I picked up a property.

"Come to the nest too."

Bai Xiao, who saw this scene from a distance, suddenly exploded with his thick tail: "Goooooooo! I didn't notice it before, why is there such a little hooves!"

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Chapter 0286

On the ladder to heaven, the light is hazy and dazzling.

At this moment, many demonic beasts have stepped onto the ladder to heaven. Some of them still maintain their human form, but the vast majority of them have changed back to their original forms, full of anger and surging mana. On the ladder to heaven, the gods Under the agitation of light, various amazing intentions are deduced.

There is no doubt that this is a magnificent sight that has been rare to see for thousands of years.

Thousands of monsters and beasts are climbing together. At this moment, they seem to have no differences in race or blood. Whether they are noble royals or the most ordinary monsters, as long as they stand on the ladder to climb to heaven, they are on the path of seeking. of a seeker.

Looking from Feng Xia's perspective, many monsters were already standing on the spot, their eyes were slightly distracted, and they had obviously fallen into a dream.

And outside their bodies, there are jade talismans that burn and turn into flames, resisting the pressure of the divine light of the ladder to heaven.

However, the cultivation strength of each monster is different, and the jade talismans they hold are also different. Under the divine light of the ladder to heaven, they naturally have different performances.

Occasionally, a monster suddenly let out a low cry, and the confusion in its eyes turned into chaos, and then gradually turned into clarity.

"Just now...were those...dreams just now?"

A huge creature with a six-pointed head and a body that was dozens of feet long suddenly burst into tears at this moment and let out a mournful cry. The cry was rumbling like thunder. It was unknown what it had experienced in the dream.

After a long time, when the first jade talisman on his body was about to burn out, the monster regained its mood, and the second spirit-breaking talisman on his body began to burn, and at the same time, he continued to climb up with heavy steps.

"Is this the effect of one dream for ten years?"

Feng Xia had a panoramic view of this scene.

Perhaps for these monsters, they have already experienced ten years in their dreams, the world is changing, and the world is changing. However, from the perspective of an outsider like Feng Xia, only a stick of incense has passed.

Such a huge gap is amazing!

"Sure enough, it feels more and more like me. If Ten Years of Dreams is useful to me, maybe the last step of the Qinglong incarnation will be taken soon..."

Feng Xia muttered softly, and he calmed down slightly: "But before that, there is one more thing to deal with."

He rubbed his temples a little and heard a voice from the "spider web": "Hello, are you there?"

Long Lu: "...he's not here, Gan Liliang."

Feng Xia couldn't help but laugh: "Long Lu, you can't say that. Didn't you see that I held back before and didn't hurt your balls?"

"But I finally managed to get on the ladder to heaven, and now I don't know where I flew to!"

After a few words, Long Lu couldn't help but became furious: "Can't you give me some time to prepare mentally?!"

This feeling can undoubtedly be described in one sentence - the cooked duck has been stuffed into the mouth, but it suddenly flew away!

But at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

There is no doubt that since he has moved to a new place now, it naturally shows one thing: the Holy Son Ying Daoyi has not been killed by Feng Xia!

If we investigate seriously, how many "spare bodies" the Holy Son has prepared is simply a question that makes people think deeply!

Dozens, hundreds, or... more?

According to Long Lao's knowledge, in order to achieve the effect of this "spare body", at the very least, there must be a separate soul, consciousness, etc., placed on a useful body.

Under normal circumstances, the soul has a certain self-healing ability, and there is not much problem in splitting one or two souls.

But if you are like the Holy Son Yingdaoyi, you can divide your soul as hard as schizophrenia...

In Long Lao's view, this kind of person should have been completely destroyed long ago, and his death cannot be more complete!

However, not only was the Holy Son Yingdao Yi still alive and kicking, but in his memory, the Holy Son's strength may still be far from the best, but in terms of weirdness, it could at least be ranked second!

"You should also understand the weirdness of that Holy Son. Even if you kill him, you can't really kill him, but it is safer to completely crush him than to leave him behind."

Feng Xia shook his head and answered Long Lu's question: "Otherwise, do you think if he only wants to set foot on the ladder to heaven, there will be no secrets in this place, and he won't want to find out something about it?"

Long Lu couldn't help but grit his teeth, but he found that he had no teeth:

"You... are right! But I... still really want to smash you to death!"

"Okay, obedient, tell me about your current situation."

Feng Xia changed the subject with a smile: "Where is the Holy Son running now? What kind of monster is the new spare body? Also... did he notice the surprise I left for him?"

"Surprise, what surprise?"

Just when Longlu was at a loss, an angry voice rang out: "Xia Donghai! Xia Donghai! If I don't kill you, I will never be a human being -"

You have the nerve to call yourself a human being?

Long Lu sighed silently in his heart.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed a strange wave: "Strange, could this be the surprise Feng Xia mentioned? What is it..."

He simulated a hazy consciousness and probed in the direction of the strange wave.

These days, he often does this kind of operation under the eyes of the Holy Son. Not only did he not make Ying Daoyi suspicious, but he also intensified his efforts to cultivate Longlu.

Because in his opinion, this is a symbol that the creature in the egg has accepted him and the level of interaction is gradually increasing.

Almost at the same time, the Holy Son's consciousness also found the source of the strangeness.

Immediately afterwards, a curse that seemed to be able to shake the sky exploded:

"Xia! East! Sea!"

"From the blue sky to the underworld, this hatred lasts forever and will never end. I promise that I will never let you go!"

