MTL - Lord of the Magical Beasts-v2 Chapter 778 Boundless bone sea

High mountains, forests, lakes... With a strong sense of God, Yang Ling carefully scans the area to find the whereabouts of the corpse witch and the Yuna soul. The sly gods are silently exhaled, passing over the thick or light fog, seeping into every corner of the scanning area.

Due to the influence of fog, Yangling's scanning speed is very slow, and it is many times slower than usual. After a few hours, there is still no way to harvest, can not find the soul of the corpse witch daughter, can not find the soul of Yuna, can only faintly sense a familiar soul fluctuation. On the contrary, the fluctuations emitted by the Tongtian Tower are becoming more and more clear and more and more intense!

"Oh, that's..."

For a long time, Yang Ling’s knowledge scanned a strange area. There is no end to it, there are white corpses everywhere, some skeletons are complete, and some have only one skull or a few ribs. Looking at it, there are corpses everywhere, one can not see the end, piled into the sea, shocking; from time to time there is a burst of raging wind in the air, whistling like a screaming, like a sharp wind blade to tear some wandering souls Into the debris... the boundless bones!

According to the memory of the corpse witch, Yang Ling quickly understood that this is the so-called infinite bone sea. Meditate on the witch, change the sorcerer's seal, and the vast gods come out and carefully detect this strange area. According to the memory of the corpse witch, this is the largest forbidden land in the undead plane, and the mysterious Tongtian Tower is in the depths of the boundless bones.

Calling... The bones are at sea, and the raging cold wind is higher than the waves. Sometimes, like a tornado, hovering back and forth, rolling countless white bones into the air, and then falling like rain; sometimes, as if the hurricane swept the entire bone sea, screaming across the ground... a dead soul gathered from all sides to the boneless The sea, infiltrated into the depths of the corpses that piled up in the mountains, some scorned, turned into a faint fog, and the soul completely disappeared; some of them merged with the corpses in the bones, turning into an unconscious shackles, hard from Crawling under the heavy corpse, according to the innate instinct, wobbled away from the boundless bones of terror. A few lucky guys escaped the raging cold wind and spread from the boundless bones to other places in the undead. Most of the cold winds that had not been removed from the edge of the bones were torn into pieces, the soul disappeared, and the resurrection was completely lost. Possible and reborn opportunities!

Life and death!

Death is the beginning of life. However, just like blooming in the early hours of the morning, just like the mandala flower that has shown its arrogant style and withered eyes, life is extremely fragile!

"Reincarnation, great!"

After the huge gods infiltrated into the boundless bones, and carefully felt the process of reunion and complete dissipation, Yang Ling was amazed. The land of the Boundless Bone Sea and the surrounding terrain subtly form a huge reincarnation array, absorbing the souls of people who dissipated after death; some of them disappeared, and some of them formed a new undead, forming a delicate balance.

"Is this the power of nature, or is it the top powerhouse to display the big array of great powers?" I feel the mysterious and ingeniousness of the reincarnation, and Yang Ling is awe-inspiring. Such a large array has already exceeded the understanding of most of the so-called peerless powers; the mystery and ingenuity of the statute, even if it is the seal that is left outside the plane of the undead, is far from the reincarnation!

...... After the shock, Yang Ling changed the sorcerer's seal, humming the cordial call, the huge gods have been infiltrated into the depths of the boundless bones. Sure enough, I soon discovered the towering tower that towered into the clouds and was covered by thick fog. After trying my best, I finally found this last tower. As long as I resurrected this last ancestor, I will be able to gather together the twelve ancestors, gather together the twelve paragraphs, and reach the peak.

"Bess, where are you, Beth, where are you..."

Seeing Yang Ling sitting cross-legged on the big Wutai for a long time, there was no news. The sorcerer Wang walked back and forth anxiously and muttered to himself. After a period of retreat in the **** sea, his strength is not what he used to be, but he still can't resurrect his daughter who has been dead for so many years. He can only sense a sinister soul wave. If Yang Ling, the ancient wizard, could not resurrect the poor daughter, he did not know who else in the world had this ability.

"Don't it, this is just my own illusion, Beth, she already..." Look at the air or the thick or light fog, and feel the primal energy that is formed after the utterance of the dying soul is completely dissipated. . For a time, I suspect that everything is my own illusion, and I suspect that my daughter’s soul has long since vanished. After all, more than 10,000 years have passed, even if Beth was lucky enough to regenerate a dead soul in the boundless bones, it is difficult to survive in the bad environment of the dead! The corpse witch who is a mysterious sorcerer, has also worked hard in the past to stand firm in the undead plane!

“Don't it be a dream in the end?”

