The journey of creation from fantasy to reality

Although the people present had practiced to some extent, their practice realms were not very advanced. Read М

Even the leader with the highest cultivation level had only reached the middle stage of the Qi-activating realm.

Otherwise, none of them would be able to break free from the restraints of the Blood River Power.

Then, these people who could not even break free from the restraints of the Blood River Power, faced with the fierce attack of the Blood Tiger, did not even have much resistance, and were slapped to death by the Blood Tiger's claws.

"Hiss~!"

After the man died, it took only a few short breaths for the Blood River Power to completely devour his blood and vitality, turning him into a dried corpse.

A shadow slowly emerged on the dried corpse, and after it appeared, it gradually became solid, and then began to fade.

Looking at the shadow that was constantly fading, Ling Xiao gritted his teeth, and a Blood River Power flowed, quickly covering the shadow.

However, Ling Xiao missed the target and flew over the shadow without causing any damage to it.

And the shadow also disappeared quickly.

After a little contemplation, Ling Xiao guessed the truth.

Needless to say, the shadow was the soul of the man he killed.

After his death, the soul appeared and would naturally begin to solidify. If it had enough soul power, it would naturally become a physical entity.

And the soul was only slightly transformed, and it obviously did not have much power.

Then, the soul became empty again, and it should have been taken to the underworld.

However, the soul of the tiger could be eroded and assimilated by his blood river, but why could this man's soul not be touched by the power of the blood river?

After a little contemplation, Ling Xiao turned his gaze to other people.

"No, don't, don't kill me"

"Let me go, I'm a frontier soldier of the Moon Country, if you kill me, the Moon Country will not let you go"

"Don't kill us, but we saved you"

Feeling Ling Xiao's gaze, his increasingly weak body, and the cold blood river power that had reached his chest and abdomen.

Several people burst into tears and begged for mercy from Ling Xiao.

"Let you go? You saved me?"

Looking at the ugly appearance of several people, Ling Xiao felt extremely disgusted, and a murderous intent surged in his heart.

"Yes, yes, yes, we saved you, so please, let us go!"

Looking at the shameless appearance of several people, Ling Xiao almost laughed in anger. If I hadn't been conscious all the time, I might have believed your lies.

Your previous performance didn't look like you were saving people at all.

Step on my hand, slap me

If I hadn't been seriously injured by Zhen Wushuang's shot, I would have almost lost all my ability to move, and I had just recovered some of my vitality.

In addition, I took advantage of the few people's unpreparedness and secretly devoured some of their blood and qi, so that I could barely control the power of the blood river, summon the blood tiger again, and control the blood tiger to attack.

I would have slapped you bastards to death with a slap a long time ago.

Thinking of his previous experience, a fierce light flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes.

As Ling Xiao's thoughts moved, the blood tiger that had just slapped one person to death rushed towards the others.

"Ah~!"

"Ah~, no~!"

"Let me go"

However, the blood tiger completely ignored the cries and pleas for mercy of the few people, and directly killed them one by one.

To be honest, even if the few people did not save Ling Xiao after discovering him, he would not attack them, just as if the two sides had never met before.

Ling Xiao has plenty of ways to save himself, and he doesn't need help from others at all.

First, as long as he absorbs some spiritual energy from heaven and earth, he will be able to recover his mobility and dig himself out of the rock fragments.

Also, the blood river power that was discovered by several people before and began to flow down the mountain is also one of his backup plans.

He had discovered before that the blood river power he possessed could leave his side at a long distance after forming a domain.

Although doing so would cause his control to decrease a lot, it was enough for him to do many things.

For example, as before, a blood river power was separated and slowly flowed to the forest at the foot of the mountain.

Then he could search for insects and beasts in it, absorb their blood and power, and use it to restore and expand the blood river.

As long as his blood river can devour enough life essence, he can quickly recover from his injuries by burning the blood river power.

However, several people insulted him again and again, how could Ling Xiao let them go?

So, after Ling Xiao recovered some of his energy, he immediately attacked them.

Looking at the souls of several people who had just appeared and solidified, Ling Xiao did not hesitate this time. He manipulated the power of the blood river and rushed over instantly.

"Hua~"

"Swish~!"

"Ah~!"

As the power of the blood river touched the souls of several people, it instantly began to erode and assimilate the power of the blood river.

After screaming, the souls of several people began to turn into blood-colored figures.

Looking at these blood-colored figures, Ling Xiao showed a thoughtful look.

It seems that before the soul is taken by the underworld, it can be captured and harmed.

Once the underworld begins to take the soul, it will no longer be able to harm it.

Once the soul is transformed into a blood river puppet, the underworld's power of taking it is cut off.

However, when Ling Xiao saw those blood shadows, he was not happy at all, but frowned deeply.

Because, in Ling Xiao's mind, pictures began to flash, as if they were the various experiences of the person in front of him.

Although it was not very complete, it was always intermittent, scattered and trivial pictures.

However, it was after all seven or eight people, decades of memory.

The memory fragments of seven or eight people poured into Ling Xiao's mind.

Even though he is now extremely powerful, both his body and brain have been strengthened to a limit.

He still felt a wave of discomfort and a sense of time and space confusion.

And this ability to view other people's memories not only did not make Ling Xiao happy, but made him secretly alert.

If a large number of souls are devoured, then I will gain a lot of chaotic memories. While I am strengthened, I may also completely degenerate and become a madman.

It seems that in the future, unless it is necessary, it is better not to devour human souls.

But why did I not gain any memories after the tiger's soul was devoured?

Thinking in his heart, Ling Xiao's eyes have already moved to the location of the blood tiger, and his mind has been separated and explored into it.

In just a moment, Ling Xiao already knew the general situation.

When the soul is eroded by the blood river, it will indeed be eroded and eroded away from the memory of the previous life.

However, this kind of erosion has a certain intensity limit.

For example, the blood tiger was originally a simple animal. The soul was born not long ago and the memory is not complicated.

Therefore, after being eroded by the blood river, it only has pure soul spirituality.

However, those human souls, because they have too many emotions, memories and knowledge, the soul strength is also far greater than the tiger's soul, but it is not so easy to be eroded and eroded away.

It seems that even if it wants to erode and assimilate human souls in the future, it must first completely cleanse and erase their soul memories, so that it can be thrown into the blood river for thorough erosion and assimilation.