Chapter 38: Soul Transplantation

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The Warcraft Soulstone supporting the Magic Array shattered.
The two magical arrays were faltering, and the joy on the face of Yang Damo was like Yang Chunxue in March.
"How could this be? Fa Soul, Ye Beiming! It's you, what did you do," From heaven to hell, it was only a moment.
Losing the role of the magic circle, Ye Beiming's Soul of Soul floated outside the magic circle.
Yang Damo was defeated, he questioned Ye Beiming, like a red-eyed mad beast.
"Yang Da Magistrate, no one must tell you that the pig died stupidly? Didn't you find out, I only gave you a 195-year-old Warcraft soul stone?" Ye Beiming's mouth , With an ironic smile.
In order to the right soul stone of the year, he was hit by the poison of the hunters.
Yun Sheng was struck by this dramatic scene.
This is too arrogant?
Worthy of being a night fox.
A fox is a fox. Even in front of bad people, it is a big fox.
Use 195 years of Warcraft Soulstone instead of two hundred years of Soulstone? From the appearance, these two soul stones are almost indistinguishable, but from the point of view of magic elemental power, a small five-year difference is a full order.
No wonder Yang Damozhu failed at the moment when he was about to succeed.
"Ye Beiming, you are so guilty, but you think I can't get your dharma soul without the magic circle?" Yang Damo's eyes were split, he smiled coldly.
He slowly lowered the magic scepter in his hand and pulled away the mage robe he was wearing.
His skin was morbidly pale, as if he had not seen the sun for a long time, and there was a tattoo like a magic circle on his chest.
When he saw the magic circle, Yun Sheng only felt a numb scalp.
Yang Shuo sang. He cut the skin on his body with his sharp nails.
Blood poured into the magic circle, and the magic circle started. A yaksha evil spirit with flames, several feet tall, and blue-faced fangs burrowed out of Yang Shuo's chest bit by bit.
It looked like Yang Shuo had a head on his body again, which looked terrifying.
With the appearance of the Yasha, Yang Shuo already used almost the same magical power as a torrent of eruption.
Countless purple lightnings turned into purple centipedes, climbing in all directions.
"Run forward until you see the exit, don't look back," Ye Beiming quickly recovered part of the magic soul power, he chanted.
It is indeed a magic genius of the whole system. Even without the magic scepter, Ye Beiming quickly formed an emerald green organ bird with the emerald green wind element.
The bird came alive, not at all like a magic simulant.
With a long bang, it put Yunsheng camel under him.
He is well aware of Yang Shuo's character, and he will not give up until he reaches his goal. Seeing that he is cheated, he will surely retaliate wildly.
"How about you?" Yun Sheng witnessed the evil dark magic, and there was a trembling in his heart.
Ye Beiming did not answer.
Perhaps for him, life and death are no longer important.
Yun Sheng does not know why he always treats people so indifferently, but one thing is certain that what happened to Ye Beiming must have happened.
"Let's go together," Yun Sheng jumped from the organ bird.
Ye Beiming froze for a moment, his heart slightly warm.
"Escape! Where to escape," climbed a giant purple centipede at the foot of the organ bird. Yang Damo's guide had already determined that Yunsheng would be his best bait to restrict Yebei, how could he tolerate it? Yun Sheng left easily.
"Zi--" The Purple Electric Centipede was nailed to the ground, and the magical elements immediately broke apart.
Several bone needles were added to Yun Sheng's hand, and he shot at Yang Da Modao's hands, and Yang Da Modao suffered from pain in his hand and had to step back a few steps.
"Ghost girl, don't underestimate the magician's strength," Yang Damodao chanted, a white healing light, and the wound on his hand recovered as before.
Yun Sheng cursed at the light magic.
Whether it is in an ordinary match or in a team match, playing against a light magician or playing against a team with a light magician is tricky.
That means you have to face the stubborn vitality of your opponent Xiaoqiang.
"He used taboo magic, the flesh will be devoured soon, and will not support it for a long time, go away," Ye Beiming ordered the magic organ bird to take Yun Sheng away.
The organ bird raised its beautiful green wings and rushed towards the other end of the cave.
Seeing that Yun Sheng had left, Ye Beiming relieved.
In Yang Shuo's turbid eyes, there was a hint of cruelty.
"Ye Beiming, it was you who forced me. I originally wanted to devour your dharma soul and let you be an ordinary person, but right now, you are afraid that you won't even have the chance to be an ordinary person," Yang Damo guide Step by step.
Ye Beiming thought a little, he pulled out the sword on his waist, his eyes steady, ready to do the final fight with Yang Damo.
"Your Dharma Soul, which possesses a huge dark magic magic dharma Soul, will be swallowed by me and Lord Yasha together," Yang Damo's body creaked.
It stared at Ye Beiming's fresh flesh, five-colored dharma soul, and his mouth was ticking with spit.
After a roar of tremors, Yang Shuo opened a huge mouth and frantically absorbed part of the five-color dharma soul that was still floating in the cave.
As Ye Beiming's Dharma Soul was devoured a little bit, Yasha King's stomach and body also grew larger and larger like a balloon full of gas.
Just when Ye Beiming's Dharma Soul was devoured by 50%, a winged egg came down from the sky and crashed into Yasha King's stomach with a loud bang.
The collision was amazing.
Even the devil's body like the Yasha King can't stand the strange power of the boogie.
Yang Damo's guide was suddenly hit and kicked back a few steps, and finally stabilized his figure.
"Dharma Soul-mine," Yang Shuo's eyes were fixed, looking forward, waving his hands, craving a powerful Dharma Soul not belonging to him.
Ye Beiming looked at the winged egg strangely.
Suddenly heard an anxious voice: "Ye Beiming, let go, bang, squeeze it!"
"Bao Biao Qianjin Pendant!" Biao Biaodan was excited, flapping his own pair of wings and hitting heavily on Yang Shuo's belly.
Yang Shuo twisted his face, wowed, and sprayed the five-color dharma soul swallowed into his abdomen.
Ye Beiming glanced at the opportunity, the sword in his hand swept across the head of Yangshuo's chest.
Yasha's head rolled to the ground, and Yang Shuo's body quickly shrank with a thin skeleton, and he died.
"Why did you come back again, just now..." The night cave returned to calm again, and Ye Beiming was also weak. He was annoyed that Yun Sheng didn't listen to him. He killed halfway back and just started to reprimand.
"Ye Beiming, your dharma soul" The five-color dharma soul dissipated in the cave, I don't know when it enveloped Yun Sheng, and furiously poured into Yun Sheng's body.