The corpse witch is anxious, and Yang Ling is also in a heavy mood. Although I found the last tower, I couldn't find the soul of the sorcerer's daughter, and I couldn't find Yuna's soul. Without dear Yuna, even if the last ancestor was resurrected, the strength is great, and there is no meaning! Think of Yuna's voice and smile. Think about the hardships and joys of the two people going to the Montsen Principality for support. I thought about the unforgettable scene of killing the killer in the past, and I felt a sting!

After searching through the entire infinite bones and not finding the soul of the sorcerer's daughter and Yuna, Yang Ling concentrated on the search and continued. In the last moment, he would never give up every inch of the land of the undead. As long as you find Yuna’s soul, even if he pays all the price, he will raise her up!

"Oh, this is..."

When the gods had just withdrawn from the depths of the boundless bones, Yang Ling suddenly had a gratifying discovery, and inadvertently found a distinctive little dragonfly on the edge of the boundless bones. After other babies were born again, they instinctively felt a huge danger and left the horrible bones. This little cricket is different. Every time the hurricane comes, it hides far into a strong and secret crypt. After the calm sea, it is sneaked out of the ghost, and absorbs the fog of the original energy of the undead plane.

The small scorpion is small and thin, and even the sternum on the chest is missing two. However, the soul fire that is vital to the undead in my mind is exceptionally stable. I don’t know how to survive for many years, or absorb a lot of the original energy of the undead plane. Compared with the swaying cockroach that has just been reborn, the speed is fast and responsive, as if you already have self-awareness.

"Who is this, this is the daughter of the corpse witch?"

After paying careful attention to the actions of Xiaoyan, Yang Ling is more and more sure that this little guy is not simple. More importantly, he sensed a vaguely familiar soul fluctuation in the little guy, and the soul fluctuations of the daughter in the memory of the corpse witch are somewhat similar!

"Catch the little guy!"

After taking a deep breath, Yang Ling screamed and ordered the location and characteristics of Xiaoyan through the voice of the soul to tell the ancestral sect of the Wuhu on the edge of the Great Wutai. The latter took the lead, and after a long scream, he quickly flew away. Soon, with a struggling little scorpion back, the speed is not much slower than the teleporting spell.

"Bess, my beth! Adult, this is Beth, I feel her soul swing, this is my beth..." Look at the lonely little sister, feel the familiar soul swing, the corpse The king was so excited that he was incoherent, and his tears filled his head. He flew in desperately and flew to the big witch, and he was holding a small beggar who was constantly struggling.

Uh... Maybe it was something that was sensed, and the little cockroaches kept the corpse witch in his arms and made a strange whimper. After a moment of disappointment, I suddenly struggled hard, and the empty eyes were facing the direction of the boundless bone sea, and burst into a shackle, as if I was afraid of the corpse witch and the ancestors. It seems that the memory of the last life has long since vanished, or sealed in the depths of the soul!

"Rodriguez, go on, I will re-make her body, inject her soul, and soon it will be good!" Look at the excited corpse witch, Yang Ling smiled gratifiedly, while saying that the change is sorrow, one It is forbidden to make up the body shape of Xiao Xiao. Follow, take out the precious things that have been prepared for life, keel grass and sea agate.

For the lost soul, the plastic body is an essential part of the resurrection. The crystal of life is used to strengthen vitality, and the keel is used to strengthen the body. The sea agate that was inadvertently obtained in the castle of the Tyrone in the Tailun continent was the key to the body. Years ago~www.novelbuddy.com~Yang Ling gave the task of exploring the underwater castle to the **** of the Witch gods. The latter not only rewarded the artificial hunting, but also called a large number of high-level hunters to the underwater castle adventure, and many times personally. The rate is a lot of elite to explore. Did not find any other secrets and treasures, the sea agate collected a lot, all handed over to Yang Ling.

"Thank you an adult!" After cuddling the little shackles again, the corpse king bowed and bowed reverently and quickly flew to the ground. The eyes were stunned and nervously watching Yang Ling’s movements; although she knew that Yang Ling’s strength was unfathomable, she was not sure what she promised, but her heart was still very nervous.

Hee hee... Yang Ling took a deep breath and temporarily put aside the thoughts of Yuna, calming down, and spending a lot of energy to resurrect the daughter of the corpse witch. Yungong forced a drop of blood containing a lot of witch power, and the finger fell to the head of Xiaoyan; followed by mixing the melted sea agate, crystal of life and keel grass into a thick mist that could not move. The little cockroach shrouded. Then, meditation on the witch, the hands constantly change the sorcerer's seal, and cast high-level spiritualism.

Slowly, the fog of materials such as sea agate and the like is getting weaker and lighter, and a pitiful little girl can be seen. The skin is white, and a few drops of crystal teardrops hung on the slender eyelashes, as if you just fell asleep and lie on the big witch!

(To be continued) ()