sky is still drifting, this is the complete soul energy of a martial god powerhouse, and it is incomparable to the remnant soul of the demon god in the tomb of Emperor Wu of Jinjing.

Although in terms of level, the demon god Fan Xuecheng doesn't know how many grades higher than Sears, but how can the remnant soul be compared to the complete soul.

Time passed little by little, and Ao Shuang did not continue to call, but obediently waited to the side, waiting for Xiao Yu to completely absorb the soul dust.

However, unlike the silence of the old dragon, at this time, Xiao Yu's soul was screaming hysterically in his own sea of consciousness.

"Italian cannon, can you give me some leftovers! At least leave some for my master. ”

However, the Ferrari logo above the sea did not pay attention to Xiao Yu's clamour, and still went his own way, not even a trace of soul energy overflowed.

"You're a fucking robber! Master, I didn't leave any hair behind, and I was all eaten by you bastard!"

"You're still not finished! don't stop, master, I'll fight with you!"

"Damn, if you get out, it's a big deal to die, and I can't let you take advantage of it in vain!"

After that, Xiao Yu was about to raise his hands to attack his soul body, and this move did make the Ferrari logo in the sky tremble violently, and then stopped the crazy devouring of soul dust.

However, at this time, the blood-colored mist that permeated the cave had already become nothing, and what was really left for Xiao Yu could only be counted as one in ten thousand.

"Hey... Master, I can only leave so much for your old man... ”

Xiao Yu sighed, looking at the body of the night old soul sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, and the soul sealing needle inserted in his soul gate, his eyes showed a trace of guilt.