Chapter 331 The Will of the Ancient Souls, the Alien Race in the Battlefield

"Seniors of the Ancient Soul Clan, don't be too polite."

Mo Ying waved.

More than 10,000 cultivators of the ancient soul clan all stood up straight, spread out, and continued to live in the ancient buildings on the island in the state of souls.

They are indomitable spirits after the war.

Generally speaking, after death, the soul will be scattered, or reincarnated, but on this island belonging to the ancient soul clan, anyone with the blood of the ancient soul clan, after cultivating to the seventh level of qi refining, even if they fall, they can continue to use their soul spirit. Status alive.

It is an almost eternal race.

It's a pity that they can't leave this island with a radius of only twenty or thirty kilometers, and they can't continue to cultivate and reproduce, and their own strength is basically finalized.

"High priest, why not rebuild the temple?"

Mo Ying pointed at the ruins and asked curiously.

"Repairing the temple requires special materials from the outside world, and I think it's good that the temple is broken. It can always wake up the younger generation, don't forget the alien race under the burrow, and fight against it bravely."

The old woman explained.

Hearing this, Mo Ying nodded.

"Aying, you came back suddenly, not just to chat with my old woman, right?"

The old woman looked at Mo Ying with a smile, and saw through her at a glance, "I think, you are for the curse on your face."

Mo Ying pursed her lips tightly and nodded.

"I told you before that after becoming a high priest, on our island, you will be able to obtain the power of the heroic spirit of the entire ancient soul clan, which is extremely powerful, but the side effect is that you cannot leave here."

"Once you leave, the mark of the high priest of our Soul Ancient Clan will erode your appearance."

The old woman explained, very patient.

"But, is there no way?" Mo Ying touched her face, the touch was so delicate that she couldn't let it go.

"Yes." The old woman nodded.

"What method?" Mo Ying was very excited.

"Enter the altar,

Find the will of the ancient souls and get its approval and guidance. ' The old woman turned and pointed to the broken altar.

Mo Ying was shocked.

The Will of the Ancient Soul Clan is the terrifying will of all the spiritual state practitioners of the Ancient Soul Clan since ancient times, willing to give up immortality. It is a small cave world encapsulated in the altar.

That will is cold.

It is difficult to get its approval and guidance.

"Aying, this is a very dangerous thing. Even if you are willing to give up your identity as a high priest, you will not be able to get the will of the Soul Ancient Clan, and it will become more and more severe."

The old woman reminded.

Heart of beauty in everyone.

She was also a beauty back then, knowing that Mo Ying walking outside with a face full of scars was very difficult and heart-wrenching.

Mo Ying stood there, clenching her fists.

She was used to walking outside with an unacceptable face, but in order to pass the illusion area on the fifth floor of the practice tower, she had to get rid of the demon in her heart.

Restoring his appearance was what Mo Ying thought.

Although this may not be able to pass through the illusion zone, but you can try.

"High priest, I am willing to try it."

In the end, Mo Ying made a decision.

The old woman sighed, and after a moment of silence: "Come with me!"

She went up to the altar.

Mo Ying followed closely.

Boom!

As the old woman tapped a certain position on the altar with a wooden stick, a special light wave spread out, and the two disappeared.

In a medium-sized cave world with a radius of ten miles.

There are endless whirlwinds all around.

There is a pale golden altar in the center, on which is placed an ancient bronze tripod, which is filled with pale golden willpower, releasing a touch of coercion.

"Who is calling me?"

With the arrival of the two, the golden willpower of the bronze cauldron surged upwards, turned into a human figure, and looked at them indifferently.

"Respected Will of the Soul Ancient Clan, we are the high priest of the Soul Ancient Clan, and I am here to ask you one thing."

The old woman bowed.

"What's the matter?" The Soul Ancient Clan asked the will, with a very indifferent tone.

"I want to walk outside as a high priest without being affected by the power of the curse." Mo Ying stepped forward and said.

"Hey!" The Soul Ancient Clan's will suddenly widened its eyes and made a strange syllable, as if mocking.

"Can't you?" Mo Ying frowned.

"You have committed a serious crime without knowing it, and you are trying to walk outside as a high priest. Be careful that I will deprive you of the power of your heroic spirit!" The will of the ancient souls made a cold voice.

"Uh..." Mo Ying was stunned.

The power of the heroic spirit, how can I have it?

