It was hard to believe that the soul with only one head left was still stubbornly trying to devour the other party, and Zhang Xiaohan watched this unimaginable scene in surprise.

Finally, the wide open mouth also disappeared into the other party's mouth, and it was completely swallowed into the other party's body, and the strong soul seemed to be satisfied, and the figure was a little more solid, and the color was a little heavier.

It turns out that souls can also feed on each other.

The soul of the melee in the soul banner was almost one-third less under everyone's food, Zhang Xiaohan compared the soul that absorbed the aura, and there was still a lot of lack in color, but the fierce Cheng dù ...... Well, it's hard to compare, those four souls are honestly sitting cross-legged, this one can't be compared.

Do you let them devour each other, or do you sacrifice now? After all, it is the soul of the ancient immortals, and their cultivation during their lifetime must not be low, so it is not appropriate to lose it like this.

If you absorb some aura, your body is condensed, and then you devour each other, maybe you will get a stronger soul than you have now.

The aura in the soul banner continued to decrease, and Zhang Xiaohan gave instructions to the four souls that absorbed the aura, and the four souls stopped absorbing the aura, and their movements were still a little dazed.

Zhang Xiaohan was slightly happy in his heart, as long as the soul absorbed a certain amount of aura, he would be able to control them, at least in the soul flag, he could also make them follow some simple instructions.

Zhang Xiaohan didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her thoughts, nor did she feel that her thoughts were quietly changing, her heart was becoming stronger little by little, her personality was also quietly changing, and her heart was much harder than in her previous life.

The mind quickly thought about the remaining souls and passed on the commands.

The spirits seemed a little irritable.

Something seems to be influencing them. Make them unwilling or reluctant to accept instructions.

Zhang Xiaohan frowned slightly, and suddenly noticed those rodent insects in a corner, those rodent insects gathered together, densely, Zhang Xiaohan's divine thoughts touched and smiled.

No wonder those spirits stopped attacking them and turned to kill each other, but it was the credit of these spirit worms. Zhang Xiaohan didn't know that without his own orders, these spirit worms could also send out illusions to control these souls.

It turns out that the soul in the soul banner also has thoughts and can communicate.

A smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Xiaohan's mouth, it was really a strange insect, no, it was really a strange flag.

The divine thought passed over, and under another command, the spirit worms stirred.

The remaining seventy or so souls were a little quieter, and more than a dozen of them were a little heavier. These more than ten souls seemed extremely disobedient.

The lighter the soul and the weaker the soul, the easier it is to accept commands.

Zhang Xiaohan intensified his control, and soon, these souls quieted down.

Probably because the taste of the aura is more delicious than the taste of each other. Tasted the aura. The soul banner finally fell completely silent, Zhang Xiaohan breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to transmit spiritual energy to the soul flag, now what she has to do is to feed these souls.

The aura was rapidly decreasing, and Zhang Xiaohan was engrossed in urging the spiritual power in his body. Constantly replenishing the consumption of spiritual energy in the soul flag.

During this period, Zhang Xiaohan also issued an order to control the weaker souls to stop absorbing the aura, and the order soon took effect, and Zhang Xiaohan was relieved.

The power of the soul banner turned out to be so huge.

As long as the aura of the period is absorbed, the soul is considered to have been sacrificed. It's not at all what I thought I had to suck to my heart's content, alas. The power of the soul banner is so great, how could that Ling Feng, the ancient immortal Ling Feng, be killed by someone?

Zhang Xiaohan quickly retracted his thoughts, and his mind focused on the consumption of aura.

The aura was consumed too quickly, with less than one-third left, and Zhang Xiaohan didn't dare to let the aura in the soul banner be completely consumed, so he could only let more and more souls stop absorbing the aura.

After comparing for a while, Zhang Xiaohan was frustrated to find that if the aura in the soul banner was equal, he could only maintain the absorption of two souls, so Zhang Xiaohan had to choose, leaving only the soul that looked the strongest.

Zhang Xiaohan sat in the white mist, forgetting the time, his cultivation was quietly growing, and the soul in the soul banner was constantly changing.

The darker the color of the soul, the closer the connection with Zhang Xiaohan's mind became, and I don't know how long it took, finally, the color of the two souls became denser, and the aura in the soul banner was no longer consumed.

With a slight movement of their minds, the two souls no longer absorbed the aura and opened their eyes, as if there were whirlpools in the place of their eyes.

Confused for a moment, then they stood up inside the flag, staring at each other, as if reminiscing, and amazed at their current state.

Then they saw the other spirits around them, and their dark faces were full of anger, sadness, and bewilderment.

The soul still has a mind.

