Hum! Hum!
Ripples spread across the yellow sand.
Because the commotion wasn't too big, and because of the harsh environment, it was difficult to notice if one wasn't here.
"Something's wrong!"
Jun Changxiao held his chin and pondered.
The array formation had been reinforced by Shangguan Xinyao, so there shouldn't be any problems. Why would there be regular energy fluctuations?
There was only one possibility.
The Soul Continent was restless again and was cracking it internally.
Jun Changxiao hurriedly contacted the sect with his voice transmission and asked if there were any signs from Shangguan Xinyao. The answer he received was no.
This was even stranger!
Swish!
With a thought, he merged into the Heaven Origin Soul Suppressing Tower.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Erya was rhythmically whipping Soul No. 2 with the Soul Suppressing Whip. Judging from the other party's "enjoyment", it should be very painful.
Soul No. 1 was more comfortable.
Ever since Soul No. 2 came, the time it was tortured had decreased significantly. It was really … thanks to the blessing of the same race.
"Master."
Erya stopped and smiled innocently. "Are you here to deliver prisoners again?"
As the artifact spirit of the Heaven Origin Soul Suppressing Tower, its duty was to discipline unclean things.
Ever since it signed a contract with Jun Changxiao, it had not been idle. It played with whips, candles, and ropes every day. Its life was very fulfilling.
"Not bad."
Jun Changxiao took out the modified vacuum cleaner and released Soul No. 3. The latter turned into a wisp of green light and slammed into the barrier.
Swoosh!
Erya raised the Soul Suppressing Whip and said, "Don't even think about running away!"
Smack!
"Ah —"
Soul No. 3 screamed in pain, then turned into a human and fell to the ground.
Soul No. 1 and soul No. 2 were completely dumbfounded. Wasn't this Old Fifth? Why was he captured too?!
Soul No. 3, who was lying on the ground and grimacing, saw the two of them and said in disbelief, "Third Brother! Fourth Brother! Why are you here?! "
Third Brother, Fourth Brother?
Jun Changxiao said with interest, "Could it be that the nine Souls who came to harm the Falling Star Continent back then were a family?"
The System said, "I don't know if they're a family, but I do know that they're the Calabash Brothers now. Every time they appear, they're taken down by the host. How pitiful."
"That reminds me of something."
Jun Changxiao said seriously, "Three Souls appeared one after another. If the remaining six exist, will they appear together with Fourth Baby and Fifth Baby?"
The System said, "With the magically modified vacuum cleaner in hand, even if six of them jumped out of the gourd, it wouldn't be enough for the Host to suck."
Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, "I was lucky enough to find three. I'm just afraid that some of the Soul Race are hiding very deeply, only coming out to wreak havoc when they have the power to destroy the world."
"That's true."
The system was very pleased.
Many of the host's actions seem to be a little brainless and rash.
However, when it came to important matters, he was not careless at all. Instead, he was very cautious.
Jun Changxiao sat down, looked at the three Soul Race clansmen, and said, "I have some things to ask you. Whoever can answer will be spared from being whipped for a day."
The third soul roared angrily, "I don't know anything! I won't say anything!"
"I'll talk!"
"I'll talk!"
The first and second souls said in unison.
"You …" The third soul said angrily, "Do you still have the dignity of a Soul Race?!"
The first and second souls ignored it.
This fellow had not carefully tasted the life of crazy abuse. After experiencing it for real, it would definitely learn how to answer first like him!
Jun Changxiao looked at the first soul and said, "Why do you want to return to the Soul Race's continent?"
"Because although I didn't die at the hands of the Martial Emperor ten thousand years ago, my soul was severely injured. I have to return to the Soul Accumulation Pool in the Soul Race's continent to recuperate before I can truly reach my best state."
Er Ya smiled in satisfaction.
The first soul's answer was so straightforward. As expected, he did not let down his training during this period.
"In other words, the others of the same kind have also been severely injured and have to go to that pool to recuperate?" Jun Changxiao asked.
"No!"
The second soul answered first, "I don't need to recuperate!"
