Chapter 1769: One arrow double sculpture
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Eight Desolate Sword God
- Tears And Rain
- 1423 characters
- 2021-01-31 10:13:39
"No, this is what!"
When the soul-sucking brain touched his broken head, it madly infiltrated into his mind. The death smelled a deep and dangerous atmosphere, and made an angry roar, and refining the soul of the soul.
But the brain is a treasure that has been spent for countless years and refinement. It is beyond the scope of the ancestors, and the soul-eating brain that it breeds is equally terrible.
In addition, the death of the dead is serious, and the sword that has just been sacred has smashed his soul and soul, so that he can't refine the soul of the soul.
As the soul-sucking brain completely penetrates into the sea of death, the of death sends out a desperate voice, with both hands hoeing and painful roaring.
"Morning wind, what baby are you just getting into his soul?"
Looking at the death of the pain in the void, the seriousness of the sacred voice.
"That is what a predecessor gave me, and should be able to control his brain consciousness!" Ye Chenfeng replied.
"Controlling the consciousness of the brain of death!" Shinto's eyes stunned, revealing a deep horror.
Death is the master of the ancestors, and refining the source of life and death. Even if he runs out of power, he can’t kill him, and Ye Chenfeng’s one treasure can erode into his soul. It is possible to control him, which surprised him the strength of the predecessor behind the morning breeze.
"Morning wind, the predecessor who sent you the treasure is a virtual god!"
There was a bold thought in the mind of the mind, and the voice asked.
"Well, that predecessor is a virtual god!" Ye Chenfeng nodded.
"Virtual God!"
The gods are powerful and empty, but he knows that the gap between the ancestral peaks and the virtual gods can be said that the virtual wants to kill him, only one finger is needed.
"Okay, then I will bet on it, don't kill this of death!"
There are several thoughts flashing in the mind of God. Although he knows that if he does not kill God now, it will be difficult to kill him in the future, but if he can control the of death, the of death will become the right arm of Ye Chenfeng and rebuild. The probability of the Protoss will be greatly enhanced.
After meditation, the sacred sacred summons the ancient squad that suppresses the death slasher, and controls the killing of the ancient squad to suppress the death.
"Rumble!"
Under the suppression of the ancient squad, the infinite ancestral force rushed into the body of the of death, condensed into a powerful seal, sealed the death of God.
The loss of the killing of the ancient squadron, the death of the sickle flew out of the collapsed grave lake, flew into the air, with a terrible power of death to the deities.
"Boom!"
The devil of the gods and the death of the gods, the injury is serious, the death of the death of the death knife, a fatal blow, the entire body was flying hundreds of meters away.
When the gods were slain by death, the death of the painful roaring reincarnation of the soul-sucking brain, the magic sword suddenly broke the body of Ye Chenfeng.
The next moment, the dead spirit parasitic in the sword of the demon fly out, the speed is very fast into the soul of the sea of death, want to take this opportunity to seize the body weight of death.
"Magic!"
Ye Chenfeng did not expect that such a change would occur. The devil actually wanted to take this opportunity to regain the rebirth of the dead.
Although the devil helped him not to do it, he knew that the devil was distracted, and once he was re-established, he would definitely threaten himself.
"The soul-sucking brain!"
Ye Chenfeng had a heart-to-heart, took out the last group of soul-sucking brains, and threw them at the death of the slain.
Touching the head of the blood of death, the soul-sucking brain immediately ran into his soul sea along his seven holes.
All of a sudden, the soul of the of death has become chaotic, the two soul-sucking brains, the demon, the soul of death in the sea of fierce rebellion, want to master the initiative.
"Get out of my soul!"
In a dangerous situation, the of death did not accept his life. He burned his soul at any cost, constantly attacking the two soul-souls and the devil, trying to kill them and regain the control of the body.
But no matter whether the devil or the two soul-sucking brains are powerful, plus the suppression of the ancient squad, the devil's resistance is getting weaker.
The devil who wants to win the death of God also has a big trouble. Under the erosion of the soul-sucking brain, the demon spirit is also eroded and sprouted.
"Chaos God, forbidden to die!"
At this time, Ye Chenfeng controlled the chaotic wood to fall down, extending a large number of five-color roots, rooted in the head of the demon spirit, forcibly banned his head and broke the retreat of the devil.
"Ye Chenfeng, what do you want to do, your ungrateful kid, don't let me go out quickly!"
The retreat was sealed by Chaos Shenmu, and the magic inspired to a deep sense of crisis, roaring in the sea of death.
"Magic, don't worry, I am helping you to control his brain consciousness!" Ye Chenfeng smiled and responded.
"Ye Chenfeng, you are a despicable villain, you will not have a good end!"
At this time, the devil has given up the attack on the soul of death, and tried to escape the sea of souls.
But the Chaos Shenmu has undergone repeated transformations, and its power is comparable to that of the best artifacts. It has seals the soul of death, and the magic spirit can't escape without all efforts.
At this time, Shinto borrows the sword of God and continues to fight against the of death.
Although the battle with the of death, Shendao virtual injury is serious, but the of the virtual sword in his hands is the best artifact. Under his control, the sword of the gods constantly suppresses the offensive of the death sickle and gradually suppresses it.
"Morning wind, need help?"
Looking at the suppression of the ancient squad, the painful roaring death, suppressing the death slashing knife, the physical injury is serious, the extremely weak sacred way to the side of Ye Chenfeng, whispered.
"No, I think I should be able to control the death!"
Feeling that the two soul-sucking brains completely control the initiative, constantly eroding the soul and demon of the of death, Ye Chenfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head.
"Ye Chenfeng, I beg you to let me go, if you are willing to let me go, I am willing to surrender to you, I am willing to tell you a lot of secrets!"
As time passed, a soul-sucking brain eroded most of the demon spirits, feeling that their consciousness became more and more blurred, the devil was afraid, and had to ask for mercy.
"Don't be so troublesome, wait for the soul-splitting brain to erode you, and you naturally surrender to me!"
Ye Chenfeng is not moving, standing on the side waiting quietly.
At this time, the roar of death is getting weaker and weaker, and the terrible soul-sucking brain also erodes most of his soul, constantly eroding his consciousness.
"Predecessors, do you have a way to prevent death from blasting?"
Ye Chenfeng knows that the higher the strength, the more arrogant the power, fearing that the last moment of death will blew the body and ask the voice.
"Give it to me!"
The Shinto nodded, and the mind controlled the killing of the ancient array, and controlled the ten great ancestors to break into the body of the dead, forcibly sealing the top ten points of his body and blocking the power of his body.
"Self seal!"
The moment when the of death was sealed by the ten great ancestors, he was unwilling. He used the powerful source of life and death to display the last means, forcibly sealed his soul, the two souls and the devil.
"The two souls are sealed!"
Ye Chenfeng’s face changed slightly. I didn’t expect death to have such means. Even in the moment of losing myself, I sealed everything in the soul sea.
"Death is not the ancestral power of the peak, the means is really against the sky, but do you really think that the seal is useful?"
Although the two soul-sucking brains are sealed, he believes that one day, the two soul-sucking brains will completely erode his soul, and then he will control the ultimate master of death.