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The black mist is the soul power enclosed in the sculpture!

Although they had fused with the soul power of the spirit god in the Taizun Spirit Realm, the soul power itself did not have autonomous consciousness, and that spirit god was still counting on using these souls to help him achieve the Taizun realm, so naturally it was impossible for them to have consciousness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now, the spirit thoughts in the soul ball have been annihilated, but the attraction of the soul ball to them still exists, and as soon as they are attracted, they rush over like moths to a fire.

They were not absorbed by Nie Kong's Pluto, but condensed in the soul ball through Pluto, and the nine Pluto were equivalent to bridges and passages.

For the soul power contained in these ninety-six sculptures, Nie Kong was also greedy.

However, greed is greedy, and now Nie Kong does not have the slightest idea of refining them, not because he doesn't want to, but because he doesn't dare. The souls in these ninety-six sculptures, the weakest ones all have the strength of the Heavenly Spirit High Grade, and most of them are Spirit God strength, not to mention that there are more than thirty Spirit God peak souls.

Nie Kong is only a Heavenly Spirit Eight-Rank Spirit Master, a soul at the peak of the Spirit God can blow him up, not to mention dozens of them, if he really dares to absorb soul power here, this soul altar will definitely become the place where he falls, and today next year will also become his sacrifice day.

WhewW......

The whistling sound of the black mist, mixed with the humming sound of the sculpture, was unusually clear.

The majestic soul power was like a black match, endless, as if it was endless, and at the same time, there was an extremely terrifying aura centered on this soul altar, spreading out in all directions. For a while, within a radius of 100 meters, birds and beasts trembled, and the heavens and the earth were silent.

Nearly half an hour later, the soul power inside the two sculptures was extracted.

Plop! Plop!

The sculptures fell one after another on the wide staircase and turned into black powder.

Thump......

From time to time, the sound of the sculpture falling down sounded, but the humming sound gradually faded.

By noon, only thirty-four of the outermost of the ninety-six sculptures remained, and their soul power was even stronger, and it took more time to absorb them.

The scorching sun rolled over the sky and gradually sank in the west.

After a few more hours, the humming sound in the Soul Altar had become faint, and at this moment, only two statues stood on the lowest staircase. Inside the golden dome, the blue swirls at the top only rotate slowly, and the eight golden swirls around them are connected to the two sculptures.

Nie Kong, I can't hold it anymore. Lan Aya's feeble groan sounded in Nie Kong's mind, and this was the thirteenth time she had said this.

Right away, hold on a little longer!

Nie Kong's thoughts were passed on, and he secretly smiled bitterly in his heart. Not only did she not be able to hold on, but Nie Kong himself was almost unable to hold on, after a long period of consumption, his natural origin power was about to dry up, but fortunately, the soul power left in those two sculptures was not much.

With a slight trembling sound, the black mist seeping out of the sculpture became fainter and fainter.

Plop! Plop!

Four or five minutes later, Nie Kong and Lan Aya's long-awaited voices finally rang out, and finally the two sculptures turned into two piles of black powder.

Scatter!

Nie Kong drank lightly, the vortex returned to Pluto, and the divine power condensed into a dome retreated like a tide, and in an instant, eight golden Pluto stars returned to his body.

With a snort, a ball of blue aura broke away from the Ninth Pluto and turned into a blue silk and fell to the ground.

The moment her feet stepped on the steps, Lan Aya couldn't support it anymore, and collapsed to the ground softly, her pretty face was like ice and snow, and she couldn't see the slightest blood.

Putting the Ninth Pluto into his body, Nie Kong let out a long breath.

As soon as his gaze turned, the soul ball entered Nie Kong's line of sight. At this time, the soul ball no longer swallowed the black mist, and after continuously absorbing the soul power of the ninety-six sculptures, it was like a basin-sized black hole standing on the altar, and it seemed to absorb all the golden rays emitted by the divine power on the surface of Nie Kong's body.

What's even more palpitating is the terrifying aura faintly revealed by the soul ball, which seems to be about to destroy the world. If it suddenly exploded, it would be a devastating disaster for all the living beings in the Heavenly Spirit Continent, and perhaps, even Mu Zu might not be able to escape the catastrophe.

Lan Aya's tired eyes also shifted, and at this look, the whole person almost suffocated.

Gollum!

After a long time, Nie Kong swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and with a thought, he put the inky black soul ball in front of him into his pet backpack. At the moment when the soul ball left, cracks began at the top of the altar and spread rapidly to the surroundings, and the clicking sound was endless.

Lan Aya's straight eyes turned a little, and there was still horror and disbelief on her face, she looked at Nie Kong and muttered, "We really made this thing?"

Not bad.

Nie Kong nodded subconsciously, and after putting away the soul ball, the feeling of palpitations and numbness on the scalp dissipated, and the whole person was a lot more relaxed.

If all the soul power in this soul ball is absorbed, I am afraid that it will be able to reach the peak of the spirit god immediately.

Thinking of this, Nie Kong couldn't help but feel a wave of ecstasy in his heart, however, after a while, Nie Kong completely calmed down, even if this soul ball had to be absorbed, it could only be carried out after the cultivation broke through to the spirit god, and if he rashly did it now, he would simply be looking for his own death.

If Nie Kong were to run the Yin Yang Spirit Devouring Technique against the soul ball, the soul power contained in it would definitely swarm out, and it would turn him into ashes with a snap of his fingers.

Lan Aya, I've worked hard for you this time, and when I return to the Spirit Mansion, I'll ......

Before he finished speaking, Nie Kong's voice suddenly paused, and then, his face changed, not good, someone is coming! Lan Aya, come in!

It must be the people of the Spirit Temple!

Lan Aya exclaimed in surprise, her delicate body flashed, and she turned into a blue mang and shot towards the beast card on Nie Kong's waist, with her current state, even if it was an ordinary Heavenly Spirit Master from the Spirit God Temple, she could be easily eliminated. But hiding in the beast card doesn't seem to be safe, the Spirit Temple will block the exit, and she and Nie Kong still have only one way to die.

And before the words fell, Nie Kong's body was like a whirlwind, blowing to Hua Chen and Jing Rong's side, and with a wave of his arms, he picked up the bodies of the two like lightning.

Almost at the same time, a Returning Spirit Jade Jue appeared in his right palm, followed by a flash of the Pluto Star in Nie Kong's body, and all the remaining divine power was poured into it, and in the blink of an eye, a layer of brilliant golden light came out of the Jade Jue, covering Nie Kong, Hua Chen, and Jing Rong.

Call!

Like a raging wind, a series of whistling sounds suddenly appeared in the passage, and it became more and more intense.

After an instant, a thick black mist rushed in, turning into a slender black-robed man. Seeing the scene on the altar, a touch of blood red floated on his fair face, the black mist in his eyes churned, and he roared and pounced: What a big courage, give the deity death!

In an instant, the black-robed man had arrived at the altar, his face was hideous, his five fingers were like hooks, and he grabbed the golden mangs that wrapped Nie Kong.

Phew!

Just as the two were about to touch, the golden mang suddenly disappeared, and the black-robed man's right claw only tore out a pitch-black crack in the void.

Damn! Damn! The Soul Altar of the Buddha-figure...... More than 2,000 years, more than 2,000 years...... The black-robed man's face was distorted, his hands were clawed, and the black void cracks bloomed one after another, and the densely cracked altar under his feet could no longer be maintained, and shattered with a bang.

This, this......

Coxilai and Lu Rong followed, staring at the mad black-robed man and the ruins beneath his feet in disgust.

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