Chapter 83: The Breath of God

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Then, there was one less companion in the Transmission Stone who never replied.

And the surviving strong man still can't see or move.

Only the fear in my heart is slowly accumulating.

Perhaps, the next one to scream is himself, and then - there will be no more.

The entire "fog and fire" array was shrouded in an extremely oppressive and terrifying atmosphere.

Death is foreseeable and inevitable, but it is still difficult to accept.

A powerhouse of the Gray Lake Realm fell into this state of despair and waiting for death at this time.

Suddenly, a huge cold black scythe landed on his neck.

"Is death finally coming? It's better than waiting to die in fear...... It's just that I'm still unwilling......"

The powerhouse of the Gray Lake Realm did not resist, and in fact, he couldn't resist in such a miserable state as he was now.

"Do you want to die or live?" At this moment, a cold word rang out.

"I ...... Can you still live?" the Gray Sea powerhouse had no trace of a strong man's demeanor at this time, and asked with a slight trembling.

"Be my puppet and you can live. "In the endless gloom, only a huge black scythe could be seen, and even the sound could not be discerned from nowhere.

But this voice was deeply imprinted on the heart of the Gray Sea powerhouse like a demon.

If you want to live, you must recognize this demon as the master. Otherwise, you can only die.

For the vast majority of Grey Souls, this is not a difficult choice.

After a while, the Gray Sea powerhouse felt that the restraints on his body were gone, and his body had completely regained its freedom, and even the extremely thick gray mist around him disappeared.

What appeared in front of me was a handsome face that was too young.

"The hosts. Without the slightest hesitation, the Gray Sea powerhouse knelt down on one knee and said respectfully.

"Hmm. Xintian stood quietly in front of the Gray Sea powerhouse and replied slightly.

At this time, Xintian was carefully feeling the soul light that had been imprinted on the soul tree of the Gray Sea powerhouse.

To be exact, it was the magical soul-locking array on this soul light spot.

The soul light point was already infinitely small, but the soul locking array on this infinitely small was still so complicated that it was impossible to add, and this complexity was not until it was transmitted to the other party's soul tree with the imprint of the soul light point, and Xin Tian was able to get a glimpse of the whole picture.

At this time, the soul locking array that had been completely imprinted on the opponent's soul tree was like an extremely exquisite pattern imprinted on the entire soul tree, and every extremely small part was engraved with a complex pattern full of charm, it was really unimaginable, such a huge and complicated array, how could Zhuo Qingfan engrave it on Xintian's tiny soul light point that could no longer be decomposed.

With the slight movement of Xintian's mind, this extremely beautiful array completely disappeared into the soul tree of the Gray Lake powerhouse, and it was never to be found again.

"After all, he is a powerhouse in the Gray Lake Realm, and his net worth is really extraordinary. Only one main weapon was left for this soul slave, and the rest of the treasures were "confiscated" by Xintian.

Compared with ordinary Gray Sea Realm powerhouses, this soul slave's family background is undoubtedly much richer, there are nearly 200 ground-level gray artifacts alone, and there are nearly 1,000 thumb-sized bar-shaped gray crystals, and other storage rings such as various pills and common materials in the gray realm are piled up one by one.

After collecting all these harvests and soul slaves into the Colorful Exquisite Tower, Xintian was in high spirits and began to look for the next prey.

An hour later, there were only about 10 "survivors" left in the "Fog and Fire" array where there were originally three or four hundred gray souls.

And Xintian's soul slaves at this time have increased to 21, of which 20 are in the Gray Lake Realm, and only one is in the Gray Sea Realm.

Generally, being able to generate a soul tree in the Gray Lake Realm is already a person with excellent talent, and a gray soul that can generate a soul tree in the Gray Sea Realm is definitely a rare genius.

Of course, in the process of harvesting soul slaves and harvesting lives, Xintian's pockets are also constantly plump.

The prefecture-level ash has accumulated more than 17,000 pieces, and the number of ash below the prefecture level is as many as 600,000 pieces.

Compared to the Gray Soul Essence, the gray energy contained in the gray crystal bar is incomprehensible, which can also be clearly seen from the exchange unit between the gray crystal bar and the survival point.

A gray soul essence is equivalent to a survival point, and a survival point of about 5 million is equivalent to the value of a gray crystal bar, and compared with the survival point, the gray crystal bar has a wider range of use and more abundant uses.

In addition to serving as a currency, the Gray Crystal Bar is also extremely versatile, the simplest being as an energy source and cultivation resource.

Therefore, in the infinite and vast gray world, the gray crystal bar is the most practical thing.

And such gray crystal strips such as Xintian have received nearly 100,000 or so.

"There are still the last 10 hard bones left," Xintian looked ahead with great ambition, "Hehe, these 10 hard bones may also be the biggest gain today." ā€

The "fog and fire" that cannot be seen and moved in the eyes of others, but for Xintian, the master of the big array, there is naturally no obstacle in the slightest, but even so, there are still a few tricky guys that are difficult to solve.

