Ling Tian softly pronounced this unfamiliar name, feeling an indescribable sense of familiarity in his heart.
At this time, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred in the pagoda, and the sound of howling wind began to appear in the dark and endless space. The iron chains locking the bottom of the tower continued to roll, and the clanging sound of the collision had an inexplicable pressure.
At this moment, a wisp of black mist floated from the second floor of the pagoda, and gradually gathered into shape, faintly revealing the outline of a person.
The black mist faced Ling Tian, and suddenly knelt down on one knee, extremely pious but showing weakness, "The Holy Emperor is here, I forgive you for not being able to meet me in real form. I can only use the body of a monster to attract the Holy Lord to come here and condescend.
Holy Lord, forgive me.”
Seeing that even if he transformed into black mist, he still had to be so respectful and orderly, and salute reverently. Ling Tian felt even more resentful, wondering who had caused him to be like this!
Ling Tian said: "Where are you really? I feel the pain in your soul..."
Upon hearing this, the black mist immediately began to tremble, and even began to disperse in waves, unable to support the human form.
Long Daohuang's voice was ferocious, but there was also a hint of unspeakable sorrow. He said in a hateful voice: "After those people suppressed me, they woke me up from my deep sleep and took my soul to torture me. Now that the power of my soul is being squeezed out every day,
I have become extremely weak..."
After saying this, Ling Tian's eyes narrowed, there was indeed something fishy about this spirit.
Ling Tian said: "What will happen if you absorb your soul? Why do those people do this?!"
Long Daohuang twisted out a trace of black mist in his hand and slowly floated in front of Ling Tian, "The souls of my subordinates can transform monsters and beasts, becoming a magic weapon for them to easily obtain monster resources. It is a rare treasure for Wanyu, and even more
Not to mention that absorbing the soul will torture me and weaken my strength. Naturally, their ultimate goal is to get my soul and essence, so that all the monsters can be under their control."
After saying that, the wisp of black mist flew into Ling Tian's eyebrows, and Long Daohuang's figure dissipated a little, becoming nothingness, "Holy Lord, it is best for this wisp of soul to exist in your body. I believe that one day,
You will save us from this terrible situation."
Ling Tian, who received the soul, only felt his spiritual consciousness shake, and a surging beastly spirit roared in his body. The extreme bloodthirsty madness made him exude boundless fighting spirit.
"This is...your soul and soul?" Ling Tian said slowly.
Long Daohuang nodded, "I have backup forces in this domain. It must be that they have a certain connection with you, so they can help me collect souls and avoid torture."
Backhand?
Ling Tian immediately thought that these souls were used in Taixuan Academy's cabinet competition, and they must be souls that the forces behind them managed to absorb.
Under their control through the alienation of souls, the Bibo Ling Anaconda mutated into snake heads and horns, and became the best material.
From this point of view, some forces in Xuantian Domain must be involved, and even turned the soul into a treasure to strengthen themselves, and joined the party that tortured Long Daohuang.
Then they will all be enemies that Ling Tian wants to eradicate!
Looking at the jade plaque on his body, it was a gift from Old Man Li. And he tried his best to sabotage the competition to enter the cabinet to collect the soul. Could it be that Long Daohuang left it behind?
Ling Tian said bluntly: "Can collecting souls help you recover?"
Long Daohuang nodded, "The souls and souls of my subordinates are already in the body of the Holy Lord. By collecting the souls, I will become stronger and not be tortured by the soul-absorbing magic circle. This way, I can feel better."
Ling Tian suddenly had a plan in his mind. It seemed that he had to completely eradicate the Soul Capturing Circle and rescue Long Daohuang!
At this moment, the black mist on Long Daohuang's body shook and almost dissipated, "Holy Lord, you must be more careful. I can sense outsiders, which may be detrimental to you..."
Ling Tian looked at Long Daohuang with extremely firm eyes, "Don't worry!"
Black mist suddenly surged inside the pagoda, and a soft roar came from the second floor of the pagoda. The black mist transformed by Long Daohuang slowly dissipated and disappeared into the boundless darkness.
Ling Tian looked at the world that belonged to him. He had very little to protect, but a lot to do!
Qiu Qingtian and Long Daohuang are in a critical situation. He can no longer let some people suffer for no reason. He must do something!
And those who hide behind his back will surely bear his wrath.
Ling Tian's eyes became more determined, and he instantly returned to reality.
As Yun Qiong watched him act like this, a smile quietly appeared on her lips, indicating that the Holy Lord had murderous intentions.
Who in the world can rival me!
Yun Qiong looked at the pagoda and said softly: "Everyone has suffered for so many years..."
In the tower, Long Daohuang's voice came faintly, infinitely desolate, "You old ghost, your body and soul have been destroyed, leaving only a ray of spiritual consciousness, you are..."
"Suffering..."
On the other side, Ling Tian has returned to the altar.
He raised his hand and saw that the ray of soul that had penetrated from the center of his brow was attached to his body, and a golden scale the size of a fingernail grew on his right elbow.
Ling Tian felt something in his heart. This was a spirit soul. The scales began to spread on his skin as he moved his mind, gradually covering all parts of his body.
And he felt himself alienated!
At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps in the distance. Ling Tian's heart tightened, and he immediately gathered his soul back into his skin, turning into a small scale armor.
In the distance, many people came back sneakily. Judging by their clothing, they were also disciples of Taixuan Academy. They didn't know what their purpose was.
Ling Tian hid behind a nearby stone wall to see what they were going to do.
As soon as the group of people who came first got on the altar, they saw the corpses of the disciples who had stayed behind lying everywhere. They were shocked at first, and then they stepped back several steps, not daring to get close.
One of the short, fat men pointed at the corpse and said, "Isn't this Qian Shen of Yuehuayuan? Why is he dead!"
The disciples who followed were also horrified in their eyes, but they were obviously more ruthless and decisive than the short and fat man. "It's a good time to die. We can take advantage of the chaos to absorb the soul, so that we can keep a few strands of refined monsters privately."
Hearing this, Ling Tian immediately understood what these people were going to do when they came back, to fight for the soul!
Immediately, watching them skillfully take out the jade tokens, gusts of demonic wind began to appear on the altar, whistling everywhere.
And black mist began to rise from the large array of circulating halos.
Soul!
These students from Taixuan Academy really know how to capture souls!
Whoosh!
As soon as the sword light flashed, Ling Tian immediately attacked with his sword. The group of people on the altar were originally on tenterhooks, and they were even more frightened when they saw a figure flashing out. But Ling Tian drew his sword with murderous intent, and his speed was naturally fast.
Extremely, without mercy.
Wow!
Unprepared, this group of people were strangled by Ling Tian's surging energy, just like chopping melons and vegetables, and died immediately.
There were several people surrounding the altar, and it instantly turned into an endless hell, with only corpses and blood flowing all over the ground.
He sneered and showed no mercy to these people. They were all greedy people. They dared to steal the souls behind the backs of their teachers and fellow disciples. Their courage was extraordinary.
However, it happened to be cheaper for Ling Tian.
As soon as the spiritual consciousness moved, it attached to the scales, the soul and spirit moved greatly, and I immediately felt something in my heart!
The souls scattered in the air instantly gathered together and sank into Ling Tian's body.
He felt a thrill of excitement, a throbbing and return from the depths of his soul.
Suddenly, there was an angry shout from behind.
"Where did this thief come from? How dare you hurt my disciple!"