Life Control Chart

Not long after, Shi Yu, in his virtual form, passed through the blockade and reached the Lingzhong camp.

There are only about a hundred thousand spiritual species in the camp, which is incomparable to the blockade of millions of natives.

But the spirit species are all filled with a kind of radiant energy, as if they all have endless power and invincible belief, and they all speak loudly and passionately.

Shi Yu was amazed.

After walking around casually, Shi Yu discovered the location of the leader of the spiritual species.

This leader was also considered friendly. He didn't build a high-rise mansion, nor did he make a huge crowd of supporters. He just sat among thousands of spiritual species and drank freely.

From Shi Yu's angle, he could only see the back of the spiritual king. He stepped on the stool with one foot, held a jar of strong wine in one hand, and shouted encouragement to his subordinates sitting on the floor:

"Young ones! Eat and drink enough. Let's go kill some foreign demons later! Also beat up those losers who are willing to be lackeys!"

The young cultivators of all spirits held up the wine jar and howled wildly, wishing they could rush out and kill them right now.

Shi Yu secretly smiled, and couldn't help but have a good impression of this spiritual king. He was a man with a bold nature. Evil was evil and good was good. He would not disguise his filth as an open-minded face, making it hard for people to guard against.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Shi Yu walked a hundred miles closer to the spiritual king and stood less than ten miles in front of him, stopping to watch.

At first glance, Shi Yu's eyes narrowed suddenly, and his breathing became heavier unconsciously.

"Yu Tong?"

The bold man in front of him had rosy lips and white face, and he was so handsome. He was exactly like Yu Luyao's son who died in vain, Yu Tong, or Yu Yange.

The spiritual king seemed to be aware of Shi Yu's approach, and suddenly put down the wine jar and looked over suspiciously.

The spiritual species around Shi Yu immediately cheered, excited that the king could look at them.

"Soul King! Let's kill all those fake people and take back the name of the human race. We can no longer let them poop and pee on our heads!" A spirit species responded loudly.

The Soul King couldn't find where Shi Yu was, so he nodded to the Xiao Xiu indifferently and laughed, "Hahaha! That's right! Puppet? I like your statement!"

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and the wine jar in his hand was thrown out with half of the remaining wine. The roaring wine jar made ripples in the space and hit Shi Yu's direction like a flying boat breaking through the waves.

Shi Yu remained motionless, staring at the Soul King and thinking carefully.

Could it be that the remnant spirit of Yutong was baptized by the heart of all things and reborn as the king of spiritual species?

The wine jar passed through Shi Yu's virtual body and directly hit the head of a spiritual cultivator behind Shi Yu.

Before the spirit species had time to dodge, he was hit in the head by the wine jar. The bloody headless corpse fell to the ground and was instantly torn into pieces by the surrounding spiritual species.

"Hmph! There is actually a spy! You will be worthy of death if you take refuge in the world!" The Soul King slowly stood up, raised his palm to suppress the noisy and irritable spirit seed, and looked into the distance.

"Children! Another war is about to begin! How dare the bastards from all over the world rush over! Hahaha! Cheer up!" The Soul King shook his body, sending out a billowing wave of heat.

All the spiritual species covered by the heat wave had red eyes and protruding teeth, roaring and growling, and their bodies had grown by three points.

Shi Yu was shocked and thought, what kind of skill is this? Yu Tong has absolutely no such ability.

Before he could figure it out, the Soul King roared and rushed towards him. His two iron palms whizzed at Shi Yu's body. They all passed through the virtual body and hit the space barrier, creating layers of space cracks.

"Huh?" The Soul King was confused, and scratched Shi Yu a few more times, then put his palm under his nose and sniffed lightly.

"There must be someone, why can't I hit him?" The Soul King seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be asking Shi Yu, walking around Shi Yu a few times.

"You are that Shi Yu from Yanlan City, right? I heard that you have an amazing peeping skill! Since you don't take action now, just stay here and wait until I kill the bastards from all realms and then I will deal with you!"

The Soul King thought for a moment and understood who was in front of him. He waved his palms fiercely and sent out layers of heat waves, instantly burning the void around Shi Yu into a solid substance.

Shi Yu didn't understand the power of this at all. The Soul King actually turned the void into pieces of transparent crystal walls, sealing him firmly in the middle.

With a burst of divine power, Shi Yu clicked on the crystal wall a few times, secretly thinking that it was as solid as a small black scale skin, and then reached out to touch it. His palm easily passed through the crystal wall, and his body was not restricted at all.

Shi Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and raised his eyebrows to see how the Soul King led the crowd to meet the enemy.

The Soul King seemed to know what Shi Yu was doing and what Shi Yu was thinking, and sneered: "Come out and try, if you dare to pass through the wall, you will never be able to escape my eyes from now on! You will be with me all your life." Hold my breath!"

Shi Yu's heart froze, and he once again carefully explored the crystal walls blocking all directions, then smiled and shook his head, not arguing with the Soul King.

Seeing that Shi Yu remained silent, the Soul King snorted coldly and turned to look into the distance.

Dark shadows like thick clouds appeared in the sky, layer upon layer quickly approaching.

Shi Yu was puzzled. Such a large-scale army raid took away all the power of the blockade. For more than 100,000 spiritual species, is it worth it to mobilize such an army and mobilize a large number of people?

Shi Yu's thoughts could not keep up with the changes in the battle. One breath ago, the two armies were facing each other from afar. In the next blink of an eye, the Soul King and his troops suddenly moved and landed directly in the center of the enemy's formation.

