Vol 3 Chapter 254: Believe in your evil

The spirit of the southern boundary wants to cry without tears. Since the day of consciousness, it has never been so embarrassed and chased away.
What's even more hateful is that Feng Hao is obviously teasing it. He could have directly hit it, but he stopped at every critical moment.
The southern spirit wants to run, but the speed is not fast.
I want to resist, but the strength is not Feng Hao's opponent, it is very painful and painful.
Of course, the premise is that it must have eggs.
"In the end what you want?"
The spirit of Nanjie was once again blocked by Feng Hao, and it completely collapsed. An illusionized opponent held his head and looked extremely distressed.
Feng Hao chuckled: "Don't think about it again, this emperor won't control you, just make peace."
The southern spirit is not stupid. Of course, knowing Feng Hao's meaning is nothing more than for its creator, 'Heart of the World'.
But everyone wants this thing, and even it can't avoid being tempted and willing to take risks.
After working so hard for a long time, but to make a wedding dress for Feng Hao, it can't accept it.
"Don't be delusional!"
The spirit of the southern boundary is still that sentence, this is its bottom line, and it cannot be easily enjoyed.
However, his words fell, and Feng Hao's expression immediately gloomed, and he said in a cold voice, "That emperor will destroy your soul bead. Presumably this is the source of your strength. Without it, I am afraid you Nothing can be done ... "
Feng Hao stunned the soul beads in his palms, staring grimly at the southern spirit that was in a tangled state.
He was not in a hurry, and felt that the Southern Spirit would make a decision that would satisfy him.
Without compromise, the spirit of the southern boundary will always be like this, and even lose the soul bead, the soul will surely dissipate gradually, and finally become an unconscious ancient soul.
But if you choose to compromise, you still have a chance to reach the heart of the world, and you may even get a chance.
It is easy to tell if it is light or heavy.
The only thing the Southern Spirit can't accept is probably obedience ...
"Are you threatening your deity?"
The southern boundary became a huge skull, and the red flames in the bird's nest showed a strong hatred.
"You can think so."
Feng Hao shrugged and did not deny this. They killed each other. What was the threat?
"..."
The spirit of the south boundary was speechless again. It actually had another choice, but ... how much it hoped that Feng Hao could be slightly softened and give it some face.
But Feng Hao didn't understand the style at all.
Underneath, there are so many ordinary people watching, if you just surrender your spirit so obediently, where is the majesty of the southern spirit?
"No room for negotiation?"
Ling Ling said in the south.
Feng Hao settled on the expression of Nan Jie Ling and shook his head: "Absolutely nothing!"
"Haha!"
The southern spirit laughed twice, and then stared at Feng Hao with a serious look: "Okay, worthy of being the main character of the world, always unmoved, not forgetting the original heart, this deity will give up the spirit ..." "
As soon as the voice fell, a drop of essence-shaped blood condensed and flew towards Fenghao.
Without discipline ...
"..."
This time it was Feng Hao's turn to say nothing. I thought that the southern spirit would stand still for a moment, or justified it and replied a few times. Who knew it would be compromised so quickly.
What about good martial arts?
Feng Hao felt the pure and huge energy fluctuations in this drop of essence blood. There is no doubt that the southern boundary is full of sincerity.
The drop of essence blood was directly incorporated into the eyebrow, wrapped in divine thoughts, and carefully confirmed, Feng Hao directly merged.
Then ... some information about the spirit of the southern boundary came to mind, and ... virtually, there was a feeling that he could control the life and death of the southern spirit.
"Now, can you put down the stick in your hand?"
The southern boundary became a human form, aggrieved.
"of course!"
Feng Hao threw the golden hoop stick at Sun Wukong, smiling at the spirit of the South Jie who looked like a concubine, and comforted: "What's wrong with following this emperor? Later, other four spirits will come to accompany you ... "
The spirit of Nanjie shuddered, staring at Fenghao with a stunned expression, unable to speak for a long time.
It was trembling at the moment, and what wicked things the five great spirits had done, had attracted such a terrible guy.
It's just a demon.
What is it called? Stealing chicken doesn't make rice?
"Can I regret it and take back that incisiveness?" Nanjie Ling suddenly regretted it again, and felt Feng Hao was a lunatic.
The other four great spirits are not it. They are terrible for being against the sky, and they are the masters of the flood era.
What's more, now that many powerful beasts of the flood and famine have fallen, there are no powerful children, and they are invincible spirits walking side by side under the sky.
Feng Hao is powerful, but the trouble of finding the other four spirits is almost the same as pulling the to death.
It didn't want to be just after handing over the spirit, followed Feng Hao to meet with the king of the dark.
Feng Hao looked at Nan Jie Ling with a smile, and said, "What do you think?"
"Then when I didn't ask ..."
The spirit of the southern boundary confessed.
The thought of the chess piece on the chessboard suddenly turned into a chess player, and he held his life and death. There was no sense in the spirit of the Southern Realm.
"To understand contentment, there is nothing wrong with following this emperor compared with turning into an unconscious remnant."
Feng Hao is now almost the master of the spirit of the South. Its emotions and thoughts clearly appear in Feng Hao's mind. There is no secret at all.
The spirit of the southern boundary was broken, and he muttered a few words, then stopped talking.
Anyway, that's it, there is no turning back.
"Can the soul be returned to me?"
The spirit of the Southern Realm looked at Feng Hao resentfully. A large part of his compromise was because the soul bead was okay. That was his lifeblood. With the soul bead, it was truly unconscious.
"Oh ~"
Feng Hao threw the soul bead to the spirit in the south, anyway, he didn't have much use to keep it.
Anyway, the southern spirit is already his person.
The stronger the Southern Spirit is, the better it is for him.
The spirit of the southern boundary took the soul bead, and the familiar feeling spread throughout the body.
Then swallowed without hesitation, and began to fuse with the soul beads. Instantly, a transparent thin film light curtain was wrapped around it, and a strong breath began to brew.
At the same time, Sun Wukong, who took over the gold hoop, rushed over, and glanced at the southern spirit, and then said to Feng Hao, "Is this southern spirit conquered?"
Feng Hao nodded and said, "As long as you are not stupid, you will agree."
Sun Wukong's mouth twitched slightly, and said, "If you grandmother Sun, you will definitely not agree. Isn't it ... Grandma Sun is stupid?"
Feng Hao turned his eyes to Sun Wukong and said, "I still see you as a strong person who will say you stupid person ... You disagree because there is a back road, but the southern spirit is different. There is no way back ... "
Sun Wukong scratched his head and wondered, "How do you know it has no way back?"
"Guess!"
Feng Hao said seriously.
"Ha ha……"
俺 Old Sun believed your evil!