Among the remaining 10 gray souls, except for the three big fish Xintian, Long Shao, Long Ergongzi, and Wen Zhizhang, who have not moved, the remaining seven have all fought with Xintian, and those seven gray souls are all powerhouses of the Gray Tai Realm without exception.

What made Xintian extremely frustrated was that even if he had taken advantage of the geographical advantage, Xintian still had no way to deal with these Gray Realm powerhouses in a long time.

The three realms of ground ash, the ash sea, the ash lake, and the ash platform, are really one step at a time, and the difference in strength between them is really too big.

However, once they succeeded, the gains that these soul slaves brought to Xintian were far from being comparable to those relatively low-level soul slaves before.

In a corner on the opposite edge of "Fog and Fire", a young Gray Terrace Realm powerhouse with an extremely cold face was cultivating with his eyes closed.

The difference between the strong and the weak is definitely not only the difference in qualifications, but also the fact that diligence and mood are more important than qualifications.

Like this powerhouse of the Gray Plateau Realm, even if he is in such a dangerous situation, he is still grasping every moment and cultivating diligently, if he does not encounter an insurmountable crisis, it is difficult for such a gray soul to remain strong.

"Huh?" At this time, the cold man suddenly opened his closed eyes, shot at a place that he couldn't see at all, and said coldly, "What are you still doing here? If you have the ability, kill me, you want me to be your soul slave, don't dream!"

Xintian put away the black scythe in his hand, feeling extremely unhappy.

This is already the seventh time, every time he approaches this cold man, he will be keenly perceived, and then a layer of extremely hardened transparent light shell will appear on this gray platform realm powerhouse, no matter how Xintian attacks, it will have no effect.

It seems that this transparent light shell is also an extraordinary treasure.

"Hehe, sir, I don't want to kill you, such a good thug," Xintian muttered in his heart, "It seems that I have to resort to one last resort!"

As time passed, the huge "Gray Crystal Basin" at the core of the Great Array had shrunk, and Xintian didn't want to waste time. The more time is wasted, the more Sintian's wealth shrinks.

The only way to do this is to come up with the ultimate means.

The cold man was trying his best to guard against Xintian's sneak attack, and suddenly, a kind of coercion that could not be resisted came unexpectedly.

The cold man's whole body was instantly soaked in cold sweat of fear.

This momentum ......

The cold man's heart trembled, and a great fear rose from his heart uncontrollably.

Even with the knife on his neck, the cold man had never felt such a panic.

It is as if a rabbit is pressed under the feet of a lion, more like an ant meeting a god, and the huge gap between the levels of life is not something that can be resisted by the will at all.

"Give in...... Ant ......"

In the endless coercion, a slightly obscene voice sounded, constantly torturing the bottom line of the cold man's will.

"Give in...... Be my soul slave...... That's your chance......"

"Although you are a soul slave, the soul slave of God is a god slave......

"As a god slave, you will enjoy supreme glory and endless development potential......"

The cold man's waist has been suppressed by this coercion and cannot be lifted, the green tendons on his head have come out, and the cold sweat of the bean has been dripping frequently.

Also, the voice that seemed to be chanting all the time also caused great confusion to the cold man.

Yes, although I want to be a soul slave, that master is--God! The master of the living world, who is even a handful of legends, God!

Even if it is a divine slave, it is not something that can be done if you want to, even if it is an outstanding heavenly soul, or even a gray immortal, it may not be qualified to serve the gray god!

However, how can this voice sound so young! Young people are not afraid, how can they sound a little obscene? Such a god...... Nothing bad will happen to me after I become a soul slave.

The "young and obscene" voice in the ears of this cold man was naturally emitted by Xintian, and this coercion that Pei Mo could resist was naturally the "breath of God" that Zhuo Qingfan helped Xintian capture.

Xintian only released a very small trace of this "divine breath", and the cold man who was originally stubborn to "rather die than give in" was immediately shaken, and was almost instantly oppressed to the limit of his will.

Feeling that this cold man could still grit his teeth for a while, Xintian couldn't help but feel a little "admired" - "Since you can carry it so well, let's add some more ingredients to you!"

Thinking of this, Xintian's heart moved slightly, and a trace of "divine breath" was revealed, which was silently superimposed on the cold man's body.

was already gritting his teeth, almost reaching the limit of his own will to resist, and the extra "breath of God" was like the last straw that overwhelmed the camel, and all the hearts of the cold man were instantly shattered, and it was difficult to support it anymore.

"Open your Soul Tree, and I now give you a sign of God. Feeling the collapse of the cold man, Xintian breathed a sigh of relief.

There was no suspense about what happened next, and Xintian's soul light point was finally smoothly imprinted on the cold man's soul tree.

Immediately afterwards, Xintian knew the identity of the man - "Shadow Kill".