Life Control Chart

Shi Yu once again made Ben Ye feel comfortable, and while everyone was sleeping, he sneaked into the soul sea of ​​the monk who faked his death. This was now the ninth time, and he was very familiar with the process.

As soon as he entered the monk's body, Shi Yu was amazed. Although it was still withered and shriveled, the monk's meridians were dozens of times stronger than the previous ones.

"This is a big guy!" Shi Yu couldn't help but get excited and quickened his pace. Drilling into the soul sea again, it is even more vast, with a radius of several thousand feet, and there is a huge soul hanging alone inside.

When Shi Yu saw this soul, he was completely shocked. This soul was still extremely withered and decadent, but it was already more than a hundred times larger than his own normal soul that had grown several times.

The sum of all the souls that had devoured the monks before was not even one-tenth of the soul in front of me, no! One percent!

The silver thread inserted into the soul is sparse, leaving enough space for you to stand on top of the soul without touching it. It's not that there are too few silver hairs, but that the soul is too big. The silver hairs that are dozens of times larger than others are alienated.

"Oh my god!" Shi Yu exclaimed in his heart, "If this person were normal, how powerful would he be? Senior brother, no! He is the master, how can he be so powerful?"

After so long, Shi Yu has made a rough judgment about the monks and prisoners here through his own training and growth. Master Ben is basically on par with the senior brother. The other monks should be in the realm of about five hundred to one thousand centuries. This is already an amazing power.

But here, there is an even more terrifying guy lying there. How long has such a powerful monk been imprisoned? Even he fell into suspended animation!

Shi Yu had deep doubts about whether he could escape from this dark abyss. After being lost for a long time, Shi Yu still gritted his teeth and turned red. He stepped on the surface of the soul with one arrow and inserted the soul needle into the ball of soul.

In his daze, Shiyu saw the tragic scene in Qingxi again, and heard Yutong's wild laughter. His excitement left him with no time to think about it, except for one thought.

"I will go out, I must go out! Yu Tong, wait for me..." Shi Yu pondered his thoughts silently, and the surging soul essence no longer gave him a comfortable and carefree feeling. In his eyes, Only Yutong stood on the ruins of Shenyu filled with sky fire and laughed wildly.

"Bold!" The accident happened just when Shi Yu was thinking furiously and before he could swallow many souls.

Unintentionally, Shi Yu was too close to the soul, and the body-protecting shock wave swayed by the slow rotation of the world soul had already shattered many of the silver hairs stuck on the soul of the monk in the suspended animation, and gently penetrated into the soul, but he was immersed in it. Undetected in the sad memories.

Shi Yu's carelessness allowed the world soul to resurrect the spiritual soul whose intelligence had not been destroyed.

The angry shout hit Shi Yu's soul hard, instantly shattering Shi Yu's soul body in human form. Pieces of soul fragments exploded and scattered all over the soul sea. The black world soul seemed to be trapped by spit out

The date core suddenly burst out from the depths of Shi Yu's soul and was nailed to the inner wall of the soul sea with a snap.

"Why is this happening! Why doesn't this monk have a spirit annihilation!" Shi Yu shouted in horror, regretting that he was too careless and didn't realize that this soul still had intelligence.

Shi Yu was so shocked that he didn't dare to think too much. He hurriedly gathered the fragments of his soul and managed to form them into one body and threw himself on the world soul. This heavy blow would have been blown away by the loud shout if he hadn't cultivated the spirit training and solidified his soul body. It became Tencel and died instantly.

Even so, Shi Yu felt that he was almost dead from his injuries, and the feeling of death came one after another and hit every broken soul.

The huge soul can't help but expand and contract, like a reviving heart. The soul needles that Shi Yu had inserted into the dry soul and devoured it broke off one by one. Even the densely packed silver hairs trembled as the needle tails were slowly forced out of the soul, and they were about to fall off completely.

Endless divine soul light broke through the withered skin of the divine soul and broke out of the barrier. The withered divine soul suddenly swelled and exploded, and the surging divine soul swept through every corner of the soul sea like a tsunami.

"Buzzing", the whole soul sea rang out, countless silver hairs condensed from the void, pierced the glare as soon as they became solid, rushed towards the surging soul at extremely high speed, piercing the soul like gnats, shaking the needle tail Drill in as hard as you can. The rapidly expanding soul trembled violently, and quickly dropped the silver hairs that shattered like electric switches.

