Life Control Chart

Shi Yu was still holding back the civil war in the soul sea, and was trembling with fear. The world soul was hanging in the center of his soul like a top and spinning rapidly. He has dissipated his human form and turned into light mist again, and all his previous efforts have been in vain.

Shi Yu soul shrank as hard as he could, trying to squeeze into the inner wall of the soul sea. However, everything happened between lightning and flint, and he had no time to escape.

Before all the souls could penetrate into the inner wall of the soul sea, first, the surging souls of the monks who were pretending to die clung to the soul sea and collided with each other, tearing away part of the exposed soul body, carrying it and rushing towards other soul seas, while some were hidden along Shi Yu's soul. He got through the hole and got mixed with Shi Yu's spirit.

Shi Yu felt the violent murderous intention from it. The monk who faked death regarded everything that did not belong to him as his mortal enemy. While resisting the silver hair, he also wanted to kill Shi Yu's soul.

Shi Yu instantly lost his sense of the part of the separated soul body, and then countless silver hairs chasing the soul, as if they smelled the fishy blood leeches, followed the soul of the monk who was pretending to die, and also followed Shi Yu The soul broke in quickly and crucified everyone regardless of the target.

Shi Yu went crazy and mobilized all his strength to activate the world soul, desperately resisting the double invasion of the silver hair and the soul of the monk who faked death, still watching his soul being torn into pieces.

While the tearing power hurt Shi Yu, it also protected him in disguise. Because all the souls that were torn apart were the parts entangled with the monks who faked death, countless silver coins had been inserted into them.

Even so, Shi Yu became more and more drowsy, his thoughts became more and more sluggish, and he kept lamenting in his heart that he was really going to die here.

Shi Yu, who was in a desperate situation, burst out with a last burst of cruel energy. He didn't care about the consequences of activating the world soul with all his strength. At this moment, he only had one thought: hold on! Be sure to hold on!

The spirit of the monk who faked his death was also fighting desperately. He felt the hope of recalling the past. However, the person who brought him hope was too weak and was severely injured by him. He soon lost the power to protect him, let alone Said to help him find himself.

Soon Shi Yu couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a drowsy state.

The rapidly rotating and vibrating world soul slows down its rhythm, the covered area becomes smaller and smaller, and the power of the vibration becomes weaker and weaker.

But this also happened to break the balance between the silver hair and the monk who suspended his death. Without the support of the world soul, he could no longer resist the overwhelming sea of ​​silver hair. In an instant, he was stung into silver thorns, and the entire soul sea suddenly returned to peace. , as calm as nothing happened.

Shi Yu shrank deep in the inner wall of the soul sea, half alive and half dead. The world soul almost stopped rotating, and shock waves were slightly rippling every now and then.

It was so miserable. The soul that Shi Yu had worked so hard to accumulate and nourish was completely lost in a moment. The silver hair was blocked by the world soul from Shi Yu's shattered soul, and it was suspended in the air and then gradually disappeared. This short three inches was also the last remaining space for Shi Yu's soul to survive.

There was still a trace of clarity, and Shi Yu also knew that he could not drag it out any longer. The self-organizing Shen Shen was already destroying the last remnants of the soul. At most, he would burn the soul out in a moment. With the last remaining strength, Shi Yu clung to the world soul, exited the inner wall of the soul sea, and floated towards the silver-white soul of suspended animation again.

He had to take a risk, even if he woke up the monk again. Instead of dying in vain, it was better to give it a try. Shi Yu made up his mind. When he was still half a foot away from the soul of the feigned death, he took out more than ten soul needles and stabbed it with all his strength. He exhausted his last bit of strength and wrapped the world soul in a faint.

The world soul slowly rotates under the urging of the remaining formation, making circle after circle of weak ripples, as if the remaining candle in the wind may be extinguished at any time; the Shen Shen is still working tirelessly on its own, spreading and burning the remaining soul.

And who knows whether the soul needle is devouring the soul essence or whether the monk will wake up again.

Deeply asleep, Shi Yu was truly unconscious.