Longlu also saw clearly the source of the strangeness. It was a slowly rotating green lotus, rooted in the grand mist, but the lotus petals were tightly closed, leaving only the appearance of a flower.

The Holy Son's consciousness came into contact with the green lotus before him.

"As the saying goes, if there are fifty avenues and forty-nine Tianyans, people can escape one of them." Feng Xia's voice came in Long Lu's mind, "But if I want to kill people, I won't even give that one."

this moment.

The green lotus suddenly bloomed, and its petals cut through the void, brilliant and magnificent, with a total of fifty petals.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, please accept this great gift from me."

In an instant, the Holy Son responded and felt the world spin, and his consciousness seemed to cross a distant time and space in an instant, and finally fell into a prison made of lotus flowers.

The outside world is so far away from him.

He was like a lonely lamp with weak light, burning slowly in the prison, bringing some insignificant light.

Great Soul Dao Supernatural Power——

Jiulian Tianxin Prison!

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Chapter 0287

The Holy Son responded and stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

In this prison made of lotus flowers, there was no scorching sun that illuminated the heaven and earth, no vitality flowing, no avenue of heaven and earth, and nothing he was familiar with.

There is only desolation.

Boundless darkness enveloped everything. His eyes glanced around, and finally lowered his head and landed on himself.

There was some kind of power that ignited his soul, causing his soul to burn slowly and emit a faint light, like a weak candle, adding a bit of light to this dark prison.

"You want to trap me with just this little trick?"

The Holy Son shouted angrily, and his whole body suddenly surged, bursting out at the maximum speed, and rushed towards the ceiling of the prison.

There, fifty lotus petals closed together, revealing a narrow gap.

This is the only exit from the entire Jiulian Tianxin Prison.

"Open it for me!"

The Holy Son shouted violently.

However, the next moment, his body lost his balance and fell with a thud, landing on the hard ground. A large amount of dust rose up, making him cough continuously.

"This...it's impossible..."

The Holy Son could not help but be completely stunned.

His majestic soul power completely disappeared, and he could not sense any cultivation in his body. It was as if he had fallen from the altar, and fell from the Nine Heavens God Realm into the Nine Netherworld Sea overnight!

"Where is my soul power? Where is my cultivation? Why is it missing?"

The Holy Son whispered in disbelief.

He staggered up, jumped high again, and tried to rush to the exit of the prison. However, he soon fell to the ground again, panting from exhaustion, and even had a few more wounds on his body. Wound.

The power of the Demon King series has completely disappeared. Now he is a completely ordinary creature, without the power to turn mountains and seas. There is only a strong feeling of weakness that lingers in his heart from beginning to end.

Not a drop of the strength I once had remains.

The Holy Son responded and looked up to the sky again and again.

In that direction, fifty lotus petals came together and turned into an insurmountable cage. Although there was still a narrow exit, with his current strength, even if he tried his best, he would never be able to reach there.

He is no longer the powerful Holy Son, but just an insignificant ant, trapped in the prison of heaven and earth, and will never be able to escape forever.

A growing sense of despair filled my heart.

Pfft!

The Holy Son fell to the ground and cried in despair:

"Xia Donghai... I am not done with you anymore..."

……

"Hey, it's gone now?"

In the outside world, the moment the lotus flower burst out with light, Long Lu subconsciously ran out of the distance.

But then he realized that nothing seemed to happen.

"Feng Xia, won't the means you used become ineffective?"

Long Lu looked around cautiously, and as soon as the words came out, he already noticed something unusual: the Holy Son, who should have been extremely furious, actually had no reaction at this time!

There was neither yelling nor cursing.

He just stood there in a daze. Although the breath of his physical body was still there, it was as if he had lost his soul, and there was no longer any movement.

"You...destroyed his soul?"

This situation made Long Lu suffocated, and he asked with great difficulty.

In his opinion, only by destroying the soul of the Holy Son can this effect be achieved. Otherwise, how to explain the current state of the Holy Son?

The only problem is...

It is almost impossible to destroy the soul of the Holy Son!

Before this, how many times had the Holy Son been killed by Feng Xia, and how many times had his body and spirit not been destroyed?

But in the end, this guy was still able to revive from death, as if the reincarnation of life and death that the world calls has long lost all meaning to him!

"That's not a big deal. If I could destroy his soul, I wouldn't have to go to such trouble."

Feng Xia laughed when he heard this and said: "If you look carefully, you will know that I did not destroy his soul. In fact, I did not directly attack his soul, but trapped his consciousness in the magical power. "

"Trapped consciousness...in supernatural powers?"

Long Lu was stunned for a moment after hearing this: "Can this kind of thing be done? What's the difference between trapping the consciousness and trapping the soul?"

"The difference is small, but you could also say it's a big difference."

Feng Xia leisurely said: "It is extremely difficult to attack the soul directly. If you are not careful, it will end in failure. But if it is only temporary, the difficulty and risk will be much smaller. Not only that, it will also become more secretive and unpredictable." …”

The more he talked about it, the more Feng Xia became elated. Even through the web of spider silk, Long Lu could hear the flying spirit: "In my imagination, this is a great supernatural power of the soul path, but to be more precise, , when it evolves to a higher level, it may become a kind of Taoist spiritual power!"

"What the hell is the great magical power of Dao Xin..."

After chatting with Feng Xia for a few words, Long Lu felt like he was completely listening to the heavenly book.

who am I?

Where am I?