At this moment, Shen Ling did not have any choice, he could only do what the old man said, he only had a soul now, in this space storm, always accompanied by thunder and lightning, as well as a devouring storm, the slightest carelessness would shatter his soul.

Shen Ling condensed his consciousness, causing the sensitivity of his entire soul to skyrocket, shuttling through the entire spatial storm, dodging any attacks in the space.

I don't know how long later, the old man's voice came again: "Boy, this space journey is a rare opportunity, and the deity will also help you," and then he said: "You just condense your consciousness, let it be empty, so that the whole soul is free and free, and then don't care about anything, hand over to the deity." ”

As soon as Shen Ling heard this, he knew that the old man was intending to help him, so why not, he just respectfully said: "Then there is a senior", after saying that, he did what the old man said, and soon entered the state of spiritual emptiness.

And at this time, he only felt a sudden shock to his soul, and then his whole soul fell into a sea of fire, and the fireworks scorched every part of his soul, making him suffer so much that his body was worse than death, and he could even feel the whole soul twisted like a demon, and the powerful fireworks wrapped his entire soul and made a loud explosion.

Shen Ling felt as if his soul was about to be burned to death, and fell into a painful struggle, and rose up with a long sigh: "Senior, are you going to play me to death? And he didn't know how many times he cursed in his heart: "Dead old man, bastard and so on." ”

The old man's voice was leisurely: "Don't worry, bear with it a little longer, you will feel another way soon." ”

Not long after his words fell, Shen Ling found that the scorching heat of the flame had not weakened, but his sense of pain was slowly subsiding, and then he lost his feeling, and to his surprise, his soul showed the color of fireworks, transparent, and what shocked him the most was that his soul power was more than several times stronger than Fang Cai, not only was his consciousness more sensitive and fast, but the whole soul seemed to be full of great power, extremely powerful.

When Shen Ling was still feeling this amazing scene, the old man's voice came again: "Boy, how is it, I said there would be a different experience, right?"

Shen Ling was very grateful: "Thank you seniors for your help, Shen Ling really can't repay it." ”

"Return?" the old man's voice said with contempt: "Boy, as long as you don't scold the deity in your heart for being a dead old man, I will be satisfied." ”

As soon as the words came out, Shen Ling's heart suddenly tightened, and he thought: "Oh no, can he not be able to read minds," and then said embarrassedly: "Senior, he is really a master." ”

The old man's disdainful voice came: "Tall fart, don't slap my fart here, it's useless," and then he said: "Okay, you can now let the devouring power of the space attack at will, not only will it not happen, but it will also benefit immensely." ”

Shen Ling did what the old man said, let the thunder and lightning bombard his space, and sure enough, every lightning and thunder hit, as soon as he touched his soul, it was like the power of clear waves, integrated into his soul, and every devouring power not only did not hurt his soul, but was devoured by his soul, and the devouring power was refining and nourishing his soul, which made Shen Ling feel that his soul power was climbing level by level.

It didn't take long for Shen Ling to feel that during this deep space journey, the thunder and lightning and storms seemed to be slowly decreasing, and the entire passage became brighter, and he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: "Could it be that it is almost there." ”

Just as he was wondering, the old man's voice came again: "Boy, reunite your consciousness and start to dodge the violent power of this pillar of light, be careful not to lose your life." ”

Shen Ling's eyes became solemn, he never dared to question the old man's reminder, although from the beginning to the present, even in this passage, this mysterious old man has never appeared, just to transmit the sound with his voice, can do this, I don't know what kind of strong man he is, and which senior brother in his mouth doesn't know what kind of existence it is, Shen Ling imagined in his heart, but in fact he did what the old man said, he understood that in such an environment, a slight negligence could make his soul annihilated.

Shen Ling found that the passage gradually became more transparent, many beams of light were projected, and his whole body became faster and faster with the rotation of the beams, and he said to himself, "Could it be that you are almost at the exit." ”

As soon as the words fell, a dazzling pillar of light, like a white flame, spread through terrifying power, and then the entire space became lightning, as if it was about to tear everything apart.

"Attention, boy, your end is near, get ready for a new beginning," the old man's words came again.

When Shen Ling just wanted to ask something, the pillar of light seemed to roll up thousands of huge waves, throwing his whole person into the bottomless abyss, and the energy emitted by the pillar of light made him tremble, as if his entire soul was about to be destroyed.

"Ahh

At this moment, he endured severe pain, that is, like rebirth and destruction, there were no superfluous thoughts in his mind, and he floated and fell like this.

The pain made him unbearable, his soul felt a little atrophied, and in this state, he didn't know how long he could last, he felt like he was about to fall asleep, but before he closed his eyes, a voice sounded in his ears: "Boy, remember the words of the deity, develop that body well, he has great potential and treasures, but everything can only be discovered by yourself, when you can finish that song, that is, when you meet me and my senior brother, everything depends on your creation," said the voice gradually disappeared.

This speech made Shen Ling feel like he was in a dream, although it was hazy, but every sentence, he heard it very clearly and truly, he knew that this voice was transmitted to him by the old man, but at this moment, there were many questions in his heart that he didn't have time to ask, which made him feel a burst of loss in his heart.

When the old man's words just fell, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the feeling of weakness in his body before was instantly gone, only he felt full of strength, but what made him suddenly startled was that a pair of blazing eyes were staring at him, with a hint of weirdness in his eyes.