Zhang Xiaohan looked at the souls in the soul flag, and there was some unbearability in his heart, if there was no memory, they were just walking corpses, living in the soul flag, or being eaten by other souls, it was just a black shadow, but with memories and thoughts, they were also "people", but they lost their bodies.

After hesitating for a while, Zhang Xiaohan still tried to communicate.

"Soul," Zhang Xiaohan chose one of the souls: "Do you remember what happened before?" ”

Although Zhang Xiaohan controlled the soul banner and could force the soul to obey her orders, he could not read the thoughts of these souls.

"Soul?" As if unfamiliar with this title, the spirit raised its head to find the source of the voice: "Who are you?" Where are you holding us? ”

"Is it detention? If you still have a memory, you should be able to recall what happened before, or something more represented. Zhang Xiaohan didn't take coercive measures, she hoped to communicate with these souls, she wanted to understand the formation outside, and wanted to know more about what happened in ancient times.

The message from the soul was painful, and it seemed to understand its situation.

Zhang Xiaohan slightly increased some instructions, this is a kind of command that requires the other party to obey, the soul is probably the cause of sadness, and there is no resistance, or there is no idea of resistance.

"We are all monks of the Dan Sect, and we have all been planted with soul marks." The sad voice of the soul echoed in Zhang Xiaohan's mind, and she seemed to have seen a tragic scene in ancient times.

They were all monks of the Danzong in the ancient era, and they were all monks in the Yuan infant stage, and when they were still in the foundation building period, they were planted with soul marks for many reasons and became slaves of the master.

Under the soul mark, they can't disobey any instructions, except for cultivation, cultivation, and they are also willing to cultivate, looking forward to the day when their cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds, and they will get rid of the constraints of the soul mark.

It wasn't until one day, driven by the soul imprint, that they sat in that formation that they understood the reason why they were planted with the soul imprint.

After the formation was running, each of them endured all kinds of pain, and the flesh and blood of their bodies and the aura and essence were slowly extracted.

What kind of pain is that, they are like experiencing inhumanity, this way not only acts on the body, but also in the depths of the soul, watching their essence being extracted little by little, watching death come little by little, but even death they can't control themselves.

First the shriveled flesh until the flesh could no longer bear it, and then the Yuan Infant, all the extractions were only for the monk on the central array altar of the formation, the monk in the late stage of the transformation of the gods.

Zhang Xiaohan heard about Yuanying for the first time, but she just listened quietly and did not interrupt the soul's narration, and the soul's tone was very calm, as if she was not talking about her own experience, but someone else's.

The body is dead, but as a monk in the primordial infancy, their souls can still reside on the primordial infant, and their primordial soul is preserved in the primordial infant, and the primordial infant itself still has spirituality.

But even the Yuan Infant was not spared, and the Yuan Infant that they had worked hard to cultivate for half a lifetime was also stripped away little by little, and in the end, only the resentful soul remained.

The long torture, the unwilling torture, followed by endless restraint, their physical bodies died, the Yuan Infant also died, but the soul was still confined in the formation, watching their own dead body.

At this time, they realized that from the day they planted the soul imprint, they gave it to the monk in the middle of the altar in order to help him enter the cultivation stage for today, in order to dedicate the flesh and blood of the whole body, as well as cultivation.

The soul narrated extremely calmly, but Zhang Xiaohan could still feel their helplessness and sorrow, and this soul no longer even asked Zhang Xiaohan about its current situation, it seemed to understand that it was once again accused.

Above the god is the cultivation of the god, and the promotion of the cultivation of the god is extremely difficult, otherwise there is no need for such an evil-evil formation.

Zhang Xiaohan was very surprised by her own calmness, she was extremely calm when she heard such a tragic thing, there was no half wave in her heart, and she was only thinking about the realm above the gods.

When did your heart become so cold? Or do you just treat the other person as a prey, not a human being?

Zhang Xiaohan's mind was briefly confused, and she soon retracted this idea.

After learning what needs to be understood, Zhang Xiaohan is a little overwhelmed.

If these souls have never thought before, Zhang Xiaohan will naturally have no worries when they are driven, but they have been warmed by the aura, and they have clearly restored their original thinking, except for the body, they are no different from ordinary people, let Zhang Xiaohan drive these people, treat these people as her thugs, her slaves, Zhang Xiaohan still can't bear it.

After all, they are human beings, they were human beings in their lifetime, and they just lack human bodies.

The spirit did not tell his original name, and even after a brief telling, did not ask about his current situation, as if accepting the injustice of fate to him.

It's just that Zhang Xiaohan can still feel the unwillingness in the depths of his thinking.

They are not willing to be resigned to the past and the unknown present, and no one is willing to be a slave to others, especially monks. RO