Chapter 331 The will of the ancient souls, the alien race in the battlefield
"Seniors of the Soul Ancient Clan, there is no need to be polite."
Mo Ying waved.
More than ten thousand practitioners of the ancient soul tribe all stood up straight, spread out, and continued to live in the ancient buildings on the island in their soul state.
They are the unyielding heroes who died in battle.
Generally speaking, after a person falls, his soul will be gone, or he will be reincarnated. However, on this island belonging to the Hun Ancient Clan, anyone with the blood of the Hun Ancient Clan, after reaching the seventh level of Qi Refining, can continue to use their souls even if they die.
Status alive.
This is an almost eternal race.
It's a pity that they can't leave this island with a radius of only twenty or thirty miles, nor can they continue to practice and reproduce, and their own strength has basically been finalized.
"High Priest, why don't you rebuild the temple?"
Mo Ying pointed at the ruins and asked curiously.
"Repairing the temple requires special materials from the outside world. Moreover, I think that even if the temple is broken, it can always serve as a warning to future generations not to forget the aliens under the cave and to fight against them bravely."
The old woman explained.
Hearing this, Mo Ying nodded.
"Aying, you came back suddenly, not just to chat with me, an old woman, right?"
The old woman looked at Mo Ying with a smile and saw through her at a glance, "I think you are here for the curse on your face."
Mo Ying pursed her lips tightly and nodded.
"I told you before that after becoming the high priest, you will be able to gain access to the power of the entire Soul Ancient Clan's heroic spirits on our island. It is extremely powerful, but the side effect is that you cannot leave here."
"Once you leave, the mark of the high priest of our Hungu clan will erode your appearance."
The old woman explained patiently.
"But, is there no way?" Mo Ying touched her face. The touch was so delicate that she couldn't let it go.
"Yes." The old woman nodded.
"What method?" Mo Ying was very excited.
"Enter the altar, search for the will of the Hun Ancient Clan, and get its approval and guidance." The old woman turned around and pointed at the damaged altar.
Mo Ying was shocked.
The will of the Hun Ancient Clan is the terrifying will fused by all the soul state practitioners of the Hun Ancient Clan since ancient times who are willing to give up eternal life, and is encapsulated in the small cave world within the altar.
That will is very cold.
To get its recognition and guidance is as difficult as reaching heaven.
"Aying, this is a very dangerous thing. Even if you are willing to give up your identity as the high priest, you will not be able to gain concessions from the will of the Hungu clan. Instead, you will become more severe."
The old woman reminded.
Heart of beauty in everyone.
She was also a beauty back then, and she knew that it was very difficult and heart-breaking for Mo Ying to walk outside with a face full of scars.
Mo Ying stood there, clenching her fists.
She was used to walking around with a face that was unacceptable to others, but in order to pass through the illusion zone on the fifth floor of the practice tower, she had to get rid of the demons in her heart.
And restoring appearance is what Mo Ying thinks of.
Although this may not necessarily lead to passing the fantasy zone, you can try.
"High Priest, I am willing to give it a try."
Finally, Mo Ying made a decision.
The old woman sighed and said after a moment of silence: "Come with me!"
She walked up to the altar.
Mo Ying followed closely.
Boom!
As the old woman tapped a certain location on the altar with her wooden stick, a special wave of light spread out and the two of them disappeared.
In a medium-sized cave world with a radius of ten miles.
All around are endless whirlwinds.
There is a pale golden altar in the center, and an ancient bronze tripod is placed on it, which is filled with pale golden willpower, releasing a faint pressure.
"Who is calling me?"
As the two people arrived, the golden willpower of the bronze tripod surged upwards and transformed into a human shape, looking at them indifferently.
"Respected Will of the Hungu Clan, we are the high priests of the Hungu Clan, and we have come to ask you something."
The old woman bowed.
"What's the matter?" the will of the ancient soul clan asked, with a very cold tone.
"I want to walk outside as a high priest without being affected by the power of the curse." Mo Ying took a step forward and said.
"Scoff!" The Soul Ancient Clan's will suddenly widened its eyes and uttered a strange syllable, seemingly mocking.
"No way?" Mo Ying frowned.
"You have committed a serious crime and don't realize it. You actually try to walk outside as a high priest. Be careful, I will deprive you of the power of the heroic spirit!" The will of the ancient soul clan made a cold voice.
"Uh..." Mo Ying was stunned.
