On the small platform, there are no flowers or plants, and it looks extremely desolate.

The room Sean had chosen was equally dilapidated, but he didn't mind the conditions of the outside world. Because all his attention was focused on the soulless ghost body in front of him.

The pale, almost transparent color is the only external impression of this apparitional body.

For ghosts, once they lose their soul support, then this ghost body will completely dissipate, and it will no longer be possible to exist in the universe.

But at this moment, although the ghost body in front of Sean seems to be extremely weak, the energy contained in it is Sean's unique soft power domain.

After absorbing the energy of the flexible power realm, this ghost body was actually preserved.

At this moment, Sean sat peacefully in this dilapidated room, he thought quietly, an unusually bold idea slowly formed in his heart, this idea is very dangerous, but if it can be successful, it will have great unimaginable benefits for him.

Gently patting his cheek, Sean's sudden face had become hot unconsciously, which showed that he was already moved, and it was completely tempted.

With a light sigh, Sean closed his eyes slightly, and a series of mysterious spells quickly flashed in his mind.

Even his hands slid gently across his chest, and after the spell in his mouth, a strange energy floated in front of Sean.

With Sean's strength at the moment, when releasing magic, it can't be released instantly, and it also requires the cooperation of spells and gestures, so the difficulty of this magic can be imagined.

Truly. If it is only in terms of the degree of energy consumption. Sean's magic at the moment was actually more than the earth-shattering blow he had when he faced Materazzo.

Slowly. A silky black energy body slowly took shape in front of Sean's eyes. Sean had a hint of surprise in his eyes. That's \ joy from the heart.

This thing is for him. It's just too important. It's almost on par with No. 1 and Nameless.

However. Just as the energy was about to be completed, it exploded with a thud.

Sean's face turned pale. But it's okay. He didn't suffer much damage. Take a little rest. Immediately it became lively again.

Slowly. He let out a long breath. Sean asked, "One." Why did it fail? Haven't we fully simulated the movements and energy mobilization of the Baysdi? ”

"Sorry, dear host. One's voice came slowly: "There are no mistakes in our movements, but in order to carry out soul splitting, we must have strong control power. And you may have been overlooked, we only failed the first time, and Bais succeeded only once by chance after a thousand attempts. ”

The corners of Sean's mouth twitched slightly, he blinked his eyes twice, and No. 1 actually learned to plead, which is really a big improvement.

There was a warm smile in his heart, but he snorted coldly, no matter what, our failure rate is 100 percent, and the success rate of Baris is 1 in 1,000. ”

No. 1's voice was suddenly stunned, but in an instant, No. 1's voice immediately rang out: "Master, is there a way to calculate the success rate like this?"

"Of course. Sean kept a straight face, but he was already smiling in his heart, and the shadow of the failure of the right talent was finally completely abandoned by him, and he would never leave any shadow in his heart again.

"Master, I have a way for you to be able to split a trace of your soul 100 percent. No. 1 said like a bull.

Sean's smile suddenly fell, and he asked solemnly, "What method." ”

"100 percent integrated. ”

Sean thought about it for a moment and we'll do it again. ”

No. 1 seemed to be calculating something, and only after half a sound did he say: "Master, although the strength of the split soul is not even one percent of the strength of your overall soul, but splitting it twice at one time is already the limit." Failure to do so will cause unnecessary damage to your overall soul. ”

Sean knew in his heart that after this attempt, whether it was successful or not, I would not try again. ”

One said satisfied, "Great, I suggest that if you can make a similar attempt in two months, it shouldn't be much of a problem." ”

Sean nodded and said with a wry smile: "The technique of divine mind manipulation is also a little too difficult, if it weren't for Bays, there really wouldn't be anyone who could easily master it." ”

From Baez's completely open memory, Sean not only knew the location of the god's tomb, but also learned the steps of how to practice the secret art of divine mind manipulation.

This kind of secret art seems to be very simple, as if when you were in the legendary realm, you made yourself a doppelganger that only gods can have.

