Chapter 63: Fusion of the Evil Eye Tyrant Soul, Forging Continues

The Evil Eye Tyrant, who was about eight thousand years old, raised his huge pupils, and the moment he saw Qian Mo, a thick black ray shot out of his pupils without any explanation.

A white illusory figure stood in Qian Mo's sea of ​​consciousness and suddenly punched towards the black rays.

The fist force that created the mental storm collided with the black rays, and the black rays fell apart in an instant, but Qian Mo's body also stagnated for a moment.

Mental paralysis ray! Qian Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. The Evil Eye Tyrant was indeed very good at mental attacks.

The face of the Demon King with Evil Eyes appeared. Qian Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and countless dark green vines broke out of the ground. The movement speed of the Evil King was not fast, and his mental attack could not break through the defense that restricted Qian Mo. In the blink of an eye, he was entangled tightly.

Trapped, the Evil Eye Tyrant roared, and the surrounding spirits became visibly violent. All tentacles stood up at the same time, and at the front of each standing tentacle there was an eye that was exactly the same as its own, but much smaller. At this time, each eye was emitting a strange light.

But the next moment, purple venom gushed out from the dark green vines that were entangled with it and smeared on every eye on the tentacle. A layer of weak light also enveloped its huge pupil body, causing its spirit to wilful.

Qian Mo took light steps and gracefully came in front of the Evil Eye Tyrant, pointing a finger at the Evil Eye Tyrant's big eyeballs.

Since you are an unyielding spirit of the spiritual system, I will use my spiritual power to completely subdue you!

Above an invisible and intangible spiritual sea, the God King in White and the Evil-Eyed Tyrant stood facing each other.

Although the white-robed God King currently visualized in Qianmo's spiritual sea is not solid, he is still very imposing and has some of the demeanor of a God King.

The God King in White slowly stretched out a palm and pressed down on the Evil Eye Tyrant, with an extremely domineering mental pressure, trying to make him surrender.

The Evil Eye Tyrant's spirit body faced the oppression of the White-robed God King, with unwillingness in its huge pupils. It struggled desperately and burst out with a violent thought.

Then, its huge pupil, which was three hundred meters in diameter, suddenly turned completely bright red, and a huge bright red beam of light suddenly shot out.

Seeing the Evil Eye Tyrant's desperate resistance, the God King in White sighed softly, and his figure completely disappeared, replaced by a pair of golden eyes that suddenly opened in the void.

"I alone am the gods!"

A violent spiritual gale was stirred up in the void, and a terrifying bright red light column dissipated in the air. A violent roar sounded, and the spiritual sea seemed to collapse. The evil eye tyrant fell from the sky with a wail, fell into the spiritual sea, and sank into it.

In reality, the Evil Eye Tyrant slowly closed its huge single pupil, and then its huge body began to become transparent, and a blood-red smoke floated out of its pupil and covered Qian Mo's entire body.

The strange and huge spiritual power rippled around, causing the air to twist strangely. Qian Mo only felt that a strange breath seemed to penetrate into his body, and his body, like a sea absorbing hundreds of rivers, absorbed these blood-colored clouds.

After the Evil Eye Tyrant was completely integrated into Qian Mo's body, four thousand-year soul rings rose from under his feet, and a blood-red vertical pupil suddenly appeared on the forehead of the white-robed God King who was sitting above the Sea of ​​Spirit.

"Successfully, we were able to tame the Unyielding Soul. Na'er, can't you really pull Qian Mo into the Spirit Tower?" Leng Yaoju couldn't help but say to Gu Yuena.

Gu Yuena shook her head and said bitterly: "Qian Mo doesn't like the Spirit Pagoda, and I can't change his decision. Moreover, compared to me pulling him into the Spirit Pagoda, it's easier for him to pull me out of the Spirit Pagoda."

"Okay," Leng Yaozhu sighed helplessly, her beautiful face full of regret.

Ripples appeared on the golden light gate, and Qian Mo walked out of the golden light gate, looking energetic and obviously having gained a lot.

Leng Yaozhu was right beside him, smiling. She praised sincerely, "Qian Mo, you really amaze me every time."

Qian Mo bowed to Leng Yaozhu and said in thanks, "Then I have to thank His Majesty Tian Feng for giving me this opportunity!"

"Well, okay. Let's pay the bill." Leng Yaozhu smiled and said lightly: "Friendship price, 100 million federal coins."

Qian Mo was shocked when he heard this number, and asked in surprise: "Isn't the Soul Tower half price?"

Leng Yaozhu smiled faintly, "The Unyielding Soul is extremely precious. You can get it in the Soul Tower because I opened a backdoor for you. Do you still want half the price?"

"Besides, I've already given you the remaining tens of millions."

"Okay," Qian Mo took out the black card and handed it to Leng Yaozhu. This amount of money was not a problem for him.

"Oh, by the way," Qian Mo asked Leng Yaozhu a question before leaving.

"Is the cost of artificial souls really that high?"

Artificial souls can easily cost millions or tens of millions. With such a high price, strictly speaking, artificial souls may not necessarily bring progress to the soul master world.

Leng Yaozhu showed a mysterious smile and said vaguely: "The creation of souls is not that simple!"

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Qian Mo returned to Shrek Academy and continued to devote himself to the forging journey in full swing.

"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!"

Inside the forging room, two figures were swinging forging hammers like a violent storm.

One of them is Qian Mo with golden eyes, wielding a forging hammer wrapped in holy flames and continuously hitting the Holy Heart Iron in front of him. The other one looks like a Black Tortoise Rider, but is a little different. His facial makeup looks more like a dragon head, and the Black Tortoise tattoo on his body has changed into dragon and snake patterns, and there are staggered golden dragon scales on his right arm.

Qian Mo added the "spirit" of Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon King bloodline to the Black Tortoise Rider's mask, transforming it into a Dragon Snake Rider.

Because when Qian Mo copied Tang Wulin's "spirit", Tang Wulin removed a seal on the Golden Dragon King's bloodline, so the abilities inherited by the Dragon Snake Rider are also Tang Wulin's abilities after the seal was removed, that is, his blood and golden dragon claws.

In order to make the Yang Soul Essence and the Sacred Heart Iron completely fuse together the aura of one martial soul, Qian Mo created the Dragon Snake Rider and had him forge the Yang Soul Essence, fusing the aura of the Divine Mask martial soul with the metal, while he himself used the Eight-Winged Seraph martial soul to forge the Sacred Heart Iron.

The dragon and snake rider held high in each hand a forging hammer made of basalt shields. The pair of forging hammers in his hands were sometimes nimble and sometimes heavy. The whole forging process was like flowing water without any obstruction.

Qian Mo was doing two things at once. While forging the Holy Heart Iron himself, he also controlled the Dragon Snake Driver to forge the Yang Soul Essence. They also did not forget to hammer the Chaos Gold in the center together.

"rise!"

Qian Mo shouted loudly, and the dragon and snake rider hammered down at the same time. Hundred forging, thousand forging, first grade, and fusion forging were all logical. White, silver, and gold light rose from the metal for more than ten feet, and there seemed to be two figures slowly overlapping in the light.

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