Four Hundred and Fiftieth IX Soul Fire
"Is the soul on fire?"
Su Lang's expression changed, "Wait a minute, I'll send a message to ask."
It was the first time he had heard of Soul Heart Fire.
Therefore, in order to prevent Huangfu Qin from doing things, let's ask Yan Xingxing first.
Through the communication jade card, Su Lang contacted Yan Xingxing.
"Lord Yan Xingxing, what is the soul fire?"
"Su Lang! What's the matter with you? Soul Heart Fire is the core of the soul that can only be condensed by powerhouses at God level and above. Once Soul Heart Fire is mastered, life and death..."
"It turns out that only god-level powerhouses can condense things. No wonder I haven't heard of it."
"Su Lang! Why are you asking this!?"
"That's it, Huangfu Qin surrendered. He said to hand over the soul and heart to me, Mr. Yan Xingxing, what is the soul's heart? What is the delivery process like..."
"What!! Huangfu Qin actually surrendered!? My God! Really? This is really incredible! I can't believe it at all! Haha, the dawn of our human race has finally arrived! Yoho!!"
"By the way, the heart fire of the soul is the golden light spot forced out from the eyebrows, the process is..."
"Ow, got it..."
Just looking at the text message that Yan Xingxing replied, Su Lang could imagine how excited and happy he was!
Of course, Su Lang himself was also super excited!
"Okay, I'm done asking!"
Su Lang smiled at Huangfu Qin, "Give me your soul and heart, but don't use any tricks."
"What else can I do..."
Huangfu Qin sighed, then closed his eyes tightly, and a burst of light gradually rose between his eyebrows. 7
The light was flake-like, as if it was radiating from an invisible crack.
Immediately afterwards, in Huangfuqin's painful expression, a golden light spot forced out from the eyebrows and slowly flew towards Su Lang.
Su Lang raised his vigilance, checked the golden light spot over and over again, and made sure that it was completely in line with what Yan Xingxing said before he took it into his hands.
Immediately, Su Lang placed the golden light spot between his eyebrows, wrapped it with mental power, and pulled it into the sea of consciousness.
The golden light point easily entered Su Lang's sea of consciousness, and then changed for a while, forming a phantom whose outline was very close to Huangfu Qin, sitting silently under the white halo.
Su Lang could clearly feel that there was a faint emotion on this phantom.
Once Huangfu Qin has a different opinion, he will know immediately!
If this phantom is killed, Huangfu Qin will die directly!
"Yeah! There's no problem, you're acquainted."
After checking it many times, Su Lang finally showed a satisfied smile, "From now on, you can call me the Lord."
"Yes, my lord!"
The quasi-sage emperor Fuqin of the first generation bowed his knees and bowed respectfully to Su Lang.
So far, the war between the Human Race and the Wind Spirit Race is over!
"Okay, let's issue a ceasefire order."
"If it is one second slower, we will lose a lot of warriors."
Su Lang smiled lightly, and while he was talking, he also sent a message to Yan Xingxing, asking him to truce with the Wind Spirit Clan.
After Huangfu Qin was ordered, he also issued a truce order.
on the blue star.
The main battlefield under the crack of time and space is full of ruins and corpses!
Countless warriors and fierce beasts scuffled together, going crazy, killing a bloody madman, you die!
Because the human race has the help of the powerful martial god Yan Xingxing, the Fengling race warriors and beasts have a large number of casualties almost every second.
The warriors of the Wind Spirit Race kept retreating, almost desperate.
But at this moment, Yan Xingxing roared with the power of the god of war and ordered:
"The quasi-sage of the Wind Spirit Tribe has surrendered to Su Lang, the Martial God of our tribe, and the Wind Spirit Tribe has surrendered. Everyone obeys the order, stop the battle! Retreat!"
"what!?"
"The quasi-sage of the Wind Spirit Clan has surrendered to my clan's martial god Su Lang!?"
"I fork, is this a dream? That's a quasi-sage, and he surrendered!"
"Su Lang's Martial God is too strong, even beheading the five major Martial Gods, what about the quasi-sage, he is not at the level of Martial God, and it is reasonable to surrender!"
"Hahahaha! Our human race has won! It's been two thousand years! Not only have our human race not been wiped out, but we have defeated the mighty Wind Spirit Race!"
"..."
After the initial disbelief, the human race warriors shouted in ecstasy, and then retreated from the battle.
And the warriors of the Wind Spirit Tribe were stunned!