Shi Yu was still holding back the civil war in the sea of souls and trembling with fear. The world soul was hanging in the middle of his soul like a gyro and spinning rapidly. He had dissipated his human form and turned into light mist again, and all his previous efforts were in vain.
Shi Yu's soul shrank as hard as he could, trying to squeeze into the inner wall of the soul sea. However, everything happened between lightning and flint, and he had no time to escape.
Before all the souls could enter the inner wall of the soul sea, first the surging souls of the monks in the suspended animation surged and collided with the soul sea, tearing away part of the exposed soul body, carrying it and rushing towards other soul seas, while some were hidden along the Shiyu soul.
He got through the hole and got mixed with Shi Yu's soul.
Shi Yu felt the violent murderous intention from it. The monk who faked death regarded all those who did not belong to him as mortal enemies. While resisting the silver hair, he also wanted to kill Shi Yu's soul.
Shi Yu instantly lost his sense of the part of the separated soul body, and then countless silver hairs chasing the soul, as if they smelled the fishy blood leeches, followed the soul of the monk who was pretending to die, and also followed Shi Yu
The soul broke in quickly and crucified everyone regardless of the target.
Shi Yu went crazy and mobilized all his strength to activate the world soul, desperately resisting the double invasion of the silver hair and the soul of the monk who faked death, but still watched his soul being torn into pieces.
While the tearing power hurt Shi Yu, it also protected him in disguise. Because all the souls that were torn apart were the parts entangled with the monk in suspended animation, and countless silver coins had been inserted into them.
Even so, Shi Yu became more and more drowsy, his thoughts became more and more sluggish, and he kept lamenting in his heart that he was really going to die here.
Shi Yu, who was in a desperate situation, burst out with a last burst of cruel energy. He didn't care about the consequences of activating the world soul with all his strength. At this moment, he only had one thought: Hold on! You must hold on!
The spirit of the monk who faked his death was also fighting desperately. He felt the hope of recalling the past. However, the person who brought him hope was too weak and was severely injured by him. He soon lost the power to protect him, let alone
Said to help him find himself.
Soon Shi Yu couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a drowsy state.
The rapidly rotating and vibrating world soul slows down its rhythm, the covered area becomes smaller and smaller, and the power of the vibration becomes weaker and weaker.
But this happened to break the balance between the silver hairs and the monks who were suspended from death. Without the support of the world soul, he could no longer resist the overwhelming sea of silver hairs. In an instant, he was stung into silver thorns, and the entire soul sea suddenly returned to peace.
, as calm as if nothing had happened.
Shi Yu shrank deep in the inner wall of the soul sea, lingering half alive and half dead. The world soul almost stopped rotating, and there were slight shock waves every now and then.
It's so miserable. The soul that Shi Yu worked so hard to accumulate and nourish was shattered in a moment. All the silver specks were blocked by the world soul from Shi Yu's shattered soul. It was suspended for a while and then gradually disappeared. This short three-inch
It is also the narrow space where Shi Yu’s spirit can finally survive.
There is still a glimmer of clarity, and Shi Yu also knows that he can't drag it out any longer. The spontaneously operating Shen Shen is already destroying the last remnants of the soul. At most, he will burn the soul out in a moment. With the last remaining strength, Shi Yu clings to the world.
Above the soul, he exited the inner wall of the soul sea and floated towards the silver-white soul of suspended animation again.
He had to take a risk, even if he woke up the monk again. Rather than die in vain, it was better to give it a try. Shi Yu made up his mind. When he was still half a foot away from the fake death soul, he took out more than ten soul needles and pierced it with all his strength.
The last trace of strength wrapped around the world soul and fell into a coma.
The world soul slowly rotates under the urging of the remaining formation, making circle after circle of weak ripples, as if the remaining candle in the wind may be extinguished at any time; the Shen Shen is still working tirelessly on its own, spreading and burning the remaining soul.
And who knows whether the soul needle is devouring the soul essence or whether the monk will wake up again.
Deeply asleep, Shi Yu was truly unconscious.
The soul was too injured and unable to support anything except trying to survive. This was also the sweetest and most worry-free sleep since Shi Yu became wise. There was only pure sleep, as safe and comfortable as in the mother's womb. There was no real sleep.
Any dream, no worries. If possible, Shi Yu is real
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I don't want to wake up and return to the world of endless sorrow and resentment.
