In the void, it seemed that endless shouts sounded. The voice of the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info was full of resentment and resentment, as if he was roaring, why is the sky so unfair to me.

If ordinary people hear this voice, as long as there is a trace of wavering in their hearts, their souls will be damaged, their hearts will fall, and they will never be able to extricate themselves from boundless resentment.

However, although Yu Linghe heard this voice, his heart was unwavering. Although there was a sad look on his face that could not be concealed, the firmness of his heart was like a world tree, and no matter how strong the voice of confusion was, he turned a deaf ear.

In fact, in his heart, he also understands one thing.

In the past, Tianfu Immortal and others did not go all out to save the studio, otherwise, it may not be known whether everyone in the studio will end up now.

In order to trap the Son of Fortune in the Shadows, many of the truly top powerhouses in the human race have all selectively abandoned the studio. At that time, he was not in the studio, and if he happened to be among them, then there would be one more Yu Linghe among the people who were abandoned.

Although Yu Linghe understood the choice of Tianfu Immortal and others, he understood even more where the sorrow in the hearts of everyone in the studio came from.

As the top powerhouses of the Terran race, since you have abandoned us as outcasts, then why do we still have to serve the Terrans?

Sacrificing oneself for the sake of the big picture is a virtue and a noble quality of thought.

However, there is a big premise for this, and that is voluntary.

What happens if you are forcibly abandoned?

At this moment, the familiar faces floating in front of him had already told him the answer.

Except for Bai Mu, the hearts of the rest of the people were filled with resentment, and there was nothing else in their eyes except hatred.

At this moment, Yu Linghe's heart was full of touch, and his heart became more determined than ever.

The dragon spear released a dazzling brilliance, which was not an ordinary power, but a strange target power accompanied by a powerful spiritual power.

Now, Yu Linghe's spiritual power has reached the peak red realm, and within the target of the subsequent transformation, there are more than a thousand powerful energies stored.

At this time, when this energy is released all at once, even if there is a real god here, it will be overwhelmed.

What's more, it is not the gods who are receiving the impact at this moment, but just the many human races in the studio.

There was no resistance, when the light shone, everything turned into paper tigers, and the bodies of Wei Ran and the others fell to the ground one after another, the expressions on their faces were still hideous and terrifying, but all the breath of life had already left them.

However, Yu Linghe's spiritual power was controlled to the pinnacle, and he did not destroy all of their souls in one fell swoop.

With a flip of the wrist, there was already an extra jade tripod.

This jade tripod is the spoils of war obtained when hunting the descendants of the gods in the past.

In that gravity world, the two descendants of the gods were hunted down by the natives and had reached the point of desperation. And this jade tripod was scavenged from them.

This jade tripod is a super powerful artifact, and its greatest use is to store souls.

At this time, under the urging of Linghe's power, Yuding also released a strong light. It's just that, under the cover of the light of the target, it is basically difficult to distinguish.

However, when the light of the jade tripod spread and began to envelop the entire city, something strange happened.

Wisps of strange energy, or a faint almost phantom-like energy, emerged from the fallen flesh and escaped into the light of the jade tripod.

This process was extremely hidden, especially under the pressure of a strong target, and even the Son of Fortune on the Shadow Side did not immediately notice it.

A gloomy voice suddenly sounded: "Hehe, killing innocents so indiscriminately, it's really ruthless!"

The white dragon horse let out a long hiss, and his voice was full of resentment. Yu Linghe stroked the neck of the white dragon horse and said indifferently: "Their fate has changed like this, and you are the real culprit." ”

Although the light of the target and the jade tripod expanded as much as they could, they were limited after all, and when they made up for most of the city, they began to be powerless. Because, in the other half of the city, an irresistible aura of terror is slowly being released, and it is competing with the power of the target.

"Your strength is stronger, and it is beyond my expectations. The cold voice continued: "However, this is my territory, and you are killing yourself by unleashing your power on my territory like this!"

Strange forces slowly emerged from all corners of the city, and they slowly merged into the gloomy atmosphere.

Although this force is not as powerful and invincible as the target, it has a characteristic that no one can ignore, and that is that it is endless.

The Son of Fortune has been operating here for many years, and has become one with the entire city and even all the surrounding ore veins. Even if he can't suppress Reiga at the peak of his strength at the moment, he can draw and draw endless energy from nearby to resist.

No matter how powerful Yu Linghe's target power is, it will never be endless. As long as the stalemate continues, then he and Bailongma will definitely fail in the end.