"Click!"

Shi Yu heard the sound of his jaw being dislocated, and one man forcibly moved hundreds of thousands of people thousands of miles away. What a terrifying soul this was?

With such ability, who can resist the brazen attack of the Soul King's army?

If this soul king suddenly exploded in the middle of Yanlan City with hundreds of thousands of spirit seeds, Shi Yu really couldn't imagine what the result would be.

"Boom!"

The fierce fighting broke out completely without a scene.

The spirit seeds, inspired by the soul king's fierce breath, regardless of their cultivation level, all rushed towards the enemy fearlessly, and all kinds of magic and martial arts swept the world like a wild wave, instantly knocking the invading enemy to the ground, and the dense and tight army of the Ten Thousand Worlds was torn open in a short time.

"Meng Chu, you are looking for death!"

An angry shout sounded in the army of the Ten Thousand Worlds Lord, and eight fierce figures jumped out and rushed straight to the soul king.

A huge encirclement was quickly formed, sealing Meng Chu and his tribe in the sky from all directions.

The power of destroying the world was then released, bombarding the spirit seed army trapped in the center.

"Shared soul!"

Meng Chu's angry roar suddenly came from the army of spirit species, and the extremely majestic fierce breath burst again in the air, expanding the airtight encirclement several times, and the distance between the monks quickly widened.

It was like the core of a star exploded, and countless stardust shot into the void.

"Roar!"

The monk army that attacked was not to be outdone. After all, they had an absolute advantage in numbers and strength. They also shouted in unison, blasting out the power they had accumulated, and quickly suppressed the fierce breath that Meng Chu led to explode.

In this ups and downs, Shi Yu saw that Meng Chu and his tribe were all wrapped in a layer of crystal wall.

And the masters of the Ten Thousand Worlds and the natives who were not well protected fell like raindrops, and fell to the ground without knowing whether they were dead or alive.

Shi Yu was overwhelmed by the sight, stretched out his hand to tear open the folds of the space in front of him, and then scattered all the crystal walls piled around him, and strode out of the cage.

Meng Chu's original intention was not to trap Shi Yu to death, but to hope that Shi Yu could not escape his eyes again, but his hope was doomed to fail.

As if sensing Shi Yu's easy escape, Meng Chu shouted angrily, and a huge crystal ball broke through the air, smashing one side of the encirclement and creating a crack in the void.

All the realm masters along the way were smashed into pieces by the crystal ball and swallowed into chaos by the opened space crack.

Shi Yu was more and more surprised. More than 100,000 spirit seeds were in uniform, forming a whole under Meng Chu's command to fight against powerful enemies, but they were neither puppets nor slaves. Meng Chu's ability to condense souls was incredible.

The title of Soul King is well deserved.

But he is definitely not Yu Tong. Although Yu Tong's talent for commanding the army is unparalleled, it is obvious that Meng Chu's talent for command, just looking at the fact that he can stimulate the power of spirit seeds several times, is stronger than Yu Tong or even Meng Yu.

But why he has a face like Yu Yange, needs to be explored in detail.

While he was thinking, Meng Chu had already broken the encirclement and moved back to Shi Yu with his men.

Shi Yu would not let him be trapped easily this time, and hid hundreds of miles away with a light step.

Meng Chu looked for Shi Yu everywhere but could not find him, and was immediately furious, casting all his angry eyes on the enemy who was chasing him.

"Die!"

Meng Chu shouted angrily, slapping out one palm after another, and walls of crystal walls rushed towards the enemy formation.

More than 100,000 spirit seeds were also desperately injecting their power into Meng Chu's palm power, as if a monster with the power of more than 100,000 spirit seeds was fighting with the Lord of Ten Thousand Worlds.

The spirit seeds under Meng Chu's command may not be strong individually, and the highest cultivation level is only more than 2,000 centuries, and the lowest is only 700 to 800 centuries.

But the power of more than 100,000 spirit seeds gathered at the same time, even if the real God came, he would have to retreat!

The Lord of the Ten Thousand Worlds, who had fought with Meng Chu several times, had long known the power of his move. He immediately dispersed in all directions, expanding the encirclement, allowing the solid crystal wall to pass through the formation and disappear into the depths of the void like a meteor.

Then, in response to Meng Chu, there was an even more violent counterattack. It seemed that countless siege artillery appeared between heaven and earth. All the Lords of the Worlds and the natives, as long as they had long-range attack techniques, blasted towards Meng Chu mercilessly.

The protective crystal wall that Meng Chu hastily set up outside the military formation was hit by the violent attack, and clearly visible cracks shattered on the surface of the crystal wall.

Meng Chu's temperament was definitely not to sit and wait for death. He led more than 100,000 spirit species to roar and pounce, rushing through the encirclement, and beat the Lord of the Ten Thousand Worlds unbearable.

Shi Yu was watching the excitement and was happy. A figure that suddenly disappeared into the Ten Thousand Worlds army caught his attention.

The figure was originally buried deep underground, and took advantage of the chaos to mix into the attacking team.

Moreover, once he entered the side of the Master of Ten Thousand Worlds, he began to randomly throw needle-like fine rays, bombarding the protective crystal wall, which was then repelled by the crystal wall and pierced into the bodies of thousands of native cultivators.

"Xu Wu Sheng Xian?" Shi Yu saw at a glance that the figure pretending to be a fake Wu Sheng Xian in disguise.

Although his soul-cleansing needles pierced into the bodies of countless native cultivators, because there was no special abnormality, the natives just complained a few words and let it go.