"Because he found a very suitable body. As long as he breaks through to a higher level and occupies it, he will be able to recover his damaged soul."
Although that was the case, Great Emperor Zhen Wei was not a weak character. After becoming stronger, he used the peerless Li Fire Art to suppress it, so it was unable to succeed.
Although he got what he wanted, he came in a few minutes after he appeared.
Jun Changxiao looked at the third soul and said, "If I'm not wrong, your soul was also injured. However, Fang Lingyu's cultivation is too low to recover, so you can only hope to enter the Soul Race's continent to recover."
"Hmph!"
The third soul snorted coldly.
I have more backbone than those two. You want to get any information from me? No way!
"Does the Soul Race's continent know that you've awakened?"
"They know!"
The first and second souls answered in unison.
What kind of unimaginable training did they go through to be able to answer every question without hesitation?
Jun Changxiao leaned forward and said, "Tell me the overall strength of the Soul Race's continent. For example, who is the boss and how strong is his cultivation."
The two souls wanted to speak, but the third soul finally couldn't help roaring, "If the Empress finds out about your betrayal of the Soul Race, you will definitely suffer a punishment worse than death!"
"Erya."
"Yes!"
"Train them well."
"Yes!"
Erya walked over with an innocent face. She opened the whip in her hand and smiled devilishly.
"Come on!"
"Whoever gives in is a coward!"
…
"Pa pa pa!"
"Zi zi zi!"
"Swish swish swish!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah — —"
Erya began to train them. The whipping sound, the splashing sound of candles, and the waving sound of ropes intertwined into a beautiful melody in the tower.
The first and second souls' legs went soft and their scalps exploded.
"You two."
Jun Changxiao walked over and put his hands on their shoulders. He pulled them over and smiled, "Who is the Empress?"
"Empress Ling Ping!"
"The boss of the Soul Race's continent!"
The third soul was crazily trained, and the two souls answered faster.
Tsk tsk.
It turned out that the ruler of the Soul Race's continent was a woman.
Jun Changxiao asked, "How strong is your Empress?"
The second soul said quickly, "Our Empress's strength, according to the realm of the Falling Star Continent, is almost at the level of a Half-Saint."
"So weak?" Jun Changxiao was surprised.
The Soul Race could tear the Falling Star Continent apart in ancient times, but the Empress was only at this level of cultivation. Wouldn't he be easily defeated if he went there?
The Soul Race was not Saiyan, and they were not a powerful fighting race.
Their special feature was that they used soul bodies to occupy the bodies of other races, and when they fattened up, they would take them for themselves.
The first soul said, "The Empress's strength is not high, but she has absolute authority. We have to obey unconditionally and can't disobey."
"Besides."
It quickly added, "Now that 10,000 years have passed, the Empress may have broken through to Wu Sheng, or even Martial Emperor."
"Nonsense!"
Number Two rolled his eyes at him and said, "With our Empress' aptitude and her constant stay in the Soul Tribe's continent, unless she consumes Immortal Pills and Spirit Medicines, it will be absolutely impossible for her to break through to the Martial Emperor level!"
"Not bad, not bad!"
The first soul corrected him, "I'm the one who said too much!"
Jun Changxiao leaned back in his chair and thought to himself, 'If this Empress is not a Martial Emperor and can control the Soul Tribe's mainland, wouldn't I be able to control the entire Soul Tribe's mainland if I capture her?'
"How does your Empress look like?"
"???"
"She's an outstanding beauty!"
Jun Changxiao placed his hands on his forehead and smoothed his hair back. He thought to himself, "I finally know why I'm so handsome."
"…"
The system had a bad omen.
Jun Chang Xiao didn't have a supporting actor to support him, so he said, "Because he was born to hook up with all kinds of outstanding beauties and heavenly fragrances. He was used to startle the heavenly empresses."
"Bah!"
"Bah! Bah! Bah! "
"He — — — Tui!"
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PS, make up 1, owe 2.
I meow … I'm finally almost done making up for it. (* * ^ * *)
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