Chapter 525: Scribble root

"The little guy is good, don't waste me using the soul to save your life. I didn't expect it to be so soon. So long as I swallowed up the last soul of your god, and then occupy this body, the resurrection is just around the corner. Hey, boy, you will rest in peace, your women will help you take care of you, the woman of the Terran has not tasted it for tens of thousands of years, but miss it! Hahahaha~~"
The head smirked in the scimitar, then opened his mouth and spit out a dark bead against the machete.
A black squirt suddenly appeared on the dark machete and began to violently oscillate. With the sound of slaps, the machete began to shatter, and the last black blast exploded, and the scimitar turned into a sky. The debris, a four-faced head, sprang up in the air.
"Unfortunately, my soul is broken, my soul is badly damaged, or it is not so troublesome. I have to use the soul of the soul to swallow it, but this little guy now has only a trace of the soul in the spring, there should be no trouble, I Go too ~!"
The head said a few words as if talking to himself, and then turned into a streamer and once again entered Yang Ling's eyebrows.
Shenhai points are stored in the eyebrows of the human body. Once cultivated into the realm of the gods, the gods will be born in the sea of ​​gods. The souls of the people will be nourished by the gods. After a long time, the soul will take root and sprout in the spring. When you grow stronger, you will eventually become like a big tree.
The skull has been heavily wounded by the black machete, and then the gods outside the sea of ​​sea are smashed and swallowed, but there is still a trace of the soul in the spring, just like the rhizome. If you are lucky, don’t die, maybe it will be time, maybe Slowly grow a new soul, if you take possession of this body, once the body spirit begins to recover, it is your absolute end.
Because even the strongest in the virtual world, unless it is a last resort, would rather break the soul and not be willing to occupy other people's bodies, because once occupied, the soul will be trapped, and once the soul is attacked and annihilated, then thoroughly Bye.
Therefore, if the skull is to be resurrected, it is necessary to remove the roots.
The light and shadow flashed, and a head with four faces appeared in the Shenhai cave of Yangling.
In the empty Shenhai cave, there is no such thing as Yangling’s thoughts.
Soon, the skull saw the spring, just in the middle of the sea of ​​gods.
But is there a sword floating above Mao Shenquan?
The head slowly approached Shenquan. His four faces were constantly changing and transforming, thinking hard about it, and never heard of a sword in the sea of ​​people.
Is it the magic weapon of the guardian spirit of this kid?
However, they have already reached this step, and the head is not willing to give up, because even if it is the magic weapon to protect the soul, a junior in the gods will not be very powerful, and now Yang Ling is basically close to the soul, there is no god. The communication, the magic weapon is also impossible to attack.
There is also no time to wait for the skull, because the soul period is the best chance to win. Once Yang Ling enters the spiritual environment, the spirit has aura armor. According to his current state, the chance of winning is at least seven. Eighty percent.
The most important thing is that he misjudged Yang Ling as a shameful attribute of a comprehension. He pretended to teach a magical demon sorcerer, and spent a little residual soul on the mine to help him kill the gods. The red Lantern of the situation, I thought this guy would taste the sweetness, he would speed up and practice to the Divine Realm, and then there would be nothing to go to the gods to communicate with the scimitar, and to practice the magic Yuan 斩 斩Then, the head will often observe the movement of Yang Ling, and will launch an attack at the best time, because he hides in the black scimitar magic weapon, only one chance to come out,
But obviously he is miscalculated. Yang Ling is the only self-cultivator on the earth. The lazy attribute is greatly increased. He is almost not going to practice. It is even more impossible to go to the depths of his mind to find this machete. I am busy, I am lazy when I am fine. Moreover, Yang Ling is also very jealous of this knife. She always thinks that her strength is not strong and she is not willing to provoke him. Until this time, Yang Ling’s encounter with the three shakes in the soul period After that, the crazy search for the accidental discovery of the existence of the machete, with a hint of curiosity before the initiative to communicate.
Of course, the moment of communication, the head feels that the opportunity is ripe, because Yang Ling has indeed reached the realm of God, Shenquan has been stable, is the best state, but because it did not pass Yanglingou before, so he did not know Yangling’s Shenhai There is also a sword in it.
The head slowly approached the Shenquan. After hesitating for a long time, he released a trace of the gods and touched the flying sword, but the flying sword did not respond at all. This made him immediately let go of his heart, and then a mouth spurted a black smoke, and the shadow had a strange look. The ghosts circling among them, whistling and rushing to the spring.
Just as this black smoke is about to break into the spring.
"呛~"
Without any warning, the flying sword hanging above the Shenquan suddenly burst into a bright golden light, and the clearing of the face shook his face against the black smoke.
"呜~~"
The head immediately felt bad, one of the mouths screamed fiercely, but it was too late, the sword shadow swept the black smoke, and suddenly the snow met in the hot sun, a lot of black smoke disappeared in the golden light, and the black ghost inside the black smoke The shadow made a scream of screaming, directly smashed into two pieces by Jianguang, and quickly turned into black and black air.
"噗~!"
A face on the skull suddenly collapsed, and then fell off the skull like ceramic fragments. The other three faces showed an extremely fearful look, and then screamed into a light and shadow to the exit of the Shenhai.
However, all this is in vain~EbookFREE.me~ just after Feijian’s black smoke, it’s like an old cat smelling salted fish, like a scorpion, and it’s straight through the space. Above the head.
The skull has been feared to the extent that the spirit is destroyed. At this time, there is only one instinct left, and that is to escape.
It is impossible to resist it. He is only left with the gods. There is no soul and no protection. It is no longer the day. Moreover, this sword can’t see his feet at all, as a former virtual powerhouse. He can't recognize anything, and he can imagine the power with a asshole.
Therefore, just as the Feijian fell, the remaining three faces of the skull opened their mouths and squirted a black smoke. The three dark ghosts wrapped in the black smoke and fled in three directions.
But he seems to have forgotten that it is in the sea of ​​Yangling.
The flying sword fell, the sword shadow swept over the head, and it was crushed into pieces, and a colorful glow broke out. Then the flying sword whispered and turned into countless swords and shadows in the whole sea of ​​gods. Three black smoke and colorful rays It disappeared without a trace. (To be continued.)