Chapter 2588: so-so

In the process of just swallowing, Feng Yixiu was able to personally experience the mental journey of the ancient heroic souls. As the losers of the previous era, they may also have resentment and unwillingness in their hearts.
In fact, Feng Yixiu sympathized with these heroic souls buried in the Wanbing Tomb. They may have had great glory in ancient times, but after all, they could not change the fact that they were losers.
What Wanbingzhong said is nice and can be said to be built by the Sea God to commemorate his former opponents, but if he said something less pleasing, isn't it a monument that Sea God used to show off?
"Even though the glory of the old era is worth protecting, it will eventually lead to the new era. Isn't this a kind of new life for you?" Feng Yixiu could vaguely feel the inconspicuous heroic soul in the dark magic sword. , he didn't know if the other party could understand the meaning of his words, he said to himself.
I don't know if it was Feng Yixiu's illusion, but he clearly felt that the heroic soul that was restless just now suddenly became much calmer, and the constantly vibrating pitch-black magic sword gradually stopped.
"Young Master, who are you talking to?" The Nine-Colored Dragon King looked at Feng Yixiu with doubts, and there seemed to be no one else except the two of them.
Feng Yixiu smiled slightly and said lightly: "It's just talking to himself..."
"My lord, why do I think your black magic sword doesn't seem to have changed? Didn't you say that you can complete the awakening by borrowing the heroic soul?" I haven't seen any changes for a long time.
"Only 10,000 strong souls can be absorbed, this is only one, and the strength of this heroic spirit is not very strong, it would be strange if you can see the difference." Feng Yixiu raised the pitch-black demon in his hand. The sword looked at it for a long time, but also did not notice much change in appearance.
However, Feng Yixiu can clearly feel that there is indeed a wisp of heroic soul in the dark magic sword. Otherwise, if he judges based on appearance alone, he will doubt whether he has succeeded.
"One... 10,000 ancient heroic souls, this is too exaggerated, right?" The Nine-Colored Dragon King was startled by this huge number, and stared at Feng Yixiu with incredible eyes.
"I was also taken aback when I just found out, but there is no way, this is the quantity required to forge magic soldiers, and it is not only the quantity required, the quality of the swallowed heroic spirit directly affects the strength of the final magic sword. Feng Yixiu forced a smile. Even if he learned that this method is feasible, he couldn't be happy. He continued: "I just tried to cast a sword with heroic souls. I'm afraid I won't be able to swallow too weak heroic spirits in the future."
"If that's the case, then we have to go to the core area of ​​Wanbing Tomb..." The Nine-Colored Dragon King's expression suddenly became solemn. He had seen the danger in it. If it was not forced, he would I don't want to set foot here again.
"Hey... It seems like this is the case now, and I'm afraid I don't have much time left. It must be completed before the Sea God Temple opens." Feng Yixiu sighed helplessly, the Sea God Temple is The ultimate purpose of their going to the Sea God Ruins, and the opening time of the Sea God Temple is limited.
If Feng Yixiu couldn't complete the awakening of the demon soldiers before that, he could only leave the Wanbing Tomb first even if he was reluctant, so time was extremely precious to him.
"It only takes about half a month to say that. It is indeed not an easy task to subdue 10,000 ancient heroic souls in such a short period of time, and to require high quality." In view of Feng Yixiu's emotions, he did not make his words too straightforward.
The reason why the ancient heroic soul that Feng Yixiu absorbed just now went so smoothly is not only because of his powerful strength, but also because this ancient remnant sword has been subdued by the Nine-colored Dragon King. The real process is far more difficult than imagined. .
"It's useless to think so much now, no matter how difficult it is, I have to try it, mobilize the Holy Dragon Legion as soon as possible, and everyone will gather around the Wanbing Tomb." Feng Yixiu's eyes were shining, and he had already made all the psychological preparations.
"As ordered!"
The Nine-Colored Dragon King bowed slightly, and immediately went to mobilize the manpower without stopping.
Although she has an instinctive fear of the depths of Wanbing Tomb, in order to help the young master successfully awaken the magic soldiers, she also prepared the worst.
"I don't know where that guy from the drunken ghost king went..." Feng Yixiu rubbed his chin, and then slipped out the little pudding that was sleeping in his arms.
But Little Pudding seemed to be really exhausted, and Feng Yixiu still couldn't wake him up with such a big movement, and the inaudible snoring continued to sound.
Feng Yixiu called out tentatively a few times, but he still couldn't wake up the little pudding. In desperation, he could only use his trump card. I saw that he took out a Brahma Blood Devil Fruit and put it in the place. in front of Little Pudding.
"Shhhhh..."
The little pudding, who was unconscious just now, sniffed a few times, and his mouth kept approaching the direction of the Brahma Blood Devil Fruit unconsciously.
Feng Yixiu slipped the little pudding with one hand, and kept pulling the position of the Govan Golem Fruit with the other, only to see that the tail of the little pudding started to swing continuously, sweeping a huge spiral current.
"Yoha... I unlocked a new skill, I didn't expect you to be able to fly with your tail!" After Feng Yixiu completely let go, Little Pudding did not fall to the ground immediately, but kept moving along with the position of the Brahma Blood Devil Fruit.
"dinner time!"
Feng Yixiu drank abruptly, and the little pudding seemed to have been pressed the switch. The drowsiness bubble was instantly broken, and it grabbed the Brahma blood magic fruit in mid-air.
"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuufully good!" The little pudding said with a satisfied expression, "Master, why did you treat me so well all of a sudden? Is there anything else you want from me?"
"Don't I treat you well when there's nothing to do?" Feng Yixiu rubbed his nose and said with a smile.
"Let's be so-so!" Little Pudding responded perfunctorily as he was busy eating the magic fruit in his arms.
"I'll eat it later, I'll ask you something!" Feng Yixiu saw Little Pudding's perfunctory attitude, and used a trick to rob him of the ordinary magic fruit that Little Pudding had gnawed in his arms.
"Then ask! After asking, I still have to eat!" Little Pudding pouted and looked quite cute.
"Hurry up and help me find where the Ghost-Swallowing King is." Feng Yixiu said truthfully.