Chapter 1943 Snowyang God King

Facing the attack of the five corpse puppet kings, a flash of regret and resentment flashed in Qingyao God King's eyes. If he hadn't been too careless, how could he have been ambushed.

But it's too late to say anything now, the only option is to fight to the death.

"kill!"

Qingyao God King let out a loud roar, like thunder, and then, a world appeared in the void behind him. It was vaguely visible that there were mountains, rivers, oceans, and fairy birds and beasts in that world.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

As soon as this world emerged, the strength of Qingyao God King increased dramatically, and he actually knocked five zombie kings away and fled.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

At this moment, there were loud noises, and a world appeared in the void behind the five zombie kings, but their world was lifeless, filled with death, poisonous gas, miasma, etc.

Then, the bodies of the five corpse puppet kings turned into black streams of light, and they chased behind Qingyao God King and raised their hands to kill them.

In desperation, God King Qingyao could only turn around to face the enemy.

"Boom boom boom!"

The two sides fought fiercely in the void, and even though cracks appeared in the foggy forbidden area, Song Yan discovered that the world behind Qingyao God King was slowly fading.

The god king cultivates the great road, and the god emperor cultivates the origin.

Looking at the two sides of the confrontation, Song Yan vaguely understood something.

The so-called avenues are actually evolutionary worlds, but the worlds behind them cannot be called real worlds, because they are not yet capable of self-evolution, and self-evolution requires energy from the God King.

When this world evolves to a certain level, they can become God-Emperors, and then absorb the origin to make their world more complete. But if the cultivated world can be rooted in chaos, they can transcend and be promoted to the Creator.

The Shenxu world he had visited before was left behind after the God Emperor failed to transcend.

The confrontation continues.

God King Qingyao was at an absolute disadvantage, but he was still fighting to the death, firing powerful secret techniques one after another, and releasing extremely powerful God King weapons. However, due to numerical suppression, he was just struggling to his death.

Half an hour later.

Huge cracks appeared in the world behind King Qingyao, as if it was about to collapse at any time. At the same time, there were many wounds on his body, dyeing his green robe red.

"Ah, Song Yan, you must die a happy death!"

God King Qingyao let out a death scream, and then his entire body was blown apart, but his soul turned into a golden light and shot in front of Song Yan, swishing into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "God King Qingyao, you are such a joke!"

really.

The next moment, the soul of God King Qingyao screamed in his sea of ​​consciousness, and was directly wiped out by the system boss, turning it into a pure soul body.

"Haha, you gave me an advantage!"

Song Yan laughed again, and his soul condensed into a sword, cutting off a small piece of Qingyao God King's soul and throwing it into the chaotic whirlpool. It didn't take long for this group of soul to be refined into pure soul power.

With a thought, Song Yan sent these soul powers into his soul and was absorbed by it.

"Yes, Not Bad!"

Song Yan felt very satisfied, even if it was only a small part, it made his soul grow a lot.

After cleaning the battlefield.

The little corpse puppet got the God King Qingyao's storage ring and several broken God King weapons. The battle just now was too fierce, and these God King weapons were broken. Even so, the broken God King weapons are quite valuable. .

"We don't need these things, so give them to you!"

The little corpse puppet handed these things to Song Yan.

"Then I'm not welcome!"

Song Yan put it away with a smile, then took out twenty drops of blood and gave it to the little corpse puppet.

At the same time, he overturned his previous speculation. The little corpse puppet should not be as simple as the corpse puppet king, because the five corpse puppet kings were all under his command.

Next, Song Yan stayed in the Mist Forbidden Land to slowly refine the soul of God King Qingyao. He had a hunch that his soul would undergo thirteen transformations without completely refining and absorbing the opponent's soul.

really.

After he refined half of the soul of Qing Yao God King, his soul began to transform again.

This transformation took nearly three months.

After the transformation, no new soul magical powers were produced, but he had a feeling that the two magical powers of "phantom" and "infinite reincarnation" were at least ten times more powerful.

At the same time, the transformation of his soul made Song Yan's affinity with the laws extremely abnormal. With just one thought from him, all the laws within a hundred miles would automatically converge around him.

This means that his cultivation speed has increased a lot.

Saying goodbye to the little corpse puppet, Song Yan walked out of the Mist Forbidden Land, completed a five-star mission on the way, and returned to the Holy City of Light as if nothing had happened.

Seeing Song Yan again, many people's eyes were full of strangeness.

Because everyone knew that Qingyao God King was chasing him, but they didn't expect that he would dare to appear openly in the Holy City of Light. Isn't he afraid of being killed by Qingyao God King?

"Song Yan!"

At this moment, a very familiar voice sounded from behind.

Song Yan suddenly turned around and found a man and a woman standing there not far away.

