Demon Becoming the Lord

"Brother, did you succeed?" Xiaodao asked with concern.

"I don't know!" Xiao Lang reluctantly raised his head and gave a bitter smile. He looked at the knife, only to find the loneliness in his eyes. His body shook and he asked aloud: "Little knife, did you awaken successfully?"

The knife lowered his head and was ashamed, and shook his head bitterly, "Brother, I...I didn't wake up successfully!"

Hearing the words of the knife, Xiao Lang was like a thunderbolt in the sky. He staggered a few steps and almost fell to the ground. He widened his eyes in confusion and shook his head in disbelief and muttered, "This is unreasonable, this is unscientific. …"

"Don't you know? I teach you the secret of summoning spirits, you will know if you can summon them!"

Holding the only hope, the old spiritual master began to teach everyone the secret of summoning souls. Xiao Lang and Xiaodao's eyes lit up, as if the drowning man saw the only life-saving straw, and immediately stared at the divine master to learn the secret of summoning.

"Haha, it's a heavenly soul, let's come out!"

Xiao Qinglong's fifth son, Xiao Yu, immediately summoned, and a black dragon phantom suddenly appeared behind his body, magnificent and powerful, absolutely a heavenly soul.

The other children and five people summoned spirits, all of them were of the ground level. The knife summoned, but he shook his head bitterly, ashamed, like a kid who did something wrong.

Summoning the soul is very simple, lock the mind, search for the soul, and then call it to release it.

"by!"

Using the method of a divine master, Xiao Lang's consciousness settled in his mind, only to find a faint purple grass vine phantom inside. He opened his eyes and yelled like a ghost in the day.

The old master and the young master looked at each other, their eyes lit up at the same time, and the young master immediately asked: "What's wrong? You have a soul in your mind? Call it out quickly."

The eyes of the knife lit up, and Xiao Yu and others immediately took back their spirits and locked Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang was confused, how did this weird grass vine become his own soul?

He called the grass vine according to the method taught by the old priest, and as expected, a phantom of grass vine suddenly appeared behind his body, surrounding his body, emitting a faint purple light.

"This…"

The young master frowned and looked at the old master in surprise. The old master furrowed his brows, circled Xiao Lang a few times, and carefully observed it several times before he said in disbelief, "How could it be possible to... summon a dead soul? It doesn't make sense!"

"Waste... Divine Soul?"

Xiao Lang's pupils dilated, his eyes filled with horror and said, "Master, is this... a waste of spirit?"

Abandoned Soul is not common, but there are not too many. Today, the Abandoned Soul is awakened as a rabbit. It has no bonuses such as offensive and defensive power. It has no benefit to the martial artist's strength, nor does it have any magical powers.

"Grass, vines, flowers, and trees are all waste spirits. Although your grass vine is purple, it is obviously a waste spirit. Because... he doesn't have the attributes of a human rank or heaven rank spirit, let alone a holy spirit. I'm here The Soul Pavilion has been in the Soul for more than 30 years and you won’t be wrong, don’t believe it...you can lock your mind on Soul Soul, feel it, and see if you have Soul Soul combat skills?

The old priest was full of regrets. Originally, he still felt a holy spirit coming, but he didn't expect this young man to awaken as a dead spirit, making him happy for a moment. He sighed, and laughed at himself and murmured: "Hehe, I think too much, little Eastern Region, how could a holy spirit descend?"

Xiao Lang immediately locked his consciousness with his mind, and his face became pale, because he didn't feel anything about the combat skills of the soul. Instead, Xiao Yu exclaimed with excitement: "Wow, my soul comes with a heaven-ranked soul combat skill to turn the clouds and rain!"

The rest of the awakened youngsters checked, and they all found that they had the battle skills of the gods, but they were all from the ground level.

Xiao Lang and Xiaodao looked at each other, completely desperate.

"Go out!"

The old priest sighed, his tone became extremely indifferent and no mood swings, and he waved his hand to let the young priest take everyone out.

Xiao Lang walked out with the people in despair. The knife was also full of bitterness. Both of them were full of confidence before awakening the spirit, and felt that the heavenly spirit was stable. But I did not expect that one of the two awakened the waste spirit, and the other did not awaken at all...