However, the reason why Divine Mind Manipulation is called a secret technique is because this kind of secret art is indeed unique.

Those possessed by this secret art, whether they are undead creatures or ordinary creatures, will completely form an unbreakable whole with the main body.

And once possessed, this possession will have wisdom and experience that is not inferior to the subject, and the two sides can almost be said to be one and symbiotic.

In other words, even the relationship between the main body of the deity and the doppelganger is nothing more than that.

There is only one fundamental reason why it can cause such a huge effect, that is, it is not a divine thought that controls the possession, but the soul, a soul that splits from the main body and is almost the size of half of the subject's soul to control the possession.

For ordinary people, the soul is such an important thing, let alone half of it, even if it is missing, it will cause an unpredictable end.

Therefore, although this kind of secret art has great power, it does not have much future in actual operation.

However, when this spell fell into the hands of Bais, it was just in time for the fulfillment of the powerful undead emperor.

In the millennium that had been granted this secret technique, Bais had spent millennia, trying to split souls every few months.

The soul he had split was not the size of a yarn, but half of his soul.

The things obtained from the Tomb of the Gods** are the most difficult things in the world to cultivate.

Every time Bais splits his soul, it will bring him some pain, even if he has the talent of soul regeneration, he can't easily accomplish this thing that only gods can do.

So for more than a thousand years, all his divisions ended in failure. Without the precision of the No. 1, even Bais would not be able to grasp a higher level of power.

However, Baez's shit luck is clearly very good, and he managed to condense half of his soul in a habitual split a few years ago.

After months of cultivation, the subject's soul had fully recovered, so he wanted to find a compatible host for the second soul.

However, as an emperor-level soul, he disdains to parasitize ordinary people or even nine-star undead.

And at this time, it happened that Sean and the Black Dragon King attacked the platform, the Black Dragon

The powerful power that appeared made Baez very satisfied, so he came out with a series of events that followed.

The spiritual consciousness is highly concentrated, and the first one is also high, and when the operation between the two reaches the perfect same frequency, it once again forms a 100% fit and enters the realm of time standstill.

Everything in front of him seemed to have changed subtly, and a thin black line quickly appeared on Sean's flat palm.

This time, the process of the black line appearing is quite stable, and there is no obstacle at all.

The problem that has plagued Bais for thousands of years, in this realm, under the joint efforts of One and Sean, it seems to have become a smooth road, and there is no difficulty at all.

After a while, the black line gradually became clearer from faint to thick.

The whole process was completely over in less than five seconds, and it seemed that Sean had already had a thousand times the experience of manipulation, and there was no waste at all.

In fact, in this kind of space, after he and No. 1 joined forces, he seemed to have a sense of omnipotence. Even Godhead can make it, let alone anything else.

When the black line was fully formed, Sean suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his mental consciousness and No. 1 were also separated in an instant, and at the same time he felt a strong sense of exhaustion counterattack.

However, compared to before, this little bit of fatigue is nothing at all, and as long as you take a little rest, you can fully recover. This is what makes Sean sigh and delight the most, as his strength continues to increase, the time that can stay still in time is also extended, and when he comes out, he doesn't have to be as before, the magic, energy, and physical strength are consumed cleanly, and even the potential and vitality are lost.

Still with his eyes closed, after half a ring, Sean got rid of that strong sense of exhaustion, and the legendary-level strong physique played a great role at this moment. ‘

Glancing at the black line in his hand, Sean's heart was a little excited.

Under his control, the black thread representing the soul slowly entered the pale ghost body.

This ghost body has become as lifeless as a real dead corpse due to the loss of its soul, and if it weren't for the support of Sean's soft power domain, it would have dissipated at this moment.

When Sean's thin thread of soul, which seemed to dissipate at any time, entered the ghost body, this ghost body seemed to have a little more vitality.

It's just that because Sean has too few souls split, he can't control the ghost body yet.

