Chapter 39: Where the Soul Is
The aura of terror overflowed from the cracks, making the soul tremble.
It was as if a terrifying beast was trying to break out of the crack, but it didn't work.
"Space Enchantment?" Ling Feng suddenly thought that this crack should be an enchantment, and the enchantment was torn open by an unknown force, and a soul beast with a low cultivation level could escape from it.
Ling Feng felt that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him in the mist, allowing him to fear from the depths of his soul.
"What the hell is going on?Something has changed in the Dream Forest?" Ling Feng wanted to leave here, but the escape token had long since expired and could not be teleported at all.
A white light shot towards Ling Feng, and he hurriedly avoided it.
The aura in the spatial crack was even more terrifying, and countless energies poured into it from heaven and earth.
Soon a black light swept around, Ling Feng felt death, and he fled to the side in panic, not letting the black mang sweep him.
But the speed of the black light was very fast, and it instantly enveloped the surroundings, and darkness appeared in the mist, spreading to all sides.
All the sound came to an abrupt halt.
Hazy, hazy.
One day, one year, one hundred years?
Ling Feng didn't know how long it had been, all his memories seemed to be sealed in dust, he was in severe pain, and his surroundings were shrouded in a soft light, wandering in the dark night sky.
"What kind of place is this?" Ling Feng was terrified in his heart, he didn't know, and no one answered him.
The surroundings were pitch black, like an endless sea of stars in the universe, without a trace of light, and the light around him was like fireflies in the night, attracting unknown beings in the darkness.
It's cold and silent, and it's maddening.
Countless things poured into his mind, and he had a splitting headache.
"Is this the Demon Soul Battlefield?" Ling Feng was unsure.
It's like a sea of stars, and it's terrifying, and I don't know what kind of monsters are peeking at you.
He felt weak and powerless.
Qi refining and cultivating can only wait for death here.
From time to time, dark shadows appeared around him staring at him, and the faint light around him seemed to have magical power, so that the existence in the darkness did not dare to approach him.
Wandering aimlessly like this, Ling Feng felt exhausted.
"Hey, what is this?" Ling Feng's eyes lit up, and a faint light also appeared in front of him, wrapped in an energy ball, and the black shadow in the darkness frantically approached it, but it dissipated in an instant.
Ling Feng tried to get closer.
He found himself powerless.
It was as if the light was being pulled by an unknown force, and it was not at all beyond its control.
But the moment Ling Feng approached, the energy light cluster seemed to sense something, trembled, and began to move slowly, approaching him.
Ling Feng wanted to reach out and pick it up, but he couldn't.
The fire-like light envelops itself like an iron wall, protected from darkness.
Ling Feng was a little helpless, and then he was pleasantly surprised, because that energy light appeared outside his own light, and the fire-like light fused the energy light cluster, and an energy light cluster as big as a fist appeared in front of him.
"What is this?newborn soul?" Ling Feng guessed in his heart, not daring to be sure.
His knowledge was too small, and no one gave him answers.
By the way, can your own system still work?
Ling Feng suddenly thought of the system and was relieved to find that the system could still be used.
Isn't there an authentication function in the system?
He has never used this function, and it has only been opened recently, and it requires a lot of spirit yuan, so he didn't pay attention to it, so he can try it this time.
He turned on the identification function and paid enough spirit yuan, and a ray of light appeared in his body to wrap the energy mass in front of Ling Feng's body, which quickly dissipated.
Then a message appeared in his head, and his heart went wild.
"Primary soul energy, unique to the Demon Soul Battlefield, has a purity of ninety percent, excellent quality, and can increase the strength of the soul. ”
Ling Feng couldn't believe that this thing in front of him could improve his soul?
Where you are is a Demon Soul Battlefield?
How could the Demon Soul Battlefield be like this? Ling Feng was puzzled in his heart, still excited, soul energy was a rare treasure.
The Yunqi Sect also had soul energy to cultivate, but the conditions required were not at all something he could complete.
Soul energy is unattainable for the core disciples in the sect, and it is only possible for the true disciples of the Nine Great Elders to obtain it if they have made great achievements.
I didn't expect it to be obtained by myself, and it is still an excellent quality soul energy group.
If you devour your soul energy, your soul strength will increase, and your spiritual power will become stronger, then the cultivation of the Underworld Law will definitely be able to reach a higher level.
His current mastery of the Underworld Law is simply not enough to use it as a means of combat.
The absorption of soul energy Ling Feng understood, he placed his palm on the light cluster in front of him, and his spiritual power wrapped it.
The light around the soul energy shook, and slowly moved towards Ling Feng's palm, and the moment it got closer, it immediately drilled into it.
Ling Feng's soul throbbed, and soon a tearing pain was like countless needles piercing into his brain marrow, and thousands of ants were devouring his soul, directly making him faint.
Terrifying energy overflowed from him, and the dark shadow in the darkness began to go berserk, rushing towards Ling Feng frantically.
But in the moment of getting close to the light and shadow, it was completely lost.
The years passed, Ling Feng didn't know how long it was, he raised his eyelids with difficulty, his memory quickly recovered, there was still darkness all around, he was wandering.
The suffocating pain receded like a tide, and Ling Feng felt more powerful than ever, and he had now officially entered the eighth layer of Qi refining.
His spiritual strength is much higher than before, and his physical body can hardly shake the master of the ninth layer of qi refining, although his cultivation is only the eighth layer of qi refining, but he is confident that under the foundation, no one can completely defeat him.
This self-confidence comes from great strength.
The pitch-black darkness was like a demon's maw, devouring all life, and the surrounding was full of dead silence, and the black shadow of the geist no longer approached, only he was constantly swimming, aimless.
Fortunately, Ling Feng had enough Bigu Dan and Spirit Stones, otherwise he would have been starved to death.
The powerful power made him full of expectations for this world, the Demon Soul Battlefield is a place of death, there are demons roaming in the sky, even powerful monks dare not set foot in it, this is a place of great terror.
I don't know how long it took, a ray of light appeared in front of me again, approaching Ling Feng's place.
"Another soul energy?" Ling Feng was pleasantly surprised, this soul energy was much bigger than the one he devoured, it was also a soul energy of excellent quality, he didn't dare to swallow it directly, he could only swallow it little by little.
After the entire soul energy was devoured, Ling Feng passed out again, but after waking up, his spiritual power was even stronger, although his cultivation did not increase, his current spiritual power was comparable to that of a foundation building monk.
During this period, Ling Feng did not stop cultivating the Underworld, and his understanding of the Underworld became more profound.
Although it can't weave a complete dream, as a means of attack, it is enough to make the opponent pause for a moment, which is enough.
The duel between masters, life and death are just a moment.
There were more and more black shadows around them, hiding in the darkness, staring at Ling Feng, waiting for the opportunity, they began to be impatient, and kept attacking but they were all blocked by the weak light.
But Ling Feng clearly felt that the light around him would weaken a point every time he was attacked, which made him worry.
If you can't get out of here, you may be buried here, a part of the black shadow, eating away at all the invading humans, day after day, year after year, unconscious, muddy.
He was like being splashed with cold water from head to toe, chilling from the depths of his soul.
The silence around was still mad, and not even a sound could be heard here, but fortunately there was a weak light that comforted my frightened soul, but it might not be long before I could really go crazy.