Being able to play with power does not mean being smart or wise.

Power-mindedness is nothing more than seeing through people's hearts, playing around, and manipulating people's hearts.

There is no distinction between high and low, no distinction between good and bad.

If you use it correctly, it's good.

If you use it wrong, it is bad.

It is like the method of the right path, the method of demon cultivating, the method of soul search, etc. If you use it well, it is the right way. If you use it wrong, it is the devil.

There is never an absolute distinction between good and bad.

"That evil demon clan is one of the four ancestors of the upper realm and the descendant of the demon ancestor left in the lower realm." The First Emperor said in a deep voice, "I have heard of the forbidden lord, but I don't know much. I just think it should be far less powerful than the fourth ancestor of the upper realm. He dares to plunder and control the demon holy, and I'm afraid something happened to the Demon Ancestor."

"The demon ancestor mentioned by the evil demon clan actually has such a background and strength." Ling Zhi's pupils contracted, and he couldn't help but think of the patterns in his eyes that the demon ancestor was called the demon ancestor's demon pattern by the evil demon clan.

Sikong Xiu said that the eyes of the source of all evil were refined by Xing Tian with his head, but the secret of the source of all evil was deeper than Xing Tian himself. Is it possible?

Whose eye belongs to?

What kind of martial arts is the method of being possessed by the Heavenly Dao Monument that he practiced? What kind of magic is it that he entered?

"Well, it is precisely because of the name of the Demon Ancestor that the evil demon clan did not suffer any excessive losses even during the battle between the upper and lower realms." The First Emperor nodded with a serious expression. "I didn't expect that he was burned clean by the Suzaku with the Immortal Fire, and was completely destroyed by a projection of the Taboo Lord."

The First Emperor said a few more words casually, and Ling Zhi was surprised to find that the First Emperor actually suspected that the disappearance of the Demon Ancestor is related to the ancestors on Earth.

"At that time, the upper and lower realms started fighting, and countless powerful people died. In such a place, except for the corpse ancestor, the Demon Ancestor, the most favorite among the Four Ancestors of the Upper Realm was the Demon Ancestor. But later, before I disappeared, the Demon Ancestor suddenly lost all the news, as if it had evaporated between this world."

The First Emperor said aloud, "So I suspect that the disappearance of the Demon Ancestor is very likely to be related to the ancestors on the front line at that time."

"Demon Ancestor, Beast Ancestor..." Ling Zhi muttered the names of Demon Ancestor and others a few times. While secretly remembering them in his heart, he also gave him a shot in his heart, be careful.

The two talked about the reincarnation star and the pseudo-world. While communicating with each other, Ling Zhi also spread his soul simply to the surroundings.

He did not spread his soul far away too much. At this point, he exposed his soul to the boundless sea, and there was no other benefit except that it would damage the soul.

What he was looking for was the small wisp of soul he had separated before.

"I originally wanted to help you find it directly, but I thought that with your soul level, no matter how much time it is given, it will not erase your soul mark, so I simply didn't deal with it and left it to you." With the deep chat, the First Emperor did not take any more unnecessary airs, and the words of Ling Zhi gradually increased.

In the final analysis, Ling Zhi is a Chinese on this endless sea, and Ling Zhi's strength is no worse than him. It is even more indefinitely to say who is stronger and who is weaker in the future.

The First Emperor was also a human being, with the thoughts of ordinary people, but he only looked farther and had a higher vision, but he naturally had some conspiracy in his heart.

What Ling Zhi is looking for now is naturally the one-legged Ancestor Saint who trampled on his body with his feet and took away his spiritual ring when he was in trouble.

When the other party was about to escape, Ling Zhi once exerted a wisp of soul power and attached it to it.

The seven powerful bone saints were unable to escape from his hands. However, this one-legged giant continued to be casual in this sea area for two years.

In the Nine Nether Eighteen Prison, Ling Zhi couldn't feel anything. After leaving the Nine Nether Eighteen Prison, a force that kept attacking his soul appeared instantly in the sensing of the soul.

This red sea area is very strange. It is easy to come in, but difficult to go out. If you are not lucky, it will probably take thousands of years to go out just to go out.

In addition, this sea area has some overlap with the rumored Wuya Fruit that year, so apart from the unique existence of the First Emperor, most of the White Bone Ancestor Saints will no longer think about leaving after entering here.

So Ling Zhi was not in a hurry to recover his ring.

Now that the soul is stable and everything is gradually getting clues, Ling Zhi naturally wants to avenge this shame and revenge.

Walking forward, a few days later, the soul clearly appeared in Lingzhi's perception.

At sea level, the one-legged giant sat cross-legged on it, with a bone knife that came from unknown where in his hand was now pressing the bone knife against Ling Zhi's spiritual ring. When the bone knife intertwined, it would actually have an impact on Ling Zhi's soul imprint.

When he got closer, Ling Zhi was surprised to find that if his soul had not been strong, his body would be safe and sound. The soul power in the imprint of the soul was always operative with the reincarnation soul cultivation method, and I am afraid that the one-legged Ancestor Saint would have succeeded.

The bone knife looked ordinary, just the size of a palm, and was in the shape of a dagger. Unexpectedly, it had a miraculous effect.

"It was made of the skull of the ancestor saint," the First Emperor was worthy of being a person who had been in contact with those ancestor saints for a long time. He knew clearly about some of the things and techniques between the ancestor saints and could see them at a glance.

Ling Zhi suddenly realized that the skull and Shenting acupoint were very close, and were stained with souls all year round. It was the skull of the Ancestral Saint. After careful polishing, it was indeed possible that the soul power could cause damage.

This one-legged Ancestor Saint is very energetic.

First, he was the first to rush out, snatch his spiritual ring, and then cleverly escaped from the encirclement. Now he used such a trick to open the ring and wanted to take out the things in it.

Although he is not very strong, he is actually the one who benefits the most.

"You said your ring can store magic medicines, warrior souls, etc., which is the most essential difference from ordinary space rings," Shi Huang and Ling Zhi stood in the distance, watching the one-legged Ancestor Saint busy themselves, he said, "Your ring can store a certain degree of 'living things', which is considered half a spiritual treasure."

"Lingbao?" Ling Zhi was puzzled. This was the first time he had heard such a title, which was obviously the level classification of the artifacts.

But it is different from the king's soldiers, Taoist soldiers, and ancestral weapons he knew.

"It's not a big deal to get your stuff back first." Shi Huang waved his hand, and Ling Zhi walked out in response.
Chapter completed!