On the one hand, he was rising up to resist, and the supreme force swept away the silver hair; on the other hand, he was endlessly emerging, and he rushed forward without fear of death. The two sides were in a stalemate with their strange forces.

Shi Yu was stunned, and kept asking in his mind: It turns out that a monk can really resist the confinement of this cage with his own strength. Then, will the monk in front of him regain his memory immediately? Why was he thrown here? And why don't you get away and leave? I relied on the magic weapon of the World Lord level, the World Soul, to resist Yinhao, but he could fight on par with his own soul alone. Is he comparable to the World Lord? There are more and more questions, and Shi Yu is getting weaker and weaker.

Shi Yu didn't dare to think about it anymore, let alone look at it. The divine soul tightly wrapped the world soul and was about to escape. No matter whether the suspended divine soul awakened or the owner of the prison was alerted, there would be no good end for him. He could only escape quickly and pretend to be asleep to escape this disaster.

However, it was too late. What the restless soul attracted was no longer silver specks, but silver light all over the sky. If Shiyu had the memory of that time, it would be exactly the same as the scene when he first woke up. Xuming Heiyuan felt There was an unusually strong rebound, and then they were suppressed with all their strength.

Shi Yu had nowhere to hide, so he had to tighten his soul body and drill desperately into the inner wall of the soul sea, trying his best to avoid the rolling torrent of souls and the huge waves of silver hair that followed.

"Get lost!" Another angry shout, the soul completely exploded, instantly filling the entire soul sea, violently rushing out along the meridians, and the withered and shriveled meridians suddenly swelled.

"It's over..." Shi Yu hid in the world soul and kept wailing.

This monk really woke up.

Shi Yu was trapped in the soul sea of ​​this fake dead monk, and he didn't see a more bizarre scene unfolding in the black prison.

Everyone was sleeping, even the slight snoring had been silent, and the deathly darkness enveloped every inch of space. Master Ben was sleeping soundly on the human mat that only he could enjoy. Only under him was there a little softness in the entire prison.

Suddenly, the layers of human mats exploded, and dozens of human-shaped thin sheets flew in all directions, slashing into the cave wall like a blade, and sand and gravel fell down.

The cave, which had been dark for eternity, or had never seen light since Shi Yu entered, was now as bright as day. Endless silver needles suddenly appeared and danced, chasing and stabbing every monk, whether they were awake, asleep, or the dozens of monks who had pretended to be dead and had become dry skin embedded in the wall.

Because the soul power of the leaping monk covered the entire cage, and everyone was covered by his soul, the silver needles stabbed at every soul without hesitation.

Like hot oil poured into the water, everyone jumped up and ran away madly at the same time, instinctively avoiding the pursuit of the silver needles, and some monks even jumped thousands of feet into the deep space.

No one had ever known about the silver needles in their memory, but it seemed that everyone knew to avoid the silver needles' spikes.

However, everything was in vain. No matter how fast they ran or how high they flew, no one could stop the silver needles from breaking into their bodies. The farther they ran and the higher they flew, the more silver needles would penetrate their bodies.

The sound of bangs and bangs continued, and after a moment, the prison returned to calm, and everyone fainted in the ruthless killing of Yin.

Only a thin piece of human skin was still bathed in the dazzling white light, and under his feet was Ben Ye, who had been showing off in front of everyone.

"Asshole! How dare you lie on me! I... I am..." The man pulled up Ben Ye and stood him up in front of him. Ben Ye had already been in a state of unconsciousness with countless silver coins entering his body, and he was so unconscious that he could not be more unconscious, with his head drooping and no reaction.

Although the man also endured countless silver coins, he seemed to be unaware of it. His boneless body stood upright, grabbing Ben Ye with one arm and scolding him loudly. But before he finished speaking, he suddenly dropped Ben Ye, holding his head with both hands and screaming.

"Ah~Ah~" The high-pitched screams of pain echoed through the walls, as if countless strong men were holding huge hammers and smashing the prison walls with all their might.

The walls were sunken with countless cracks, cracking and expanding, and even more turbulent silver hairs broke through the air and turned into a torrent and rushed towards him.

Within a few breaths, the screams of pain like a tsunami came to an abrupt end. The monk, who was only a thin skin, seemed to have run out of strength, and fell heavily on his face with a "bang". The body that seemed as thin as a gauze fell on Master Ben like iron foil. Master Ben, who was fainting as if he was dead, was actually smashed and screamed miserably. His life was cut off instantly, and it took a long time before he could breathe weakly again.

With the fall of the monk, the prison truly returned to silence and darkness, just like before.