This is the biggest reliance of the son of luck on the yin side.

However, Yu Linghe only smiled slightly, and did not fight back verbally, but instead comforted the white dragon horse who was on the verge of irritability.

At this point, there was only one thing he was doing. That is to release the power to knock down everyone around them in an instant, and then absorb them into the jade tripod before their souls have time to dissipate.

As long as the process is not interrupted, he is satisfied.

The strength of the target is really not trivial, and for two hours, it has always suppressed the breath of the son of luck on the yin side to the point that it is difficult to move.

Of course, this is also a delicate balance deliberately maintained by both sides, and it is precisely because both sides have their own small abacus that such a strange effect will be caused. Otherwise, with the ability of the son of yin luck, he will definitely not be suppressed to the point of being powerless.

With a long exhalation, Yu Linghe finally gathered all the souls within the scope of the light.

At this point, the seemingly invincible target light slowly returned.

The breath of the son of luck on the yin side suddenly swept in. After a moment, the voice of the tsk sounded: "Hey, so you're collecting their souls!Hehe, what are you doing, are you pitying them, or are you trying to use them?"

Yu Linghe stroked the jade tripod in his hand and said, "This is an artifact, any soul entering it will be nourished by the artifact." Their resentment will slowly fade away until it calms down. "His head, he stares ahead.

After the light of the target dissipated, a black shadow appeared in the void, and the rich black figure was like a giant with a body length of three feet, condensing in the void. From its body, there is an endless eerie aura that envelops the whole city as hell.

This is the Son of Fortune of the Shadows, and it sneered disdainfully: "Just to appease these souls, is it worth your great fanfare? Hehe, don't you know that the most important thing now is to fight me? Such a waste of strength is really a weak human race!"

Yu Linghe laughed dumbly, and laughed: "Weakness, then let you see, what is weakness!"

With a finger of the dragon spear in his hand, a strong flame-like aura suddenly gushed out.

The white dragon horse's eyes opened in an instant, and its natural power also burst out, and the strength of this person and horse cooperated extremely tacitly, as if it had been practiced thousands of times for this moment.

The huge figure swayed in mid-air, as if trying to avoid the sharp edge for a while.

However, just as its figure began to float, it was abrupt.

The power of time, this is the time talent of the white dragon horse, at this moment, the huge figure was firmly frozen.

Then, the energy released by the dragon lance happened to arrive, and the golden dragon transformed by the spirit of the dragon lance rushed into the black shadow's body, and the huge power exploded, instantly exploding the black figure.

This is the impact of the dragon's strong spirit, although it is not the true body of the son of yin luck that exploded, but the impact on it is definitely extraordinary.

However, in the next moment, in the sky of another area of the city, more black energy surged out, and it condensed into a new huge black shadow in that area.

"Hehe, you still don't understand. This is my home turf, and you can't kill me. The voice had a chilly aura: "No matter how hard you work here, you are wasting your strength in vain. In the end, I was the only one who won...... Great Lord of the World!"

The white dragon horse shook his head, and there seemed to be a trace of hesitation in his movements.

Yu Linghe chuckled, patted the white dragon horse gently, and said, "Little white dragon, do you believe me?"

Bailongma nodded his head without hesitation, and Yu Linghe said proudly: "Since you believe me, then continue!"

With a long hiss, the white dragon horse suddenly regained all his confidence and became high again.

Yu Linghe held the dragon spear high, the white dragon horse's eyes were blazing, and the spirit of the dragon lance and the talent of time were released again.

"Boom ......"

The huge body condensed by the Child of Fortune on the Yin Side disintegrated again, but for it, which was able to condense all the energy around it, it didn't seem to have any effect.

In just a moment, another huge shadow took shape.

Thus, cracking, condensing, cracking, condensing...... This change repeats itself over and over again, as if it can last forever.

I don't know how many times it has been condensed, but when the power released by Yu Linghe and the White Dragon Horse was finally unable to shatter the black qi, the smug laughter of the son of Yin Qi Luck spread throughout the city.

"Haha, have you finally admitted defeat? Victory will always be mine!"

Yu Linghe gasped for a long breath and suddenly smiled: "Yes, are you really so sure?"

"Hmph, when you die, you have to be hard-mouthed!"

Thick black fog gradually surged upward, and when it was about to envelop the entire sky, the black fog suddenly surged violently. The frightened and unbelievable voice sounded again: "You, what the hell have you done?"

(To be continued.) )