Chapter 420

The stairs are still there.

Huang Si's footsteps stepped on the wooden steps.

It sounded like a death knell.

Huang Si just walked downstairs at will, but in this extremely quiet auction house, every tiny step seemed to hit the president's heart, breaking his heart.

Finally, Huang Si went to the door of the auction house and dissolved the Yiti. The books were broken and left directly.

And the invisible pressure disappeared.

The president's body still didn't move. He was a little afraid to move.

After a long time, he dared to ask his men.

Sure enough, everyone in the auction house couldn't move at that moment.

Moreover, there is neither immortal power nor immortal momentum. In other words, the man just swept them with his consciousness, so that they could not move, lost any resistance, and became a lamb to be slaughtered.

Is this... An immortal?

Or is it more powerful than immortals?

The more the president thinks, the more afraid he is.

He quickly summoned his subordinates and ordered to cancel all things about soul trading. The souls in the warehouse also tried to release them to the wild, or directly take them to help reincarnation. These transactions can never be done again.

……

Huang Si went to the mission hall to meet Yuanhe.

Yuanhe has read all the tasks, screened out one or two suitable tasks and prepared to give them to the master for review.

Huang Si took him out.

"There's no need to do the task. I've done it. I bought a pile of souls."

With that, Huang Si passed on the catalog of the soul he bought and what he heard there.

After receiving the message from the host, Yuanhe stopped

He digested and absorbed it for a long time before turning to his master.

"There are really... People who sell souls. And there are really immortal..."

Yuanhe feels very incredible.

He had only been out of the bright yellow star three times before, but he had never touched these things on the dark side of the whole practice world.

At the thought of what the master said about the random slaughter of friars and low-level immortals by high-level real immortals, Yuanhe felt a shudder and heartfelt happiness.

Fortunately, he had never run far before and had been to two nearby planets at most. Fortunately, the evil Xiu of the true immortal level has not been to the bright yellow star, and he is also a true immortal now.

"Thank you, master, for thinking of monks all over the world."

Yuanhe said with sincere gratitude.

In the cognition of Yuanhe, the master is a God. Buying the soul is definitely not the use of evil cultivation. Most of them want to be a believer or even reshape the body.

"Just a friar?"

Huang Si noticed Yuanhe's statement.

Sure enough, even a Sanxian like Yuanhe and a good old man will subconsciously ignore the one million mortal souls he bought.

This is the cultural influence of Reiki world.

The huge gap in strength has created absolute inequality.

He arranged for Yuanhe to continue collecting intelligence and exploring maps.

I'll go to the light and dark world first.

……

Light and dark world, elf world.

The land of the spirit world is slightly colored, and the color is much lighter than that of the material world.

These soils are actually extremely fertile and can grow huge plants.

But now there are only a few small trees and grass in the spirit world, which are planted by the seeds brought by Huang Si from the green world.

On the small soil slope next to the trees, a slender and tall figure lay quietly on it.

Male, elf, and the only ELF KING designed and made by Huang Si himself.

Although it is material life, the body also contains powerful energy, as well as carefully designed talent and inheritance memory.

If you look at the aesthetic standards of human beings, the ELF KING seems too thin and long, and his facial features also have the characteristics of elves, you can obviously feel that he is not human.

But even with aesthetic differences, the elf King's body is still extremely perfect.

Huang Si fell beside the elf King's body.

It seems that the ELF KING is just asleep. In fact, Huang Si knows that this is a dead object, a body without soul, which can only be called a doll.

Only by infusing his soul can we turn him into life.

Originally, Huang Si wanted to pinch out his soul for him, but he finally gave up.

The souls of the blazing angel and the devil king were made by him, because they are energy lives. Even if they have more in common, it doesn't matter. Moreover, they are the poles of the light and dark world, the ruling layer, and the hand-made pure soul is better.

The soul made by the creator of the world is naturally far away from vulgarity.

Because in the production process, they will unconsciously contaminate the divinity brought by the origin of the world.

However, Huang Si wants to make them have different human nature.

Therefore, he will always place the bodies designed and manufactured until he finds the right soul.

Huang Si took out three sleeping souls from his spiritual force field.

One true immortal and two loose immortals.

Material can't get through, so he first took the items containing the soul to the rose garden, took out all the souls inside, cut them back to his own body and took them there.

As for the souls of 417 monks and 1 million mortal souls, they were also sent there and put back into the newly created container.

Huang Si looked at the immortal soul he was most concerned about. It seemed that the soul had been suppressed by the power of the magic weapon, and it was slightly broken.

According to the Lingqi world, the soul is also called soul. A person has three souls and seven souls. It seems that there are only two souls and six souls left.

For a while and a half, the immortal soul still couldn't wake up.

The two immortals have complete souls, but they are suppressed to sleep by the array in the magic weapon.

Now, they were taken out of the magic weapon, out of the array suppression, and seemed to be waking up.

Huang Si put the two souls on the ground of the material world to see their situation.

After a while, the soul of a Sanxian began to emit a halo.

There was a trace of soul wave in the soul. It seemed that it was about to wake up.

Huang Si waited for the Sanxian soul to regain consciousness.

The soul, which was originally a light mass, flew from the ground, gradually spread, and finally condensed into a translucent human form.

Looks like a young man.

Although it is a spiritual body, it still wears a robe with a rather ancient style.

He looked around a little blankly. When his eyes fell on Huang Si, the man seemed to understand something.

"Did I fall into the hands of master Xie Xiu..."

The man's face darkened.

"When I failed, I almost understood the result..."

"Fortunately, I have been lonely all my life. No one will miss me. Even if I die, no one cares."

"I once held my sword to the ends of the world, and no one relied on it. Although I have done many good deeds, I can't repay well..."

The man sighed heavily.