Shen Ling slowly regained his consciousness, the first thing that caught his eyes was a fourteen or fifteen clothed young man, and then a trace of flame and light, he could see the whole face of this person clearly, although his appearance was mediocre, but he was not small, and he was full of muscles, showing that his whole body was full of strength, but there were a few blood marks on the side of his face, which were obviously drawn by whips, and at this moment he was staring at Shen Ling with strange eyes, his face was full of incredulity, which made people more and more unclear.

"You're awake," the cloth-clothed boy handed over a water bag in his hand, and said, "Drink saliva, brother, you haven't drunk water for a day," and at the same time he said in amazement: "Brother, you are really fateful, so you can still wake up." ”

Seeing that the cloth-clothed young man was not hostile, Shen Ling sat up, took the water bag, and did not rush to drink, but sensed the situation around him, after his soul power was practiced, his perception also increased a lot, and the sound within a radius of several hundred meters was in full view.

Under Shen Ling's perception, he had a general understanding of the situation here, this should be a wild place, and it was late at night, dozens of meters away from him and the cloth-clothed boy were burning with raging flames, the flames were so vigorous that they crackled and crackled, brightening the surroundings a little, and there were dozens of people around the fire, most of them were about the same age as the cloth-clothed boys, some of them were lying down, some were sitting, but they all showed a trace of death, they didn't communicate with each other, but they were indifferent, which made Shen Ling very puzzled.

However, in the four corners of the fire dozens of meters away, there was a tent, and the tent was very quiet, and this silence was full of danger.

Shen Ling could sense that the tent was by no means an ordinary person, and the aura exuded had a strong sense of oppression, and what puzzled him the most was that in the circle around the periphery of the tents, there was a miasma that isolated them from the outside world, which was equivalent to a line of defense.

Under the perception of the soul, Shen Ling quickly understood the basic situation around him, and found that except for the four corners of the tent, there was no threat now.

After Shen Ling took the water bag, he looked at the cloth-clothed young man and said gratefully: "Thank you, brother take care of me." ”

The cloth-clothed young man said honestly: "It should be," and then said with a hint of doubt: "Brother, are you really okay?"

This question really stopped Shen Ling, Shen Ling believed that something must have happened to him not long ago, so the man in front of him asked like this, imagining the pain he had just crossed over, he could roughly understand what had happened in this body, so that he could feel the pain worse than life, and make his soul tremble.

After being reminded by the cloth-clothed young man, Shen Ling felt his current self, this body was probably fourteen or fifteen years old, a few years younger than his original age, but his body was medium, strong, and his face was delicate, and there was a hint of fortitude in his handsomeness, and his key face looked very similar to his previous self, which couldn't help but make Shen Ling sigh in his heart: "Is this fate, or fate." ”

Shen Ling sensed his previous memories, but he didn't have time to sort them out, and when he asked the man, Shen Ling replied gratefully, "I'm fine now," and then asked, "I don't know what to call my brother?"

The cloth-clothed young man said, "It's okay, my name is Ding Dali, just call me Dali," and then said, "You, brother?"

Shen Ling replied: "My name is Shen Ling" After finishing speaking, he found out that his previous name was Shen Yi through memory, and muttered in his heart: "It's a word difference, it seems that God will tie them together." ”

Ding Dali stood up and glanced cautiously around, and said in a low voice: "Brother Shen Ling, if you don't die, you will definitely be blessed in the future, but at the moment, I am afraid that Brother Shen Ling still needs to face a level in order to escape without fail." ”

After Shen Ling heard this, he subconsciously looked at the tent in the distance, looked at Ding Dali in confusion and said, "Please also tell Brother Ding what happened just now?"

Ding Dali was puzzled: "Don't you really remember?"

In fact, Shen Ling didn't remember, but now he had the memories of two people, and he didn't have time to sort out Shen Yi's memories before, so he simply learned a thing or two directly through this Ding Dali.

Seeing Shen Ling's dazed face, Ding Dali slowly explained everything that had just happened to Shen Ling.

Relying on the previous memories and Ding Dali's narration, Shen Ling knew that they were all clansmen from Tianhe City, and the dozens of teenagers around the fire were also the same as the two of them, they were all slaves chosen by being captured and returned to Kanzhou City, which is the annual practice of Kanzhou City, and the people in the four tents were responsible for escorting them.

And not long ago, this young man named Shen Yi, that is, the body he crossed over, was seriously injured and died by two masters of the Martial Arts Realm Casting Stage for the Undersea Realm because he did not give in, but no one expected that this Shen Yi would be crossed by Shen Ling when he took his last breath.

And Na Ding Dali was also out of kindness, and in the dead of night, he dared to come over to take a look, but he didn't expect Shen Ling to come back to life, so there was a conversation between the two of them just now.

Thinking about it now, Shen Ling understood a little in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder I felt like I was in pain just now, it turned out that when Shen Yi suffered this catastrophe, his soul happened to merge with it, and fortunately, his soul was strong enough to survive this catastrophe." ”

But what Shen Ling never expected was that this identity that had crossed over was actually a fucking slave, which made him extremely unhappy, and he secretly scolded the old man in his heart, but it was useless to say anything now, and his heart only echoed the old man's last instructions.