Sean carefully sensed the fit between the soul thread and the ghost body, and after a long time, he nodded slightly with satisfaction.

There is no fierce confrontation between the two, this ghost body that has lost its soul does not seem to exclude other souls from entering it, this may be the instinct of the ghost body, even if it loses its soul, it doesn't want to dissipate.

With a flip of his wrist, Sean already had an extra crystal clear chip in his hand, which was naturally the fragment of the godhead.

After a stroke on it, he took out half of the weight, and slowly sent the soul fragment into the ghost body.

When the fragments of Godhead and the thin thread of the soul met in the ghost body, they suddenly burned like that **.

They quickly blended together, and although the soul thread was weak, it was actually insignificant compared to the content in the fragments of Godhead. However, the fragments of Godhead do not have autonomous consciousness, so after the fusion of the two, it is the soul thread that plays a leading role.

A trace of cold sweat oozed from Sean's head, he carefully observed everything that was born here, and at this most critical time, even his concentration was inevitably a little uneasy.

A large number of fields of flexible power entered the ghost body, providing a steady stream of energy for the ghost body.

This energy is so powerful that even when Bais himself was alive, he had never enjoyed it.

However, Sean's energy input was unusually careful, and his flexible power field was not intended to change and destroy the ghost body, but as a kind of nourishment, allowing the ghost body to instinctively convert the soft power field into its own energy.

Slowly, the ghost body also began to heat up, and the abundant energy stimulated the instinct of the ghost body, and the power assimilated by the ghost body slowly wrapped the soul threads and godhead fragments layer by layer.

Fortunately, these different energies all come from the same ontology, and if it weren't for this, they would have already begun to repel each other, and where could they still live in harmony like this.

In the energy wrapping of the ghost body, there was a strange change.

The thread of the soul was originally fused with the fragments of the Godhead, achieving a complementary effect. However, the energy of the ghost body has a special effect, and this effect is more obvious to the soul thread.

It didn't take long for the power of the Soul Thread to begin to grow, absorbing the power of the ghostly body and assimilating and devouring the fragments of the Godhead that fused with it.

This is an anomaly, an absolute aberration, every time the thread of the soul swallows up a little fragment of the godhead, it will grow by one point in itself, and the number of souls will increase by one point. As the fragments of the Godhead continue to shrink, the thread of the soul becomes larger and larger.

I don't know how much time has passed, but Sean finally woke up from this state of concentration.

He let out a long sigh of relief, and there was excitement on his face that could not be concealed.

Reaching out and gently touching the ghost body, there was already a black mass in his hand, and Sean did not hesitate to suck this thing into his own brain.

After a moment, Sean's brow furrowed, as if he was enduring an intense pain. However, the process was not too long, and after a few minutes, Sean's eyebrows were relaxed, and by the time he opened his eyes, he had reached a state of complete energy.

Silently touched, Sean clenched his fists, and he really couldn't describe his mood at the moment.

His soul was completely replenished, and there was no more flaw.

When he re-entered into a soul exchange contract with the Black Dragon King, he and the Black Dragon King almost both gave a quarter of their souls. It was a double-edged sword, and it hung above the heads of Sean and the Black Dragon King.

This double-edged sword is a guarantee, so that the two of them cannot frame and calculate each other, to a certain extent, the two of them have become grasshoppers in a line, and no one can escape.

However, on the other hand, it is also an extremely dangerous contract, and if one of them dies, the impact on the other is too great. After missing a quarter of the soul, even if it is a strong level like Sean and the Black Dragon King, it is unlikely that anything good will end.

But at this moment, Sean has solved this shortcoming, and he has completely made up for a quarter of his soul.

From now on, he no longer had to bear the threat of this double-edged sword.

Even if the Black Dragon King fell at this moment, at most, the fourth soul in the Black Dragon King's body would dissipate, and it would not have any effect on Sean.

Of course, if Sean dies suddenly, then the unlucky old dragon will suffer the most severe punishment.

