218. Chapter 217 Level 60, Soul Emperor (Second update, please subscribe!)

Chapter 217 Level 60, Soul Emperor (Second update, please subscribe!)

This was what he gradually discovered after a month of futile attempts.

If you only use the power of death, you will die completely and leave nothing.

Under the attack of the power of death, life disappeared without a trace, leaving only gray ashes.

Further attempts were made to ensure that the release of the power of death was identical to the use of the power of death in the enslavement soul skill, but it still didn't work.

Later, Fang Ling carefully experienced the feeling of using the enslavement soul skill, and carefully observed the energy fluctuations in his body and martial soul when releasing the soul skill, and finally determined that the key was in the undead space.

The power of death is not the key, it only serves as a bridge.

Subsequent expertise is the absolute factor that affects the transformation of a soul into a undead.

Soul Stealing Lv6 (Martial Soul specialty. After successfully enslaving the soul of a life that dies under your martial soul, you can infect it with the power of death, thus turning it into a dead spirit that is perfectly under your control.) The soul is forcibly sucked into the dead spirit space, and then forcibly transformed under the effect of the Soul Stealing specialty!

Fang Ling finally found the direction for breakthrough.

Continue the experiment, attach the power of death to the sickle blade, and use soul power to nourish the undead space.

The amazing thing is that the dead space will spontaneously emit an invisible pulling force, using the power of death to suck the soul into it.

Looking at the spring water that was a mixture of scarlet and milky white, a trace of desire surged in his heart, but in the end he put away the Spirit Hall and restrained his impulse.

If we really try to attract the spirits of the two Dragon Kings here, we will be in trouble.

Although we are thousands of feet underground, separated by extreme energy and without the pulling of the power of death, and will not be attracted, no one can assert that it is absolutely safe.

Just wait until he becomes a god, the god of death, and then come here again.

It would be a waste not to accept the Dragon King's spirit. The faith it can provide must be very strong.

He stayed in the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire for two months. There were still four months before going to the City of Slaughter, and Fang Ling also raised his soul power to level 60.

Points: 4292. One month has passed since I turned sixteen. It’s time to obtain the sixth soul ring and become a soul emperor.

I hope the new soul ring is as expected, and I hope the road to death can be traversed.

Fang Ling had high expectations for this.

If Rakshasa can do it, there is no reason why I can’t!

"Let's go, Ayin. I'll come and chat with you later." Fang Ling said goodbye to Ayin who was vigorously absorbing the energy of heaven and earth.

During the time of Yin-Yang Eyes, he often chatted with Yin and they had a good relationship.

"Then you should practice hard. I hope you can become a more powerful spirit master than the Titled Douluo."

The azure grass leaves swayed gently, and Yin showed a hint of reluctance.

It's not that I'm in love with someone else, it's just that I'm lonely.

She had seen the prosperity of the world, so how could she be willing to be trapped here without anyone to communicate with?

In the past, it was Tang Hao who accompanied her. Even after her death and transformation into a seed, she could still hear his whispers every ten days or half a month.

Although I grow faster here, I can only see people once every few years.

Not to mention that she has recovered to a thousand years old and her soul is not continuing to sleep.

You know, it was because she couldn't stand the loneliness of the Blue Silver Forest that she chose to transform.

Fang Ling left, and she had to grow here alone again.

"Thank you for your blessing. If you have the energy to spare, think carefully about what I said. There are many doubts about your relationship with Tang Hao."

Tang Hao and Tang San were doomed to die. For the sake of their soul bones, Fang Ling gave them one last reminder and immediately injected surging soul power into the soul bone of his right leg.

"call out--!"

With a slight sound, the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone flew silently. This was the sound of the air being broken.

Fang Ling's figure soared into the sky and disappeared in an instant.

Ayin's grass leaves waved towards the sky, as if saying goodbye silently.

In the silence, she thought of Fang Ling's careful logic, clear structure, and well-reasoned reasoning, and she felt confused for a moment.