The soul was too injured and unable to support anything except trying to survive. This was also the sweetest and most carefree sleep since Shi Yu became wise. There was only pure sleep, as safe and comfortable as in the mother's womb. There was no real sleep. No dreams, no worries. If possible, Shi Yu is true

I don't want to wake up again and return to the world of endless sorrow and resentment.

He slowly opened his eyes, stretched out his hands and feet little by little, and stuck out his head.

Raise your palms and put them in front of your eyes. The color is bright yellow like jade, and the beauty is as thick as honey. The soul is no longer as thin and ethereal as mist or smoke, but like cheese under the condensation of the forged spirit, condensed into an inch-sized, exquisite and clear form. .

Shi Yu was surprised to find that the never-ending tempering of the spirit was now just being tempered repeatedly, and the spirit was no longer condensed. In other words, his soul has become extremely pure and true, without any distractions.

"What a blessing in disguise!" Shi Yu couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He turned to look at the place where the silver soul was hanging. There was nothing there, and the majestic soul had been completely swallowed by him.

"Haha, after devouring so many powerful souls, I only forged such a small amount. I dare to practice this technique. How brave I am!" Shi Yu looked at his tiny soul body with a smile. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that he was really ignorant. Fearless.

Closing his eyes for a moment again, Shi Yuzai carefully felt the difference brought about by the condensed spirit.

Such a tiny soul form is like a new monk with seven or eight orifices opened, but in fact, the majestic power is buried in the solid soul, and no trace of it is leaked. After returning to his true form, others saw Shi Yu as just an ordinary person who had never practiced cultivation.

"Huh?" What surprised Shi Yu even more was that he saw the world soul shrink to the size of a grain of rice, quietly embedded in the middle of the soul body, no longer rotating, and no waves protecting the body. The crude and simple activation array had already been scattered and ineffective in the turbulent impact.

Shi Yu was shocked and looked around hurriedly. The silver hairs that were chasing the soul seemed to have not discovered Shi Yu's existence, and none of them appeared to be staring at him.

"It turns out that forging the soul has this benefit in the end, which can allow the soul to avoid the detection of the silver hairs. Good! Great!" Shi Yu was very happy, and the amber-colored little soul suddenly glowed.

With a thought, Shi Yu released a strand of divine thought, and everything was quiet and nothing happened. Until Shi Yu cut off a strand of divine thought and let it float without roots, it attracted hundreds of silver hairs to search around like fish, but the divine thought dissipated in an instant, and the silver hairs gradually disappeared without guidance.

"Dang" With a flick of his finger, a silver hair that had not yet disappeared was broken, and immediately attracted countless silver hairs to rush around.

"Haha", Shi Yu laughed even more happily. It was something he had never dared to think of before to easily break the silver hair with his own body. It was possible to rely on the world soul, but he had to be very careful.

After everything was done, what else could he be dissatisfied with! Finally, looking at the empty soul sea, Shi Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, turned around and left.

Just when the soul was half out, Shi Yu was startled. How could Master Ben be sleeping with the fake dead monk he had escaped into, and his face was face to face with the soul.

"When did he have this habit?" Shi Yu was frightened, tightly holding the soul and wrapping the world soul to fly far away, shrinking in the corner and staying silent for a long time before daring to look around, for fear that Master Ben or others would notice him. After quietly checking for a week, Shi Yu was glad that he did not panic and wake everyone up.

Instead of returning to his body directly, Shi Yu only slightly sensed that there was nothing wrong with his body, and then he hid in a corner to continue exploring his soul. Inside and outside the body, those were two completely different worlds, and he had to know the changes in his soul as soon as possible.

Hovering in the air, he felt that the wind could no longer shake his soul, and when he walked through the ground, he felt that the stone soil would no longer block the way forward for his soul.

Shi Yu's soul was almost not disturbed by any external factors, and he was the only one who cared about the disturbances.

What surprised Shi Yu even more was that the soul exploration no longer required the divine thoughts to be extended, but could be seen at a glance. It was still unknown how far it could see, after all, this place was trapped by the formation, but at least every corner was under Shi Yu's careful inspection. Although it was all dark, Shi Yu knew that what he saw was not the darkness in front of him, but the darkness where his eyes could reach.

Shi Yu laughed secretly, this soul actually looked around like a real person, although the vision was still unknown, he would not be disappointed.

