Chapter 1877 Dead Man’s Wealth

Faced with Song Yan's threat, Nangong Xueyuan really didn't dare to rashly say no. Her clone had already been killed by Song Yan, so if Song Yan killed her now, she would be truly dead and would never be resurrected. possible.

So, after struggling for a while, she nodded: "Okay, I agree to become your slave girl."

"That's right! Knowing the current affairs makes a hero!"

Song Yan said with a smile, and asked the puppet body to put away the sword that was touching Nangong Xueyuan's eyebrows.

"Give me back my soul-suppressing rope and sky-locking divine bead!"

Suddenly, Nangong Xue reached out to him to ask for the two heavenly artifacts.

"Is this how you talk to your master?"

Song Yan looked at her playfully.

"……you……!"

Nangong Xueyuan was furious, but in order to get back the two heavenly artifacts, she said humbly: "Master, can you please return the soul-suppressing lock and the sky-locking divine bead to me?"

"What? Are you worried that I will steal your divine weapon?" Song Yan asked coldly.

"Is not it?"

Nangong Xueyuan said in her heart, but said in her mouth: "I believe that the master will not steal my divine weapon!"

"Since you believe in me, why take it back? Leave those two artifacts with me first. If you behave well, I will return them to you!"

"……you……!"

Nangong Xueyuan was angry again. She had never seen such a shameless person.

And this shameless man is still her master.

"No, leave quickly!"

Song Yan exclaimed and directly ordered the puppet body to grab him and rush towards the entrance of the forbidden area, because at this moment, an unprecedented sense of crisis arose in his soul.

Nangong Xueyuan's reaction was not slow and she also shot out.

at this time.

A huge figure made of thick black fog appeared in the sky of the forbidden area. It exuded an extremely terrifying pressure, making Song Yan and Song Yan tremble and fear from the bottom of their hearts.

"boom!"

Suddenly.

The figure reached out to grab the two of them.

With this grab, Song Yan was horrified to find that the surrounding void was frozen. Neither he nor the puppet body could move at all, nor could Nangong Xueyuan beside him.

then.

As soon as their vision went dark, they were grabbed by the giant palm and completely lost consciousness.

After catching them.

The black figure gradually disappeared, and calm returned to the forbidden area.

I don’t know how long it took.

Song Yan woke up leisurely. He quickly scanned the surroundings and found that he was in a strange space shrouded in fog.

"Um!"

Suddenly, he frowned and felt that the power of his soul was slowly passing away, and then was absorbed by this space.

"There's something weird in this space!"

Song Yan drank lightly, and then he saw Nangong Xueyuan lying not far away. At this moment, she was still in a coma. At the same time, her soul power was also passing away, much faster than him.

This should be because his soul has undergone ten transformations and has become extremely strong. It is difficult for this space to absorb the power of his soul.

"Wake up!"

Song Yan injected a beam of chaotic divine power into Nangong Xueyuan's body. Stimulated by the chaotic divine power, the other party slowly opened his eyes.

Suddenly, her expression changed, because she sensed the power of her soul that was passing away rapidly. According to this passing speed, her soul would be completely eliminated in at most ten days.

So, she quickly activated her godhead, trying to calm her soul so that the power of her soul could not flow away.

But she was disappointed, because even if she fully activated her godhead, she could not suppress the flow of soul power.

"This is where?"

Nangong Xueyuan said desperately, her face turned pale because of the loss of soul power.

Song Yan shrugged: "I just woke up a little before you!"

After a slight silence, Song Yan said again: "Let's go, let's look around in this space!"

This space is very weird. Not only can it absorb the power of their souls, it also has a strong suppression on their souls, and their spiritual consciousness cannot leave the body at all.

In the gray space, Song Yan and Nangong Xueyuan walked forward slowly.

About a thousand meters away, a corpse fell into their sight.

"This is a god!"

Nangong Xueyuan said with certainty, and then walked to him to investigate: "This is a central god, but all the souls in his body have disappeared!"

Speaking of this, Nangong Xueyuan's face became paler because she thought of a possibility that even the middle gods could not resist the sucking of his soul by this space. She was just a lower god, so what could she do to resist.

"Yeah?"

Song Yan responded, and then took out a storage ring from the finger of the central god.

Because of the death of the other party, the mark in the divine storage ring has disappeared, and Song Yan's spiritual consciousness penetrated deeply into the divine storage ring very smoothly.

"Haha, it happened!"

Because this storage divine ring contains more than 8,000 high-grade divine crystals, which can be converted into more than 80 million low-grade divine crystals. In addition, there are two middle-grade heavenly artifacts and several pieces that Song Yan cannot recognize. Bottle of magic elixir.

However, the magic elixir that can be collected by the Central God must be of good quality.

Nangong Xueyuan looked at Song Yan with disdain: "If you don't solve the problem of the loss of soul power, what is the use of these things?"

"Hehe, my luck has always been better!"

Song Yan smiled heartlessly: "Maybe we can leave this ghost place soon!"

While talking, Song Yan continued to walk forward.

Sure enough, not far away, they found another corpse. This time, it was just the lower god.

Song Yan still unceremoniously pulled out the divine storage ring in his hand. There were more than 30 million divine crystals in it, as well as several divine elixirs and magical medicines, and there were actually four low-grade heavenly artifacts.

During this period, Nangong Xueyuan desperately tried to split this space.

But she exerted all her strength, but she couldn't split the space even slightly.

Continuing to move forward, Song Yanyou soon found a corpse. Unlike the first two corpses, this corpse had decayed.

The body of a god is extremely hard and difficult to decay.

This shows that this corpse is not a god. Sure enough, after removing the other party's storage ring, the financial value obtained is only a little over one million.

"Hey, can you please stop doing these useless things?"

Nangong Xueyuan couldn't stand seeing Song Yan still enthusiastically making money from others.

"How did you talk to the master?"

Song Yan glared at him.

Nangong Xueyuan snorted coldly: "Hmph! Don't act like a master in front of me. We will die here anyway. Even if I don't abide by the contract, I will be wiped out by the law of heaven. It's just a death anyway!"

"That's right!"

Song Yan nodded in agreement: "In that case, let's go our separate ways. You can do whatever you want, and I'll continue to make money from dead people!"

As he spoke, Song Yan continued to move in a certain direction.

After walking a certain distance, he suddenly found that Nangong Xueyuan was still following behind him, and he couldn't help but said angrily: "Why are you following me?"

"I like it, do you care?"

Nangong Xueyuan said proudly, in fact, the real reason was that she thought that Song Yan was so calm and calm, and there was probably a way to leave here. This was the real reason why she followed Song Yan.