Chapter 641

Looking around, Wang Baole pressed down the complexity of his heart, lifted his right hand with a wave, and immediately took out more than a dozen puppets and let them disperse to the city. When searching, he himself walked in the city, looked at the buildings here, and walked towards the place where the breath of Hades fluctuated most strongly.

It can be seen that there were many people living here, and judging from some details, the people living here were prepared at the moment of the crisis, but it is obvious that even if they were prepared again, they were still unable to resist, and finally all died, and even the giant was cut in half.

Inevitably, some feelings rose in his heart. Wang Baole shook his head and kept approaching the central area of the city, but not long after he walked out, suddenly, Wang Baole's eyes coagulated and his steps stopped.

He felt that one of the more than ten puppets he had released had lost contact with him without any sign at the moment.

This made Wang Baole alert in his heart, and his body flashed straight to the last place of the lost puppet. Soon after approaching, Wang Baole saw the puppet lying on a street corner, motionless.

Without immediately approaching, Wang Baole squinted, lifted his right hand and waved it. Suddenly, a flying sword roared away and went straight to the puppet. But in the moment of approaching, the puppet suddenly moved and suddenly turned over. From under him, a red light suddenly flew out, avoiding the flying sword, issued a harsh sharp scream, and came straight to Wang Baole's face.

But as soon as he approached, he seemed to feel the fire outside Wang Baole's body. The red light quickly rolled back and wanted to escape.

Although its speed is fast, Wang Baole's candle seizing the emperor's armor has not dissipated. His right hand quickly raised and grabbed it, and immediately grabbed the red awn in his hand.

That red awn, impressively like an earthworm, is not a corpse, but really has life. At the moment, it is constantly twisted in Wang Baole's hands, and there are huge cracks in his head. At the same time, there are black teeth dripping with mucus. He roars violently at Wang Baole, looking ferocious and trying to get rid of it.

But his trembling body exposed his inner fear, and through the regression of this thing before, Wang Baole had judged that this earthworm was afraid of fire!

Wang Baole thought deeply, glanced at the puppet's back, and saw that there was a gap in the puppet's back. It was obvious that his puppet was suddenly attacked by this insect when searching here, directly penetrating his body and breaking the core.

"Not very strong." In meditation, Wang Baole's candle grabbed his right hand and suddenly pinched it. Suddenly, the red earthworm screamed, but his body was not crushed at once, which made Wang Baole's eyes shrink. His heart moved, and the dark fire dispersed and approached. Immediately, the earthworm screamed more harshly, until it was filled with the dark fire, it burned instantly, turned into fly ash and disappeared in the palm of Wang Baole's candle grabbed emperor armor.

And the sound of the earthworm before it died also echoed in the quiet world. Almost at the moment when it became fly ash, the earth trembled slightly, and the surrounding ruins and buildings shook. In the blink of an eye, a large number of red earthworms were unexpectedly drilled out of buildings everywhere, from the ground, and even from the huge skeleton arms like mountains in the distance!

These earthworms are as small as just now, and as big as tens of feet. The most amazing thing is that in the distant mountains, there is a hundred foot earthworm, roaring out, looking at Wang Baole from a distance.

Looking from a distance, I can't see the city and the corpses. All I can see is that countless earthworms, like the hair of a giant, constantly shake and cover everything.

Wang Baole squinted and looked at the countless red earthworms around him. In an instant, he felt that the puppets he had released had lost contact with each other.

"These red earthworms look like... Body hair?" Wang Baole shook his head. This thing was unknown to him, but he didn't care. After all, the restraint of the fire had just been verified. After taking a deep breath, the fire in his body spread out in a wider range. During the roar, it spread more majestically outside his body. The black fire flame and the ice cold made the ground frost.

And the hell fire indeed naturally restrained these earthworms, making all the earthworms around scream. While retreating together, even the largest earthworm on the arm of the distant mountain shivered and retreated most of it.

Once again determined that the deterrence of the fire was useful, Wang Baole walked forward, all the way, and no earthworm dared to approach at all. Qi Qi avoided it, as if he had separated the road in front of Wang Baole, making Wang Baole smoothly walk to the center of the city.

Here... There is a huge sunken square!

It may not be very appropriate to say that it is a square, because to be exact, it is more like an altar, surrounded by more than a dozen incomplete statues, and the ground in the central area, judging by its location, should be the giant's canopy!

This is also the place where the breath of the Ming sect fluctuates most strongly,

Looking at the broken statues around, although most of them are incomplete and can't see clearly, Wang Baole can realize that these statues should be the supremacy of the Ming sect. They are the pillars of the whole Ming sect, and they are the spiritual leaders respected and respected by the disciples of the Ming sect no matter which line!

Any one represents a brilliant period!

When Wang Baole's eyes fell on one of the statues, he suddenly shook his body and walked slowly past.

After watching for a long time, even if the statue has no head, the clothes carved on the body and the familiar feeling made Wang Baole breathe slightly faster and recognize his identity.

"Master..." after a while, Wang Baole murmured, with an unspeakable melancholy in his heart. He bowed deeply to the statue and looked up again for a long time. He put the statue into the storage bracelet.

Then he looked at the concave area in the center of these statues and thought for a while. Wang Baole tried to walk past it until he came to this area and stepped on the skull of the giant skeleton. Wang Baole silently felt the breath of the nether sect and his nether fire, which was obviously tumbling and active here.

"There's something wrong here." After taking a few steps, Wang Baole stopped, looked down at his feet, then stepped back a few steps and walked to the same place.

"Obviously at my feet, the dark fire fluctuates the most!" After pondering, his eyes flashed slightly, his hands lifted up and quickly pinched the formula, and the dark fire in his body immediately fluctuated to a greater extent. His body also chose to sit cross legged, closed his eyes, fused consciousness with the dark fire, and tried to integrate into the skull.

But at the moment when his consciousness melted into the dark fire and into the skull under his feet, Wang Baole suddenly shook his body violently. He vaguely heard a voice of vicissitudes, which fluctuated in his consciousness and in his soul.

"Haunted by dreams, beheading reincarnation, ten thousand disasters, thousands of births, all five punishments!"

This sound seemed to come from the years, as from the world of death back to the world. In this constant echo, in the roar of Wang Baole's heart, he vaguely seemed to see six faint light clusters.

"This is..."

In the next moment, Wang Baole's body trembled, his eyes suddenly opened, his breath was short, and he suddenly bowed his head, looking at the skull under his body. After his mind echoed the words and light of the past vicissitudes, his eyes gradually showed his brilliance!

"Those six light masses are very similar to the spiritual thoughts necessary for refining magic soldiers I have seen before!!" In Wang Baole's whisper, with his attainments in French soldiers and his identity as Mingzi, he can basically confirm that under this skull, there are six faint ghosts that seem to be about to disappear!!

To be exact, this remnant soul is more like some kind of residual consciousness, which is essentially the same as the divine mind needed to refine the magic soldiers!

This discovery made Wang Baole's eyes show strange light, spread his consciousness many times and integrate into the nether fire. After feeling it several times, he was basically sure that there were indeed six wisps of thoughts in the skull that were constantly disappearing. If he allowed it to go on like this, it would disappear completely and no longer exist at most for decades.

There may be many ways to make them exist forever, but there is only one thing that Wang Baole can do... That is, integrate these six wisps of divine thoughts into the French soldiers and become an instrument soul!

In this way, these six thoughts can be preserved to some extent!