Chapter 1610： 1610 Soul Traction

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Chapter 1610 1610 Soul Traction

[Conversion of Virtuality and Reality] There is a function that Yang Ning has never tried. First, he had no chance before. Second, Yang Ning did not pay enough attention. It was only after the existence of the Soul Clan was found in the book. Think of the two together.

The Soul Race is a powerful race that makes all the Xinghai tribes to talk about. Their power lies in the illusory nature, which makes it impossible for people to catch, because you can never know whether the people around you are Soul Clan unless you have a penetrating soul The essential power, or even the closest person, once the Soul Race attempts to invade, it is difficult to find the problem.

However, when it comes to Yang Ning, the problem of headaches for other races is not a problem at all.

[True and False Conversion] Soul traction is definitely the nemesis of the Soul Race!

"Dream!" Neville sneered.

"Are you dreaming, you'll know later."

Yang Ning grinned, and then he directly opened the soul traction.

A huge suction appeared on Yang Ning's belly, but strangely, this suction did not affect the surrounding objects, even the fine dust did not float, but this strange suction, but let Neville's eyes were horrified.

"Do not!"

In the scream, Neville tried to get rid of this suction, but he seemed to have lost control of his body. A soft paralysis, a trace of white gas, emerged from the top of Neville's head, and then poured in continuously. Yang Ning belly area.

This process lasted for nearly three minutes. When Yang Ning opened his eyelids, his forehead was already wet a lot, his eyes were slightly weak, and his face was pale.

Looking back at Neville, it was as cold as the corpse at the moment, completely white, and the pupils were deep and black. At this time, Neville was indeed a skin bag, because he had lost his soul, was sucked out by Yang Ning, and was put into a soul box.

Looking at the soul box in his hand, Yang Ning did not hesitate to directly enter [Conversion of Virtuality and Reality], so that he could extract the soul essence for Yang Ning to merge.

In fact, the soul traction may seem powerful, but in fact the conditions to be used are quite harsh.

This primary premise is that the soul of the soul body must be extremely powerful. Like the soul of a normal person, it cannot be pulled at all. Even if it is a master of cultivation, as long as it is not a spiritual master who is a soul-cultivator, the soul power is already shallow. The same cannot be towed.

This second condition is that the soul body should be pure, and the soul with fewer impurities will have a greater success rate in its traction, but the question is, how many souls are pure and flawless in this world, even Yang Ning himself There is no certainty that his soul is pure and flawless.

Combining these two points, soul traction cannot be used as a conventional means of combat at all. Its harsh preconditions are destined to be used only under certain circumstances. Unfortunately, Neville hit this iron plate and did not know. It should be said that he was unlucky, but unfortunately.

"It takes a while to refine the essence of the soul, and while this happens, I will first search around."

Yang Ning would not easily let go of the fat piece of Yuanxing. For the so-called heritage repeatedly mentioned by Neville, in Yang Ning's opinion, it is nothing more than hiding some great masters, but what about as long as the other party is the soul Clan, dare to appear, Yang Ning dared to clean up him.

Recalling 10,000 steps, the roadblocks that appeared were not Soul Clan, and Yang Ning could also hide in the Atlantis ruins.

Yang Ning feels ashamed of his father and father.

"who?"

boom!

"Enemies!"

"There are enemies!"

Screaming, roaring, and cursing came one after another. Yang Ning was still doing his own thing. At this moment, he completely gave up his incubation. He was completely a younger than two young men walking in the sun. Technological buildings nodded and praised from time to time, saw some strange things, directly violently demolished and thrown into the [warehouse].

Such a large amount of movement naturally attracted a large number of far-star defense troops, but they were beaten back as many as they could come. Even if these ordinary troops were Yang Ning's opponents, even the people of the blue troops came and ran with their tails in their arms.

"Where do the mortals come here, dare to come here to make trouble!"

Finally, a man shrouded in fog appeared, his voice was old, and he seemed to be very old.

"That's just ridiculous, and finally there is a little strength."

Another high-level emperor.

But it gave Yang Ning a very weird feeling, that is, this guy's state seemed very unstable, the ups and downs of his strength felt very chaotic, and he gave Yang Ning a profound and unpredictable feeling, and then gave him another kind of unpredictable feeling. This guy is a weak illusion.

"go to hell!"

As soon as this man appeared, he didn't plan to talk to Yang Ning, as if time was running out.

"I understand, you can't seem to maintain this state for a long time, right?" Yang Ning sneered: "So you are also a Soul Race! And, it's still a Soul Race that has entered a debilitating period."

"you…"

The man shouted loudly, but before he could speak out, Yang Ning directly opened the soul traction.

"This this…"

The man screamed, but his powerful traction made his weak soul gradually get rid of the figure that seemed to be hidden in the mist. Compared to before, this time it was obviously much smoother, and it was a minute of effort, Yang Ning. Just give this person's soul to the income soul box, and then throw it directly into the "virtual and physical transformation" for refining.

"Damn, how could he be so strong?"

Andrew and Charlie both looked quite ugly. They thought they could suppress Yang Ning's arrogance by recruiting the long-sleeping elders in the altar.

But now, the adults who have high hopes for them, who think they can turn over, are so suppressed by Yang Ning by strange means. How can they not be surprised or afraid?

"Did you hear me?"

At this moment, a voice rang in the ears of Andrew and Charlie.

"What?" Andrew asked subconsciously.

"The word that the lunatic just mentioned." The person who spoke was also a blue captain, but only a woman, who was quite exquisite: "Soul...Soul clan..."

Soul Race!

Andrew and Charlie both changed their complexions, and it seems that the word reminded them of a taboo in their minds!

"Sir Neville has disappeared. With his strength, even if he can't beat this madman, he won't be silent."

The woman's tone trembled: "The only explanation is that Lord Neville, like the elder, was used by this madman in a weird way..."

She didn't go on with the following, but the meaning was already obvious. Andrew and Charlie glanced at each other, and they both saw the horror in the other's eyes.

"Is Lord Neville also a Soul Clan?"

This question flashed in the minds of Andrew and Charlie.

In fact, as the most powerful team of Yuanxing, they have heard some winds more or less, saying that there is a soul race inside Yuanxing, but who they are, they have never known or dared Ask.

But whoever thinks that, the elders invited are Soul Clan, and the governor Neville is also likely to be a Soul Clan, which made Andrew and Charlie unable to accept it for a while.

After all, the Soul Race is notorious in Xinghai and is a representative of sin!

"Although there is no way out, of course, before that, please tell me, where is your treasure house?"

Yang Ning seemed to smile and walked towards Andrew and Charlie. The members of the distant stars along the way all backed away and dodge: "You can not tell me, but I will be angry, and the consequences will be very serious."