Chapter 265 The willing spirit of resentment (first update, please subscribe!)
The scene was a little quiet for a while. The Snow Emperor was silent for a while and said viciously: "Then I'll freeze you! This way I won't kill you and trigger an explosion of divine power."
Fang Ling responded lightly:
"It cannot be frozen. My martial spirit has the attribute of ultimate death. Compared to the ultimate ice which only has low temperature, ultimate death can destroy everything."
"And I can take the initiative to detonate it. How can the connection between divine power and me be blocked by your power?"
"..." Both the Ice Emperor and the Snow Emperor were speechless.
People are afraid of death, and the two of them did not believe that such a genius among humans would be willing to blow himself up and die in such a place.
Is it just possible to gamble?
Gamble with the future of the Far North?
They are the masters of the Far North, and this is their home for countless years!
After thinking for a long time, the Snow Emperor sighed slightly and was about to let go.
The situation is stronger than the person, what can be done?
At this moment, the spirit of resentment sealed in ice took the initiative to send out a thought: "I am willing to become the soul ring of my god."
"My god?" Ice Emperor's expression changed and he stared at Fang Ling, "Are you really a god?"
They still couldn't believe that such a six-ring soul master could be a god.
Fang Ling said: "Not for now, but it will definitely be in the future."
"What should we call you?" Snow Emperor asked.
"I'm not a god yet. Now you just need to call me Fang Ling." Fang Ling smiled slightly and then stretched out his hand to her.
It is easy to understand why Snow Emperor stopped them before. They have nothing to do with him. As soul beasts, they naturally side with the soul beasts.
But now that the spirits of resentment have voluntarily become soul rings, there is no reason to stop them anymore.
The cold beauty raised her hand, paused on the way, moved her wrist, and threw the ice cube to Fang Ling.
The ice cubes naturally unsealed in the air, leaving only a red and black cloud.
The spirit of resentment slowly floated into Fang Ling's hands, and he said respectfully: "My God, please take away my soul ring."
It wanted to offer a sacrifice, but it was less than a hundred thousand years old and it was not a special soul beast like the Emperor's auspicious beast, so it couldn't be sacrificed.
"You will not die here. You will follow me and become a god and gain eternal life and have peace of mind." Fang Ling touched the cloud.
Except for the color, it looks like clouds in the sky, but it is not a simple cloud that is easily blown away. It feels a bit like cotton candy, bouncy and soft.
"Senior, give me, the future god, some respect and lend him a place. I can recuperate first and then absorb the soul ring." Fang Ling said familiarly.
Hearing this, the Snow Emperor pondered for a moment and said softly: "Follow me."
It's better to give it to one and form a good relationship. Maybe it will be useful someday.
I can't kill him, I can't seal him, what if he becomes a god later on?
Facing Fang Ling, she couldn't be arrogant.
If I don’t give you face now, if this person is really petty and remembers her, and will be hated by the gods in the future, it will be more of a loss than a gain!
Before leaving, at the request of the Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor, Fang Ling used his domain to absorb all the power of death in the nearby ice.
The Second Ice and Snow Emperor led the way, and soon brought Fang Ling to the top of an iceberg.
This place is at the core of the Far North and has extremely rich ice-attributed heaven and earth energy.
Cultivation in Douluo Continent has no requirements for the energy of heaven and earth, because it is the same in most places.
And this place is similar to the Ice and Fire Eyes. It is an extremely rare place where the energy of heaven and earth is rich.
The extreme low temperature makes it impossible for even ordinary titles or even peak Douluo to stay there for long.
The difference is that the two-dimensional eye of ice and fire is the work of the divine corpse. This is the coldest place on the planet and it is the power of nature.
At the core of the planet, where the natural temperature is the lowest, there is an extremely ice palace made purely of ten thousand years of black ice.
Fang Ling didn't study architecture deeply and couldn't tell what the specific style was. Walking into it, the temperature was slightly chilly, and the energy of heaven and earth was extremely strong. He nodded with satisfaction: "This is a good place, it's a good place."
"This is my palace, of course it's good, you... hmm~"
The Snow Emperor's words suddenly stopped and he snorted, a deathly gray color dancing in his eyes again.
She now realizes what Fang Ling said about the difficulty of the power of death. Even if the amount of the power of death that is suppressed is very small, it cannot be wiped out by her because of its extremely high nature, and it keeps jumping around.
If you were to fight with someone, this state would be fatal.
Pressing it down again, the Snow Emperor said: "Fang Ling, when did you help deal with the death power in my body?"
"Wait until I finish absorbing the soul ring." Fang Ling gave the answer after thinking.
The power of death is also very difficult for him at the moment.
Only after absorbing the soul ring and obtaining the relevant body expertise can we be sure.
Just when he was about to kill and absorb the spirit of resentment, Fang Ling remembered that his tattered martial spirit looked like it was recycled from a scrap heap...
"When my martial spirit recovers, I can nourish my body before I can absorb the spirit ring."
"You! Couldn't you have done it earlier?" The Ice Emperor was worried about the Snow Emperor's condition. What if Xue'er's soul fell into annihilation before this?
Fang Ling shook his head: "It's too late. I can only let go, but it's hard to hold back."
"According to my estimation, only after absorbing this soul ring will you be able to take back the power of death."
Previously, when it came to god-level power like the power of death, only the panel could touch upon it.
Being able to come up with this method is already the limit.
"We only need to wait ten more days at most. Nothing unexpected will happen. How could the Snow Emperor's willpower for countless years lead to his soul being extinguished so easily?" Fang Ling comforted him.
"Bing'er, don't worry, it's only ten days, I can afford to wait." The Snow Emperor pulled the Ice Emperor.
After bringing the spirit of resentment into the realm of the dead and using the ultimate death energy to nourish and purify it, Fang Ling closed his eyes and entered a meditative state.
……
At the same time, the city of killing.
Tang Hao entered the Killing City, but what surprised him was that the place had changed greatly from when he came here.
The inner city was deserted and deserted. A few people were hiding, and not a single person could be seen on the street.
It's like a ghost town.
There are many more people in the outer city than in the inner city. It feels like all the people in the inner city have gone to the outer city.
"What's going on?" Tang Hao's heart was trembling, and his steps were staggering.
Why did such changes occur in the killing city?
Could it be that he had been gone for decades?
Like a novel, traveling through time?
No matter how you call it the city of killing, it is impossible for there to be so few people in this inner city!
Entering the empty inner city, he roared, and his powerful soul power spread his voice throughout the killing city, "Where is my son Tang San?"
When Tang San, who was practicing, heard this, his heart moved and he was extremely surprised. His father was finally here!
"Dad!"
The eight spider legs that had never been retracted from his back jumped, leading him to jump on the roof.
Tang San landed in front of Tang Hao, and when he saw the weathered face and gray hair, his heart suddenly felt sour.
"What happened in the Killing City?" Tang Hao asked in a deep voice.
"It's Fang Ling and Hu Liena!" In front of his father, Tang San felt the urge to cry, almost unable to shed tears.
"Fang Ling also came to the Killing City. He cleaned it up before leaving and killed most of the hard core and high-level soul masters. The number of people in the inner city of the Killing City was less than half of the original number. They were all weaklings who could be killed with one hammer. , will not have any exercise effect.”
"..." Tang Hao fell silent.
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