Peach Fortune Ring

The first thousand and 950 chapters Xueyang God King

Faced with the attack of the five corpse puppet kings, regret and resentment flashed in the eyes of the Qingyu God King. If he was not too careless, how could he be ambushed.

But it's too late to say anything now, only desperate to break through.

"kill!"

The God King Qingyu uttered a roar like thunder, and then, a world appeared in the void behind him, and it was faintly visible that there were mountains, rivers, rivers, oceans, seas, fairy birds and beasts in that world.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

As soon as this world came out, the strength of the Qingyu God King surged, and he knocked the five corpse puppet kings away and fled.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

At this moment, there was a loud noise, and a world appeared in the void behind the five corpse puppet kings, but their world was lifeless, filled with dead air, poisonous air, miasma, and so on.

Then, the bodies of the five corpse puppet kings turned into black streamers, they chased after the Qingxiong God King and raised their hands to kill them.

In desperation, King Qingyu could only turn around to meet the enemy.

"Boom boom boom!"

The two sides clashed fiercely in the void, and even though cracks appeared in the misty forbidden area, Song Yan discovered that the world behind the King Qingyu was slowly fading.

The god king cultivates the Dao, and the god emperor cultivates the origin.

Looking at the two sides in the confrontation, Song Yan vaguely understood something.

The so-called Dao is actually an evolutionary world, but the world behind them cannot be called the real world, because they are not yet capable of self-evolution and self-evolution, and they still need energy provided by the king of gods.

When this world evolves to a certain level, they will be able to become emperors, and then absorb the source to make their world more complete, but the cultivated world can be rooted in chaos, and they will be able to transcend and be promoted to the creator.

And the Shenxu world he had been to before was left by a God Emperor who failed to escape.

The confrontation continued.

The King Qingyu fell into an absolute disadvantage, but he was still dying, playing powerful secret arts one after another, and releasing extremely powerful god king weapons, but he was just dying to be suppressed in terms of numbers.

After half an hour.

Huge cracks appeared in the world behind the King Qingyu, as if it was about to collapse at any moment. At the same time, there were many wounds on his body, which dyed his green robe red.

"Ah, Song Yan, you must die!"

King Qingyu let out a dying scream, and then his whole body was blown up, but his soul turned into a golden light and shot in front of Song Yan, and then entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "God King Qingyu, you are such a joke!"

really.

In the next moment, the divine soul of the Qingyu God King screamed in his sea of ​​consciousness, and his thoughts were directly wiped out by the system boss, turning into a mass of pure soul body.

"Hehe, it's cheap for me!"

Song Yan laughed again, his soul condensed into a sword, cut off a small piece of the soul of King Qingyu, and threw it into the chaotic vortex. It didn't take long for this group of soul to be refined into pure soul power.

With a thought, Song Yan sent these soul powers into the soul and was absorbed by it.

"Yes, Not Bad!"

Song Yan was very satisfied, even if it was only a small part, it made his soul grow a lot.

After cleaning the battlefield.

The little corpse puppet got the God King's storage ring and several broken God King weapons. The battle just now was too fierce, and these God King weapons were broken. Even so, the broken God King weapons are quite valuable .

"We don't need these things, they are all for you!"

The little corpse gave these things to Song Yan.

"Then I'm welcome!"

Song Yan put it away with a smile, then took out twenty drops of blood and handed it to the little corpse puppet.

At the same time, he overturned the previous speculation that the little corpse puppet should not be as simple as the corpse puppet king, because the five corpse puppet kings are all under his command.

Next, Song Yan stayed in the misty forbidden area and slowly refined the soul of the Qingyu God King. He had a premonition that his soul would undergo thirteen transformations without completely refining and absorbing the opponent's soul.

really.

After he refined half of the soul of the Qingyu God King, his soul began to transform again.

This transformation took nearly three months.

After the transformation, no new spiritual powers were produced, but he had a feeling that the two magical powers of "magic" and "infinite reincarnation" were at least ten times stronger.

At the same time, the transformation of the soul made the affinity between Song Yan and the laws extremely abnormal. As long as he had a thought, all the laws within a hundred miles would automatically gather around him.

This means that his cultivation speed has increased a lot.

Saying goodbye to the little corpse puppet, Song Yan walked out of the misty forbidden area, went to complete a five-star mission by the way, and returned to the Holy City of Light as if nothing had happened.

Seeing Song Yan again, many people's eyes were full of strangeness.

Because everyone knew that the Qingtian God King was chasing him, but he didn't expect him to appear in the Holy City of Light openly. Isn't he afraid of being killed by the Qingxi God King?

"Song Yan!"

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind, very familiar.

Song Yan turned around suddenly and found a man and a woman standing there not far away.

The man looked like a middle-aged man, with loose long hair like snow, and a faint smile on his face, but Song Yan couldn't tell the other party's cultivation.

This shows that most of the opponents are god-level masters.

Moreover, he was still standing with Sikong Mingyue. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. Could the other party be the long-lost Xueyang God King?

"Haha, Miss Sikong, long time no see, she is really getting more and more beautiful!"

Song Yan laughed, but he was thinking about how to run away.

"Really? I feel like I've worn out a lot!" Sikong Mingyue said with a half-smile.

"What, I suddenly remembered that I still have something urgent to deal with, so I'm leaving first!" As soon as the words fell, Song Yan turned into a stream of light and ran towards the teleportation array.

But soon, he had to stop, because Sikong Mingyue and the white-haired middle-aged man appeared directly in front of him.