Where do I have the power of heroic spirits?
You can take it away at will.
She thought for a while and was about to speak.
But at this moment, the old woman took the initiative to explain: "Aying is the only one of our Hungu clan who is still truly alive. He is not practicing in the clan, but in an outside star sect called Piaomiao Sect."
"oh?"
The will of the ancient soul clan was surprised, "So, you don't have the power of a heroic spirit, but you have the power of cultivation from the outside world... Well, in this case, it is not impossible to walk outside."
Hearing this, Mo Ying and the old woman looked at each other, feeling surprised.
It seems that there are benefits to practicing outside.
For example: Unrestricted.
"So, how do I break the curse?" Mo Ying asked.
"Pass the Hungu clan's test of fighting alien races, gather nine demon general-level demon elixirs, and activate our Hungu clan's legacy beads. You will be able to walk outside regardless of the power of the curse." The Hungu clan's will said in a deep voice.
"I am willing to accept the test."
Mo Ying pulled out the Flying Sword against the Wind, which was a burst of aura belonging to the first level of the Juyuan Realm, and had a strong foundation. She was an extremely strong person in the same level.
This is due to the auxiliary skills she practiced "Second Sea of Qi", "Nine Revolutions of Heavenly God Technique", "Shuiyang Technique", and Kuai Sword Sword Intent.
"You have such a level of cultivation before you are twenty, not bad!"
The will of the ancient soul clan nodded slightly, and its eyes suddenly burst out with bright golden light, condensing into an arch on the ground.
"This is the door of trial, go in!"
Mo Ying glanced at the old woman, who nodded. Seeing this, Mo Ying took the sword in one hand and made a seal with the other, and stepped into the arch.
This is a wild battlefield.
There are countless caves on the ground, and a strange and terrifying creature is crawling out of them, with cruel eyes in its eyes.
"One of the alien races in the cave, the three-eyed spider!"
Mo Ying stared at the alien and said in a deep voice.
Its total length is ten meters.
The main body is a spider, but it only has three eyes like those of a wild dog, which glow with a cruel light.
Whoosh!
The three-eyed spider came to kill him.
It is at the level of a low-level demon general and is very powerful.
Tear!
Mo Ying was unafraid and used the "Backstab" move to reach behind the three-eyed spider, and then used all her strength to perform sword fighting. The flying sword penetrated the three-eyed spider from behind, then turned back from the front, blinding its eyes.
"Ouch!"
The three-eyed spider roared, roared, and fell down unwillingly.
As the youngest high priest of the Hun Ancient Clan and the only one who is still truly alive, Mo Ying certainly knows the names and weaknesses of various cave aliens.
It is precisely because of her status as a high priest that she knows a lot about spiritual practice and can be called the NPC mentor of Novice Village.
The small cave world in the altar.
The old woman and the will of the ancient soul tribe looked at the scene in front of them and nodded secretly, thinking that Mo Ying's fighting level was very high.
"Is this girl really the last truly living creature of our Hungu Clan?" At this time, the Hungu Clan's Will asked.
"Yes." The old woman nodded.
"Why is this so?" the will of the ancient soul clan asked.
"In that battle ten years ago, we, the soul ancient tribe, paid the tragic price of all death, and finally wiped out the alien king of the cave and sealed the entrance." The old woman explained.
"In this case, this newly appointed high priest must spread the branches and leaves of our Hungu clan and create glory again." The will of the Hungu clan said.
The old woman and tens of thousands of other souls of the Hungu Clan are in the state of souls, unable to leave the island where the Hungu Clan's ancestral home is, nor can they reproduce.
It can be said that Mo Ying is the only seedling of the Hungu Clan.
She must shoulder the heavy responsibility of creating a race.
"A-ying is not a sow, how can she give birth to so many babies?" The old woman's face turned red, "Besides, she doesn't seem to like anyone yet."
"madness!"
The will of the Hungu people hates that iron cannot be made into steel. "Spreading branches and leaves is a long-term solution. Who told you that it can be completed in one generation? After several generations, dozens of generations, won't it be enough?"
"I didn't think carefully." The old woman quickly lowered her head.
At this moment, the secret realm behind the arch.
Mo Ying killed several low-level demon general-level cave alien creatures and collected a lot of demon pills.
She looked at the tall tower in the distance with a solemn expression.
The legacy of the Hun Ancient Clan is at the top of the tower!
And this process made her feel like she had seen it before.