Great Creator

Huang Si: ...

No, he didn't say anything, and he didn't do anything. Why is this Brother Sanxian so self-inflicted?

Don't want this, feeling neurotic.

At this time, another Sanxian soul also began to wake up.

It also emits a faint halo, condensing into a shape.

This figure appears to be that of a middle-aged woman.

I will never obey you! Even if you kill me, I will die with you!

The female soul screamed. She didn't have a weapon in her hand, but she made a gesture of raising a sword, probably she was a sword fairy before she was alive.

Evil thief, I will never forgive you even if I die!

Even if this woman only had a soul, she tried to rush forward and desperately.

Come on, second psycho.

Huang Si's conscious coercion suppressed the woman.

Sanxian's soul is very powerful, even if he is suppressed, he still has consciousness, and even struggles desperately to escape.

Evil cultivator! Let her go!

The Sanxian male from before actually stopped running and rushed back.

The soul does not have a body, so it is very inconvenient to move, and it is much slower to float than the physical body.

But even so, Sanxiannan still tried to reach out to pull the middle-aged woman, as if he wanted to take her to escape.

goodbye.

Huang Si let go of the coercion of consciousness.

Just kidding, they want to escape, but Huang Si doesn't want them yet.

Two neuroses.

Let's see if the soul of a true immortal can be used first.

Huang Si checked the soul of the real fairy who had been sleeping and couldn't wake up, only to find that there was a layer of black energy around the soul. The black energy suppressed the soul, making it impossible for him to wake up at all.

The nature of this layer of energy is very similar to the immortal power possessed by his two Sanxian families, but the attributes seem to be different.

Why is it black Xianli, I haven't seen it before.

Huang Si didn't want to touch this thing with his body, what if?

He threw his soul on the ground and moved a little further away.

The mental force field scratched the surface of the soul a few times, stripping away the black fairy power.

Black air rose up and flew into the air, and was finally annihilated by Huang Si with a mental force field.

Evil Immortal Power!

The self-destructive girl yelled.

And the sad man also looked nervous.

After Huang Si removed the coercion of consciousness, the two of them were still a little dazed, but when they saw the black fairy power, the self-explosive girl immediately rushed over.

She looks like she is desperately trying to drag you to die with her even if the old lady dies.

But the sad man grabbed her spiritual body and pulled it out.

The self-explosive girl was still unwilling to leave, but the sad man suddenly slapped her spirit body, and shouted: We are just souls! If we don't leave, do you want to send death for nothing to cheap evil cultivators!

The girl who blew herself up suddenly woke up, yes! There's no way they could beat it. Don't run and wait to die?

You must know that the souls obtained by evil cultivators often end up worse than death!

She thought it through, turned around, and hurriedly ran away with the sad man.

As they fled, they kept looking towards Huang Si, for fear that he would catch up.

If that old evil cultivator catches up, we will run separately, so that one will always survive. The sad man said.

If you really catch up, I'll stay and fight him hard, at least I can entangle him. At that time, run away! the self-explosive girl resolutely said.

No, if I want to live, I'll let you live. I'm a man anyway. The sad man had a determined look on his face.

Huang Si: ...

What the hell is the old evil cultivator.

Huang Si saw the soul ages of the two loose immortals through the display of the quantitative eye just now, the male is eight thousand years old and the female is twelve thousand. They are all a bunch of old things, so I am ashamed to call him an old evil cultivator.

Regardless of the two neuropathy.

Huang Si focused on the lotus stand at hand.

As the black immortal power was drawn away and annihilated by the spiritual force field, a powerful soul was gradually awakening in the lotus platform.

Huh? Much better than Yuanhe Huangli and the others.

Huang Si observed the state of the real immortal's soul.

Although they are both at the level of human immortals, compared to Yuan He Huangli, who has just risen from a loose immortal and has no sect, this human immortal is obviously different.

However, the movement of that soul seemed a little slow.

It slowly spread out, and then slowly condensed the body.

In the end, the soul of a translucent young man who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old hung in the air, fluttering.

The young man had delicate features, his eyes were half-closed, his expression was in a trance, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Huang Si's consciousness swept across his soul.

I lost one soul and one soul, and my soul is incomplete. It seems that my consciousness is a little slow, and I don't know if I can still use it.

Huang Si thought about it, and finally decided to start with a good communication.

May I have your name?

Huang Si asked.

After hearing his question, the young man raised his eyes slightly to look at him, and said with the wave of his soul:

My name is Yingming.

With a trace of curiosity and doubt in his expression, he stared at Huang Si.

May I ask you are?

I am the creator of this world. Let me ask you a question. Are you willing to become my family member and dedicate your soul and freedom to me? If you want, accept me as your master.

The boy thought for a while.

He seems to be just a ten-year-old handsome boy, and he doesn't even look very bright, but in fact, just suspended in the air, from his soul naturally reveals the powerful force that belongs to the real fairy. None of the Sanxians that Huang Si had ever seen possessed the aura of soul essence.

But if one ignores this soul force, the young man looks like flowers in March and the breeze in September, fresh and lovely.

This young man did not seem to be an ordinary person before his death.

After a while, the young man spoke, and he asked:

Then, is there any benefit for me to recognize you as the Lord?

life.

Huang Si's explanation is concise and to the point.

The boy's delicate eyebrows were raised, and he seemed to understand the meaning of the word.

If it can bring me back to life, I will.

The boy finally made up his mind.

Huang Si checked the young man's condition. The quality of the soul was very high, but there were indeed some signs of damage. However, the thinking ability does not seem to be affected, and the comprehension is quite good.

The character and quality of this person are satisfactory in all aspects.

Okay, then you accept the assimilation.

Huang Si gently touched his little head, the young man raised his head, his big eyes didn't blink on his green face.

Assimilation begins.

The young man clearly sensed the power of assimilation, and even stopped the progress of assimilation.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, and he asked softly:

Will you treat me well in the future?

It's hard to say, but the worst case is that I don't bother to talk to you. Huang Si said.

The boy smiled.

The hindering power completely disappeared, and the golden light instantly infected his entire soul, and the assimilation was completed.

The boy's name is Yingming.

Immortal rank, peak realm.

I don't remember my parentage, but I think it's a big family. Very large, the top three big families of immortal cultivators within a certain star field.

His father is Da Luo Jinxian.

Since Yingming was born, she was killed when she was only sixteen years old.