()Chapter 51 Self-Introduction of the Rich Man

To say that spiritual soul beasts are extraordinary, the horned dragon could not sit up originally, but now it is actually holding Qin Linglong's remaining heart-shaped soul silk ball wrapped in Haotian's gray earthy ball, running faster than Yang Yuhuan.

quick.

Yang Yuhuan and Qiu Long went straight to the depths of the Forest of Destruction. Qiu Long was familiar with the road and chatted with Yang Yuhuan along the way.

"It's a pity that the master is dead, and the master's wife is also dead! I can't see the unification of the Netherworld! I, the horned dragon, will give everything I have. From now on, my goal is to unify the Netherworld and kill the demons!"

"Qiu Long, there is one thing I don't understand." Yang Yuhuan thought of the thousands of ghost king soul beasts that Qiu Long had summoned.

"Alas! Ask! Now that you are the only soul, I will tell you everything I know, and I will tell you everything!"

"Why can't you mobilize the soul beast earlier? If you had mobilized the soul beast earlier, Haotian and Linglong would not have died! Why do you think?" Yang Yuhuan was a little confused.

"Do you think I don't want to mobilize the soul beasts earlier?" Qiu Long glared, "Do I want the master and his wife to die?!"

"Then why did the soul beast appear after Haotian died?"

"I've been in the haze space for thousands of years. This is what I heard from Xiao Mei. All my energy sources come from soul beasts. What's damning is that the haze space has cut off the connection between me and the soul beasts for thousands of years."

"Don't answer the question incorrectly. That's not what I asked." Yang Yuhuan interrupted Qiu Long.

"Listen to what I have to say, and you will understand." Qiu Long was a little dissatisfied because Yang Yuhuan suspected that he was a little dissatisfied, but he thought that he would have to complete Haotian's unfinished business together and kill the demons, so he endured it.

"When our soul beast is born, the spiritual soul thread will be born at the same time. However, the body of the soul beast cannot store the spiritual soul thread, and the spiritual soul thread will float in the air. As the spiritual soul thread accumulates over time,

, and finally formed a spiritual and intelligent soul beast like me. This is almost the same as the master condensing the soul thread of the will power, except that I absorbed the spiritual soul thread, and the master is the soul thread of the will power." Qiu Long said this and wiped it with his hands.

A handful of tears.

"The yin haze space is a very strange thing that can prevent me from absorbing the spiritual soul thread. It may be that one thing absorbs another thing. And all my energy sources rely on the spiritual soul thread. As soon as I enter the yin haze space,

I lost contact with the spiritual soul thread. No

Without the energy supply, my cultivation level is getting lower and lower, and my body is getting weaker and weaker. When the master rescued me, I was already dying. If it had been another half month late, it is estimated that there would no longer be the soul of Qiu Long in the Netherworld.

I'm dead." Qiu Long took a breath and continued.

"When the devil decided to kill us, I probably made a mistake. I thought that no matter how low my cultivation level dropped, I could still control the soul beast. If I could control the soul beast, I would be the same as before.

Except for yin haze space, you can go anywhere else

I passed through. But I didn't expect that my ability was weakened, and my ability to control the soul beasts was also weakened. Those soul beasts spent a lot of effort to enter the demon's space, which delayed the time to rescue the master." Qiu Long finally stated.

Finish what he wanted to express.

"But the master's death is indeed closely related to me. If I hadn't miscalculated, the master would not have died. Unfortunately, I can't tell the master all this. If the master can live again, the first thing to do is to tell him this

.The method I use to absorb the spiritual soul silk is the same as the master absorbs the willing soul silk. Maybe it can speed up the master's cultivation process. However, the master is no longer here." Qiu Long couldn't help but his eyes turned red, and he wiped his tears as he walked.

"The soul made a mistake and the horse missed the hoof. I can't blame you completely! It's also our lack of strength! We all have responsibilities." Yang Yuhuan persuaded Qiu Long, "Now we continue Haotian's unfinished business and avenge him. The most important thing is

Yes. Stop thinking so much."

There is no way to destroy the forest sea. The deeper you go, the thicker the trees and the thicker the weeds. Although they are all gray and gray, they still slow down the speed of Qiu Long and Yang Yuhuan.

Qiu Long carefully held the remaining things of Haotian and Qin Linglong and walked forward slowly. Yang Yuhuan followed closely.

"Back then, how could I go in and out of the Forest of Destruction like this? I could just fly there. It's really depressing like this now." Qiu Long muttered as he walked.

"Can our souls still fly? Just like the souls in front of our Dingyou Mountain? At what level can we fly?" Yang Yuhuan suddenly remembered that the souls seemed to be able to fly.

"You? Wait! I don't know if you can fly until the year of the monkey. Maybe you won't be able to fly until you die." The horned dragon struck Yang Yuhuan unceremoniously.

"Sooner or later, I will let you see that I can fly! Otherwise, how can we talk about pacifying the Netherworld? How can we talk about avenging Haotian?" Yang Yuhuan knew the reality of his situation.

It has been thousands of years since I reached the level of Youguan. Who knows what level I will be able to fly at? Who knows how long it will take? I was not like other souls before, inexplicably immortal. Will I still be immortal now? Who knows?

I don’t know. Maybe I will die soon.

But insisting on fulfilling Haotian's last wish and avenging Haotian inspired Yang Yuhuan, not whether he could, but must.

"Only when you reach the level of Youhuang, the soul body can have the ability to control space and can fly. Your level is still a few levels short of Youwang, and you are still nine levels short of Youwang to Youguan. Although it is only a dozen levels, there are several

Can a soul surpass these ten levels? Anyone can do it if he works hard, but who doesn't persist? If you don't persist, you will die and re-enter the cycle of suffering. Do you think other souls are willing to reincarnate?" Qiu Long's words are really rude.

"Qiu Long, don't worry, I will definitely let you see me fly!" Yang Yuhuan said firmly.

"If you want to fly, you have to work hard!" In fact, Qiu Long's purpose is to cheer up Yang Yuhuan and let her know that there is a long gap between herself and Xiao Mei. If she doesn't work hard, everything will be empty talk.

"The evil spirit is the Youhuang cultivation level?" Yang Yuhuan asked.

"It used to be true, but I heard that if you get something, you can rise to the level above the Nether Emperor. There are at least two levels above the Nether Emperor, and the demons belong to the two levels above the Nether Emperor. The Nether World was in chaos at the time, and it is said that

I heard that it was because those Youhuangs wanted to get that thing, but I don’t know the specific thing. I thought

When I was young and energetic at first, I didn’t know what was and what was. Instead, I relied on the ten thousand soul beasts in my hand to wander into the Netherworld. I didn’t think too much about anything. Anyway, I would kill whatever I didn’t like, and I would kill whatever I liked.

I made good friends, but I accidentally made friends with these bastards like Ji Mei! I was taken advantage of by these bastards!" Qiu Long's face was filled with regret.

Yang Yuhuan and Qiu Long were walking and chatting. Suddenly, a large open space appeared in front of them, and there was a large building on the open space.

"Here we are, this is my old residence!" Qiu Long pointed to the building in front.

Yang Yuhuan followed Qiu Long and walked quickly to Qiu Long's residence.

I couldn't see anything from a distance, but when I got closer to the house, Yang Yuhuan couldn't help but open his mouth.

This horned dragon is worthy of being the overlord of the party.

"Qiu Long, you are simply too rich!" Zhao Feiyan couldn't help but patted Qiu Long on the shoulder.
Chapter completed!