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Chapter 50: Though the body is dead, the Dao still exists

() Yang Yuhuan looked at Qiu Long in surprise. She didn't understand anything about the hidden space.

"I know how to take away the hidden space. Even the super space is just the same as the hidden space. But with your ability, it is impossible to take away all the super space. You can only give up all the buildings in the space and take them away.

All useful stuff."

"Can I?"

"It should work, you try!" Qiu Long picked up the soul condensing bag left by Haotian, which Xiao Mei didn't care about. "However, even if you succeed, you can only use the space as a soul condensing bag to hold things.

.”

"That's alright! Souls with the ability of the devil have to come here alone to collect this space. There must be good things in it! If there are good things, our Dingyoushan strength will increase again. We will help Haotian fulfill his last wish.

It might be a little bigger.”

"There must be good things, but the devil is not just for good things. The super space is also related to the cultivation of the soul. Let's not talk about this now. Let's try to see if we can take away this space!"

Qiu Long then asked Yang Yuhuan to follow his instructions. He only regretted that he was a soul beast and had no way to control soul threads other than soul beasts. Otherwise, everything here could be moved to Dingyou Mountain, including Qin Linglong's body.

It's not that Qiu Long and Yang Yuhuan don't want to take Qin Linglong's body back to Dingyou Mountain, but it's really too unsafe for their two souls to take a corpse away in this dangerous forest sea of ​​Deyou. Qiu Long himself is not sure now.

What else can you encounter if you destroy the Netherworld? What’s more, the Netherworld really doesn’t care about your own body.

Yang Yuhuan followed Qiu Long's instructions and wrapped the soul thread left by Xiao Mei with his own separated soul thread, and inserted the soul thread left by Xiao Mei into his own soul thread. Slowly, Yang Yuhuan's soul thread surrounded Xiao Mei.

The soul thread forms a relatively thick soul thread.

Then, Yang Yuhuan and Qiu Long felt the ground beneath their feet shaking, and the space around them was slowly shrinking.

The shrinking space passed by the mound, and the mound automatically left the space. After passing the trees, the trees automatically left the space. When approaching the hut, Qiu Long signaled Yang Yuhuan to pause.

Qiu Long asked Yang Yuhuan to try using his soul thread to lift things out of the hut.

Yang Yuhuan followed Qiu Long's instructions and put a strand of his soul into the hut, pulling all the things inside into the space where they did not disappear.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yuhuan completed it easily.

The space shrinks smaller and smaller, but it is clearly visible that the walls of the space are getting thicker and thicker, slowly turning into a pocket-like space.

Yang Yuhuan kept taking things out of the hut and putting them into the space that would be turned into pockets, removing unnecessary things from the space.

Yang Yuhuan's colleagues who concentrated on condensing the space also had to eliminate houses, mounds and trees. In Yang Yuhuan's mind, in addition to houses, mounds and trees, other things in this space should be useful. So he didn't care about the rest.

What is it, a lump of income is about to become pocket space.

Yang Yuhuan followed the method mentioned by Qiu Long, and after finally condensing the space into a pocket, he said to Qiu Long smoothly.

"Qiu Long, I have condensed the space pocket according to your method."

"Ah, ah! Oh!" Qiu Long replied quickly.

Yang Yuhuan turned around and saw the horned dragon with its mouth open and a surprised look on its face.

"What's wrong?" Yang Yuhuan was confused. This method of condensing space pockets was taught to him by Qiu Long. What's so surprising?

"No! You..." Qiu Long didn't know what to say, "Do you know? What surprises me is the countless exotic flowers and plants and all kinds of golden spirits here. The number is simply difficult to calculate.

.But what I’m more surprised about is, why did you throw those soul bodies in? Do you want those soul bodies too? That’s not a good thing!”

"Oh," Yang Yuhuan looked through the space pocket and saw that there were countless things, including flowers and plants, golden jade, hundreds of magic weapons, and of course some soul bodies, "I don't know.

Be careful how you put them in. I'll kill them right now!"

"No, no! If the master is here, he will let them all go. Because the master wants to pacify the Netherworld, not baptize the Netherworld. As long as they can change their ways, according to the way the master handles things, he should let them go.

Theirs.”

"Okay! Since we want to fulfill Haotian's last wish, we must do things according to Haotian's way of doing things."

It seems that although Haotian is dead, he does live in the hearts of Qiu Long, Yang Yuhuan and other souls. They will try their best to maintain Haotian's style in doing things. Although the soul is dead, the style still exists.

"None of you souls are good! If you can change your ways, we can spare your lives!" Yang Yuhuan took out all the souls in the space pocket and scolded him coldly.

"We will definitely change our ways, please let us go!" The soul that once held the whip said quickly, and the other souls quickly agreed.

"Okay!" Yang Yuhuan glanced at Qiu Long, "You go! But next time I find you doing evil, I won't show mercy!"

Looking at the back of the soul that fled away, Yang Yuhuan whispered to Qiu Long, "Qiu Long, this should be Haotian's way of doing things?"

"I think it's about the same!" Qiu Long was not very sure either.

"Then let's go, we have to rush back to Dingyou Mountain to bury Haotian and Qin Linglong."

"Okay! Let's go! But looking at the pockets of space you have condensed, I think we have hope." Qiu Long said as he walked.

"What hope?"

"The quality of this space bag is not very good. Compared with the soul-condensing bag, it is far behind! This shows that the demon is still far from the legendary level! We still have hope."

"What legendary level?"

"When the time comes, you will know for yourself that it is the most powerful ability in the Netherworld. If you ask me to explain it in detail, I can't explain it."

"As long as I know that we still have a chance to avenge Haotian, that's all! I don't want to know that much!"

"Yeah! When I was hanging out in the Nether World, I also collected some things. We took them out by the way and went back to Dingyou Mountain. Sister Yuhuan, do you think it's okay?" Qiu Long seemed to suddenly remember something.

"Okay! As long as it is good for Dingyou Mountain, we will go! It is good for Dingyou Mountain, that is, it is good for pacifying the Netherworld, that is, it is good for following Haotian's last wish, and it is good for us to kill demons.

.Why not go!"

Haotian's influence on Yang Yuhuan can be said to be deep-rooted!

"There must be benefits! If the master hadn't died, I would still keep it! It's my private property! Now for the sake of the master, I decided that I don't want it anymore! Fulfilling the master's last wish and revenge are the most important things!"

Haotian's influence on Qiu Long is even more deep-rooted! After Haotian's death, the haze space that could kill Qiu Long has disappeared. At this time, it is completely out of Qiu Long's consideration. What Qiu Long is now thinking about is how to complete Hao

Heaven's last wish is to kill the devil and avenge his master.

"What?"

"Let's go! You'll know when we get there!"
Chapter completed!
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