The Demonic King Chases His Wife

Just at this moment, a bulb lit up in Ancestor Mo’s cumbersome brain. He remembered that black crystal ball of his.

Although he himself didn’t know why he would do something like collecting souls at that time, but he faintly thought that those black aura was a great replenishment food. Although it wasn’t as tasty as that loathsome girl’s blood, but, with difficulty, it could barely satisfy his belly. For origınal chapters go to novel⁂fire.net

Now, Ancestor Mo felt his soul being attacked, so without thinking, he took out the crystal ball.

Ancestor Mo’s large and coarse palm gripped the crystal ball.

Immediately, one after another, black threads came from his palm and entered his body.

It was only one or two threads in the beginning, towards the end, it was one or two hundred threads, rushing into Ancestor Mo’s body in a steady flow.

Ancestor Mo’s face was stamped with ecstasy.

Because he could actually feel that every black-colored thread contained a tiny bit of soul energy.

Although the soul energy contained in these black-colored threads were tiny, but there were so many of them ah, a full million threads of soul energy ah!