Carefully put the ghost body that lost its soul again into the frozen space, but this

The ghost body is doing much better. At least, its color is no longer )) but a healthy color full of power.

Sean's soft power realm has completely fed the ghost body, and in a short period of time, there will be no danger of the ghost body dissipating at all.

The soul is actually as weak as ordinary humans.

If it's just a little loss, then it's like slashing a knife on a human body, bleeding a little, or even cutting off a piece of flesh on the arm.

Although there will be intense pain, after recuperation, the flesh will slowly recover under the metabolism.

Of course, the flesh that has left the main body will remain active for a short time, but after a period of time, this activity will be completely eliminated. This process is irreversible, not even the gods.

However, if the soul splits out from the main soul is not a small amount, but equivalent to half of the total amount, then this soul will form a completely independent individual.

There is a close and inseparable connection between such an individual and the subject, which can be said to be divided into two and two into one.

The doppelgangers below the realm of the gods appear in this way.

It's just that in the history of mankind, there are very few people who can really master this method of splitting divine thoughts, and they can even compete with the possession and number of the four supreme realms.

This is not only because of the difficulty of the soul at the time of splitting, the success rate of that kind of division is so low that it is pointed out, and if the division is not successful, then there will be great damage to the body, and even a lifetime of damage to the body. It is estimated that except for a perverted guy like Bayis who can automatically increase his soul, there is no second person who will have the experience of splitting thousands of times.

After the successful split, it is also a problem that cannot be ignored to find a suitable attachment. If there is no higher level of attachment that is comparable to the strength of the ontology, then I am afraid that no one is willing to spend such a big price to attach.

Of course, the main thing is that once the souls are separated and the attachment is successful, then the two \ will be a pattern of both prosperity and loss. After doubling their strength, if one of them dies, the other will surely be martyred.

Even if you are lucky enough to survive, if you lose half of your soul, you will become a fool without any sanity.

But now that all the problems have been solved, from now on, he will no longer be fettered by this aspect, and a big stone in his heart has been completely let go.

With a slight sway, Sean had already left the place, his body was as fast as lightning and seemed to fly aimlessly between countless platforms, but in fact, Sean's movements were quite regular in following the guidance of No. 1.

There is no end to the entire pseudo-god cemetery, and no one knows how many pseudo-god tombs there are**.

However, the Pseudo-God Graveyard is not static, and some of the platforms are incomparably powerful, even if they are much larger than the platform of the Ghost Emperor Bais, as long as you get a little closer, you can sense the evil aura that seems to be rising to the sky.

And the vast majority of platforms are small, either about to fall into disarray, or the number of undead creatures in them is small, and the level is not high, so there is not much prospect for development.

After all, not every false god can smoothly transform into an undead creature after death. At least two-thirds of the undead kings on the platform were not transformed from false gods.

Now, One is grading the platform that Sean has his sights on.

Suddenly, Sean's figure rushed diagonally out of mid-air, just into a small platform.

The powerful impact sound suddenly spread throughout the platform, and the next moment, hundreds of undead creatures poured out of the platform, Sean's eyes glanced at it, and he sighed in his heart, the quality of the undead creatures here is far from the undead in Bays, it is simply not a grade.

In the territory of Bays, in addition to the emperor-level undead creatures, there are at least more than a hundred seventh-level undead, and even the lowest-level undead have more than four-level undead.

However, the highest level of undead on this platform is only level eight, and among the hundreds of minions of the undead, there are only three level seven undead.

Sean snorted coldly, and the momentum on his body suddenly dispersed, and under the transformation of the camouflage ring, a large amount of aura turned into undead breath.

However, the transformation strength of the camouflage ring is not large, and when it reaches the realm of the ninth-level undead king, it is already the extreme.

But the aura of the ninth-level undead is enough to crush all the undead here.

Feeling the powerful aura of the upper position, all the undead suddenly stopped clamoring, and those undead below the fourth level fell to the ground very happily, under the coercion of the ninth-level undead creatures, no one dared to act rashly.

