Xiao Yan travels to Douluo

In the endless mountains, the fluctuations in mental power caused by Xiao Yan gradually calmed down and returned to the peace and quiet of the past.

His figure has disappeared. A blue cone composed entirely of blue silver grass stands there, four to five meters high, occupying a radius of more than ten meters. It does not even have a little popularity. Does Xiao Yan still exist?

As time passed, pieces of bluesilver grass detached from the top, and the blue cone gradually became smaller and disappeared.

When it reached about two meters, the changes stopped. The sun rose and set, and the light and shadow changed. Can Xiao Yan still find his will and soul?

Outside the mountains, Tang Hao's eyes were red, and the connection between his bloodlines was gradually weakening, like a candle in the ice and snow, which was completely extinguished when the cold wind swept by.

The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand gradually turned red, and the No. 90-year-old spirit ring was spinning faster and faster. After waiting for so many days, he was about to reach his mental limit.

"Give me back!" Tang Hao shouted, his seventh soul ring lit up, and his martial soul avatar was used, and he smashed towards the blue figure who looked like A Yin in front of him.

Haotian Douluo struck in anger, nearly a hundred meters in radius was destroyed, the ground cracked and turned, just like an earthquake, all living creatures died in an instant, and a yellow scar suddenly appeared on the green mountain forest, which was extremely ugly.

"He integrated into the tribe voluntarily, we did not force him!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Tang Hao shouted angrily, looking at the blue figure that reappeared, and threatened, "If something goes wrong with my son, I will definitely make this place public and let humans completely destroy your tribe."

"There is an angel god's mark in his soul. If we had forced him, he would have awakened long ago." He continued to explain.

Then the tone suddenly became harsh, and the color of the world changed. All the surrounding plants suddenly became aware and stretched out their branches towards Tang Hao, and their vitality gradually became stronger.

"Hmph!" Tang Hao said disdainfully and stepped on the ground to communicate with the power of the earth.

But at the next moment, panic appeared in his eyes, he failed, and the communication with the earth was blocked.

"All life here is under our orders, and you are still far away! Even if the angel god's mark is activated, it doesn't really matter!"

"You!" Tang Hao was blocked and couldn't say a word.

"If he returns to the clan, you must have hatred in your heart, so just stay here forever!" The blue figure said without sadness or joy, as if taking down Tang Hao was a piece of cake.

As soon as these words came out, Tang Hao's breath was stagnant. He felt that the soles of his feet were floating, and he stepped on cotton. His strength was constantly losing, and he was resisted by the world. He didn't even have a firm idea of ​​resistance in his heart.

"Life force, what kind of god is it?"

"you do not need to know."

The next moment, the blue figure suddenly turned into a little girl, with surprise on her face, and she lost her voice, "With your own will and spirit, you can resist the spiritual assimilation of the entire ethnic group."

Tang Hao was overjoyed, "It's okay, great!"

He pouted and muttered, "Huh, if it weren't for the emperor's bloodline and the seal of the Angel God, I wouldn't be facing passive assimilation."

For Xiao Yan, the ten days or so in reality lasted dozens of times longer, constantly pulling against the collective consciousness of the entire Blue Silver Grass soul beast group. During this process, the mental power was tempered and the soul was strengthened. Polished and completely transformed.

He slowly opened his eyes, which were filled with confusion, like a newly born child. His memory was confused in the process. Part of it was integrated into the collective consciousness, and part of it was filled by the history of the forest. It has become a mess, and we have to wait for adjustments and repairs.

He waved his arms, raised his feet, and walked away from the bluesilver grass surrounding his body. He looked around and saw that the surroundings were filled with familiar feelings. He listened to the call in his heart and walked toward the interior of the forest.

Along the way, the number of Bluesilver Grass soul beasts gradually increased, and their strength and cultivation level increased significantly. Many of them were at the ten thousand-year level, but every soul beast swayed its branches and leaves to welcome the return of the emperor's bloodline.

Finally, Xiao Yan came to the center of the forest, and what came into view was a huge tree, towering into the clouds.

The trunk of the tree is straight, perhaps tens of thousands of meters high. It is covered with blue silver grass, with countless butterflies and birds flying among it. The canopy blocks out the sky and the sun, and it is visually estimated to be dozens of kilometers in diameter.

Xiao Yan came to the bottom of the tree trunk, and a little girl made of blue light and shadow stood there.

"Hello, royal bloodline!"

"Hello!" Xiao Yan replied blankly, his mouth and nose barely moving. Except for his pupils turning a little, he was completely like a puppet.

"What's your purpose here?"

Xiao Yan stopped there, lost in thought. He vaguely remembered having an idea, but he couldn't remember it.

"Sorry, I forgot."

"Don't rush, take your time, you can stay here forever."

Xiao Yan didn't say anything, his eyelids drooped, and he lowered his head, as if he acquiesced to his suggestion. Just when his eyes were filled with joy, he heard this sentence, "I'm very urgent. I'm afraid that I will forget about myself after a while." Forget about it."

The blue light and shadow changed, showing the image of a beautiful middle-aged woman, and asked softly, "Why don't you forget? Stay here with me!"

Xiao Yan shook his head and asked, "Can you help me remember it?"

"You need to get your memory back by yourself! I can stay here waiting for you!"

"Well, let's do it!"

Time passed, and Xiao Yan decided to live here. He found a "high ground", leaned against trees on three sides, spoke on one side, and stretched out his right hand, but nothing happened.

"Hey, something's wrong!" Xiao Yan said to himself, standing there motionless, stretching out his right hand from time to time, but the soul guide didn't respond at all, so naturally he couldn't take out the tent or other objects.

He stood like this dryly for three hours, until the sun set, and the surrounding area was illuminated by the shimmering light produced by the leaves of the blue silver grass.

The blue figure blew a gentle breath, and bluesilver grass began to grow around Xiao Yan's feet again, gradually spreading upwards. His ankles, knees, thighs, etc. slowly disappeared, and then the person disappeared again. But even so, it's okay I saw a bare hand, stretching forward from time to time, palm facing up, but the skin had turned blue.

Tang Hao in the distance became anxious again, his eyes widened angrily, "What did you do to the mistress again?"

"No, it's just that I can't find myself again. Although I was not assimilated by us in the end, after being in contact for so long, my self has been hidden deep in the soul. If it were not for the protection of the angel god's mark, I would have long..."

Tang Hao had no choice but to clenched his fists and silently prayed for Xiao Yan in his heart.

In Wuhun City, Qian Renxue was sitting in front of the statue of the Angel God, motionless for a month.

The Angel God's Mark can only play a passive protective role for Xiao Yan. The other party has no malicious intent and cannot be activated at all. She can do nothing but keep calling him through the Angel God's Mark, hoping that her lover can find herself.

Thousands of miles away, it is the relic of the God of Life. It is not a place where the Angel God can forcibly intervene. The other party has already given enough face by allowing it to develop naturally for the sake of the Angel God's mark.

Everything can only be done by Xiao Yan himself!