"What kind of spell is this?"

"They are going to break through, they are all ready!"

"Don't panic, don't panic, it's just illusion, it's just illusion. I'll stick to my post. Who dares to escape without authorization and kill him!"

The dungeon warriors surrounding the mage tower were rioting. They felt the powerful suction force emitted from the giant light and dark ball, and their minds swayed, as if something was in their bodies wanted to escape, which scared them to retreat repeatedly.

Although the suction force emitted by the giant light and dark ball can shock their souls, it is not enough to suck their souls out. Therefore, after the initial panic, they quickly calmed down.

However, Lei Dong's target was not them, but the remnant soul who had just died in battle. The scene was too chaotic before, and the coverage of the soul refining pot was limited, so he had no time to run around, so he was absorbed with less than one-tenth of the total amount of remnant souls.

The rapidly rotating ball of light and darkness and countless residual souls whose consciousness has not yet been completely destroyed form a huge strange vortex in the air with alternating black and white colors, surrounding it, making low-frequency screams of ghosts and wolves howlings. It was the scream of the residual soul consciousness when it was stirred into pure energy.

The super winch formed by the interlaced power of light and darkness is much more terrifying than the twisting force formed by the two major aerial wheels of lightning, and the residual souls have no trace of resistance in front of them.

As the number of residual souls absorbed increases, the black vortex in the air continues to increase, and the suction force emitted becomes larger and larger. Many residual souls who are struggling to escape are pulled out by the invisible suction force.

The further you get to the back, the more solid these remnants become, and the naked eye can distinguish their general outlines. They can no longer be called remnants, but evil souls.

These remnants of souls have been dominated by the hatred left by death. They absorb the filthy energy of heaven and earth. It won’t take long to make them become resentful spirits, even ghosts.

The dungeon battlefield, filled with remnant souls and resentment, is an excellent place for them to form, but when they fall into Lei Dong's hands, they completely lose this opportunity.

Soon, the remnant souls around who had just died in battle were swept away, and they were all thorned into pure soul energy, and continued to pour into Lei Dong's body along the mage tower.

Thunder, who was kneeling cross-legged under the ball of light and darkness, was completely shrouded in a ball of black mist at this moment, and the two air wheels on their heart and right palms were spinning wildly, no less than the rotation speed of the black and white vortex on the top of the mage tower.

It was as if the essence of black air poured in from the heart chakra, and then it quickly spit out from the sub-qi chakra on his right palm.

However, the heart chakra is large and the division chakra is small.

Even though the sub-air wheel has risen to its maximum, the speed of black gas coming out is far from keeping up with the speed of incoming.

Lei Dong's previous face had no taste of enjoyment. The black gas that could not be discharged from his right arm was like a little mouse, rushing wildly. Every muscle on his arm was beating wildly, constantly shaking, as if something was about to rush out immediately. The feeling of sour, numb and painful intertwined is definitely not good.

If it weren't for the soul refining pot in his left hand and the greedy dark demon eyes that helped him get rid of most of the pressure, he would have really had a drink this time!

Lei Dong complained in his heart and fell. His greed accidentally caused trouble again. He also needed to focus on a gradual progress in his practice. Even the evil technique that was very fast was no exception. If you want to take a shortcut, you must be the one who suffered at that time.

The only thing he could do was to grit his teeth and support it tightly. The soul power absorbed and transformed by the giant light and dark ball was exhausted. While the black gas suddenly broke through his right arm, it was also constantly repairing.

Every process of destruction-repair is a disguised reinforcement process.

This process is repeated in daily practice, but it is usually gentler and slower, and I can't feel it at all. Now, I'm executing this process more thoroughly.

Just when everyone thought it was over, the rotation of the black and white vortex at the top of the mage tower was still accelerating and then accelerating, causing a cold whirlwind, forcing the surrounding dungeon warriors to retreat repeatedly to avoid the withdrawal force from the soul.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

There were slight shaking and dull pounding sounds from the ground, and small earth buns arched out from time to time around the Mage Tower, which would disappear in just a few seconds, just as if something was about to rush out from the ground.

At first, it only appeared around the mage tower, but finally began to spread outward. The frequency of occurrence became faster and faster, forcing everyone to avoid it.

"What's going on?"

"What the hell are these? Is it going to collapse here?"

"Impossible. This cave has just been formed for less than a thousand years and has been specially reinforced by the magic of the priests and wizards. There will be no doubts of collapse within ten thousand years. Don't talk nonsense. Be careful of being heard by the deputy commander and condemn the crowd."

"Then tell me what the hell is going on?"

"I would have known it!"

The dungeon warriors who besieged the Mage Tower were completely disorganized. They had never heard of this situation even if they had never heard of it in their lifetime. In addition, their souls were still affected by the black and white vortex, and there was always a bad feeling in their hearts.

"No trouble for me!" Al Gang's roar in anger sounded over everyone's heads.

"Deputy Commander!"

"Deputy Commander!"

Wherever he passed, all the warriors gave in, and they didn't know whether his powerful strength was reassuring or his usual terrifying majesty. At the moment of seeing him, the riot dungeon warriors slowly returned to peace.

"What's going on?" Al Gang asked with a ugly face. He had only been away for a few minutes and had a problem. That bastard was just not able to get along with him, right!

"Report to the deputy commander!" A dungeon warrior leader carefully glanced at Algor, gritted the bullet and repeated what happened just now, and said, "We are not very clear about what happened. It should be the ghost tower that is making trouble, but so far, no casualties have occurred."

"Ah..." Before the voice of the dungeon warrior leader finished speaking, a shrill and terrifying scream of despair came from a distance, and a crisp bursting and shattering sound of being late.

Algang turned his head suddenly and asked, "What's going on?"

"It's dead! It's dead! It's dead!"

"Bang……"

"ah……"

"Bang……"

"ah……"

The screams were like a contagious plague, which sounded at the same time in every corner of the dungeon cave. In addition to the screams of despair that were on the verge of death, there were also smug and shrill mad wails.

"The resentful spirit is the resentful spirit, help me, ah..."

The dungeon warrior group that had just calmed down was once again in an uproar. Even Elgang, the deputy commander of the slave camp, was not good at present!

"Damn it, no chaos, no chaos!" Altz roared at the top of his lungs, but no one paid attention to him. The soldiers under his tent became a group of headless flies and rushed around.

Bang!
Chapter completed!