Daqin: The golden list came to the world, Zulong begged me to supervise the country

Ying Changge's soul body trembled slightly at this moment, with strange fluctuations escaping from the spirit body.

Amidst this strange fluctuation, the movement of the Yin soldier also slowed down, as if he felt something very strong and terrifying that could threaten him.

Looking at the Yin soldiers in front of him, Ying Changge controlled his soul body to float forward, and then slapped lightly.

This palm looks simple, but it contains extremely strong soul coercion.

After so long of contemplation, Ying Changge's soul has not only become stronger.

Among those fairy pictures, Ying Changge's control over the body of the soul is becoming more and more proficient.

As long as there is a chance, Ying Changge can manipulate his soul body to attack.

It's just a necessary prerequisite for all of this, and it must be to ensure the safety of one's own body. Only in this way can one use the soul to attack with peace of mind.

"Roar!"

When this palm was struck, the Yin soldier also roared vigilantly, staring at the palm of the soul body in the void.

But the Yin soldier really has nothing to do, his physical body is indeed very strong.

Even in many cases, there are powerful external assistances, such as the armor on his body and the weapons in his hands, which are a great help to him.

But these boosts can only help him to be superior in the real game, and cannot bring him any increase in the soul level.

Just like now, even if the Yin soldiers feel the current situation, they have no choice but to let out a series of low-pitched roars.

Snapped!
This palm slapped fiercely on the soul body of the Yin soldier.

Yin Bing's body suddenly began to tremble, and even his body was a little unstable.

He was originally a rootless ethereal soul, until he was imprisoned by special means and became what he is now, but now that his spirit body is injured, it will be fatal to him!
Yin Bing naturally felt it, and immediately swung his axe. Although he didn't have any particularly high spiritual intelligence, he also knew that as long as he could suppress Ying Changge in battle, it was impossible for Ying Changge to use his soul to attack his!

But Ying Changge is not afraid at all. Although it is difficult for him to hurt the Yin soldiers in front of him, it does not mean that the Yin soldiers can be stronger than him.

Even if it is difficult to penetrate the defense of the Yin soldiers, there is no problem in resisting the attacks of the Yin soldiers.

The outside world kept fighting, but Ying Changge's soul body didn't stop moving, and golden palm prints kept coming out of his soul body.

The soul body of the Yin soldier also trembled more and more obviously under the constant attack.

Finally at some point.

Ying Changge's soul body, another palm!
This palm seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Bang!
The Yin soldier's soul body burst open at this moment.

As the blue-purple spiritual power completely collapsed, the rotten armor seemed to lose its soul at this moment and collapsed directly.

Those armor plates and the giant ax also fell to the ground powerlessly at this moment.

Ying Changge let out a soft breath, and the breath around him was slightly unstable.

Although it was discovered later that the treatment method is still very simple, but in the current situation, the consumption of Ying Changge himself is quite large.

However, this is also the situation where Ying Changge rarely feels powerless for so long.

Sitting cross-legged on Huangquan, Ying Changge stood up from the ground again after his spiritual power had completely recovered.

Ying Changge stepped over the pile of heavy armor and walked forward.

It seems that the first level and the second level are not that difficult.

But what Ying Changge didn't know was that there used to be many people who either lost their minds on the road to heaven, or were forcibly consumed to death by Yin soldiers here.

When Ying Changge walked through Huangquan Road, the moment he stepped out of the road, the surrounding scene changed instantly.

This time, everything around was returned to silence.

The boundless darkness shrouded Ying Changge again.

Ying Changge's figure stood in this vast chaotic void, and a sense of insignificance surged out, which made him a little at a loss.

Boom!

And just as Ying Changge was looking at this endless dark void, there was a loud noise resounding in the darkness. Ying Changge looked up, and in the next moment, a trembling feeling was like madness. It surged out, making Ying Changge's heart tremble crazily.

Because, in the darkness, he saw an incomparably huge light and shadow slowly appearing, that light and shadow was like a black hole, constantly devouring everything.

However, it is not a black hole, but a huge mill with no end in sight.

The giant mill is mottled, covered with traces of time, and its surface is dark, more like the blood of the crushed gods and demons.

Rumble!
The giant mill stands in the darkness, it rotates slowly, under its rotation, everything is being obliterated.

Ying Changge's soul suddenly trembled.

It seems that the thing in front of you has the natural power to suppress the soul.

At this moment, there was an ancient sound that resounded through the dark void.

"If you want to cast a fairy soul, you should grind your soul ninety-nine 81 times, obliterate the old soul, and recast a new soul!"

This voice, as if it had some special magical power, kept echoing in Ying Changge's mind.

Ying Changge's face turned pale.

No wonder, the original Xiao Mo would fail in this level.

Thinking about recasting myself back then, it was already a great pain and courage.

But what is even more outrageous than this is that Ying Changge needs to completely put his soul into the god mill in front of him, go through 81 turns, so as to completely wipe out his soul, and then recast a new soul .

If it succeeds, it means that the real immortal soul will have the opportunity to enter the immortal world.

But if it fails, it is very likely that the soul will be wiped out directly.

If he is lucky, he may completely lose himself like Xiao Mo back then, and thus become an existence on the dark tide plane, only able to linger in the chaotic space.

This is undoubtedly a gamble.

If you succeed, you will live, if you fail, you will die.

Ying Changge looked at the gods and demons in the chaos with slightly trembling pupils. Just standing here at this time required a lot of courage, not to mention putting his own soul into it and being grinded by it.

But before Ying Changge was ready, he felt that his soul, as if being drawn by some special force, began to drift unconsciously in the direction of the god and demon.

boom!
At the moment when Ying Changge's soul fell into the giant mill, Ying Changge's soul watched the dark shadow enveloping him, and then, terrible pain erupted from his soul.

The sharp pain coming from the depths of the soul is enough to make people crazy.