Xie Yin shivered under the Soul-Suppressing Technique. His soul power had disappeared nearly 70%, but no matter what he used, he could not stop the soul power from dissolution.

At this time, he also realized that the Soul-Suppressing Art practiced by Mu Feng was a little different from what he knew, but what if he knew it?

He can't remember many things. He is now extremely afraid of death.

It is difficult to truly die a blood clan. It is generally believed that the extinction of the soul is real death. If you keep a little true spirit immortal, you may think of all the things in your previous life, which is also considered a continuation of life.

But this continuation has changed the individuals of life.

The human race used to be a terrifying and powerful race because it was able to do this, but now no one seems to be able to do it.

At that time, in order to manage the reincarnation of the true spirit, the human race also established an institution in another layer of space.

"Human boy, I am willing to surrender to you. How can you give me a way out?"

"snort!"

It was this time that he begged for mercy, directly absorbed Xie Yin's soul power, and then devoured his memory. The same is true, why raise another dog?

Wouldn't that cost a lot of resources?

Moreover, this Xieyin is obviously not the kind of person who is willing to surrender. He doesn't want to cause trouble for himself and wastes resources.

"Xieyin, your era was over 100,000 years ago. You should be content until now. Don't have greed that you shouldn't have, end!" Mu Feng glanced at him!

He reached out and gently pointed his hand at Xie Yin's soul!

"No, damn it, I'll curse you..."

Curse words, hum, it's useless to me, let me disperse it!
Chapter completed!