Sean controlled his aura to a certain extent, his gaze swept over the bodies of these undead creatures, and his heart flashed the words of the Black Dragon King when he parted, and his heart suddenly shook.

Yes, this is a world where the jungle eats the strong, and the moon goddess will come because of her strong strength, and she will gain the dominance of the three big 6s.

In order to fulfill her wish, how many families on the three big 6 have paid a heavy price, and it is foreseeable that in the days to come, such a price will continue to be paid, until these three big 6 have become the holy land of the moon goddess.

In that case, in order to improve his ability, why can't he go on a killing spree.

Two different thoughts collided strongly in his mind, and one kind face after another flashed in his mind. Sean looked up at the sky, even if it was for them, he had to become stronger by any means.

A hint of murderous intent suddenly flashed in his eyes, and a powerful power field rose on Sean's body.

The reason why the power realm was used against them was for only one purpose, and that was to kill them all, leaving no one to report the news.

The realm of power was like a huge rolling grinder, quickly crushing this small platform, and all the undead were wiped out.

Of course, his real purpose was still on the undead kings of level seven and above on the platform.

When killing the rest of the undead, the undead energy that Sean sensed from them was mottled, but the energy on the seventh and eighth level undead was much more refined.

It's like the difference between pure water and salt water to quench your thirst, but then the more you drink, the thirstier you get.

After inhaling the undead aura of the undead above level seven into the realm, Sean suddenly sensed a strong and quintessential aura churning in the realm, and it seemed that there was no pause for a moment.

He learned from the appearance of the Black Dragon King, pinched open a divine power crystal, and absorbed the power of faith inside into the realm.

Sure enough, when the power of faith and the breath of the undead met, they suddenly became a mixture of water and milk, forming an aura similar to energy. However, the strange thing is that this aura was able to survive safely in the domain, and even the powerful repulsive nature of the domain did not exert any effect.

Every shaking of this kind of thing in the realm will bring a hint of novelty to the realm.

Sean quietly realized that because everyone's domain attributes are different, Sean can't imagine it

What kind of changes have been made in the realm of the Black Dragon King.

But in his field, the role of this thing is a lubricant, a powerful lubricating effect.

Sean's realm is a rare realm of power, and the nature of power has become rigid and soft after being compressed twice, and can be exchanged with each other at will.

However, one thing that worries Sean is that the power of these two attributes is not really condensed.

Rigid is rigid, soft is soft, although it is mutual tolerance, but after all, it has not yet reached the kind of great success of the unity of rigidity and softness.

When Sean now practices domain strength every day, he is constantly transforming his strength attribute between rigidity and softness. Among them, the time for transformation has been gradually shortened, even if it is not in the realm of time standstill, it is only a blink of an eye to complete the transformation, which is the effect of his hard work during this time.

However, after the appearance of this novel power, Sean immediately had great benefits for truly completely fusing the two power attributes of rigidity and softness.

Under the effect of this force, the opposition between rigidity and softness has been reduced a lot, and there is really a feeling that the fusion is about to be completed, forming a real combination of rigidity and softness.

Of course, this is nothing more than an illusion.

After all, the undead energy obtained from the four undead was so small that he didn't feel that much time had completely depleted him.

At this point, he finally understood why the Black Dragon King had worked tirelessly to hunt down high-level undead here.

He believed that if every legend knew about it and could use this shortcut to level up, then no matter how big the Pseudo-God Graveyard was, it would not be able to withstand such a huge flow of people.

It's a pity that the Black Dragon King once said that the only one who can do this is a legend like himself who has a pseudo-god recultivation like him, otherwise it is impossible for ordinary legends to use this method that can be called an anti-heaven level to hone their own realm.

Sighing lightly, it seems that the idea of bringing Jin and others to hunt here in the future is not realistic.

His eyes swept around the empty platform, and Sean searched the platform like a dragonfly, scavenging all the valuable things.

