In the soul, the fog is hazy, but it is no longer as dense as before. In the faint fog, a sword of nothingness is floating above the roaring sea of ​​souls.

As soon as the sword shadow came out, the light column covering Locke's body shattered and stars drifted in all directions. This was just an unformed sword, which had such power!

The soul fire in the holy stairs skull's eyes beat violently, and his body stood in the sky without any reaction for a while. "The sword-type soul turned out to be a sword-type soul..."

The blue light dissipated, and at the same time, the fog sword shadows in Locke's soul also dispersed, evacuating one after another, wandering around, and the entire soul was filled with thick fog.

Lock was a little surprised and immediately opened his eyes. Although the green light dissipated, the danger was not lifted. This holy undead spirit is much stronger than the green light. Not to mention Lock alone, even if everyone goes together, they may not be able to withstand the attack.

"Interesting, I'm going to settle your soul today." Aging voice rang in Locke's mind.

The holy skeleton woke up from surprise, with green flames leaping in her eyes, and her bone claws raised to take a picture out of thin air. "Crazy!" The moment the bone arm slid down, the void in front of the skeleton rippled up toward Locke.

This is an extremely terrifying force that can make the void ripples, and its power can be seen. With Locke's current strength, his body will be destroyed ashes.

Feeling the extremely strong aura that was pressing, Locke's eyes were round. He was really unwilling to die just like this, and there were still many things waiting for him. But, facing the powerful saint level, he [31 Novel Network                                                                                                �

"Chew!"

With a light sound, at the critical moment, the green skeleton on the jade bed sat up straight up. Before everyone could react, the bone palm gently patted the ripples that were shaking out.

"Boom!" A vain power collided head-on with the ripples. Although the two powerful forces did not have the sound of earth-shaking collision, the space five meters in front of Locke was completely distorted and almost shattered.

Locke's heart was raised to his throat, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he passed by the god of death again.

"Crack, crack..." A series of white bones knelt at the altar one after another, and the bones made a harsh friction sound. Even the holy skeletons knelt in the sky.

Locke came to his senses, but his heart was still hanging. The bones of these undead were not only unable to speak, but only relying on soul communication. No one knew what they wanted.

The green skeletons swayed their bone claws, and then hundreds of different skeletons and holy stairs at high altitudes stood up.

"This guy's identity is not simple. Even the holy skeletons have to kneel down and bow down!" Locke thought so, and at the same time he was thinking about how to deal with the next situation.

"Don't worry! I won't hurt you..." Suddenly, a clear voice came into Locke's mind, the sound was soft, like a breeze pouring into his soul.

"Who are you?" Rock asked.

The green skeleton shook his head slightly and glanced at the holy rank skeleton behind Locke. The holy skeleton bowed, then turned to look at the cliff where Como, Ryan and others gathered. With a wave of the bone arms, endless black air quickly surged and attacked the cliff.

"Don't worry!" Locke's heart trembled violently, but before he could move, a gentle voice rang in his mind: "I just don't want others to see it, and it didn't hurt them."

As the green skeleton said, as the black fog completely enveloped the cliff, no abnormal movement was emitted. At this time, the entire valley formed a world, surrounded by black air, the central altar stood high, and hundreds of giant star skeletons emitting faint white light stood below. On the altar, the green skeletons as green as jade were sitting on the jade bed, while Locke knelt in front of his bed.

After the space was blocked, the Jade Skeleton waved his right hand, and the strange power that had been bound by Locke suddenly disappeared.

"Come on, come here and do it!" The Jade Skeleton moved to the side and sent a voice to Locke.

Lock's face slightly sluggish. Although the sound was very nice, sitting side by side with a skeleton would take courage.

"Boy, why are you still standing there? Do you dare to disobey the Queen's order?" said the holy skeleton.

The other party finally stopped, but Locke didn't want to be killed just like that, so he stood up and walked to the bed to sit down.

Jade skeleton turned his head, and Hei Wu's eyes looked at Locke and sent a voice to him: "What's your name?"

"Locke!" Locke did not dare to deceive such strange existences easily. If he angered the other party, he might be in danger of his life.

"My name is Tinia! Why are you back here?" Jade Skeleton's speech was very lively. It was obvious that she was a lively woman during her lifetime.

Locke said this about collecting souls here, and at the same time added fuel to the fire, and described Bononing as an unforgivable person, how to force him.

"Ah! People's hearts are still so evil," the woman said in a voice transmission, with a hint of sympathy in her tone.

"You should have collected the undead. I will let you go in a month."

Locke was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly.

"Actually, I want your soul very much. Such a powerful and pure soul has not been seen for many years. But unexpectedly, it is actually a 'sword-type soul' or everything is God's will."

Locke was sweating in his heart and paused, "What is a 'sword-type soul'?" He had also noticed the change of fog in his soul before. After hearing what the Jade Skeleton said, it was obvious that the change was not simple.

Jade Skeleton sent a voice transmission: "The power of the soul is controlled by thoughts, and the fog floating in the soul is the medium for controlling the soul. As the level increases, these soul fogs will change. However, most powerful soul fogs will become thin threads wrapped around the soul world and the soul ocean, and a few of them will form spheres and other shapes. The purpose is to better control the power of the soul. The so-called "sword-type soul" is a special existence. The sword-type soul has its own celestial power, which is an invisible "power" with extremely strong destructive power. Once triggered, it will be amazing."

Lock vaguely understood that the soul was divided into four parts: the soul world, the soul fog, the soul ocean, and the soul power. The soul fog is the soul silk mentioned in Yan Feng's note. Others are the soul silk, but their own forms a sword. The difference between the two can be imagined.

"Sword-type souls are extremely difficult to refine. If you swallow them, your soul will be destroyed. My soul is too weak now and needs a pure soul to replenish, and there are only undead in this world."

"Your soul is still weak!" Locke muttered. He could resist the attacks of the Saint-level powerful man at will, but he looked weak.

"My soul is only level 4, and the rest of the power is created by this bone! I only have this bone in this world." The woman couldn't help but feel sad in her voice.
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