Monster: My clone evolved into a starry sky behemoth

buzzing-

bang bang-

All the urns began to tremble.

All the families of the sacrificed soldiers retreated one after another.

They seem to understand something.

They all looked at Su Bai with hopeful and expectant eyes.

Thousands of people outside the door also stared dumbfounded at the young figure standing in the rain with his right hand raised high and roaring loudly.

next moment,

Everyone's eyes and expressions froze, as if they had been hit by a body-holding spell.

only saw,

Su Bai took out a small white jade porcelain bottle.

A mysterious force suddenly flooded in all directions.

A clear voice sounded.

"The souls of the dead here, by my order, Su Bai, will manifest themselves on the spot!"

"In-Place Manifestation—"

"Reveal—"

this moment,

Su Bai's voice shook the sky and resounded through the sky and the earth!

In a panic, the rain clouds and thunder, and the pouring downpour can't cover it all!

All unstoppable!

The white jade porcelain vase in Su Bai's hand suddenly shone brightly.

The mouth of the bottle also opened instantly.

Swah——

A ray of dazzling golden light went straight up to the sky in an instant, piercing the dark and dark sky!

next moment,

Everyone looked at it impressively,

From the dark cloud that was pierced and shattered, a beam of incomparably brilliant golden light suddenly fell down!

Just right, the photo fell on the ashes of all the sacrificed soldiers!

This is... the golden light of the soul!

Chapter 156 Su Bai Collects Soul

As the golden light of the soul that pierced through the dark clouds fell from high in the sky, swish swish——

On each of the urns, translucent pale golden figures all emerged!

Song Weimin, Hu Zi, Lao Qin, Zheng Gang...

All the heroic souls of the sacrificed soldiers emerged.

Their will is firm and their souls are condensed, so they haven't dissipated.

All revealed!

this moment,

When Cui Yunfeng, Zhao Wu, and everyone inside and outside the police station saw the heroic souls floating out of the urn, they were a little dazed and their brains froze.

Facing these heroic souls that floated out, no one felt scared, but felt a deep sense of disbelief.

Song Weimin and other heroic souls also felt very incredible.

At last,

All the eyes of all heroic souls focused on Su Bai.

The white jade porcelain vase is still shining brightly.

The boy was drenched in the rain.

this moment,

His figure is extremely sacred and majestic in the eyes of everyone.

Song Weimin and other heroic souls, just stunned for a moment, then naturally understood the effect of the golden light that manifests the soul, and the effect of the white jade porcelain bottle in Su Bai's hand.

Their souls wavered in Su Bai's heart.

They want to see their loved ones one last time.

Then enter the soul storage bottle.

One day, Su Bai can really bring them back to life!

Su Bai nodded solemnly: "Okay!"

Song Weimin, Lao Qin, Zheng Gang and others released their soul fluctuations to their relatives and comrades-in-arms.

Do the last farewell and a message!

Under the golden light of their souls, they could only float on the urn and could not move.

All relatives gathered around to the side.

The soul fluctuations of heroic souls are limited, and they can only maintain a few words.

and,

Outsiders can't hear it, it can only sound in the bodies of their relatives.

After Song Weimin and other heroic souls bid farewell to their relatives, they all stood still and saluted Su Bai, and bowed deeply.

then,

It turned into streaks of golden light and entered the white jade soul storage bottle.

shhhhh--

As one after another heroic souls entered the soul storage bottle, the remaining pale golden heroic souls became less and less.

At last,

Su Bai and everyone saw that there was only one heroic soul, still resting anxiously on the urn.

It was... Hu Zi!

On his translucent pale golden face, he looked anxiously at the blind old man who was constantly coughing under the stage.

The old man was his old father.

"Cough cough cough-"

Su Bai and everyone else heard that the old man's cough became more severe and urgent.

He tightly grasped the arm of the soldier next to him, panted with difficulty and asked, "Little comrade!"

"I...cough cough cough...I feel Hu Zi is beside me!"

"I seem to see my son!"

"Cough cough cough-"

The blind old man coughed non-stop, his gray and white blind eyes looked towards the direction where Huzi's soul appeared miraculously.

"Cough cough cough-"

"Whoosh hoot—"

Difficult gasps continued to sound.

"Medical soldiers, where are the medical soldiers, hurry up and save people!" Cui Yunfeng and Zhao Wu rushed to the side and shouted loudly.

A soldier with a medical kit on his back rushed over.

While putting the portable ventilator on the old man, he used the healing ability to check and heal the body.

Su Bai has always maintained the golden light of his soul.

Unable to leave, he could feel the concern and anxiety in Huzi's soul.

Su Bai shouted loudly towards the old man: "Captain Zhao!"

"Bring the old man over here, hurry up!!"

"Okay!" Zhao Wu quickly agreed.

He picked up the blind old man, and together with the others, came to Huzi's urn.

As soon as the blind old man approached the urn, he immediately regained his spirits.

He raised his head tremblingly, and "looked" at the tiger floating above.

The translucent tiger knelt down and tried to be as close to his old father as possible.

The thin body of the blind old man seemed to suddenly have infinite strength.

He tried his best to break free from everyone's help, supported by crutches, and stood up.

Big rough hands caressed Huzi's urn.

Caressing the dragon country flag.

The blind old man raised his head and "looked" at Huzi, and touched Huzi's cheek with his hand.

Although he couldn't touch it, the old man seemed to really see and touch his son at this moment.

Huzi knelt down and narrated.

Su Bai and everyone else couldn't hear it.