My practice narration is weird

Chapter 285 Let's swallow the soul together

"Disappeared?"

Mr. Hu looked surprised, looking at the twisted muddy ground in front of him.

But then, the melted carpet, bricks, and wooden table reappeared in front of him.

Only one person was missing.

"How did he leave this strange place?"

Mr. Hu thought about it, but then looked aside with gloomy eyes.

I thought I could save him, but the body looked like it had been dead for many days.

This kid is dead.

Even the breath of his soul is gone. I could have saved his life a little.

Mr. Hu felt a little bit reluctant. If he hadn't sealed the blood of the Bailu royal family, would this have happened?

Mr. Hu could imagine Bailu's reaction after knowing Ye Wuyou's death.

But he quickly shook his head and didn't regret his decision.

What father would watch his daughter's life in exchange for someone else's life?

Even if he is hated by his daughter afterwards, the worst that can happen is that the father-daughter relationship is severed. What else can he do?

As a father, he still has to lock her up by his side.

Moreover, there is no construction without destruction...

"Hate me, stupid daughter, you are too weak..."

When I see Bai Lu reach the fifth realm and then defeat me, then the world will be wide open for Ren Hu to go, and I can rest assured.

A trembling voice came from the side, and the voice was dense, like a signal.

"Save me, save me."

The fourth realm great supernatural power wailed, and it seemed that he had not noticed that his young pavilion master was gone.

Mr. Hu was currently trapped in the empty imagination of the future and was upset. He had not thought about caring about that person at first, but he was inexplicably angry when he heard these words.

Lingxue Pavilion, it's all Lingxue Pavilion...

So he slapped it over, and the voice stopped abruptly, and the life force was cut off.

Mr. Hu sighed, squatted down, and was about to collect Ye Wuyou's body.

Hmm?

The soul of the fourth-level cultivator on the side...

"Save me, save me!"

The soul seemed to be dragged by something, struggling and merging into Ye Wuyou's body.

Hu Sanye was shocked and stood up immediately, his face full of doubt.

Damn, he knew that this kid was practicing the magic way, so it was okay to swallow people's souls.

But can he swallow them after they are dead?

"Good boy, if you were born in the heyday of the magic way a thousand years ago, you would be so stupid..."

Hu Sanye said this, but his voice stopped abruptly.

He stepped back silently, staring at the scene in front of him with an incomprehensible look.

A few fresh tree branches broke through Ye Wuyou's skin and drilled out.

In addition, there was a big eyeball.

Ye Wuyou's right eye blinked at this moment, and it changed from the original dullness and silence to agility.

bo~

The right eyeball jumped out of Ye Wuyou's eye socket with bloodshot and mucus at this moment.

Then he jumped on Ye Wuyou's body, looking very happy, as if thinking that this dog thing finally died.

The right eyeball didn't pay attention to the astonished look of Mr. Hu Sanye beside him, but turned his pupils.

Soon, it saw its old predecessor, the good brother.

[Ghost]

The blue figure stood aside, unnoticed by anyone, motionless, like a wooden stake.

The right eyeball blinked, and after Ye Wuyou swallowed the Dao fruit, it became a new Dao, no longer the original lowly weird thing.

It evolved.

Although it was useless, it was still only an illusion.

And it still maintained a higher "wisdom" and "agility" than [Ghost].

In terms of weird IQ, it was very smart.

At this moment, it was very confused.

This body was dead, why didn't [Ghost] occupy it?

The ghost was still motionless, just slightly turned his head, as if glancing at the eyeball.

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Ye Wuyou looked at the scene in front of him, and his eyes changed from blank to familiar.

He looked down at his body. Although it was still human, it was a little illusory.

This was the soul.

The illusory world in front of him also had a sense of déjà vu.

Or, it was something that gave him a familiar feeling.

The dark world was devastated, and in the scorched earth, only a sapling was swaying gently.

This was the only life in this world.

This was the world of the God Tree.

Ye Wuyou could probably realize what was happening.

The strange rules were unsolvable, and at that time, his soul was really about to be completely crushed.

But the sapling of the God Tree in his body moved.

It swallowed itself!

Devouring human souls, the devil is really damned.

However, the scene in front of him was a little beyond Ye Wuyou's expectations.

Just like the real God Tree at the beginning, there were countless white fruits hanging on it.

Of course, those white fruits were actually people.

Although the sacred tree at the moment is only a sapling, there are also several figures hanging on it.

Three figures.

One is the fifth-level old man from Lingxue Pavilion, and the other figure is the man from Lingxue Pavilion who led me before.

What happened to him? I didn't kill him.

The branches inserted into their bodies, as if absorbing some nutrients.

The sacred tree seemed to have grown a little bigger.

But there was another figure, or rather, another soul.

When seeing this soul, Ye Wuyou was silent.

Among the three souls, only this one was different.

His whole body seemed to be wrapped in some kind of crystal, with a faint halo. Although he was hung on the tree, the sacred tree seemed to be absorbing it very slowly.

Blocked?

That soul is the soul of the wind.

As if he noticed something, Feng Xinxin, who was wrapped in crystals, slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were distracted at first, but then they focused on Ye Wuyou's figure.

A faint sneer appeared on Feng Xinxin's illusory soul face.

As if to ridicule.

And sanity?

Can this be tolerated?

Ye Wuyou immediately kicked him hard, hitting the crystal of Feng Xin.

No reaction at all.

Looking at this scene, Feng Xinxin's eyes became even more sarcastic.

But the sacred tree took action.

This scene of Ruifeng Xinxin was too provocative, so the sacred tree stretched out two fresh branches that had just grown out, and slapped the crystal hard.

Along with the whipping of the sacred tree, the crystal seemed to fall into pieces.

Feng Xinxin's expression suddenly became ugly.

Ye Wuyou frowned, raised his head and looked around.

He is not hung on the branches of the sacred tree, he is free.

But how do I leave this place now?

After looking for a long time, there was nothing around except the saplings of the sacred tree.

Ye Wuyou could only focus on the sacred tree, thought for a moment, and hesitated.

"I want to go out."

He didn't know if the sacred tree could understand these words.

Ye Wuyou obviously couldn't understand what the divine tree said, but he understood the meaning of the divine tree's words.

"You can't get out if you're dead." This is what that sentence means.

But I am still in a state of mind now, and my consciousness is very clear.