A large hole was punched out in the center of this loess planet, like a rotten tomato. Ning Cheng guessed that this was a big explosion that occurred before the planet died, causing all things to die.

Why is the Necron Soil so interested in a planet that has been drained of evil spirits?

"World Tree, what's going on?" Ning Cheng asked World Tree while chasing in the direction where the undead soil disappeared.

"There are still a lot of evil spirits in the planet. We need to stop him." World Tree's voice was anxious, as if if the evil spirits were swallowed by the undead soil, something terrible would happen!

Ning Cheng sped up and his figure turned into a stream of light and quickly chased after him.

World Tree has warned before that the amount of evil energy absorbed by the undead soil must be controlled, otherwise it will suffer backlash.

After absorbing some of the evil energy from the galaxy, Ning Cheng gradually became less concerned about this matter.

I didn’t expect that changes would happen right in front of me!

The planet looked full of dust on the surface, more like a giant earth ball. He never imagined that there could be a huge amount of evil energy inside the planet.

The undead soil rushed into the huge gap and disappeared, and then a strong evil aura erupted from the gap, creating a wind that blew Ning Cheng almost off his feet.

"What a terrible evil spirit!" Ning Cheng was secretly shocked. He didn't expect that the evil spirit in this planet was completely contained within.

"What is going on? Why didn't I notice it when I released my perception just now?"

Just in case, Ning Cheng released his perception in advance to explore.

If he knew that this evil spirit was so terrifying, he would definitely not bring the undead soil here to absorb it.

World Tree's voice was solemn: "This evil spirit is hidden by the undead soil, and he already has independent consciousness."

Ning Cheng frowned: "How brave! How dare you play tricks on me."

He quickly rushed into the gap, and Ning Cheng saw the undead soil greedily absorbing the evil energy in the center.

The huge amount of evil energy made Ning Cheng secretly frightened. He tried to reach out to grab the undead soil and take it away from this place.

The Necromantic Soil sensed Ning Cheng's intention, and the red energy lingered out from inside the ball and attacked Ning Cheng.

"You dare!"

Ning Cheng drew out his Spirit-Slaying Sword. He was not used to this guy at all, and he was not someone to be trifled with.

I brought the undead soil everywhere to absorb evil spirits. It’s okay if you don’t thank me, but now you actually attack me?

There is a feeling of being betrayed by a treacherous son.

"If you don't obey me, just give me a beating!"

Red energy approached, and several sword shadows of the Spirit-Zlaying Sword thrust out, shattering a lot of energy. However, the dispersed energy quickly gathered and rushed towards Ningcheng from all directions again.

Ning Cheng was caught off guard and was successfully attacked by this energy, rushing into his body.

Ning Cheng's eyes turned blood red, as if he would shed tears of blood in the next second.

Ning Cheng put down the Soul-Slaying Sword, as if he was controlled by this red energy. The undead soil was jumping with joy. As long as Ning Cheng was successfully subdued, it could absorb it without restraint and restore the glory of the undead, right before his eyes!

Just when it was about to accelerate its absorption and have a feast, a cold questioning voice came from behind: "Have you had enough?"

The undead bead trembled and couldn't move. A long sword with cold light stood upright in front of him. As long as he dared to move, Ning Cheng would swing it down without mercy.

"Absorb enough to allow you to break out of the cocoon. This is the gentlest way. If you feel it is too slow, I can also use the Soul-Slaying Sword to help you in advance. How about it?"

A cold light passed by, and a crack appeared on the surface of the undead soil. Ning Cheng smiled cruelly: "Look, how fast is this?"

The undead soil trembles crazily

He didn't expect that Ning Cheng would be so terrifying.

It has obviously been controlled with the breath of the dead, so why does it not work?

It didn't know that these auras were nothing to Ning Cheng. At most, they only affected him for a few seconds and then disappeared.

The undead soil returned to Ning Cheng's hands. A gentle smile returned to Ning Cheng's face. He held the undead soil and said, "If you had been so sensible, I wouldn't be angry. Okay, just absorb it."

The necromantic soil reabsorbs.

