Deity of the whole people: Altar of the Three Spirits of Heroic Spirits, Undead Demon God

During this period, another five "stars" fell.

One of them barely fell within Wu Feng's field of vision.

Only then did Wu Feng see everything clearly.

Under his gaze, the pupil fell into a flower bud like a shooting star.

After a while, it appeared again.

But the difference from before is when the pupil appears.

A holy white light appeared behind him.

Wu Feng was all too familiar with the aura on the white light.

This is the breath of the soul.

At this moment, countless guesses flashed through Wu Feng's mind.

But they were all denied because of insufficient information.

But there is one thing Wu Feng can confirm.

If there are people in that bud, it's probably more ominous than ominous.

Is this what Tombs of the Dawn means?

Wu Feng looked back at the buds under his body.

Immediately felt a chill.

He is now in the grave.

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"Ah...... I'm so annoying." In a certain unknown void, Ye Yi let out a piercing growl while holding a student in one hand.

Hua Xingyu covered his ears helplessly.

However, Hua Xingyu felt much better when he saw Huayu's sister who was close at hand.

They are both lucky.

It didn't take long for Ye Yi to search along the traces, and found the two of them.

Although there was a fight with the avatar aggregate of Liming Shengtong.

But Ye Yi still got his wish and brought the two of them out.

However, the legendary landlord of the heavy building somewhat refreshed Hua Xingyu's cognition.

Since saving them, this one has been complaining about this and that.

The whole thing is a chatterbox.

But neither Hua Xingyu nor the worried Huayu sister dared to speak.

"You go in first!" Ye Yi might also feel that it is a bit troublesome to carry two people.

Without waiting for the two to answer, he directly threw them into his own domain.

Chapter 277 The Lost Soul

I do not know how long it has been.

Wu Feng has never felt that time is so difficult.

During this period, he saw no less than ten "stars" fall.

Wu Feng guessed that every falling "star" means the loss of a soul.

This is not unfounded speculation.

Because Wu Feng could clearly feel that the souls that were taken away were filled with the same aura as the Holy Pupil of Liming.

Just when Wu Feng was thinking hard about countermeasures.

The whole sky suddenly went dark.

It wasn't something that suddenly covered the sky.

Nor is it night.

Instead, those "stars" shining with holy light all closed their eyes.

At the moment when these "stars" closed their eyes.

Wu Feng breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.

And at this time, an awkward abyss language suddenly sounded.

"Welcome, newcomer!"

The person who said this was the one from the Ahqiu tribe who was closest to Wu Feng.

Obviously, he also knew that Wu Feng could not understand his own language.

"Hello!" Wu Feng also spoke in Abyss language.

Although this person is a hostile camp.

But in the current situation, there is no distinction between hostility and non-hostility.

Looking at Wu Feng's appearance as a rational enemy.

The Ahqiu clansman also breathed a sigh of relief.

The time he stayed here was not short.

Encountered a lot of fools.

Obviously, Wu Feng is not in this list.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Ajie, from the Qiu tribe."

Wu Feng turned over and landed on the bud.

As for why you dare to do this.

Because Wu Feng saw many people coming out of the buds.

Clearly, the crisis is over.

"Wu Feng, the human race in the main world." Wu Feng said to Ah Jie who also turned over and fell to the ground.

Just when Wu Feng was about to ask for some information.

Ah Jie's somewhat collapsed nose suddenly loosened twice.

Looking at Wu Feng's eyes instantly lit up.

Wu Feng immediately became vigilant.

Seeing this, Ah Jie hurriedly smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, are you a soul scholar?"

Wu Feng didn't react at first.

But he quickly figured out what the other party meant.

The soul scholar Ah Jie mentioned should mean someone who practices the law of the soul.

Looking at Ah Jie's expectant eyes, Wu Feng still nodded slightly.

He could tell that although Ah Jie's eyes were hot, there was no malice.

Seeing Wu Feng nodding, Ah Jie screamed excitedly.

But he hurriedly covered his mouth!

"Brother, oh no! My lord, please come to my house as a guest, and I will explain everything I know to you."

But Wu Feng shook his head, pointed to the flower bud behind him and said, "Go to my house!"

In the absence of specific information, Wu Feng must maintain the most basic vigilance.

Although Wu Feng felt it was awkward to compare this "grave" to a writer.

"My lord, follow your will."

Although I don't know anything about this world.

But Wu Feng felt that these buds should be something like a safe house.

And the flower bud where he landed was the only place he felt safe.

But judging from Ah Jie's behavior of entering the flower bud without any shyness.

It seems that the buds are not exclusive.

But it is true, although there are many flower buds in the wilderness.

But Wu Feng found that most of them were empty.

Or it was indeed inhabited before, but now!

Wu Feng couldn't help but think of those souls taken away by "stars".

.................

"You mean, we are all nourishment!"

Wu Feng stared at Ah Jie with an ugly expression.

Wish he could explain all this in more detail.

"Yes, my lord. While the flower buds are protecting us, they are also assimilating us. Those souls that have been taken away have been completely lost, and these are the nourishment, or food, that lord needs most!"

"Why do you respect me so much?" Wu Feng asked another crucial question.

Wu Feng didn't notice it at first, but now Wu Feng can confirm it.

This Ah Jie, who has always been respectful to him, is actually a real god.

However, like the gods of the inner world, there is also a strong suppression of ordinary gods here.

This is also the main reason why Wu Feng didn't notice it at first.

"My lord, you are a soul scholar! Here, only a soul scholar can guarantee that you will never get lost, and can also help others purify their souls. So, my lord, I beg you to help me. I am willing to give my loyalty!" Ah! Jie looked begging.

"Are soul scholars rare here?"

"It's rare. So far, there are only two in the whole wilderness, and you are the third."

"Then why don't you join them?"

"They look down on me!" A trace of embarrassment flashed across Ah Jie's face.

Ah Jie didn't hide it either.

He knew that only a sincere attitude could win the favor of this lord.

This is his only chance.

Although he is a true god, his soul will not be weak.

But he is very clear that in a hundred years at most, he will definitely get lost.

This is also the fate of the vast majority of perishers.

They will eventually become his food.

And the only one who has the hope of reversing all this is the Soul Scholar.

But it is a pity that even if a soul scholar can help people evolve their souls, they are still powerless.

So the number of people sheltered by these adults will not be too many.

Ah Jie, who is just a low-level true god with low strength, of course cannot enjoy this limited quota.

But it's different now.

Wu Feng is Ah Jie's hope.

Chapter 278 Assimilation, Elimination