"Hao, knowing that you are the successor of the Haotian Sect, will you definitely be noticed by the Spirit Hall?"

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Following the clear map in his mind, Fang Ling moved forward rapidly.

The target of this trip is not a powerful soul beast. It is not very old and its combat power is almost non-existent, so there is no need to seek help from a teacher.

It was underwater, but it wasn't like he couldn't go in the water.

When Fang Ling took the ice and fire herbs, he soaked them in the hot pot for quite a while.

The Blue Silver Emperor's flying soul skill can also be used in water. With the Silver Emperor Flash, he can still maintain considerable combat power in water.

Another reason for coming to Sunset Forest to study the undead is for this.

Almost at the edge of the Sunset Forest, slightly to the north, there is a large lake formed by the intersection of two large rivers.

It is two hundred kilometers long, more than one hundred kilometers wide, and more than two hundred meters deep. It is where many water-attribute soul masters obtain their soul rings.

It didn't take long for him to get here after a circle.

The lake water is crystal clear, shimmering in the sun, birds and beasts are hunting in it, big fish are swallowing small birds in one gulp, presenting a natural picture of survival of the fittest.

Fang Lingyu jumped into the water and dived quickly with the help of the high density of the long-handled scythe.

The soul beast they are looking for is called the Dragon Black Sea Bream, a freshwater brooding fish that lives in the water layer of ten to one hundred meters. It has a unique space in its body to hatch its eggs.

It is not spit out directly after hatching, but will be nurtured in the body for a period of time. It will not be allowed to enter the water until it grows to the level of a ten-year soul beast.

This is the way these weak soul beasts survive. The mortality rate is high, but there are many eggs.

It has survived to this day simply because it lays many eggs and gives birth to many offspring.

Because of their weakness and the existence of space for gestation in their bodies, they were mostly food-type creatures in the past, and were only chosen by soul masters who could brew wine or had special martial spirits.

The deeper we dived, the darker the surroundings became. It was almost impossible to see anything. It seemed as if the light had abandoned this place.

However, to Fang Ling, whose red-gold eyes were shining, it was still as bright as day here.

There are many different kinds of fish living and breeding around here.

Frightened by his will and aura of death, no one dared to rush up and attack.

He opened his eyes wide and searched around the bottom of the lake, his mental power spreading far and wide.

The Dragon Ink Seabream, as the name suggests, is a seabream soul beast with a faint dragon bloodline. When it is born, its body is light blue, and its round scales are covered with ink spots.

As the years go by, the ink spots gradually spread.

The spreading ink spots will cover the original light blue color, and when it turns completely black, it will be ten thousand years.

This kind of soul beast is weak, and I have never seen one grow to ten thousand years old.

Three days later, as he dived into the water again, he finally found a suitable target.

The body is about 60% black, and is probably about 6,000 years old.

There is no need to search any further, points are easy to gain, but time is lost but cannot be regained.

After knocking it unconscious and dragging it to a relatively secluded place on the shore, Fang Ling killed it with one knife. The small dragon ink porgy exploded from the space inside its body and was thrown back into the water by him.

The little ones are still in the gestation stage. They are not even ten-year soul beasts and are not worth killing. They would take up too much space if they were collected as undead.

There was no need to be overly cautious in absorbing the Millennium Soul Ring. Fang Ling used his mental strength to carefully check the surroundings. Seeing that there was no one around, he casually channeled the gathered purple halo into his meridians.

Not long after, a purple soul ring emerged from his body, and then quickly disappeared.

The soul power has broken through level 60, but has not yet reached level 61.

A six thousand year soul ring is indeed a bit low for a Soul Emperor, let alone a Soul Emperor whose soul power quality far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Of course, the age can be increased and the soul power can be increased.

This is not worth paying attention to.

After careful perception, Fang Ling learned the soul skill of his sixth soul ring - Nurturing.

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