The man looked like a middle-aged man, with long hair as loose as snow, and a faint smile on his face, but Song Yan could not see the other person's cultivation.

This shows that the opponent is probably a god-king level expert.

And he was still standing with Sikong Mingyue. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the other party was the long-missing God King Xueyang?

"Haha, Miss Sikong, long time no see, she is getting more and more beautiful!"

Song Yan laughed, while thinking about how to run away.

"Really? I feel like I'm quite haggard!" Sikong Mingyue said with a half-smile.

"Well, I suddenly remembered that I still have an urgent matter to deal with, so I'm leaving now!" As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yan turned into a stream of light and ran towards the teleportation array.

But soon, he had to stop, because Sikong Mingyue and the white-haired middle-aged man appeared directly in front of him.

"Miss Sikong, what do you want to do?"

Song Yan asked with a wry smile.

"I want to make a bet with you!" Sikong Mingyue said through gritted teeth.

Hearing this, Song Yan didn't understand. This girl was here to make trouble. Last time on the Star Sea, he won her storage ring, so he must have a grudge in his heart.

The white-haired man was the God King, and he couldn't run away even if he wanted to, so he had no choice but to ask: "What do you want Miss Sikong to bet on?"

Sikong Mingyue directly threw a storage ring to Song Yan.

"If you can break this magic storage ring, then the debt between us will be wiped out. If you can't break it, then you can become a servant under me!"

"Isn't that fair?"

Song Yan frowned.

"Do you have the right to choose?" Sikong Mingyue said disdainfully.

"Maybe not!"

"No, what nonsense are you talking about? I'll give you an hour. Hum, if you can't unlock the restrictions inside, you'll have a good look at it!" Sikong Mingyue sneered.

"OK!"

Song Yan said very depressedly, and then put his spiritual consciousness into the storage ring.

The shape of this storage ring is very simple, full of the flavor of time, and the shape is also very strange. It is dark in color and exudes a biting chill. It is definitely not an ordinary storage ring.

The next moment, he probed his consciousness into it, and layers of restrictions emerged in his sea of ​​consciousness.

There are many restrictions in the storage ring, as many as one million. If it were an ordinary upper god, let alone unlocking it, even if he identified more than a hundred restrictions, it would take more than an hour.

Fortunately, Song Yan's soul had undergone thirteen transformations and was terrifyingly powerful. With just a glance, more than a million restrictions were reflected in his heart.

Then he closed his eyes and thought.

About a quarter of an hour later, Song Yan suddenly opened his eyes, causing the God of Storage Ring to float in mid-air, and his hands flew like lightning, driving a series of forbidden techniques into it.

After he entered more than 10,000 formation techniques, the divine storage ring made a soft sound, and all the restrictions inside were shattered at this moment.

"Take it!"

Song Yan flicked his hand, and the divine storage ring flew directly in front of Sikong Mingyue.

With doubts, Sikong Mingyue looked inside the Divine Storage Ring and found that all the restrictions inside were unlocked. She couldn't help but look at Song Yan in surprise, and then handed the Divine Storage Ring to the white-haired man. : "Father, he is really untied!"

The white-haired man took the storage ring and looked inside. Immediately, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he smiled and said to Song Yan: "My little brother is really good at it!"

"It's just a little trick, whatever, I'll leave first!"

Song Yan was ready to run away again.

"Little brother, wait!"

The white-haired middle-aged man shouted.

"What other orders do you have?"

Song Yan looked back with a wry smile.

The middle-aged man in white smiled and said: "Little brother, you must have guessed my identity. I am Mingyue's father, King Xueyang. I have been missing for these years because I was trapped in a certain place. That place has extremely powerful restrictions. , I brought this storage ring from that place, so I would like to ask my little brother to explore that place with me again?"

"Lord God King is too flattering. I was just lucky enough to be able to unlock the restriction on this storage ring, so I'm sorry...!"

Before he could finish speaking, Sikong Mingyue snorted coldly: "Huh! Song Yan, my father personally invited you, but you actually refused, you are so ignorant!"

"this……?"

Song Yan's face was full of embarrassment.

"Are you going?" Sikong Mingyue threatened.

"No!" Song Yan shook his head.

Sikong Mingyue smiled coldly: "Very good. You caught me here before and caused me to suffer so much. This time, I will catch you and lock you up for tens of thousands of years!"

"Didn't you just say it was written off?" Song Yan said in confusion.

"Did I say that?"

Sikong Mingyue made it clear that she refused to admit it, and continued: "Are you going or not? If you don't go, I will take you back to Alcatraz Island and lock you up!"

"Hey! I'll go!"

Song Yan said with a sad face, "Even if you are hunting geese all day long, you will sometimes be pecked by geese."

Seeing Song Yan's appearance, Sikong Mingyue was extremely happy, and a proud smile appeared on his face.