Chapter 1917: Million Souls

With Tang Dou ’s help, Tang Yu ’s spirit and soul suddenly shook and looked at Tang Dou. Tang Yu ’s heart warmed up, he hurriedly controlled his soul, and wrapped the soul needle with all his strength.
It seemed to feel something, and the burial of the burial needle continued to tremble, as if to warn.
"Oh!"
With a sound that scared the soul, Tang Yu felt only a tingling in his soul, and the whole man suddenly mourned.
The feeling was like his own soul was torn apart, and a mouth was opened, making him want to live!
"Tang Yu, hold on, you have to hold on. If you can't hold on, it can only be badly wounded. The trauma of such souls is enough to keep you from moving, and even cause great damage to your foundation."
Tang Dou said hastily.
"I know, don't comfort me, you lend me your soul power, the pain of tearing the soul is shared by us. How are you now, can you hold on? On soul power, you are better now than me Far worse. "Tang Yu asked his teeth.
Listening to this, Tang Dou smiled hard: "I hate you in such a situation, but also care about the virtues of others. But at this time, it is still very comfortable. I said, don't die If you die, I will die with you, don't pull me. "
"Hey, it won't."
Tang Yu grinned: "I also want to see how beautiful you can be when you evolve into a human being. Before that, you will never be killed! I don't believe it. I have seen all of Tang Yu's storms. Maybe this thing? "
Having said that, Tang Yu's eyes appeared fierce, and he screamed angrily, once again controlling all the soul power and devouring towards that thing!
Anyway, at the critical moment, even when life is alive, Tang Yu doesn't care about other things!
"Stab it!"
Over time, Tang Yu's soul power was continuously crushed, and the whole person was almost in a semi-coma state.
And the funeral needle was more and more black and bright, and it turned out to shine with amazing luster.
"Asshole, I don't believe I can't cure you!"
Tang Yu bit her teeth and suddenly thought of something. A strange color suddenly appeared in her eyes, and she screamed, "Fire of my consciousness, burn me!"
"call!"
A sound of flames lingering from the soul, countless purple and black flames were continuously burning towards the burial soul needle, and the burial soul needle even had a feeling of fear, and began to shrink, a restlessness and anxiety.
"it works?"
Seeing this scene, Tang Yu was overjoyed, and the sluggish spirit became active for a moment, completely enveloping the fire of consciousness towards the burial needle.
"The fire of consciousness? Yes, Tang Yu. You have the fire of consciousness. How can I forget it!"
Tang Dou overjoyed and said, "Quickly, use your fire of consciousness to deal with that thing, but all things like ghosts are afraid of fire. Originally, this thing is in your soul, and the flame will be helpless, but you It's not the same when there is a fire of consciousness. This is your greatest opportunity.
Maybe, it is really possible to destroy it! "
"Exterminate? No, if I devour it. Otherwise, how could my soul damage be repaired now?"
Tang Yu sneered: "Since this thing is easy to use, I will pursue the maximum benefit!"
As Tang Yu's fire of consciousness continued to surge, the radon on the burial needle was gradually washed away. At the same time, as soon as Tang Yu's head moved, the mood of life was immediately used, and a thriving atmosphere bloomed in his mind.
"Roar!"
With a roar, countless soul shadows in the burial soul needle were under the burning of the flames, and a grimace appeared, and the grimace was constantly distorted and looked extremely painful. Looking at Tang Yu's eyes was full of begging.
Seeing this scene, Tang Yu's heart shook and stopped the fire of consciousness. The soul force carefully explored those grimace faces, and suddenly a shadow appeared in his head.
There are old people, middle-aged people, men, and women, but each is a master of heaven and humanity. Each one is abominable. His soul is full of resentment. Looking at Tang Yu is full of timidity and pleading.
"This is ... a million living souls! The living souls above the million heavenly realm have devoured each other, and they have attained the level they are now, and have become funeral needles. Really so heartbreaking, that In order to bury the soul needle, the King of the East Realm even killed a million masters in the heaven and earth! "
Tang Yu took a breath and said incredibly.
"Millions? No wonder, it's no wonder that it can condense into a funeral needle. Diaotian is simply heartbroken!"
Tang Dou exclaimed: "They are begging you not to kill them, do they still have a hint of consciousness? No, it is instinctual timidity, these are the appearances of unwillingness condensed together, do not be deceived .After all, you are weak, and the power of the fire of consciousness that can erupt is also very limited. Now your soul is severely damaged and you can no longer take risks. "
"I know."
Tang Yu sighed and felt the strong soul power of millions of souls being sacrificed. Tang Yu slowly said: "Your soul has been sacrificed, and only a trace of unwilling will remain. The world is wandering. I know that you are very unwilling. You may wish to kill Diaotian, but you are powerless and are controlled by each other.
I'm not a saint and I don't know if you can understand what I say, but I want to say a few words to you. Your predecessors are still brothers and sisters. I am deeply saddened by the pain you have suffered. I also deeply understand the hatred of Diaotian, because I have the same hatred as you. He has been counting me since the ordinary world, and has been hunting me down. In the same way, putting this burial needle on my woman's body is indescribable. "
At this moment, it was very weird that those grimaces in the funeral needle were quiet, as if listening to Tang Yu quietly.
Tang Yu paused and put away the fire of consciousness. Then he said, "It's true. I'm a heir to the emperor. I naturally have an obligation to make the whole Xiaoyun heaven better and better. I hereby swear to the entire sky that as long as I live, I will definitely try to fight the Eastern King, kill the other party completely sooner or later, and get revenge for all of us!
I know our suffering, I understand your hate, but now you are dead, and only the remnant soul and the remnant unwillingness are supporting you. I do n’t want to hurt you any more, I just hope you can help me, I am able to compete with the King of the East, and I am grateful for it. Finally, I will read a Bodhi Scripture for everyone. I hope that everyone will be able to go beyond that and go to that paradise world. "
With that said, Tang Yu quietly read it. Under the blessing of the artistic conception of life, it seemed like a torrent of vitality, purifying the souls, and the black funeral needles gradually became transparent.