The Soul Carving Spell acts on both the soul and the body at the same time, allowing the relatively weaker one to actively evolve and actively fit with the stronger one.

However, under normal circumstances, it is difficult for the Soul Engraving Spell to take effect, because it must act directly on the soul or body to be effective. In battle, the spiritual power will spread throughout the body, blocking the Soul Engraving Spell. Even if you touch the opponent, you are actually just touching the barrier formed by the spiritual power.

But after a battle, Jira no longer had any extra spiritual power to cover his body, which allowed Cao Yanling's soul carving spell to take effect.

The driving force behind its evolution is the vitality, soul power or special energy of the original owner.

So, when the spell was engraved on Jira and his right arm evolved to match Shalomanda's soul, the already limited spiritual energy in his body was continuously drained away and was now almost completely exhausted.

"In the end, you still lost!"

Cao Yanbing looked down at Jira and slowly raised the Ten-Point Yama in his hand.

Jira, with his strength and determination to fight to the death, can be considered a respectable opponent, but he still remembers that Jira broke Yan Ling's arm and collapsed Yan Ling's chest with one punch. If Yan Ling had not been strong enough, he would have died!

After Cao Yanling died once, Cao Yanbing seemed to become mentally ill!

The ten o'clock Yama was like the death stick of impermanence, falling with the intention of taking lives, but Jira was not afraid, he just watched quietly, and there was even a hint of expectation deep in his eyes.

Are you relieved? Although I am very reluctant!

But... I hope you can defeat them!

boom--

The spear blocked the falling life-threatening object. Although it was pitch black, it carried the hope of life.

"Are you so murderous today?" Cao Yanling frowned. In her impression, Cao Yanbing was always a person with a "womanly kindness".

"He almost killed you!" An angry roar sounded, and the ten points of Yama power in his hand increased a little more.

Cao Yanling was stunned for a moment, but he still did not retract his spear. He stared blankly at Cao Yanbing's ferocious face and spoke slowly.

"elder brother!"

The familiar voice and the unfamiliar name struck Cao Yanbing's brain like a shocking shock, making him dazed and the strength in his hands weakened a little!

"Adjust your mindset..."

As they are related by blood, and with the perception of the Soul-Eating Pregnancy, Cao Yanling can clearly feel Cao Yanbing's psychology.

"We were born on the same day, have you forgotten?"

It was still a familiar voice, but the words in it left Cao Yanbing confused.

"We are the same age and we are both adults!"

The dim sunlight shone through the smoke and clouds onto the two people, allowing Cao Yanbing to see the face that was almost exactly the same as his own.

A gentle smile appeared on that face for the first time, and the indifference in his eyes turned into an emotion as warm as the sun yet difficult to describe.

"We are all independent individuals with our own lives, and we will each go our separate ways and take different paths.

We are destined to be separated!"

Cao Yanling's sudden smile disappeared, revealing the arrogance of Cao Yanbing.

“So, Cao Yanling!

Put away your childish attitude!

We are brothers, brothers who help each other, not burdens to each other!

understand? "

As Cao Yanbing heard every word, it was as if he saw a child gradually approaching him. When he looked closely, he found that he was as tall as himself... his younger brother!

Brothers who help each other! Burden!

"Nonsense! It's my turn to teach you, your brother!"

Cao Yanbing put away the ten Yama swords, turned around abruptly and walked towards the attic.

"Then it's up to you!"

With his back to Cao Yanling, Cao Yanbing strode forward, unable to hide the smile on his face.

As Cao Yanbing moved away, the clouds dissipated and the dim sunlight completely spread out. Under the sunlight, one person strode forward while another stood proudly!

"Brother Yan Ling, where are Cao Yanbing's men?"

As soon as Cao Yanbing entered the attic, Xia Ling, Bei Luo and Yan Fengzha came rushing over from a distance.

"I'm in. You guys go in too. I'll be there in a moment."

Cao Yanling pointed in the direction of the attic entrance. The three of them looked at Jira on the ground and hurriedly followed in.

Only after the three men disappeared from sight did Cao Yanling look at Jira and stretch out his left hand.

"Why don't you kill me?" Jira looked at the hand in front of him, but did not shake it, and spoke in surprise.

"Honglian is my friend. He said you are his friend." The calm words startled Jira.

"Then we are friends too!"

Friends? Is that so?!

Jira thought of what Honglian said when he left, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. He held the hand of the person in front of him with his only remaining left hand and stood up suddenly.

"But when you and Cao Yanbing attacked, you didn't treat me as a friend!"

Jira looked at his empty right hand, feeling somewhat helpless, but fortunately the fire-eating lizard did not explode along with his right arm and was still in his spiritual world.

"You, must be Cao Yanling! Turns out you're not dead!"

Cao Yanling's mask had already fallen off in the battle. Looking at the face that was exactly the same as Cao Yanbing's, Jira couldn't help but smile when he thought of the increasingly chaotic underworld in the future.

"In a battle, it's inevitable to get excited." Cao Yanling smiled awkwardly and mobilized the vitality of the spiritual dew, turning it into green mist to wrap around Jira's right side.

"Honglian told me about your situation. What are your plans for the future?"

Cao Yanling's words made Jira stunned again.

Are you planning? Wait... die...

"I can feel the desire in your heart."

"Desire?" Geela frowned.

"Yes, desire!"

The mental magic in Cao Yanling's hand flickered, and with the help of the Soul-Devouring Pregnancy, he had achieved the effect of reading minds.

"Yearning for freedom, yearning for power, yearning to keep up with their footsteps and defeat fear..." Cao Yanling pointed in the direction of the ancient building.

"Even, I long for the power I just displayed!"

"Are you...are you a devil?"

Jira retreated violently, breaking free from the green mist, and his arm seemed to have returned to its original state. His thoughts were all revealed, and Jira was extremely flustered.

"But you're still afraid."

Cao Yanling changed the subject and walked directly towards the attic.

"I can set you free, give you power, defeat your fear, and pursue the truth..."

Cao Yanling's words kept echoing in the air, but his figure had disappeared from sight. Jira stared blankly at the empty front.

In the attic, Cao Yanbing and others had long disappeared, leaving only a stone door with a barrier and three piles of rubble.

“Is this the entrance to the Luhua Ancient Building?”

Cao Yanling touched the stone gate of the barrier and felt the power within it.

"But don't they wait for their own?"

He shook his head helplessly, but he did not go in directly. He still wanted to analyze the barrier of the Luhua Ancient Tower and wait for Jira at the same time, hoping that his recruitment would work.

Kick, tap, tap—

Irregular footsteps sounded, particularly loud in the quiet attic.

"You're here!" Cao Yanling smiled.

"coming!"

As if lame, Jira dragged one leg and slowly approached.

"Is this a curse?"

Cao Yanling looked at Jira's petrified right leg, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Well! Let's go in first, the attic will disappear soon. Also, give me a hand, this stone door will collapse in a moment after a living creature enters, we have to enter at the same time." Jira said.

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