You can take away whatever you want.

She thought about it and was about to speak.

But at this moment, the old woman took the initiative to explain: "A Ying is the only one of our ancient soul clan who is still alive. He is not practicing in the clan, but in a star sect called Misty Sect in the outside world."

"Oh?"

The Soul Ancient Clan's will was surprised, "So, you don't have the power of heroic spirits, but have the power of cultivation from the outside world... Well, in this case, it's not impossible to walk outside."

Hearing this, Mo Ying and the old woman looked at each other and felt surprised.

It seems that practicing outside is also beneficial.

For example: unconstrained.

"So, how do I break the curse?" Mo Ying asked.

"Through the test of killing aliens from the ancient souls, gather nine demon general-level demon pills, activate the bead of our ancient souls, and you will be able to walk outside regardless of the power of the curse." The ancient souls said in a deep voice.

"I'm willing to take the test."

Mo Ying pulled out the Flying Sword in the Wind, which burst out with aura that belonged to the first layer of the Primordial Concentration Realm, and had a solid foundation.

This is due to the auxiliary exercises she has practiced, "Second Qi Sea", "Nine Turns Heavenly God Technique", "Water Sun Technique", and Quick Sword Sword Intent.

"It's not bad to have such a cultivation in less than twenty years!"

The Soul Ancients nodded their heads slightly, and their eyes suddenly burst into bright golden light, condensing into an arch on the ground.

"This is the door of the test, go in!"

Mo Ying glanced at the old woman, the latter nodded, and upon seeing this, Mo Ying stepped into the arch with a sword in one hand and a knack in the other.

This is a wild battlefield.

There are countless burrows on the ground, and a strange and terrifying creature is crawling out of it, with cruelty in its eyes.

"One of the alien races in the cave, the three-eyed spider!"

Mo Ying stared at the alien and said solemnly.

Its total length is ten meters.

The main body is a spider, but it has only three eyes like those of a wild dog, and there is a brutal light in it.

Whoosh!

The three-eyed spider was killed.

It has the realm of a low-level demon general, and its strength is very strong.

Tear!

Mo Ying was unafraid, and reached the back of the three-eyed spider with one move "Backstab", and then used all her strength to perform sword fighting. The flying sword penetrated the three-eyed spider from behind, and turned back from the front, stabbing its eyes out.

"Ow!"

The three-eyed spider roared, roared, and fell down unwillingly.

As the youngest High Priest of the Ancient Soul Clan, and the only one who is still alive, Mo Ying certainly knew the names and weaknesses of various alien races in the burrows.

It is precisely because of her status as a high priest that she understands cultivation very well, and she can be regarded as an NPC tutor in the novice village.

The small cave world in the altar.

The old woman and the Will of the Soul Ancient Clan looked at the picture in front of them and nodded secretly, thinking that Mo Ying's fighting level was very high.

"Is this girl really the last living creature of our Soul Ancient Clan?" At this time, the Soul Ancient Clan asked with will.

"Yes." The old woman nodded.

"Why?" The Soul Ancient Clan asked the will.

"In the battle ten years ago, our souls of the ancient souls fought the tragic price of all their deaths, and finally obliterated the king of alien races in the burrow and sealed the entrance." The old woman explained.

"In this case, the newly appointed high priest must spread the branches and leaves for our Soul Ancient Clan, and recreate the glory." The Soul Ancient Clan said with will.

The old woman and tens of thousands of other souls of the ancient souls are in the state of souls, unable to leave the island where the ancient souls ancestral land is located, and they cannot reproduce.

It can be said that Mo Ying is the only seedling of the Soul Ancient Clan.

She, must shoulder the responsibility of creating a race.

"Aying is not a sow, how could she have so many babies?" The old woman's face flushed, "Besides, she doesn't seem to like anyone yet."

"madness!"

The Soul Ancients hate that iron cannot become steel, "It is a long-term plan to spread branches and leaves. Who told you that it can be done in one generation? After several or dozens of generations, can't it be enough?"

"It's me who didn't think about it." The old woman hurriedly lowered her head.

At this moment, the secret realm behind the arch.

Mo Ying cut off several low-level demon general-level alien creatures in the burrows, and has collected a lot of demon pills.

She looked at the tall tower in the distance with a solemn expression.

The bead of the ancient souls is on the top of the tower!

And this process made her seem familiar.