Su Lang's expression changed, "Wait a minute, I'll send a message to ask."
It was the first time he had heard of soul fire.
Therefore, in order to prevent Huangfu Qin from making troubles, first ask Yan Xingxing first.
Su Lang contacted Yan Xingxing by sending the jade card.
"Master Yan Xingxing, what is the soul fire?"
"Su Lang! What's going on with you? The soul fire is the core of the soul that can only be condensed by the god-level and above powerhouses. Once the soul fire is mastered, life and death"
"It turned out to be something that can only be condensed by a god-level powerhouse. No wonder I haven't heard of it."
"Su Lang! Why are you asking this!?"
"It's like this, Huangfuqin surrendered, he said to hand over the soul fire to me, Lord Yan Xingxing, what is the soul fire like? What is the submission process like"
"What!! Huangfuqin actually surrendered!? Oh my God! Really? This is really incredible! I can't believe it at all! Haha, the dawn of our human race has finally arrived! Yoho!!"
"By the way, the heart fire of the soul is a golden light point forced out from between the eyebrows, the process is"
"Oh, I see"
Just looking at the text messages Yan Xingxing replied, Su Lang could imagine how excited he was!
Of course, Su Lang himself was super excited!
"Okay, I'm done asking!"
Su Lang smiled at Huangfu Qin, "Give me your soul fire, but don't use any tricks."
"What else can I do"
Huangfuqin sighed, then closed his eyes tightly, and a burst of light gradually rose between his brows.
This light is flake-shaped, as if shining from an invisible crack.
Immediately afterwards, amidst Huangfuqin's painful expression, a golden spot of light forced out from between his eyebrows, and slowly flew towards Su Lang.
Su Lang became extremely vigilant, checked the golden light spot over and over again, and only took it into his hand after confirming that it was exactly in line with what Yan Xingxing said.
Immediately, Su Lang put the golden spot between his eyebrows again, wrapped it with spiritual power, and pulled it into the sea of ??consciousness.
The golden light spot easily entered Su Lang's sea of ??consciousness, and then changed for a while, forming a phantom whose silhouette looked very similar to Huangfu Qin's, sitting silently crossed under the white halo.
Su Lang could clearly feel that there was a faint emotion on this phantom.
Once Huangfuqin has a different heart, he will know immediately!
If this phantom is killed, Huangfuqin will die directly!
"Well! There is no problem, you are smart."
After checking many times, Su Lang finally showed a satisfied smile, "From now on, you can call me the master."
"Yes, my lord!"
A generation of quasi-sage Huangfuqin bowed his knees and saluted Su Lang respectfully.
So far, the war between the Human Race and the Wind Spirit Race has come to an end!
"Okay, let's issue a truce order."
"If it is a second slower, we will lose a lot of fighters."
Su Lang smiled lightly, and while speaking, he also sent a message to Yan Xingxing, asking him to cease fighting with the Wind Spirit Clan.
After Huangfuqin was ordered, he also issued a truce order.
On the blue star.
The main battlefield under the rift in time and space is full of ruins and corpses everywhere!
Countless warriors and fierce beasts meleeed together, like crazy, killing a bloody hurricane, life and death!
Because the human race has Yan Xingxing, a powerful god of war, to help them, the warriors and beasts of the Fengling tribe suffer a large number of casualties almost every second.
The warriors of the Wind Spirit Tribe kept retreating, almost desperate.
But at this moment, Yan Xingxing roared with the power of a warrior:
"The quasi-sage of the Fengling tribe has surrendered to Su Lang, the god of war of our tribe, and the Fengling tribe has surrendered. Everyone obeys the order, cease fighting! Retreat!"
"What!?"
"The quasi-sage of the Fengling tribe has surrendered to Su Lang, the warrior god of our tribe!?"
"Damn, is this a dream? That's a quasi-sage, and he surrendered!"
"Su Lang Martial God is too strong, so what if he even kills the five great Martial Gods, quasi-sage, he is not yet at the level of Martial Gods, so it is reasonable to surrender!"
"Hahahaha! Our human race has won! Two thousand years have passed! Our human race has not only not been wiped out, but has defeated the mighty Wind Spirit Race!"
""After the initial disbelief, the human warriors shouted with joy, and then retreated from the battle.
However, the warriors of the Wind Spirit Tribe were stunned! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com