Chapter 1963： 1963 First God's plan

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Soul domain!

For the Soul Clan, it is a supreme temple. Every Soul Clan is looking forward to one day to be able to ascend to this temple, and from the time of being sensible, work hard for this day.

However, the Soul Realm is too far away, and people who have been far away from generation to generation have declared that they will not die. This kind of ending with a tragic song, but failed to hinder the enthusiasm of the soul people, they are still struggling step by step almost foolishly, hoping to get the favor of the gods.

As for the pursuit of Soul Realm, no matter whether it is Standers or Cultivation, they are no exception, but the heart also knows that it is just a dream that is far away and beyond reach. But today, when they heard the conversation between the First God and Yang Ning, their hearts were undoubtedly shocked. Especially these words came from the mouth of the First God, an ancestor-level figure, which undoubtedly added a heavy sum to the authenticity. Even if reason tells them, this is still a distant luxury, but deep inside

However, he felt that he seemed to find the kind of childhood desire and confidence.

"Ancestor..."

Standers stopped talking. To be precise, he was a bit incoherent. After all, the possibility of Soul Domain was too shocking to him.

"I know what you are thinking."

The first **** nodded and said: "Yes, this soul purgatory is very likely to evolve into a soul domain, and it is very close."

After a pause, the first **** said again: "Don't you ever find out that this soul purgatory is different?"

After listening to these words, Standers immediately felt it, and soon, his face showed a shocked color: "This soul is purgatory, as if it has become a world!"

The first god's face was a bit irony, and it seemed that after blaming Standers for his hindsight, he wasted his previous thoughts in vain.

After all, Stans lived a lot of years, and immediately understood the mind of the First God, showing shame now.

As for cultivating the door, he was equally shocked, and then looked at Yang Ning inconceivably. He knew that this soul purgatory belonged to Yang Ning. To be precise, it was Yang Ning's casting. I can guess it.

The door repair at this moment also showed shame, because he still wanted to compete with Yang Ning before, now it seems like a joke!

"Don't be discouraged, this was originally a soul prison, but later evolved into a soul purgatory for some special reasons."

The First God obviously took care of Xiumen, the rising star of the Soul Clan. After all, he is also a Soul Clan. In the future, the Soul Clan’s banner must also rely on Xiumen to carry these geniuses.

But obviously, the First God also respected Yang Ning's privacy, and did not mention it.

"I hope that you don't tell what you saw me." The First God said calmly.

"Why? Ancestral, I don't understand!" Standers puzzled: "The ancestor, the Soul Clan is not as strong as it was ten thousand years ago now. The crazy advancement of technology and the strong rise of the Mech Man have made it difficult for our clan. It echoed like a thousand years ago. Nowadays, there are great differences within the clan, there are specializations that admire soul power, and some people start to look for strong

The big flesh even hit his mind against those forbidden beasts, and even the clan people unscrupulously promoted the Mecha Man, the originally strong and united Soul Clan, and the interior began to fall apart. "

Speaking of this, Standers suddenly knelt on the ground: "I beg the ancestors to return to the Soul Clan, lead the clan, and create the demeanor of ten thousand years ago!"

The First God calmly looked at Standers on one knee, and then looked at the learned practice. After a while, he sighed: "In those days, I carried out too many tyranny, and I was trapped. I have figured it out for the past 10,000 years."

The eyes of the First God are full of memories of the past: "I will go back, but not as a ruler, just as a Soul clan, take a look. What exactly is the homeland after ten thousand years?"

"Ancestor!"

Standers suddenly excited.

"Needless to say."

The tone of the First God, revealing a supreme majesty, made the originally emotional Standers immediately dismayed.

"Ancestor...you...what exactly are you now?" For a while, Standers couldn't help it.

"I've broken through the last shackles."

The first **** said calmly: "True God."

True God!

Not only did Standers shock the spot, but even repairing the door, he also looked up incredulously and looked at the ancestor of the self-proclaimed true **** who was near!

In his memory, only a few true gods have appeared in the Soul Clan, but those have become history, but now, a living true **** is in front of him, and his majestic yet inviolable style makes him full of yearnings.

"Go back, what you should do, remember, don't tell me about seeing me or about me."

There was a strong warning in the eyes of the First God.

With a flick of his sleeves, Standers, as well as the repair door, were swept out of the outside world by the First God, and opened a space channel with great strength, and then directly sent the young and old into it.

After this time, the first **** returned to soul purgatory.

"Actually, if you want to go back, I can accompany you."

Yang Ning laughed.

"It's not time yet."

The First God sighed: "I don't have a general understanding of the current situation of the Soul Clan, and I need to wait for an opportunity."

"Time?" Yang Ning frowned slightly. "Yes, even though I have warned them, I believe that it is difficult for them to hold this admonition to the end." The first **** flashed a scent of old fox: "Don’t forget, the one you let go of Edward, I believe that when he returns, he will definitely collect information about me.

It is inevitable to deal with some characters of the Soul Clan, and finally these people will go to them to investigate. "

After a pause, the First God smiled deeply and said: "Then about me, it will gradually intensify, and for my return, it will be a momentum. Not only me, but also you."

"Include me?" Yang Ning was even more puzzled.

"I am selfish, and I hope that the Soul Race will be your bargaining chip in the future."

The First God looked at Yang Ning very seriously: "You have this ability, coupled with the appearance of the Soul Region, will inevitably let the gradually disintegrated Soul Race condense again, and the key to condensing is you."

Yang Ning did not expect that the First God planned to give the Soul Race to such an outsider. This kind of trust made him flattered.

"Do it well. Now the first task is to complete the sharp changes to the Soul Realm as soon as possible." The First God said solemnly.

After leaving Soul Purgatory, Yang Ning has been thinking about this issue, but for a short time, there are no other clues about Ziqi. It has been out for a long time now, and he has considered returning to the earth, but before that, he Have not forgotten the original agreement with Kang Hong.

"Mr. Yang, are you leaving?" Vicobus said a little bit reluctantly.

"Yes, to complete some things, I will come back in time."

Yang Ning laughed: "If your majesty is willing, you can go to find out about the clay, they have some forms, exuding a faint purple light, like this." Words, Yang Ning draws from the soul purgatory A little breath of scarce concentration.