Since his birth, Ling Fan has wanted this kind of comfort. This moment is really the most reassuring moment in his life! He doesn't even have a trace of distractions in his mind. It's so comfortable that people don't want to wake up.
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Such a sleeping time passed quickly. In the battle of the alien space, the guardian point was the Diluo Realm that gained the upper hand! They spent the price of blood and captured many fighting souls, which was a victory.
The large army of Douhuang and others was originally surrounded by blood pupils, and reached a certain point of death. At the critical moment, the Three-Eyed Purple Wolf King and a group of super strong Doujing cultivators appeared and resisted it for a while, and then the Little Poison and the Legend were
The dragon girl arrived, and the two joined forces to burst out the power that made the Emperor's world frightened.
In the end, after one third of the Douhuang team sacrificed, the one-day time of the alien space was finally used up, and everyone was expelled from the alien space, and the soul tower disappeared from the Imperial Realm with the alien space.
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In the battle for the soul fighting, the Diluo Realm and the Emperor Realm suffered heavy losses. However, the Diluo Realm seized a large number of soul fighting, so it should be the winner.
The Emperor Realm returned from a crushing defeat and finally understood the power hidden in the Emperor Realm. They dared not underestimate the Emperor Realm. The cross-border war that will begin within twenty years has begun to be more thoroughly prepared.
Due to the large losses of the elves, the Elf King once negotiated with Shadow. Unfortunately, it was agreed in advance that Shadow did not compensate the Elf King for any compensation this time, and all the agreements were made as planned.
Everything seemed to be smoother, but many powerful people in the Imperial Luo Realm discovered a problem. Ling Fan was gone...
No one knows whether he is dead or alive. The Imperial Realm has now obtained a large number of fighting souls, and all the strong have gone through seclusion and breakthroughs. Not many people pay attention to him. The Douhuang and the Human King consume a lot of money because of this battle.
They all entered a long-term retreat and recovery.
For Ling Fan, only Liu Chen and Xu Jiaqin tried to find him, but they all ended in failure! Ling Fan's traces completely disappeared from the Imperial Luo Realm.
The consciousness was still immersed in the wonderful feeling. Ling Fan didn't want to wake up, he just wanted to sleep like this forever.
"Boy, how long are you going to sleep?"
A sound of explosion sounded in his mind, it was Libysner's voice! Ling Fan heard it clearly, but he didn't feel much. Now he was immersed in the Buddhist singing and felt unprecedented satisfaction. With this satisfaction,
OK, what else is needed?
Drowsy and sleeping, as if he no longer wanted to care about everything. This emotion lingers in Ling Fan's heart. Even Libisner's roar is useless until at some point, a pair of clear eyes appear in his mind.
"Brother Ling Fan..." The owner of his eyes was a girl with a braided hair and blushing face, and it was Mu Ling undoubtedly!
She stared at Ling Fan and smiled obediently. Her smile was filled with happiness, as if she didn't care about anything whenever she saw her beloved happy.
"Ling'er..." Ling Fan, immersed in satisfaction, had other thoughts for the first time. After seeing Mu Ling, all kinds of memories of the past surged in his mind.
The birth of a baby, the doting of the mother, the driving away from the family. The wandering alone, the intake of teacher Rollag, the cultivation of day and night, the appearance of rookie masks, and the careful teaching of teachers. The inheritance of Braejones's craftsmanship and the appearance of Mu Ling
.Haining Island’s first fight...
All the memories were reflected in my mind like movies. For some reason, Ling Fan felt a sense of sadness and regret.
This strange feeling arose for some reason, as if it was because of myself now.
"Brother Ling Fan, no matter what you do, I will support you." Mu Ling's figure began to fade slowly, her smile was still so well-behaved, but under that smile, there was an unknown secret hidden.
and reluctance.
"Ling'er..."
Ling Fan was in a state of great emotion, and his consciousness immersed in the Buddhist singing began to struggle. Yes, now he did feel unprecedented comfort, but would he be satisfied?
No! He has relatives, lovers, teachers, and things he needs to do. If all these are lost, no matter how comfortable he feels, it is not what he wants.
"Soul Tower, soul, as long as I, Ling Fan, don't die, I will definitely get it! Ahhhhhhhh..."
Ling Fan tried his best to resist the comfort brought by the sound of the Sang Singing. At some point, the sound of the Sang Singing changed suddenly and became harsh. He felt countless evil spirits floating around his consciousness, wanting to completely consciously
It looks like biting.
"Get out!" Ling Fan's anger erupted, and the evil spirits around him twisted, his consciousness gradually became clear, his eyes suddenly opened, and he found that his body was intact, and there was still a soul tower five hundred meters in front of him.
It is still an alien space. What’s strange is that the entire alien space is moving, and the mental power is dispersed, and no human breath is found in the alien space.