Walking out of the Soul Pavilion, a glance swept over, and the young master announced the results. The news spread, and the audience was in an uproar!

Xiao Qinglong and all family veterans frowned, and Cha Muyun Zishan Dongfang Hongdou's eyes were filled with misunderstanding and disbelief. Xiao Kuang, Xiao Jin, Zuo Ming, Dongfang Indifference, and others were taken aback for a moment, then went crazy and burst into laughter, and then realized that this kind of laughter was wrong. He immediately pretended to cough and lowered his head, but the corners of his mouth made a mockery...

The imperial young man, the first son of the imperial capital generation, the quasi-young patriarch of the Xiao family!

Jokes, all jokes!

Awaken the dead soul?

Hahahaha...

Xiao Kuang, Xiao Jin, Xiao Ye, Zuo Ming, Dongfang Moran and others desperately held their stomachs to prevent themselves from laughing. In the past few months, Xiao Lang has been overwhelmed with breath, and lost his face several times, but today the fire in the hearts of the few people has all vented, and it feels like a god-given, from head to toe!

"How is it possible? How is it possible?"

Dongfang Hongdou looked at Xiao Lang, who was full of loneliness, and his eyes kept murmuring absentmindedly. Even if he didn't awaken the heavens and awakened a level, with Xiao Lang's terrifying fighting consciousness, he might become a strong man who scorned him by practicing hard. .

But it's a waste of spirit, waste of spirit...

"Impossible, it doesn't make sense?"

Chamu blinked and couldn't figure out that the knife couldn't awaken the soul. Maybe it was because of his parents, or maybe his race could not be awakened at all, but Xiao Lang was totally unreasonable.

"Ugh…"

Yun Zishan sighed deeply, a trace of sadness flashed in the depths of his eyes, turning his head, it seemed that he couldn't bear to see Xiao Lang so lonely.

"Haha, yes, Xiaoyu! You awakened the heavenly spirits, and you will be rewarded a lot after you go back. Haven't you always wanted an independent yard? After you go back, Hidden Dragon Pavilion will reward you!"

In the distance, Xiao Qinglong and the elders of Xiao's family had taken their gazes from Xiao Lang's side, and they all locked on Xiao Yu. Xiao Qinglong’s face was full of joy that couldn’t be hidden. He had nine sons and awakened five. This was the second one who awakened the heavenly souls. The other three were all ground-levels. Xiao Yu’s successful awakening made this He was quick to agree, extremely happy.

Emperor Xiao Qing suppressed him for decades, but a waste was born. He gave birth to nine sons, all of whom are better than his sons! Emperor Xiao Qing died, he became the head of the Xiao family, and possibly the next head of the Xiao family.

It turns out that he won, he is better than Emperor Xiao Qing!

Thinking of this, Xiao Qinglong quickened his mind, even more excited than Xiao Kuang Zuo Ming and others. However, as the Patriarch of the Xiao Family, the Great General King of the dynasty, of course, his city and manners could not be too obvious. He faintly praised Xiao Yu and continued to chat with the Patriarch of the Dongfang Family. The expression was light and calm, and he didn't look at Xiao Lang again.

The suppressed laughter of Xiao Kuang and the others, Xiao Qinglong's faint words, a pair of mocking eyes, they were like slaps hitting Xiao Lang across the air, causing a fiery pain on his face.

He swept away at the crowd in a daze, but saw all the mockery, consternation, sigh, and sympathy. The only difference was the relief in Chamu's eyes, and the distress in Dongfang Hongdou's eyes. Yun Zishan looked down at him sideways, his eyelashes flicked, I don't know if I dare not look at him or don't want to look at him...

The next group of awakened children had already entered, and the door of the Shenhun Pavilion was closed tightly, leaving only Xiao Lang and Xiaodao standing there stupidly.

No one came over to comfort and inquire, the two of them seemed to be abandoned by the world at this moment...

The cold wind blew up Xiao Lang's clothes, messed up his hair, and lost his eyes.

Suddenly, he felt that this year's Soul and Soul Festival, it seemed to be particularly cold, and it was cold in his heart.