Chapter 177 Yuan Shen Crusher

Darkness, darkness, endless darkness everywhere. Like a lonely boat floating on the vast and deep sea. There seemed to be a huge whirlpool in the sea, sweeping Yan Shaofeng's soul closer to the center. No matter how hard it struggled, there was nothing it could do. The golden liquid covering thousands of miles wrapped around a strange-looking small ball, which was driven away by the waves in panic. Hold on and rush forward all the way.

Gradually he saw a glimmer of light. That light was not pure white, but orange. It was a little holy and a little mysterious. After seeing it, it made people feel calm, as if they had found the other side. Slowly, this mysterious light There were more and more, clusters, layer by layer, gathering together, as if the holy light was coming, making him have the idea to worship.

"What kind of light is this?!" Yan Shaofeng thought vaguely. He found that he could not make a sound, as if he was imprisoned by some kind of magic circle. The feeling of being without physical support was as weak as A ball of cotton, he felt that his magic power was getting smaller and smaller, because the golden liquid was absorbed without limit by a big tree that was emitting divine light. Every time it absorbed a little, his magic power was relatively weakened.

That big tree was too tall. He had never seen such a tall tree in his life, and every leaf and branch shone with orange light. When those lights gathered together, they were within a radius of one mile. A golden light shield was formed within the range. The light shield was filled with mana fluctuations and seemed to be a magic barrier. Many weird-looking and ugly demons and demon kings knelt down under the tree, kowtowing and muttering something in their mouths. Yan Shaofeng's head hurt and he couldn't hear what they said, but he judged that this should be a prayer ceremony.

The tree continued to radiate powerful suction force outwards, and Yan Shaofeng's few remaining souls finally passed through the golden shield and approached the body of the big tree. The big tree originally had no bark, and its surface showed the color of steel. It also feels very slippery and has many small holes for ventilation, just like human eyes and noses. As soon as Yan Shaofeng approached it, he was sucked in, and the weird little ball was sucked in with him.

The inside of the big tree was empty, as if it was an independent world. Yan Shaofeng looked up and saw that it was vast and vast, and he couldn't see it all. According to his eyes, it was at least tens of thousands of miles in radius.

Within the scope of tens of thousands of miles, there were rolling air currents and flowing clouds everywhere. The rolling and surging clouds completely blocked Yan Shaofeng's sight, making it difficult to see things in the distance. Yan Shaofeng drifted forward for a while, and suddenly many green, blue, and red light balls passed by him. All of them had mana fluctuations. They were clearly the souls of the monks. They were all attracted by this tree of souls. To be absorbed.

Those spiritual consciousnesses were absorbed by a force, lost their freedom, and were forced to line up and walk towards a dark tree hole. A strange aura suddenly emitted from the tree hole, spinning around to form a mysterious... The formation looks like a blender or a drying bucket.

Those souls suddenly let out bursts of howling like ghosts and wolves, as if they had arrived at the City of Wasted Death in the Palace of Hell. Before Yan Shaofeng could figure out what was going on, the Yuanshen could not help but line up behind the howling Yuanshen, advancing one by one, with the weird little balls lined up behind him.

Looking from a distance, Yan Shaofeng discovered that any spirit that entered the tree hole would be immediately destroyed by a storm, become fragmented, and turn into a pure spiritual element, which was destroyed by a specific element on the tree trunk. Slowly, he realized a little bit of the truth. The absorption of this specific part seemed to be distributed according to the five elements.

Fire-attributed souls will be absorbed to the south, water-attributed souls will be absorbed to the north, thunder-attributed souls will be concentrated in the east, wind-attributed souls will be in the southeast, and earth-attributed souls will be in the southwest...

Those shattered souls are no longer souls, but have become the purest elements, fire-attribute elements, water-attribute elements, thunder-attribute elements...pieces float out and join together, nourishing and nourishing them. The growth of the Soul Tree, the Soul Tree relies on endless alien souls to achieve immortality.

There are about a hundred light balls lined up in front of Yan Shaofeng. Almost every second, a light ball will be swallowed, crushed, and refined into pure elements. A small part will be directly absorbed by the tree of soul, and most of them will be absorbed by the tree of soul. Then it floats out, combines like rain clouds, floats in the attribute direction, and is used as reserve energy.

Seeing those souls being destroyed one by one, and seeing that it was his turn, Yan Shaofeng began to feel nervous. If the soul was destroyed, he would never be reincarnated. If his body was destroyed, he could still be like this. The sound demon also undergoes body rebirth, but once the soul is gone, it is completely over. This is how to do?

When he was at a loss what to do, a strange laughter suddenly came from behind him. Yan Shaofeng hurriedly turned around to look, but it was that weird little ball. The whole body radiated golden light. For some reason, the size had tripled in size. Teeth sneered at himself. Yan Shaofeng was confused.

"Quack, quack, quack!" The little ball suddenly turned its head, opened its fangs and swallowed the two weaker souls that had just been lined up in its stomach. The yellow light suddenly became stronger, and Yan Shaofeng immediately understood. It turns out that this kid is a blessing in disguise. He is feasting on his soul here. No wonder he is progressing so fast.

But what's the use? Once you enter the mysterious magic circle and you are smashed into pieces, the ball as a part of your soul will definitely fall apart. No matter how much you swallow, it will be useless. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer souls in front of him, and it was almost his turn, Yan Shaofeng felt a sense of despair. He tried to rush out of the Tree of Souls, but there was a restraining force in the tree that prevented him from moving at all, and he could only walk towards death helplessly.

Ten...eight...four...

It's Yan Shaofeng's turn soon. What should he do? He is really at a loss. Is he going to die like this?

Just when he was extremely frustrated, he heard another weird laughter in his ears. Yan Shaofeng turned around suddenly, only to hear the weird little ball let out a cry, opened his big mouth, and swallowed his soul light ball whole. Entering the belly... a feeling of water and milk fusion instantly spread throughout Yan Shaofeng's body. The little ball that he could never communicate with finally became a part of Yan Shaofeng's soul. The little ball was Yan Shaofeng. Wind, Yan Shaofeng is the little ball.