Dizun, why are you on fire again?

Chapter 887 Burning Soul
Standing on a tall building in Jianzang City, Dong Chili looked down at the lifeless empty city while stroking the Lonely Soul Flag in his hand.The rain was splashing in the ears, and falling from the eaves like chains, it always seemed to splash some ripples in my heart.

Silent, full of haste.

"What's wrong?" Di Tianling stood behind Dongchi Li and asked softly.

Dong Chili shook her head: "Probably because the atmosphere in this city is too easily affected." She couldn't think of anything, didn't want to think about anything, but bursts of bitterness came from the bottom of her heart.

Di Tianling patted Dong Chili on the shoulder, and said, "Go back a little bit, the rain is about to hit your body."

Dongchi Li took a few steps back after hearing the words, then fiddled with the Lonely Soul Banner in his hand, and said, "Is there any way to reshape the Lonely Soul Banner with my Destroying Soul?"

"Yes, but we have to leave Daman Holy Land first. Put it away, the death energy of the Lonely Soul Banner will not affect you well."

"Okay." Dong Chili obediently put the Lonely Soul Banner into the space ring, and sure enough, without the influence of the Lonely Soul Banner's dead energy, her mood was not so depressed.

"Drugstore, why do you care so much about the fact that the soul is collected and used by Mandian?" Dong Chili raised his head in confusion, looking at Di Tianling, "Although we have only been together for a short time since I can remember, but we I always feel that you are not a person who meddles in other people's business and cares about other people's life and death."

Di Tianling looked at Dong Chili steadfastly, and immediately smiled and said, "It's true that his life and death have nothing to do with me, but if hundreds of millions of souls are taken away by the Barbarian Palace to form dragon souls, then these souls will not be able to reincarnate, and God's Domain will be less likely to go to heaven." Hundreds of millions of lives, this is against the law of heaven. There must be someone to maintain the balance of all this."

"Then, why are you here to maintain it?"

"You'll find out later."

"..." Dong Chili pursed his lips, and then said again, "Then what about the wild souls of Zhong Baihan and other barbarian gods in your soul pot? Just because the number is small, I can dispose of it at will?"

"No." Di Tianling shook his head and said solemnly, "Every soul is related to the operation of the heaven, because this is a rule and cannot be broken. You can handle the life and death of these souls because of your special ability. Maybe not before, but from now on, in the entire Divine Realm, only you have the ability to make souls die or exist."

"I don't know."

"You will understand in the future. You can't say it now, don't say it, this is the way of heaven, I can't change your perception because of the lack of words." Di Tianling tapped Dongdong lightly with the Dishiyan fan. Chi Li's forehead, "After all, after a person learns how terrifying strength he possesses, his temper will always subtly change. You still need to know more about this world before you can fully grasp it. Heaven gives you the ability, You have to learn to follow the rules of heaven."

Terrible strength?

The rules of heaven?
What kind of esoteric stuff is this?

After thinking about it for a while, she felt a severe headache, and a sense of hesitation, as if she had lost something, enveloped her.

Dongchi Li frowned, quickly shook his head and stopped thinking, pouted and said: "You are always perfunctory me like this. Forget it, I don't care about it with you. I don't want to think so much, I have a headache."

After shaking his head a few times, Qiu Ye yelled in vain: "Old thing!"

Dongchi Li and Di Tianling looked back, and saw Qiu Ye's eyes widened, and he jumped up from the ground, his face dripping with cold sweat.

"What's your name, little miscellaneous hair?" Jiang Chizi was meditating at the side to adjust his breath, when he heard Qiu Ye roaring and bouncing, he gave Qiu Ye a dissatisfied look.

As soon as Qiu Ye saw Jiang Chizi sitting beside him safe and sound, he blinked and said, "Old... old thing, are you alive?"

"Dead?" Jiang Chizi sneered, "Is it so easy for me to die? Even if Zhong Baihan's cultivation is 100 million years ahead of me, he is not my opponent."

"Blow." Qiu Ye relieved his heart a little, and hurriedly asked, "What's going on? Why did my mind suddenly go black and I didn't know anything? Such a powerful fetish, I dreamed of the old man just now. Things were killed by Zhong Baihan."

Jiang Chizi was furious: "Little Bastard, it was I who defeated him, not him who killed me!"

"What are you excited about, Uncle Jiang?" Dongchi teased with joy, "Qiu Ye really cares about you, you can't even feel it? I think you two should take this opportunity to reconcile."

"No way!" Jiang Chizi and Qiu Ye shouted in unison.

"Why did you learn to speak from me?"

"Why do you imitate my words?"

"Old stuff!"

"Little bastard!"

"All right, all right, you two stop arguing." Dong Chili covered his forehead angrily, and only after the two of them calmed down a little did Dongchi Li tell Qiu Ye what had happened.

After hearing this, Qiu Ye clapped his hands and said to Jiang Chizi, "I didn't expect you, an old bastard, to have two brushes."

"Hmph." Jiang Chizi turned around, not looking at Qiu Ye, but with his back to Qiu Ye, he smiled very smugly, his face was almost blooming, let alone happy.

Jiang Chizi continued to adjust his breath, and Qiu Ye was not very comfortable, so they still lingered on the tall building.The surroundings were so quiet that there were only the sound of rain and thunder.

Di Tianling handed the soul-receiving pot to Dongchili.

Dongchi Li comprehended, without releasing the confinement of the mouth of the pot, he squeezed the power of fire marrow into the soul-absorbing pot, and after hearing a few screams, those barbarian gods with low cultivation level completely disappeared up.

However, Zhong Baihan's wild soul is relatively strong, so Dong Chili will not be able to burn his wild soul for a while, so he can only do it slowly and refine it bit by bit.

Zhong Baihan would scold Dongchili and the others from time to time, but Dongchili didn't care, he was going to die anyway, and he would never be reborn forever.Then it seems boring for her to care about anything.

Dongchi Li continuously drew the power of fire marrow from the bone membrane, and continuously squeezed it into the soul-absorbing pot. It lasted for nearly seven days without sleep, and with Zhong Baihan's weak and unwilling wailing, he completely wiped out his body. The wild soul completely disappeared without a trace.

Rumbling--

The heavy rain continued for several days, and thunder continued to strike, illuminating the city of Jianzang, which had turned into a dead city.

Although Dongchi Li consumed a lot of divine power because of refining Zhong Baihan's wild soul, and her body was a little vain, she didn't want to stay in the oppressive Jianzang City any longer, so she proposed to continue walking northwest immediately. Require.

"ah!"

Unexpectedly, just as they were about to leave, as the thunder fell, they heard the scream of a little girl from a hidden place in the city.

This sound broke the dead silence of Jianzang City in vain, as if giving life to the dead city.

"There are still people in the city?!" Dong Chili swept over with his consciousness in surprise.

(End of this chapter)