Facing Ling Xiao's soul, the remnant soul of the ancestor of the soul clan was simply vulnerable.

Swallowed by the terrifying giant beast, he became another victim of Ling Xiao's sea of ​​souls.

At this point, Ling Xiao's soul realm has been elevated to the terrifying strength of the Second God Realm!

Even among the Samsara Gods, they are still quite powerful.

Such an ending not only left Hun still dumbfounded, but also made Hun Emperor, who had just laughed at Ling Xiao, a little embarrassed.

He never expected that this battle would end so easily.

"You're lucky, but the last level is the real finale.

You have been struggling for so long, but you are still going to fall there."

The Soul Emperor reluctantly dropped these words and disappeared.

"Miss Yiran, what exactly is the sixth level?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"I don't know the details. Anyway, the sixth level is called the Soul Emperor's Palace. I originally thought that the ancestor stayed there.

But I didn't expect that the ancestor would actually appear at this level.

This last hurdle is up to you."

Hun still said helplessly.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know. We've come this far anyway, and we have to get through the last hurdle no matter what."

Ling Xiao's eyes showed stronger confidence.

In this fifth level, although his cultivation level has not been significantly improved, the power of the Anti-God Sword and the Killing Holy Sword in his hands has skyrocketed.

All of them have become eight hundred and eighty imperial weapons with divine dragon patterns.

If the two were fused, it would definitely be comparable to more than 900 divine dragon-patterned imperial weapons.

What else is scary?

The Soul Emperor said that he was lucky, which was simply ridiculous.

If one level and two levels were said to be luck, now that he has passed six levels, is it all luck?

After all, if you have no strength or ability, where does the luck come from?

If Ling Xiao doesn't know the Holy Mark Technique, doesn't understand formations, doesn't understand illusions, and his soul power isn't strong enough.

He might have died long ago.

He is still very capable.

Of course, Ling Xiao also knew that the last level might be very difficult.

But so what if it’s bigger?

Could it be more terrifying than the Demon God of Illusion?

"continue!"

Ling Xiao took firm steps.

By this time, nothing could scare him.

At this time, it was already the fourth day since he entered the Soul Tomb.

"Passed again!"

People outside burst into cheers again.

"It's incredible. I've passed the fifth level and only the last level is left!"

"Yes, he is truly worthy of His Majesty the Tyrant Emperor. As long as he succeeds in breaking into the Soul Tomb, his strength will definitely skyrocket after he comes out.

At that time, it will be the day of our decisive battle with the devil!"

Seeing Ling Xiao pass the fifth level, the Beast King and Ice Queen practiced even harder.

From the duel between Ling Xiao and the Soul Emperor, they also learned some fragments of God's laws.

I hope I can seize the time and condense my own divine law in these few days.

Ling Xiao's hard work and success also inspired them, and now, they are almost successful.

At this time, Ling Xiao had already arrived at the Soul Emperor Palace.

This is a towering palace.

Without a foundation, it seems to be suspended in mid-air.

It exuded a primitive atmosphere and was covered with ancient incantations, many of which Ling Xiao did not recognize at all.

"I don't believe you can still pass this level!"

The Soul Emperor said he didn't believe it, but he didn't seem to think so in his heart.

Otherwise, he would not give up talking and focus on improving his strength.

Quack, quack, quack!

Ling Xiao pushed the heavy door open with both hands.

The moment he entered the palace, he felt suffocated.

However, because I had already met the ancestor of the Soul Clan just now, this feeling was not unfamiliar.

After a moment of discomfort, he quickly returned to normal.

But Ling Xiao knew very well that this was the place where the ancestor of the Soul Clan once practiced.

Because there are too many imprints of God left here.

Almost every object and every piece of metal exudes the breath of God.

God is God.

It is completely different from the warrior who simply condenses the laws of God.

The palace has a large space, like a magnificent city, with no end as far as the eye can see.

The main color here is purple.

Noble purple.

All built with purple spar and precious metals.

"It's a natural thing, more like a treasure!"

Ling Xiao felt that this place didn't look like a palace, but rather like a terrifying magic weapon.

"I remembered!"

Hun Yiran's expression suddenly became frightened: "Ling Xiao, get out quickly!"

Hearing Hun Yiran's nervous voice, Ling Xiao also reacted.

But it's a pity.

Before he could exit, the door was already closed.

It fits tightly, with no gaps visible.

You can't even see the door anymore.

"Oops, I didn't expect that the last level would be this thing! I should have thought of it earlier!"

The soul is still full of helplessness and worry.

"The matter is now over. There is no need to worry. Just tell me what this is?"

Ling Xiao could feel that this huge palace should be a magic weapon.

And it is definitely not an imperial weapon.

Because there are no divine dragon patterns on it, but the aura is extremely terrifying.

“This is the most precious treasure ‘Purple Mansion Shrine’ used by our ancestor!”

Hun still said helplessly.

Now, she can only hope that Ling Xiao can find a way to escape from this place.

Otherwise, it will be troublesome.

"Zifu Shrine?"

"right!"

The soul still said: "According to legend, the ancestor was originally a reincarnation god of the human race!

Later, I accidentally obtained a treasure, which was the Zifu Shrine.

He turned to soul cultivation and reproduced the soul clan!
To be continued...