"Where the hell is the problem" Su Ling muttered to himself, slowly relaxing himself, thinking back to the deductions of the past few days.
Not much.
Su Ling's abrupt eyes lit up: "It seems that every deduction is a problem at this step of the soul operation Zhoutian."
"Why can't the soul body rotate the soul cave in the sea of soul consciousness for a week?"
"Dead end, dead end, it really seems to be a dead end" Su Ling muttered to himself, like a madman, and kept muttering the word dead end.
After a long time, Su Ling opened his mouth suddenly, and a look of shock appeared on his face: "Could it be the soul cave required by the Heavenly Soul Technique, but in the sea of soul consciousness of martial cultivators, there is one less, therefore, Zhou Tian is incomplete, just like a canal, and the middle is blocked."
The more he thought about it, the more Su Ling felt that it made sense, and he couldn't help but feel that even his breath was burning, and his eyes were getting brighter and brighter: "If you think about it boldly, this Heavenly Soul Technique is not a human martial artist's soul technique at all, but for demon beasts, spirit races or other races' lifeforms, and the soul caves of other races' lifers are definitely not exactly the same as human beings, and it is reasonable for humans to cultivate Heavenly Soul Skills without one soul cave, and the reason why the Shadowless King has cultivated for countless years and has not succeeded in cultivating is precisely because she is a human being." ” After making an extremely bold judgment, Su Ling made a decision Since there is a lack of a soul cave, then, let's dig one yourself "Through countless previous comprehensions and attempts, I have probably determined which location in the Sea of Soul Consciousness is missing a soul cave" Su Ling smiled, very confident: "What I have to do now is to create a soul cave in that location" The next second, Su Ling closed his eyes again.
He drove his soul power to rush towards the established position.
The heart moves, the soul moves.
With one impact, Su Ling, who was in pain, felt as if he had gone to eighteen layers of hell, and life was worse than death.
Soul The impact of the hard chisel of the soul is like the pain nerve being crushed and grinded, indescribable pain.
Su Ling's body was sweating more and more.
But, he insisted.
It was several hours later.
The hard work paid off, and the soul cave that was dug by him has already been scaled.
Next, Su Ling spent another hour seriously polishing.
"It's almost three days away, and there are still five hours left, success or failure is here, Bao'er, believe me" Su Ling held his breath and muttered to himself.
Then, he tried to cultivate the Heavenly Soul Technique again.
A stick of incense time passes.
Time has passed for two sticks of incense.
The clock goes on.
Less than an hour later. suddenly Su Ling opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were full of ecstasy.
"It's successful, it's really successful" Su Ling trembled with excitement, it was really like a dream.
"I want to calm down, I want to save Bao'er quickly" However, Su Ling was only excited for a moment, and immediately calmed down.
His whole person was out of the blind formation.
Suddenly, Bao'er pounced towards him with teeth and claws.
And Su Ling, standing there, quietly, did not be afraid or dodge.
After the blink.
Bao'er was already in front of Su Ling, and at the same time, Su Ling's throat trembled violently: "Chop" In an instant, a beam of blood-colored soul shadow light burst out from the center of Su Ling's eyebrows, condensing the sword shape, and directly submerged into Bao'er's soul body.
Bao'er, who was still baring her teeth and claws one second, suddenly became quiet and stagnant this second.
In front of Su Ling, the color on Bao'er's soul body was slowly fading.
And at this moment.
In the forbidden area, the mink king and his party are still working hard.
After inspecting another coffin, Song Yiting suddenly wanted to speak and couldn't help but look at the Sable King "Say" What does the Sable King feel Song Yiting looked at him a little wrong, and he felt it, and he asked directly.
"Master, I suddenly remembered that a coffin we checked before, something special," Song Yiting whispered.
"What kind of special method" The Sable King asked lightly, and it seemed that there were no mood swings.
"At that time, in that coffin, there was only a yin spirit, no Su Ling, and there was no difference between it and other coffins, but as I checked more and more coffins, and encountered more and more yin spirits, I aroused the special spirit in that coffin, and there was no resentment on that yin spirit, although it was extremely bloodthirsty, irritable, and irrational, and full of killing, but it did not have a trace of resentment on its body, and I smelled the smell of resentment in other yin spirits" Song Yiting said seriously.
"Are you sure?"
the Sable King stared at Song Yiting deeply.
"OK" Song Yiting thought for a while and nodded.
"Do you remember which one got it?"
the mink king's voice was still emotionless.
"I don't remember, but I remember the coffin that I checked about three days ago."
"Let's go back, we should be able to determine the approximate location three days ago, the range is very small, search carefully, it should be easy to find" the Sable King said in a deep voice.
The group began to head back, because there was no need to check the coffin along the way, so the speed was extremely fast Su Ling naturally didn't know that danger was approaching.
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He was staring intently at Bao'er, staring closely, extremely nervous.
"Bao'er's Bao'er," he called softly from time to time.
I don't know how long it took.
Bao'er felt as if she was coming out of a swamp in a daze, and her head hurt, but her thoughts gradually became clearer and slowly resurged.
In front of him, there is also an increasingly real shadow, it is Su Ling.
"Bao'er, you're awake" Su Ling was overjoyed, and her voice trembled.
"You made it" Boa was a little weak.
"Success, of course success" Su Ling nodded heavily, as happy as a child.
Bao'er is no longer silent, but recovering and cultivating little by little.
Su Ling guarded beside him, laughing vigorously, smirking, and smirking happily After a long while, suddenly Su Ling's smile suddenly converged, his face suddenly became extremely solemn, and his eyes burst with shocking and terrifying divine light.
"The Sable King, they're back, they're coming in our direction, and he knows I'm hiding here," Su Ling muttered to himself.
Because of the successful cultivation of the Heavenly Soul Technique, Su Ling was now able to use his extremely large soul power, and as a result, his perception increased wildly.
At a distance of several kilometers from this coffin, Su Ling felt it clearly.
"Can you directly control this coffin and go deeper?"
asked Bao'er.
"No, although I can use my soul, if I want to control this coffin, I will need some time to master the spirit technique, it's too late" Su Ling took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
Then, Su Ling's face suddenly showed extreme battle intent and madness: "Heaven's will is like this, then let's fight" Meanwhile.
Snort The coffin board moved, not the Mink King and his party, but Su Ling took the initiative to come out.
Since the Sable King and his party must be able to find themselves, of course Su Ling can't sit still, otherwise, if he is blocked in the coffin, the chance of survival is even smaller And taking the initiative to fight in the coffin, there is still a slight chance to survive, isn't it that a slight chance, and it is enough for Su Ling to be crazy about it Tomorrow continues to be exciting: