I'm the son of destiny

Chapter 221 Saint Soul
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People must rely on themselves!
For some reason, Chen Yan recalled such a sentence in his mind at the moment.

He had already forgotten who said this sentence, but it sounded particularly beautiful when he heard it now.

Whether it's the alchemy conference just now, or begging for alchemy.

It's still the same now, originally pointing at his family to help him.

But it all came to nothing.

No one can help him at a critical time.

Chen Yan thought about it carefully, and all this was due to his own lack of ability.

If you have enough ability, if you are a ninth-grade pharmacist, then the pharmacist conference will not fail.

Similarly, now he will not be threatened by the black spirit of the soul, and he will not be slaughtered like fish on a chopping board.

From now on, everything depends on yourself!

Of course, the premise is that you have passed the level of the Soul Wuling in front of you first.

Thinking of all the joints, Chen Yan calmed down a little, looked at the ready-to-move Hun Wuling, and calmly said:

"I don't know how the senior wants to deal with it?"

Looking at Chen Yan, Hun Wuling smiled sympathetically, and did not hide his own thoughts: "My Soul Heaven Palace is based on the soul, and it has grown from the soul to this day."

"It can be said that the reason why my Soul Heaven Temple is today is entirely due to the mysterious and unpredictable soul power."

"Among all living beings, soul power is also divided into grades, and the most outstanding among them is the soul power of an alchemist!"

Having said that, Hun Wuling paused for a moment, then glanced at Chen Yan meaningfully, and then continued: "So, guess how I should punish you?"

"You want my soul power?!"

When Chen Yan heard this, although he was mentally prepared, his face changed drastically, and his expression paled with shock.

In fact, it's no wonder that Chen Yan was so panicked. Soul power is the foundation of a pharmacist, and it's the most important thing.

The root cause of why alchemists of the same level are divided into different grades is the difference in soul power!

The reason why Chen Yan was able to perform so well at the alchemist conference was also closely related to his soul power.

If Hun Wuling's punishment is to seize soul power, then this result is not something he can bear!

He can accept fines, strength blows, and any form of punishment, except that he cannot accept the punishment of soul power!

This is the foundation of his standing, there can be no mistakes!
Therefore, Chen Yan, who had just calmed down, panicked again.

He forced himself to calm down, but the result seemed a little hopeless, as if no matter what, he couldn't escape the sanction of Soul Wuling.

After all, this matter was approved by Chen Jincheng, and the other Wanbao Pavilion members also maintained their default attitude.

It seems that extracting the soul has become a foregone conclusion.

He wanted to struggle, but he didn't know who to turn to for help.

Venerable Dan?
The mud bodhisattva can't protect himself when he crosses the river!
Chen Jincheng?
It seems that Hunwuling's action this time has obtained his tacit approval!

These are the two most important people among the people I know. Apart from these two, basically no one can save him.

Hun Wuling seemed to see what Chen Yan was thinking, so he said with a strange smile: "Boy, don't struggle fearlessly, no one will come out to save you."

"Don't worry, I will be very measured in my actions. At most, I will lose two-fifths of your soul power."

"You have wasted our hundreds of billions of spirit stones, and now you only draw two-fifths of your soul power, which is already considered cheap for you."

"If it wasn't for Chen Jincheng to protect you, even if you were wiped out, it wouldn't be able to make up for our loss!"

Ha ha!

Is two fifths less? !
Chen Yan sneered in his heart, if possible, he really wanted to give Hun Wuling a big mouth.

Also, if he lost two-fifths of his soul power, would Chen Jincheng still protect himself like today?
Probably not either!

What Chen Jincheng values ​​is his own potential, if he loses this potential, he will absolutely abandon it.

Anyway, geniuses, these lofty saints, have seen too much.

The reason why a genius is called a genius and not a boss is because a genius will die at any time before becoming a real boss.

But the boss will not!
This is the most fundamental difference between the two.

Chen Yan panicked in his heart, but he didn't have any intention of resisting in the face of Hun Wuling.

In fact, even if he wanted to resist, there was nothing he could do.

In addition to the Soul Wuling in front of him, there are also a dozen or so saints outside.

As long as I act a little rashly, the dozen or so saints who are holding back their fire will definitely use themselves as a vent.

Despair, fear, helplessness, and powerlessness filled Chen Yan's heart.

Even during the time when he lost his talent and became useless, he was not so helpless.

This time, is it really going to be a waste material?
Looking at the Hunwuling who was approaching every step of the way, Chen Yan roared in his heart, "No, absolutely not, my fate is up to me!"

"My journey is not over yet, my journey of genius has just begun!"

"I absolutely can't fall here!"

Chen Yan roared wildly, looking at the approaching Soul Wuling step by step, with red eyes, he suddenly yelled:
"and many more!"

Hun Wuling was stunned for a moment, looked at the roaring Chen Yan, and said with a strange smile: "Boy, don't do any boring struggles, and don't waste my time!"

Chen Yan said eagerly: "Senior really want to extract my soul power?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?!"

"No smoking, okay?"

"Boy, you are making fun of me, right? I don't have time to joke with you!"

Hun Wuling felt that he was being tricked, his eyes were extremely cold, and he wanted to control Chen Yan with his gestures.

"and many more!"

Chen Yan roared again, "If I can take out the same thing, can it be exchanged for my soul power?"

Hun Wuling sneered and shook his head: "Boy, natural talents and earthly treasures are like Chinese cabbage in the eyes of this deity. Only the souls of your alchemists are the real delicacy!"

Chen Yan was sweating coldly, but he still said quickly: "If, if I can take out a soul power, a saint's soul, can it be my life?!"

"What do you say, I won't either"

Halfway through Hun Wuling's words, he immediately reacted, and looked at Chen Yan in disbelief, "What did you just say?"

"The soul of a saint!!!"

Rao Yihun Wuling's concentration, when he heard this sentence, he couldn't help but screamed in surprise, and his eyes revealed a sense of disbelief.

Before Chen Yan said this, his heart was suppressed like a mountain of gods, but after he said it, he felt much more relaxed.

He nodded solemnly, "That's right, the soul of a saint!"

(End of this chapter)