Shock! How could the useless Second Miss be a spiritual god?

Even if it means they all lose their souls and gamble on an uncertain future, they are willing to take the risk.

"okay, I get it."

Huo Ling'er was not surprised at their answer at all.

If she had fallen into the abyss and been in a daze for so many years, and finally had an opportunity in front of her, she would definitely seize it like them.

Even if the chances are slim, she will risk everything to give it a try.

"But...but if you dare to harm us, I will definitely fight you to the death."

Seventeen, who had been crying the loudest just now, mustered up the courage to speak to Huo Ling'er.

His lack of confidence made it difficult for people to face the fact that he was also a powerful God-lord.

After all, the powerful gods have already entered the immortal gate and are no longer mortals.

How could an immortal cry?

And she cried so miserably...

However, this is reality.

No matter what level of power they are at, as long as they have feelings in their hearts, they will have emotions.

When his emotions are suppressed to a certain extent, they will explode.

Seventeen is like this now.

Huo Ling'er's gaze fell on the direction of the sound and she curled her lips in an evil way.

"Well, then it will depend on whether you have the ability to beat me."

"To be honest, I have one, two, three, four, five..."

Huo Ling'er stretched out her hand provocatively, deliberately slowing down her pace to focus Seventeen's attention on her hand.

"I have several contracted beasts, and they love to eat stupid souls the most."

“You, you…wuwuwu!”

When Seventeen heard this, his face turned pale instantly, his eyes full of fear. What he feared most were those monsters and beasts. Hearing that Huo Ling'er actually had several monsters, he was so scared that he immediately threw himself into his brother's arms and held him tightly.

When the other souls heard this, they just smiled at each other. They understood that the little girl was just trying to scare Seventeen and she just wanted to tease him.

They did not expose Huo Ling'er's joke and chose to remain silent.

As soon as the words changed, the expression on Huo Linger's face suddenly became serious.

She frowned and asked in confusion, "How did you get exterminated by the evil demons and the spirits? What happened in the process to cause this?"

Logically speaking, it is not an easy task to destroy a powerful force. After all, a powerful force usually has many masters and strong strength, let alone an ancient and large race like Huanmengze.

Their profound background made it even more difficult for them to be easily exterminated. However, those people succeeded in destroying Huanmengze.

This shows that there must be something in Huanmengze that those people must get and are determined to get.

When the souls heard this, they suddenly burst into intense hatred. Their anger and resentment were so strong.

The miasma in the surroundings avoided them far away, and the voice of the violent soul in the lead was trembling, as if they had returned to the tragic disaster they had experienced.

On that terrible day, they lost everything: their parents, their tribe members, and their beloved grandfather, the tribe leader...

Everyone, including himself, was killed that day.

The cruel reality has made them unable to let it go even now, and they have only endless hatred towards the black-robed men and the elves.

“The Huanmengze race itself is a very ancient race. It arose in the Age of Gods and has produced countless gods and above, and even a main god.

These glorious pasts made Huanmengze an awe-inspiring existence... As time went by, the family gradually declined, but we also lived in peace with the world and never made enemies with anyone.

Generation after generation, we have lived in our own paradise.”

Recalling the beautiful and peaceful life they once had, they felt a deep longing for it. They thought that such a life would continue forever, but they did not expect that the turning point of fate would come so suddenly.

I don’t know how many years have passed, and the world has changed so much that people and things are no longer the same.

"Until one day, a group of people wearing black robes and bad guys with the same aura as you suddenly broke into our house like robbers. They killed everyone they saw..."

Every word of the violent soul seemed to be crying blood, and his voice revealed the endless grief and despair of those years.

The other souls may have also recalled the past. They were in a low mood, as if they had returned to the nightmare day they had experienced together.

Huo Ling'er looked up and saw corpses all over the ground, but her mood now was very different from before.

Her eyes lingered on the bones and bloodstains, and a sour feeling welled up in her heart. It turned out that the bones and blood on the ground also belonged to her people...

"That group of bad guys not only killed all of our people, but also stole all the summons in our bodies."

Huo Linger paused when she heard this and asked in confusion, "What is that summon? They didn't say why they came?"

"They didn't say anything? But summoning is a special treasure we are born with. Everyone has one, but it is our most precious thing."

The Angry Soul sighed, "It's very beautiful, but our summons were taken away by those people, so we can't show it to you."

"If I remember correctly, the summoning of the Huanmengze people has a special ability." Ye Canglan's low voice sounded at this time.

"This young master is right. Summoning does have special abilities. It can help a person whose soul has been scattered to gather his soul again. This is its special ability."

"But this ability is the most insignificant for us."

After the irritable soul finished speaking, he laughed bitterly, and his throat became even more choked.

"Why would they do this? They killed your entire clan just to steal your summons. What do they want to do?"

Huo Linger was filled with anger and confusion? There must be something that she didn't understand, and they didn't know either.

But what they said can help those whose souls have been scattered to gather their souls again?

A trace of deep thought flashed across Huo Ling'er's eyes. She was curious about what the elves wanted to do by causing such a large number of kills?

But the most urgent thing is to leave here first, and then talk about other things.

"You have been here for so long. If it were just the miasma, I think it would not be able to trap you, right?"

As Huo Ling'er spoke, she continued to use her mental power to attack the miasma.

At this time, the spiritual power in her body had begun to slowly condense.

"Yes, you guessed it right. What can trap us is the formation left by that group of people. Otherwise, we have nothing to fear."

The voice of the irritable soul sounded again, with a hint of helplessness and anger.

Then he and sixteen other incorporeal souls that would not be affected by the miasma raised their hands.

In an instant, a surge of spiritual power gathered from their surroundings like a tide and rushed straight into the sky.

As this powerful force emerged, a huge ancient formation full of ancient vicissitudes that almost covered the entire abyss slowly emerged.

The complex and mysterious patterns on the ancient formation are dazzling.

But it also exuded a kind of heart-pounding pressure. Huo Ling'er recognized the pattern at a glance. Her face instantly became gloomy, and there was shock in her eyes, followed by anger!