"Oh? This thing can reshape the soul's body?"

Polito's tone was unclear, which made the upper god under the throne steps restless and his soul tremble slightly.

"Hmph, what's the use of these buildings? According to your study, these reshaped bodies are all winged people with white wings?"

Polito snorted coldly, causing McLan's heart to tighten suddenly. It was not because he was afraid of Polito's anger, but because he was afraid of delaying the mission.

It is not easy to lie in front of a master.

With the keenness of the main god's consciousness, it is very easy to find the flaws of lies.

So, McLan's words are true.

In the precise calculation analysis of the god-level spiritual world, selectively speaking out the facts and guiding Polito in the wrong direction is the safest way.

"In the Lord of Light, most of the flesh and blood reshaping pools we have studied can only reshape the souls of the holy realm."

The underworld.

So Polito created a sea of ​​light in the center of the continent of light.

"Looking at this shape, is it a bead?"

Bloodhoof Island.

As it extended to the bone white round bead, this trace of power of the main god began to try to integrate into it.

Margaret's Hill Valley.

The Lord of Light knew that these angel reincarnation pools could be recognized by the Lord of Light, but he had no intention of assigning them.

The heart of the heart that was suspected to be the heart of the underworld was only a few dozen centimeters in diameter under Franklin.

If the bone white round bead is really the heart of the underworld, it can be regarded as a kind of strange thing in the world. It is not impossible to recognize the master or understand it.

The 128 angel reincarnation pools that were born with the light gods are still unparalleled.

"It's been more than ten million years, and this ghost thing has finally shown signs of maturity."

"Well? Why can't it be? Both the main artifact and the space ring are OK."

The reason for this situation is also related to Polito's domineering personality.

This made Lei Mo very anxious. He had been guarding for more than ten thousand years, so it was definitely impossible to return it to Chris.

Except for the inability to float, most areas of the Holy Island are similar to those of the floating islands in the heavenly realm, with the same flying stone waterfall, as beautiful as a fairyland.

In the middle of the Sea of ​​Light, an island similar to the Sky Floating Island was created, named Holy Island.

Even though it is only a few dozen centimeters in diameter, this "heart of the underworld" has been nurtured for tens of thousands of years.

"However, the winged man who has been reshaped by the female soul is beautiful. Why should I arrange some to serve the master?"

McCaulan is one of the many gods in the spiritual world that has been penetrated by Lord Light, and is also the gods in the spiritual world that Lord Light likes the most.

This is not considered Lei Mo's unreasonable speculation. There are too many similar examples among the strange things in the world.

"This is the heart of the underworld? But Franklin, how can you recognize your master without blood?"

The soul tremolo, like a beeping but very harsh, was directly transmitted into the soul, which made Lei Mo feel a little dazed.

What came into Lei Mo's sight was a bone-white round bead, and there was a gray mist spreading from time to time.

Of course, the Angel Reincarnation Pond is called within the spiritual world, and the words for Polito are still the pool of flesh and blood reshaping.

"Haha, master, what's the difficulty? I did not study it much in order to use the main artifact and the space ring."

When he thought of it, Lei Mo and Franklin flew up at the same time and headed towards Baibone Mountain.

"But, this thing can't even be put into the space ring."

"Franklin, let's bring this bone white ball back to hell and try it with my own blood."

Many affairs in the God of Light were involved in McCaulan.

Compared to the heavenly realm, the rich breath of light in the divine realm makes Polito feel more comfortable.

"No need, which woman who becomes a god has a poor temperament?"

Having been in the underworld for more than ten thousand years, now this thing that is suspected to be the heart of the underworld has really matured, but Lei Mo is in trouble again.

A layer of film coat on the "Heart of the Underworld" turned into gray and gray in a gray light, dissipating into the air of the Underworld.

Nameless mountains.

hell.

Polito is the master of light. If he doesn't want any goddess, how could he become interested in the weak-powered Winged Man?

Although he had settled in the realm of Light, Polito did not give up on the rule of heaven, and seemed to be dominating the two realms.

Perhaps, this is why the Holy Church of Light later liked to build holy islands. The God of Light imitated the heavens, while the Holy Church imitated the God of Light.

This is the role of McCaulan. He needs to temporarily stabilize the Lord of Light Polito and prevent him from recognizing the Lord in advance.

"Can the heart of the underworld not recognize the master?"

At this time, Margaret's belly was bulging high, and there were waves of ups and downs from time to time, and Lei Mo's heart seemed to be on a roller coaster.

After the establishment of the God Realm of Light, Polito settled in the God Realm of Light.

Lei Mo, who had already seen sweat on his forehead, asked in a trembling voice. He had never had the tension at this moment since he became the Lord God.

Just as only the light master god can recognize the master in the Angel Reincarnation Pool, the heart of the underworld may also have similar restrictions.

After seeing the valley modified by Savoron, Margaret also yearned for it.

The spiritual god level has arranged a magic array similar to a spirit gathering in the valley. The core of the magic array is the power of a pool of life's main gods.

"Margaret, how do you feel, does it hurt?"

The dark heart-stunning strange thing no longer looks like the heart, and it no longer beats, and there is only an inexplicable fluctuation still flowing.

In the next decades, Lei Mo and Franklin tried countless methods, but they were unable to recognize this bone-white round bead.

After McLan observed his words and expressions, he said inexplicably.

But after all, the heaven was created by the Supreme God of Destiny, and there are still some magical things that cannot be imitated, such as the floating island in the heaven.

Polito did not recognize his master, but wanted his subordinates to study and test the functions of these angel reincarnation pools and judge their differences.

Otherwise, if there are too many angel reincarnation pools, it would be bad if there is any harm.

Franklin was speechless, and he was too full just now, and he was a little embarrassed at this time.

As he spoke, a trace of gray-white power of the main god extended from Franklin's body.

at the same time.

"Buzz--"

Lei Mo said with emotion as if he was liberation.

"Since you don't like the Lord, let's continue to study these flesh-and-blood reshaping pools?"

With the power of the main god, a valley with rich life energy was forcibly transformed.

When creating the realm of light, Polito was consciously imitating the layout of the realm of heaven.

At this time, where does the "heart" still look like a "heart"?

"Fortunately, is the little guy coming out?"

It was related to Lei Mo's bloodline, and Margaret didn't dare to say that she was the main god and everything was fine.

"You dog is really troubled. For more than 100,000 years, the power of the Lord God has been nourished. When you are about to be born, do you still want to trouble your mother?"

Lei Mo, who could not bear to see Margaret suffer, couldn't help but curse.
Chapter completed!