But to his disappointment, the strength of the undead is completely proportional to the treasure they have.

Ghost Emperor Bais has enough to satisfy five legends. But on such a small platform, there was not much useful to be found at all, except for some strange magic materials and a few divine power crystals, there was nothing he could look at.

With a single movement, Sean had already broken through the dense fog that blocked the small platform and entered the void.

He only left half a drop of divine power crystals on this small platform, if there is no miscalculation, then in a few years, this small platform will completely fall, and all the things that have been born here will be wiped out.

Sean believed that no one would pay attention to the fate of these small platforms, as they were undoubtedly the most numerous in the cemetery, and they simply could not attract the attention of many undead creatures.

After leaving the small platform, Sean continued to move forward and centered.

On the way, he encountered many powerful undead creatures, and Sean maintained the undead energy fluctuations around the ninth level, and no one dared to easily provoke the ninth-level undead king.

Along the way, Sean encounters two emperor-level undead creatures, who roam in numerous platform spaces, and around them, there are a large number of undead creatures above level 7 to follow.

With a team of this size, Sean can see that he has been wiped out in both eyes, and if he takes out the undead energy and the power of faith to cleanse the realm, then he will greatly reduce the time to fuse the power of rigidity and softness.

It's just that the eyes are red, if it is really the idea of hitting them in such an unobstructed place, Sean does not have the courage to do so.

If tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of undead creatures are summoned at that time, then even Sean will have no choice but to flee in the wilderness.

So Sean sticks to a rule, that is, he will never touch these undead troops patrolling outside.

On the way, Sean 6 continued to invade more than thirty eligible small platforms. On these platforms, most of them have some undead above level seven, although the number is not very large, but because this kind of small platform has the largest base, there is no need to worry about the total number of people is insufficient.

In the end, when Sean finally arrived at his destination, there were more than 100 undead above level 7 who died in his hands.

After the energy cleansing after the fusion of these undead energy and the power of faith, his power field became more and more dexterous, and the transformation between rigidity and softness seemed to have been greatly improved.

But at this moment, he didn't dare to continue this process, because he had already had a slight deviation in the strength of control, and if he continued to do so, he was afraid that the transformation of the power domain would be uncontrollable.

After storing a large amount of undead energy, the Black Dragon King immediately turned back, and Sean naturally restrained his surging thoughts and shifted his attention to his true goal.

Thousands of miles away from the platform of the Ghost Emperor Baez, a small platform that looks indistinguishable from the many cemeteries around it, hides a great secret.

According to Baez's memories, this place was not his own appearance, but the spoils of war after a battle with another powerful group of undead.

After the failed Undead Emperor told Bais the secret, he did not fulfill his promise to let him go, but simply destroyed his soul, turning him into an Emperor-level puppet.

And this secret is only he alone.

It's just that when he did these things, he didn't expect that after a thousand years, he would end up cheapening Sean.

One determined the location of the small platform according to Bais's memory, and Sean immediately avoided all the undead patrolling everywhere and easily burrowed into the dense fog of this small platform.

The buildings inside the small platform were not much different from the rest of the platforms, and there was also an air of decay, and there was a dilapidated and collapsed rubble everywhere, and as far as the eye could see, there was a bleak scene.

If the Black Dragon King and others came here, they would definitely pat the ** flash people without saying a word.

For this kind of place, which knows at a glance that there is no possibility of oil and water, no normal person, even those undead, is equally unwilling to live on this kind of platform that seems to fall into the abyss at any time.

However, when Sean's feet landed on the land, his spirit immediately became highly concentrated.

Others don't know, but he knows very well, there is no problem on the surface of this small platform, even if he uses spiritual power to scan, he can't find anything abnormal.

However, beneath this small platform, there is a cave, a large space that is even several times larger than the platform where Bais lives.

Such a space is only afraid that it is not inferior to the largest platform in the Pseudo-God Cemetery.

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