He condensed a sharp blade and slowly pierced into the soul. There was no longer the sharp pain of the previous cutting. The sharp blade was like piercing into the void. If the soul in that place had

Knowing that he would retreat, it would be the same if he was faster. Shi Yu simply swung the blade as fast as the wind and lightning to pierce the soul, and all of them were avoided one by one without any injury.

Shi Yu grinned and really laughed. The battle between the souls of cultivators was extremely dangerous, far beyond the physical fight. Most of them were battles between the mind. His soul was not afraid of external objects. If he fought, he would penetrate the body and attack the opponent's soul directly. It must be an unexpected killing move.

He did not dare to fully stimulate the power of the soul. Shi Yu did not know if he could deal with so many powerful prisoners alone, which made him a little regretful.

Sneaking back into his body, Shi Yu looked at his spiritual flames that were more than ten feet high with satisfaction. Just as he was about to summon Mu Li, he suddenly found something wrong.

Why are the spiritual flames of other cultivators either overlapping or scattered, without the previous pattern of separatist confrontation, and the walls around them are cracked and shattered, as if they had experienced a war.

Still confused, Mu Li ran out in a panic, his face full of horror.

"What's going on? Did they fight?" Shi Yu asked, thinking about it and felt that it was impossible, so he shook his head first.

"Sir, did you have any strange experience in that cultivator's body?" Mu Li also asked at the same time.

"Huh? How do you know? I almost lost my soul again because of the silver nail. It was really dangerous!" Now I still feel scared when I think about it, and a trace of fear appears on Shi Yu's face.

"It's the same here. These cultivators have been penetrated by countless silver nails. I'm afraid they have lost their memories of this place. Since the silver light was shining, none of these cultivators have woken up again." As he said, Mu Li patted his chest in fear, and a wave of waves made Shi Yu dazzled, and he quickly closed his eyes and concentrated.

"Silver light? Tell me in detail what happened here after I left." Shi Yu finally calmed down and asked again.

Mu Li also hurriedly said: "Everything was normal after the young master left, but somehow, the pile of human skin cushions under Master Ben suddenly exploded, and a terrifying man crawled out, grabbed Master Ben and scolded him for daring to lie on him.

But before he finished speaking, everything in the dark suddenly became as bright as day, and the sky and the ground were full of that kind of silver hair, which dispelled the darkness and chased people. The human skin monk shouted a few times and was stabbed and fainted.

It was too scary, his shouting almost shook the place down. Then everything became like this. I was afraid of another accident, so I didn't dare to move, waiting for the young master to come back."

"The silver hair dispelled the darkness!" Shi Yu was completely shocked. How powerful was the fake dead monk who infiltrated this time? Not only did it make the silver hair targeting the soul become concrete in the black abyss, it also illuminated this pure black world. You know, no one has ever been able to emit a little bit of brilliance here, not even Master Ben!

"Well, that's good. By the way, how is Mu Liu? Is he getting better?" After thinking for a moment, Shi Yu changed the subject and showed concern for Mu Liu.

"Calm down a bit, but still in a daze. Alas! Who knew that running away would still force himself into a dead end." Mu Li said helplessly.

"Why is it a dead end!" Shi Yu was a little dissatisfied, "I will find a way to remove the mark. It's really strange. Could it be that the boundary formation has a natural attraction and restraint on spirits?"

"Then trouble you to worry about it, if nothing else, I will go to accompany my brother." Mu Li didn't want to stay with Shi Yu for too long. Although Shi Yu said that it had nothing to do with him, she still didn't quite believe it.

"Wait!" Shi Yu saw Mu Li was about to leave, and hurriedly said, "You said these people never woke up again? Master Ben too?"

"Yes, sir, that moment was too scary." Although Mu Li didn't know why Shi Yu asked this question again, he still answered patiently, "After the human-skin monk attracted the silver light, everyone was hit hard, and I don't think they will wake up for a long time."

"Okay, go." Shi Yu waved his hand to send Mu Li away, got up and walked quickly to Master Ben.

Seeing that Master Ben no longer had a soft human cushion under him, but was instead pressed under him like a meat cushion, Shi Yu found it funny, and he thought Master Ben suddenly had a quirk.