"Is all this illusion? How long have I been trapped in illusion? The battle for the fighting spirits between the Diluo Realm and the Emperor Realm ended? What is the ending?"
Ling Fan felt a stern. He didn't know what happened when he was trapped in illusion. The ending was...
"No!" The pupils suddenly shrank: "Since the battle is over, why am I still in the alien space? What's going on?"
"Do you want a soul?" A strange voice rang in my mind again.
"I don't know who you are, nor what you are going to do! Maybe I can't beat you, but please don't ask such idiotic questions again. For the last time, I will tell you, I want a soul, and I want to become a god!"
Ling Fan almost drank it. He was actually very dissatisfied with his performance, so why did he suddenly fall into an illusion? This is because his mind is not firm enough, and his determination to become a god is not enough!
In fact, Ling Fan thought too much. In the face of absolute power, how could the so-called mind and nature be completely immune? The reason why he was caught in the illusion was because the enemy's strength was far superior to him, and there was no other reason!
"Since I want a soul, I will give you a chance! Next, the soul tower will descend on various interfaces. As long as you collect ten thousand holy souls, I will give you a chance to seize the soul!" The voice in my mind sounded,
The other party did not talk nonsense, but instead expressed the topic that Ling Fan was most interested in.
"Ten thousand holy souls exchange for the soul? Do you think this is true?" Ling Fan was a little excited. The soul that he had been looking forward to seemed to exist.
"Not bad! But I want to tell you that there are only 48 holy souls in one interface. And every time you have to start from here, it is very likely that after a battle, even a holy soul cannot be obtained. Of course, here
If you die in the hands of others during the process, your skills are not as good as others."
"There are only forty-eight fighting souls at a time?" Ling Fan felt a stern. In this way, even if he took all the forty-eight, it would take more than two hundred times to obtain ten thousand holy souls!
This is a huge number. According to the voice in my mind, it seems that I will descend to various interfaces with the soul tower, competing for the soul-fighting powers from different interfaces.
"Is every arrival a day?" Ling Fan asked.
"A day of arrival, rest for one day, two days of reincarnation." The voice was not concealed and explained to Ling Fan.
"One reincarnation in two days! It will take more than a year to obtain all the holy souls." Ling Fan frowned and pondered. The ideal state is to win all the holy souls in more than a year. Is it possible?
No! It is impossible. The holy soul is the target of the peak of fighting spirit, and it is the hottest one. They have the advantage. Ling Fan wants to set out from the Soul Spirit Tower. When he arrives, he is afraid that there will be very few holy souls left.
In this case, it would take a long time to collect ten thousand holy souls? Can Ling Fan afford this time?
"The soul must be obtained, no matter how difficult it is! There is also the matter of casting artificial Douzhi, and you must also start collecting materials! Since this is the case, while collecting the holy soul, grab some materials from Douxiu from other countries. Two things are needed.
Doing it at the same time can save a lot of time."
There are still twenty years left before the cross-border war. In these twenty years, Ling Fan not only needs to obtain the soul to be refined in advance, but also must cast a large number of artificial fighting spins and hand them over to the powerful people in the Diluo Realm.
As long as the strong men in the Imperial Luo Realm have the Double Dou Yi, the strength of the Imperial Luo Realm will reach an extremely terrifying realm, and then there may be a chance to defeat the Emperor Realm.
Ling Fan wants to absorb the soul of the soul before this, become the Dou Zun, and then continue to practice, striving to become the Dou Zun before the cross-border war! His time is not long, and he must obtain the soul of the soul. Now, except for agreeing to this condition, it seems that there is no such thing as
You can obtain the soul by any means.
"How can you prove that you have a soul? How do I know that you are not fooling me?" Ling Fan was already moved, but in this case, can you agree at will? Obviously, it is not possible, he doesn't want to be fooled.
"Hahaha! Interesting, since you said that, what if you let you see the real soul?"
My mind burst into laughter. The next moment, the top of the soul tower suddenly dropped the pressure of the Douxuan suffocating. A golden light flashed in the void, just a golden light, but there was no soul scale on it.
Ling Fan narrowed his eyes and looked carefully and was surprised to find that the golden light was not without soul scales. His soul scale was not just carved on the outside, but inside the body, and the number was incalculable!
"Is this the soul?" Ling Fan licked his lips.
"Is it the soul? Your Dou Xuan will give you the answer." A voice came from my mind, and then the golden light flashed and disappeared without a trace. It was really coming and going, just a glance at Ling Fan.
"How? Can you dare to accept the challenge? Ten thousand holy souls, I can say without any hesitation, maybe you will never get it if you spend your whole life."
"What's the point! I not only want to get it, but also within fifteen years. You can wait and see."
Rumble!
As Ling Fan agreed to the conditions, the entire space of the differentiation was vibrated. The space of the differentiation was no longer shaking, and it seemed to be embedded in a fixed place, stabilizing.
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