He slowly opened his eyes, stretched out his hands and feet little by little, and stuck out his head.
Raise your palms and put them in front of your eyes. The bright yellow color is like jade, and the beauty is as thick as honey. The soul is no longer as thin and ethereal as fog or smoke, but like cheese under the condensation of the forged spirit, condensed into an inch-sized, exquisite and clear form.
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Shi Yu was surprised to find that the endless tempering of his spirit was now just repeated exercise, and his spirit was no longer condensed. In other words, his spirit was pure and true, without any distractions.
"What a blessing in disguise!" Shi Yu couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He turned to look at the place where the silver soul was hanging. There was nothing there. The majestic soul had been completely devoured by him.
"Haha, after devouring so many powerful souls, I only forged such a small amount. I dare to practice this technique. How brave I am!" Shi Yu looked at his tiny soul body with a smile. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that he was really ignorant.
Fearless.
Closing his eyes for a moment again, Shi Yuzai carefully felt the difference brought about by the condensed spirit.
Such a tiny soul form is like a new monk with seven or eight orifices opened, but in fact, the majestic power is buried in the solid soul, and no trace of it is leaked. After returning to the original body, others see Shi Yu as just
An ordinary person who has never practiced cultivation.
"Huh?" What surprised Shi Yu even more was that he saw that the world soul had shrunk to the size of a grain of rice on its own, and was quietly embedded in the center of the soul body, no longer rotating, and without ripples to protect the body. The crude and simple stimulating formation method had already been
Scattered failures in turbulent impact.
Shi Yu was startled and looked around hurriedly. Those silver hairs chasing the soul seemed not to have noticed Shi Yu's existence, and none of them appeared to look at him eagerly.
"It turns out that tempering the spirit has this benefit in the end. It can actually make the spirit avoid Yin Hao's detection. Not bad! Great!" Shi Yu was overjoyed, and the amber little spirit suddenly glowed.
As soon as his mind moved, Shi Yu released a wisp of his spiritual thought. Everything was quiet and nothing happened. It wasn't until Shi Yu cut off a wisp of his spiritual thought that it floated without roots, and then it attracted hundreds of silver coins to swim around like fish.
He searched for it, but the spiritual thought dissipated in an instant, and Yin Hao gradually disappeared without guidance.
"Dang" flicked his finger, and a piece of silver hair that had not disappeared was snapped, immediately causing countless silver heads to be in a hurry.
"Haha", Shi Yu laughed even more happily. He easily broke the silver hair with his own body. This was something that he never dared to think about before. It was only possible with the help of the world soul, so he had to be careful.
When everything was complete, what else could he be dissatisfied with? Looking at the empty sea of souls for the last time, Shi Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly and turned around to leave.
Just as his spirit was about to come out, Shi Yu was startled. Why was Master Ben sleeping soundly in his arms with the suspended monk he had escaped into, with his face pressed against the spirit's face.
"When did he get this habit?" Shi Yu was so frightened that he tightened his soul and flew far away with his world soul. He huddled in a corner and remained silent for a long time before he dared to look around, for fear that Master Ben or others would notice him. After quietly investigating for a week, Shi Yu was glad that he didn't panic too much and wake up everyone.
Instead of returning to his body directly, Shi Yu only felt that there was nothing strange about his body, so he hid in a corner and continued to explore the soul. The inside and outside of the body were two completely different worlds. He must know the changes in the soul as soon as possible.
Hovering in the air, I feel that the breath of wind can no longer sway the soul's body, walking through the ground, and I feel that the stone soil will no longer block the soul's path.
Shi Yu's soul is almost undisturbed by any external factors, no matter how many others disturb him, I am alone.
What surprised Shi Yu even more was that the soul exploration no longer required the expansion of spiritual thoughts, but could be reached at a glance. It was still unknown how far it could see. After all, this place was surrounded by formations, but at least every corner was covered by Shi Yu. Upon closer inspection, although it was all darkness, Shi Yu knew that what he saw was not the darkness in front of him, but the darkness wherever he looked.
Shi Yu secretly laughed, this soul actually looked around like a real person. Although the vision was still unknown, he would not be disappointed.
A sharp blade was condensed and slowly pierced the soul. There was no longer the severe pain of the previous split. The sharp blade seemed to have pierced into the void, and the soul in that place seemed to exist.
