Chapter 141
Lonely and cold.
Everywhere you look, there are random ethereal soul bodies, filling the entire field of vision.
Surrounded by an infinite number of soul bodies, there stood a huge spirit mirror, whose height was unknown how many meters, and its width was unknown, like the ancient legend of Buzhou Mountain, connecting the sky and the earth.
There was a trace of waves in the mirror, and a misty figure loomed.
"You are the master of the soul, the creator of the mirror, and the destination of the souls of the unbelieved. "
Thou art great, thou art wiser, thou wilt guide the soul of the bewildered lamb!"
"Praise thou, great lord!"
When the voice of the blasphemous priest Murong Ya's pious prayer was transmitted through the underworld, it also awakened the existence in the spiritual realm.
A pair of huge pupils opened in the mist, like two cold moons hanging high in the sky.
Following the direction from which the prayer came, the Lord of Souls, Ayalay, saw a soul that radiated a light red! The
Lord of Souls, Ayalay, was a master of insight into the soul, and after countless years, he had already known that the soul had a difference in quality, from low to high, gray, white, green, blue, purple, red, orange, black, and colorful.
Although the soul of the desecrated priest Murong Ya was only barely reaching the edge of the red soul, it was also a very rare existence.
For the Lord of Souls, Ayalay, such a high-quality soul, whether it is used to devour or bewitched into one's own followers, is a very lucrative thing.
In the face of such a high-quality soul, the soul lord Aye Lai Zhi also has his own set of methods, planning to give the blasphemous priest Murong Ya a dismount, leaving an indelible mark in her heart, and then slowly transforming the other party into his own dependents step by step through the way of sticks and carrots.
He has used this practice countless times over the past countless years, and it can be said that he is very skillful.
"I am omnipotent......"
When the soul lord Ayelai had just spoken, he suddenly found that there was a huge black dragon in his sight.
Fifty stories tall and massive, several laps larger than the average adult dragon, it looked like a moving hill, and the scales the size of an adult's palm were lined up one after another, covering the huge dragon body in layers, glowing with a pitch-black matte glow in the afterglow of the sun.
From time to time, from the cracks in the scale armor, fireworks like magma flowed from time to time, and the abdomen was red from time to time, and the furnace stomach pouch was like a nuclear fusion vessel, constantly emitting a scorching heat, and as long as you got a little closer to the dragon's abdomen, you could feel a rush of heat.
On top of the dragon's head, there are deformed dragon horns rising from the ground, crossing to form a crown-like existence, and in the entanglement of a pitch-black demonic aura, the golden vertical dragon pupils are like two giant lights, flashing with aggressive light.
The black dragon raised his head suddenly, his gaze as if he had penetrated the infinite distance, and met the soul lord on the other side, Ayelai Consciousness.
As ridiculous as it may seem, it is happening in front of the eyes of the Lord of Souls, Ayalay.
If that were all there was to it, the Lord of the Souls, Ayalay, would only be regarded as an ignorant person's curiosity about himself.
But the next moment, when he heard a sentence from the mouth of the black dragon, it almost made the soul lord Aye Lai Zhi go berserk!
"Hurry up and work, don't delay time!" The
black dragon's words were obviously said to the blasphemous priest Murong Ya beside him, and they happened to interrupt the words of the soul lord Aye Lai Zhi.
But no one who is in power can allow others to interrupt him, because this is not only ignoring his own authority, but also invisibly slapping himself in the face.
The Lord of the Soul, Ayalai Consciousness, has been in charge of the power of the evil god for many years, and has already developed the habit of emptying his eyes, where can he tolerate the nonsense of a black dragon?
Does this take me seriously?
The fog in the spirit mirror seems to be affected by the anger of the Lord of Souls, Ayalai Consciousness, and it has been dispelled a little, revealing the tip of the iceberg.
Beneath the cold soul fireworks, was a body entwined with long chains.
Even if it was just a momentary effort, it revealed an indescribable cold aura for the soul, causing a large number of souls to freeze around it.
However,
before the Lord of Souls, Ayalay, could react, he saw a channel in the void to steal divine power, connecting to him.
The other end of the channel for stealing divine power, the moment he suddenly loaded the black dragon, the black dragon was like a homeless person who had not eaten enough for more than ten days on the street, and suddenly devoured it.
"Suck!"
A large amount of divine power was brutally extracted from the body of the soul lord Ayerai, and the feeling was like a strong man meeting a middle-aged aunt on a big night, and he was slammed to the ground and absorbed.
That kind of pain, not to mention how uncomfortable it is!
The Lord of Souls, Ayelai, shuddered and felt that the divine power in his body was constantly being drained, and he was immediately shocked and angry.
"Damn thief!" "
You're looking for death!" an
angry roar echoed through the void.
As for the revenge that should exist?
The distance between the two sides is extremely far, and the soul lord Aya Rai can only roar incompetently, and in addition, he quickly cut off the channel for stealing divine power.
This is still very simple for an evil god.
The Lord of Souls, Ayalay, originally thought that if he cut off the connection, there would be no problem.
Unfortunately, this is just the beginning of the nightmare.
In the next step, the Lord of the Souls, Ayalai Consciousness, thoroughly felt what it was like to be entangled by the old lai.
Every few seconds, a channel to steal divine power appears, stealing divine power from him at a breakneck speed.
It's as annoying as a fly, sting a bag on itself every once in a while, killing one, and coming another, and so on.
On the other hand, Yang Ming,
at this moment, Yang Ming only felt that he had taken a bite of the Ten Perfection Tonic Pill, and his whole body was full of transparent comfort.
Compared to the divine power of the Lord of Flesh and Blood, Akris, the divine power of the Lord of Souls, Ayerai, gives people a completely different feeling, cold and cold, just like eating a cold ice cream cone in summer, not to mention how comfortable it is.
Eating ice cream is also prone to stomach aches, and absorbing the divine power of evil gods is even more risky.
For ordinary beings, the divine power of the evil god can be called arsenic-like existence, and once it is infected, it is easy to be distorted and become a monster that only knows how to kill.
But for the black dragon with the furnace stomach pouch, none of this is a problem!