In "this" World Tree, Wufeng's soul saw the scene in front of him, as if he had seen an illusion.

"How do I remember that the undead soil would not simply succumb to anyone in the past? Even those tough guys in the Ultimate World wouldn't be able to succumb so easily, right?"

World Tree looked like a child, with his hands behind his back: "It depends on who he is facing. Ning Cheng is my successor, not a mortal."

Wu Feng secretly smacked his lips and asked: "World Tree, you seem to be very satisfied with him. This time is different from before. It seems that you have handed over all your trump cards. Aren't you afraid that he will betray you?"

World Tree seemed to have thought of something bad and looked directly at Wu Feng: "He won't."

Wu Feng chose to shut up and continued to observe Ning Cheng's every move.

As a creation tool, it has endless potential. At the same time, it is also judging Ning Cheng.

He was being judged on whether he was qualified to be the master of the creation vessel.

"Zhi Zhi, although this magical calculation has become Ning Cheng's item, he is always pretending to be dead. World Tree, you haven't told Ning Cheng about its function, have you?"

World Tree said casually: "As I said, he doesn't have the ability to use it yet."

"Hehe, I'm quite looking forward to it." Wu Feng said: "Although that guy is not as useful as me, he is still somewhat useful."

World Tree did not answer, disappeared on the spot, and appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness space.

He has maintained the image of a boy for a long time. He likes this appearance very much, at least when he communicates with Ning Cheng, he is face to face.

"Ning Cheng, the undead soil is not that easy to tame. You still have to be careful."

Ning Cheng smiled and replied: "Don't worry, I'm keeping my guard up. I'll pay attention to whether this guy is tough or not."

"Just understand." World Tree said.

After swallowing this galaxy, Ning Cheng moved around with the undead soil and continued to swallow it. With his painstaking and unremitting efforts.

The third crack and the fourth crack emerged.

It is getting faster and faster to break through the shackles of the undead soil.

Ning Cheng began to take it to the galaxy with greater evil power.

In front of a ruined galaxy, Ning Cheng noticed something as soon as he entered it with the undead soil.

"This galaxy is so terrible."

The undead soil in the palm of my hand was trembling crazily, and I couldn't wait any longer.

Ning Cheng calmed down the emotions of the undead soil and released his senses to explore the surroundings. He strangely discovered that the evil spirit existing in this place was not in the galaxy itself.

This galaxy is not deserted

The real source of evil spirits comes from living beings.

"There is obviously no life here, so why are there still so many living things?"

Ning Cheng looked down at the earth from the perspective of a god, and he found that there were many ghosts wandering in the wailing planet, and they were like souls destroying the planet.

They roared angrily. Ning Cheng couldn't understand their language, but he always felt that it was related to hatred.

"These guys are already dead. They are dead spirits formed by accumulated resentment." Ning Cheng sighed and said, "World Tree, what are they talking about?"

"You don't want to know." Yggdrasil replied.

Ning Cheng stared at the undead, they were fighting each other, the powerful undead devoured the weak undead, and the cycle continued, the more powerful the undead, the more hoarse they showed.

"They are insulting." Ning Cheng said: "Insulting the betrayal of the world."

World Tree asked back: "You want to know what they are talking about?"

"I want to hear it," Ning Cheng said.

World Tree was silent for a while: "Even if you really understand, you can't change everything. Is it necessary?"

Ning Cheng thought for a while: "I can't change them, but I don't want to be them."

As a warning, Ning Cheng does not pity them. There are too many things in the world that are worthy of pity. Sentimentality is not his character. He just thinks about it and does not want these people's sorrow to become his own sorrow.

"I transmit their language to you."

"good."

It takes about half a stick of incense.

Ning Cheng learned the language of this galaxy.

He finally understood what these people were saying.

"Why do you want to destroy me! Unfair! Unfair! We obviously have unlimited hope!"

"God damn it! You deserve to die! I'm going to kill you!"

"It was clearly them that damned, never us. Why did we end up like this?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Every voice is so hoarse, roaring, unwilling, but unable to change.

They are not living creatures, just some kind of resentment.

Feeling the injustice of the world.
To be continued...