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Knowing that he had to give in and retreat quickly, it was the same. Shi Yu simply swung his blade and stabbed the soul as fast as the wind and lightning, but was avoided one by one without being hurt.
Shi Yu grinned and really smiled. The battle between monks' souls is extremely dangerous. It is far more dangerous than fighting with physical bodies. Most of them are fighting between souls. His soul is not afraid of foreign objects. If a fight breaks out and directly attacks the opponent's soul, It must be an unexpected killing move.
Shi Yu didn't dare to fully mobilize the power of the soul. He didn't know if he could handle so many powerful prisoners on his own, which made him a little regretful.
Quietly turning back into his own body, Shi Yu looked at his more than ten feet tall spiritual flame with satisfaction. He was about to summon Mu Li when he suddenly realized something was wrong.
Why are the spiritual flames of other monks either stacked on top of each other, or scattered in a mess, completely without the pattern of the previous separate factions facing each other, and the surrounding walls were cracked and shattered, as if they had experienced a great war.
Still doubting herself, Mu Li ran out in a panic, with a look of horror on her face that could not be concealed.
"What's going on? Is there a fight?" Shi Yu asked. Thinking about it, he thought it was impossible, so he shook his head first.
"Sir, are there any weird things happening in that monk's body?" Mu Li also asked at the same time.
"Huh? How did you know? I almost lost my soul by that silver nail again. It was so dangerous!" Now that I think about it, I still feel frightened, and a trace of fear appeared on Shi Yu's face.
"It's the same here. These monks have been penetrated by countless silver hairs again. I'm afraid they even have no memory of this place. Since that silver light, none of these monks have woken up again." As he said, Empress Mu Li patted her chest in fear. Shi Yu was dazzled by the ripples and quickly closed his eyes to concentrate.
"The silver light shines brightly? Please tell me in detail what happened here after I left." After finally calming down, Shi Yu asked again.
Mu Li also hurriedly said briefly: "Everything went as usual after the young master left, but somehow, the pile of human skin cushions under Master Ben suddenly exploded, and a terrifying man crawled out, and he pinched Master Ben. He scolded Mr. Ben for daring to lie on top of him.
But before he finished speaking, everything in the dark suddenly became as bright as day, and the sky and the ground were actually filled with that kind of silver hair, which dispersed the darkness and chased people to prick them. The human-skinned monk yelled several times but was pricked as well. Fainted.
It was so terrible. His shouting almost shook the place to pieces. Then everything became like this. I was afraid of another accident, so I didn’t dare to move. I waited for the young master to come back."
"The silver hair dispelled all the darkness!" Shi Yu was completely horrified. How powerful was the suspended monk who infiltrated this time? Not only did the silver hair aimed at the soul become concrete in the black abyss, but it also illuminated the pure black. In this world, you know, no one has ever been able to shine even a little bit here, not even Mr. Ben!
"Well, that's good. By the way, how is Mu Liu? Is it getting better?" After thinking for a moment, Shi Yu changed the subject and paid attention to Mu Liu.
"I'm calmer now, but I'm still in a daze. Alas! Who knew that even if I ran away, I would still push myself into a dead end." Mu Li said helplessly.
"How can this be a dead end?" Shi Yu was a little dissatisfied, "I will find a way to remove the brand. It's really strange. Could it be that the world formation has a natural attraction and restraint to spiritual bodies?"
"Then please trouble me, sir. If nothing happens, I'm going to accompany my brother." Mu Li didn't want to stay with Shi Yu any longer. Even though Shi Yu said it had nothing to do with him, she still didn't quite believe it.
"Wait a minute!" Seeing Mu Li was about to leave, Shi Yu hurriedly spoke, "You said these people never woke up again? Master Ben too?"
"Yes, Young Master, that moment was too scary." Although Mu Li didn't know why Shi Yu asked this question again, she still answered patiently, "After the human-skinned monk attracted the silver light, everyone was seriously injured. It’s a shock, and I don’t think I’ll wake up for a long time.”
"Okay, go ahead." Shi Yu waved his hand to dismiss Mu Li, stood up and walked quickly to Master Ben.
Seeing that Ben Ye no longer had a soft human cushion under his body, but was being pressed down like a meat pad, Shi Yu felt funny, thinking that Ben Ye suddenly had a weird hobby.
