Chapter 929：

If you choose magic, the same magic also chooses people. When it is suitable for you to play magic, you can exert more than 10% of your power. If it is not suitable, most of the seven to eight results are good, and sometimes it depends on whether the state is not. Stablize.

In a word, there is a lot of magic, Ye Chun is not in a hurry, he goes over slowly, looking at the magic one by one, through the comparison of the two sealed magic **** in front, he finds that the magic behind is not stronger, there are high scores and low grades.

However, the lowest level here is the eighth-level high-level magic, the highest Ye Chun is unpredictable, and may have reached six products, but this level of magic, he can only see, not learn, step by step Back to the back, originally planned to come back. But suddenly noticed a black magic ball.

"why?"

Ye Chun looked at the black magic ball in surprise, because there was no figure or light in it, it was like a dead thing, it was dark, and its level could not be seen at all.

After watching for a while, Ye Chun hesitated to open it.

Go ahead, be afraid of a problem.

If it is a magic ball with more than six products, the anti-shock power, Jeremy Ye can never stop, it will be broken in an instant.

No, it's full of curiosity.

"If the ancestors of the gods left behind these mysterious balls, they shouldn't have established their own descendants. Try it out." Ye Chunqing couldn't help but wonder, mentioning all the chaotic powers to protect the body, and then slowly walked over and came to Before the black magic ball, take a deep breath.

Reach out your hand, slap its magic ball, and retract it.

"Ok?"

Ye Chun frowned, because the magic ball didn't respond, not even the impact force. After staring at it for a while, the frown deepened. Is there something wrong with this magic ball? Or is it not sealed inside?

At the moment of confusion, the black magic ball burst suddenly, the endless darkness rushed out, Mori Yejun was dragged into the darkness, the soul in the body and the blood of God poured up, merged with the darkness, and were no longer separated from each other.

Dark, barren, boundless earth, but with a ray of light.

"To you" came a flippant voice in the empty air, but there was no figure.

"Who are you?" Ye Chun was startled. But he quickly regained his composure because he's been through so many weird things, panic doesn't fix anything, and staying calm is the key to keeping yourself motivated no matter where he is.

"Ah! Your body is shedding my blood, and you should be my descendant."

"Your descendants" Ye Chun trembled all over. "Are you the ancestor of the gods?"

"You can count on it!" The reckless voice paused, reacting slightly.

"What is this?" Ye Chun didn't understand.

"You don't have to understand. When you should understand, you will understand." The voice of the ancestors of the soul remained the same, "I have waited for three million years, and I did not expect that my descendants have not reached this level in this world. But fortunately, I was not completely disappointed, and it has transformed the descendants of your four times."

"Four times. Is it called the soul four times?" From another angle.

"Yeah, four changes, a little better than I thought. I just thought three offspring would be enough, now you've got four soul changes, more than I expected." - Ancestors of the gods slowly say.

"More than you expected?"

"Now you don't have to understand too clearly that four soul changes are only good for you