Chapter 1645: Mysterious voice

"Bei Huan, I must have slaughtered you this time!" Fengchen Shennian found that there is a breath of nothing in the southeast of the demon world. This breath is extremely unstable, sometimes strong and weak, and Fengchen judges, very May be Beihuan this mess.
Then, the overwhelming divine spirit extended towards the southeast.
"No! Why is he here?" Bei Huan felt that the tens of thousands of circles around him were covered by Feng Chen's thoughts, and his brows were twisted into a Sichuan word.
He was injured at the moment. Wan Wan was not Feng Chen's opponent. Although the other party could not kill himself, he was afraid that Feng Chen would suppress him.
Bei Huan didn't think much about it, and immediately performed a teleportation to escape.
"Boom ..." The next moment, the mountain where Bei Huan was was smashed by Feng Chen on the spot, and was directly cut off by Feng Chen.
"Bei Huan, can you escape?" Bei Huan just moved out instantly, and Feng Chen's angry and murderous voice came from his ear.
"Feng Chen, talk less, you can kill me if you have the skills!" Bei Huan refused to show weakness and immediately counterattacked.
"If you give me three days, this seat will definitely set you back!"
"Bei Huan, what a big dream for your mother, I must have killed you today!"
Feng Chen's voice fell, and the tenth style of the "Fairy Sword" of Jixianjianjue was immediately displayed. A fiery arc of light penetrated the sky and blasted northward.
"Well ..." The might of this sword split Beihuan into two halves with an indomitable trend, but less than three breaths, Beihuan's figure reunited again.
"Feng Chen, you can't kill me!" Bei Huan laughed loudly.
"The deity can't kill you now, it doesn't mean that I can't kill you in the future. With your current strength, if I want to suppress you, there must be no problem!"
Feng Chen said, carrying a teleportation with a break, and chasing north Huan.
The two have been chasing after me like this before, and the distance between the two has remained about a thousand feet.
After half an hour passed, Bei Huan was chopped by Feng Chen and split more than ten swords. Each sword split Bei Huan into two halves, but less than three breaths, Bei Huan condensed his body again. come out.
"I see how long you can hold on!" Feng Chen gave a low sigh, Bei Huan was destroyed by himself more than ten times, and his own strength has been greatly reduced.
If you come a few more times, it is only a matter of time to catch up with Bei Huan.
"Damn!" Bei Huan yelled, Feng Chen didn't give him any time to recover at all, and sword after sword slashed towards himself. Bei Huan couldn't resist, only watching the sword gas split himself In half.
"If you want to kill him, I can help you!" Suddenly, a deep voice sounded in the sea of ​​Beihuansi.
"Who?" Bei Huan was startled, and his expression became very serious.
"Don't be nervous, I'm not your enemy!" There was a slight disdain and contempt in this mysterious voice.
"Who the are you? Without telling the truth, there is a way for you to be honest!" This mysterious voice came from knowing the sea, and Bei was startled, quickly thinking about looking inward, and found nothing. What's strange.
"Don't worry, I'm just a trace of a remnant soul attached to the body of the magic blade. I have no threat to you at all!" The owner of this mysterious voice was silent for about five breaths before slowly speaking.
"Residual soul? Magic Blade? What is Magic Blade?" Bei Huan asked seriously.
"Ha ha, the magic blade is the magic dragon scepter and the core of the magic core in your mouth. When these two weapons are combined into one, it is the magic blade!"
"You don't have much time to think about. If you want to escape the pursuit of your enemy, and you don't want to be suppressed by your enemy, you may consider working with me. At present, only I can help you!"
The mysterious voice continued to urge.
"Huh!" Bei Huan snorted coldly, taking advantage of the moment when he was struck by God, Feng Chen's sword had swept behind him, without any accident, Bei Huan was split in half again.
"Although you have achieved immortality, your injuries are too serious. You can't escape the repression of your enemies for at least an hour, you ..."
"Shut up for me! Dare to say a word to this seat, believe it or not, this place has swallowed you now!" Bei Huan was furious, if this voice did not appear, he would not have been a sword again.
"Swallow me? Oh, you can give it a try!" On the contrary, Bei Huan's threat didn't do much to the opponent.
In the next half hour, because Bei Huan was seriously injured, he slowed down a lot in the speed of teleportation. At this moment, the distance between Feng Chen and Bei Huan was controlled within 500 feet.
It used to take only three breaths to reunite the body, but now it takes ten breaths. Bei Huan knows that if it goes on like this, it will be sooner or later to be suppressed by the dust.
"How? Think about it?" The mysterious voice reappeared in Beihua's sea of ​​knowledge. This time, Beihuan did not immediately scold each other, but spoke slowly after calming down for a moment: "Why do you help I?"
"No, no, I'm not helping you, but I'm helping myself! If you were suppressed by the Chou family, wouldn't I be the same? I don't want to be dark again because of your reasons. I said so, do you understand?"
After Bei Huan heard it, his inner alertness was slightly relaxed. Indeed, if he was suppressed or sealed by Feng Chen, wouldn't the residual soul in his body be followed by the sealed seal.
"What do I need to do?" Bei Huan's remarks undoubtedly agreed.
"Hehe, you will find that you made a wise choice! You don't need to do anything, you don't need to control anything, I will control your body temporarily, you don't have to resist. Afterwards, I will Sleep for a while, and when you do, find me more monks to let me devour! "
"Huh! Low-level demon repairs also dare to honor in front of the god, if the is not in a state of remnants, how can you make you so disrespectful in front of the god!" The owner of this mysterious voice said secretly.
"Okay! No problem!" As everyone knows, this is a trap. Bei Huan didn't know it, but agreed very easily.
Because the residual soul just said very clearly that he just lost control of his body for a short time. Afterwards, the other party will fall asleep and there is no threat to himself at all.
"But I have a condition!" Bei Huan said.
"Say!" Said the owner of the mysterious voice.
"If you can kill the other person, I hope you don't kill him, just leave him a dog, and leave him to me to deal with his life and death!"
"Of course ... no problem!" The mysterious voice smiled, and after Bei Huan said something, she completely controlled Bei Huan's body.