Chapter 39: Soul harvesting

呜呜呜...
With the coldness of Wang Chen, along with him, he poured the real power into this 10,000-ghost order. Suddenly, he saw only a thousand ghosts, and a black light flashed past.
Rao is in this dim environment. At this time, this dark light is so devastating and conspicuous, such as the darkness of the jade, making the space seem to solidify.
嗡嗡嗡...
A burst of trembling came, and the ghosts stunned.
At this moment, from the depths of Wan Guiling, there seems to be a cold and bitter cold, and there is a chilling death.
呜呜呜...
Afterwards, a burst of more madness and sorrow came.
Between the vagueness, it was disappeared in the sight of Wang Chen when he saw a few light and shadows flashing past.
"Hey, little tricks."
With the previous lesson, at this moment, when Wang Chen’s wrist was shaken, there were several ghosts again, and Liao’s elders would still believe.
This Wang Chen, I want to continue to deceive him.
Before I was in the illusion, I was so embarrassed that Liao’s elders were embarrassed. Now, I have already seen the tricks, and he will care about it.
In the face of these imaginary shadows, looking at the sly face, Liao Elder is directly ignoring.
In his eyes, there is only Wang Chen left in this moment. In his mind, there is only one idea, which is to kill this as soon as possible.
Looking at Liao’s move, Wang Chen’s mouth suddenly showed a sneer.
"Small tricks, then see if it's a trick."
Squinting at the eyes, Wang Chen muttered to himself, with a cold and cold smile on his lips.
"The group of monsters dances."
Then, taking a deep breath, Wan Gui made a wave, and Wang Chen shouted.
呜呜呜...
With Wang Chen's wave, the endless illusion suddenly appeared.
For a time, within the evil spirits field, the wind is raging.
The endless evil spirits bite away toward Liao Elder.
Stabbing...
Tear off...
The next moment, there was a burst of illusion, but it was so real tearing.
Ah...
The screams of heartbreaking came.
Liao’s face is ugly in an instant.
The body shape was awkward and his face was pale.
Fighting...
A figure of body shape, between the mouths, Liao elders spurted a blood.
"Ah...this is...this is...how can this be true..."
The elder Liao has been unable to calm down.
His pupils shrank abruptly, and the figure retreated.
At this time, Liao elders, wherever they can still deal with Wang Chen, where can still be worthy of killing Wang Chen.
Because, he has already been surrounded by thousands of evil spirits.
This time, it is no longer a complete fantasy. This time, he felt the real tear.
That is the tear of the soul, it is the vibration of the soul.
Under the control of Wang Chen, these evil spirits directly attacked Elder Liao, the most direct soul attack.
The soul is undoubtedly the best tonic for these evil spirits who have been sealed for thousands of years.
In the absence of resistance by Liao Elder, they smoothly tore the soul of Liao Elder.
The soul of Liao’s elder is at this moment, as if it were actually being torn down by pieces, and then swallowed by these evil spirits.
The evil spirits that have swallowed the power of the soul are becoming stronger.
And as the soul was torn, Liao’s elders tore up and screamed again and again.
"No...kill...all kill me..."
The roar is loud.
Liao Elder knows this moment, this field is not a real fantasy.
Real and false, illusory, this is the most terrible existence.
He resists, he is crazy.
In the face of the evil spirits that are completely around him, facing the innocent evil spirits who are tearing his soul, Liao Elder's crazy rebellion.
噗噗噗...,
Booming...
Calling...
The wind is whistling, and the sword is arrogant.
The gods and gods in the hands of Liao’s elders are constantly blasting.
Every time you blast, it brings infinite power and endless power.
Stabbing...
Every time a sword is blasted, in front of Liao’s elders, endless evil spirits are killed and turned into nothingness.
"Fake, all fake, how can this be..."
But the moment that made Liao Elder more horrible happened.
Because he killed hundreds of evil spirits, he found that all of them were fake. In this completely hungry ghost, it was difficult for him to distinguish between true and false.
"The field of evil spirits, with the help of Wan Gui, is really strong."
In the distance, looking at this scene, watching Liao elders gossip, watching him look crazy, Wang Chen muttered coldly.
In the ghosts of the devil, the evil spirits are real, and within the evil spirits, the evil spirits are illusory.
The combination of true and false, true and false, can not be distinguished, the real evil spirits are hidden in the illusory, under the cover of the illusion, concealed to the extreme, such an attack is to prevent people from Be cautious, it is a chill.
"Unfortunately, the number of evil spirits is too small. Now there are only a hundred evil spirits. If there are thousands of evil spirits, even if they reach the hundreds of thousands of million in the peak of the worry-free old people, this is the only way. I believe that it will be able to tear the soul of Liao’s soul and tear it down.
Looking at this scene, Wang Chen frowned and muttered to himself.
He is quite sighing.
When the refining and refining of the ghosts, I had to destroy too many evil spirits with the Suzaku Flame.
"It seems that it is necessary to collect the soul as soon as possible."
Thinking of this, Wang Chen nodded.
The power of this evil spirit field makes Wang Chen excited.
The incomparable real illusion is simply stronger than the most powerful illusion field. More importantly, this illusion field does not need time to evolve, but it can also be integrated into reality, even within the field. Array.
Once this killing, enrich the real soul, refining into a murderous evil spirit, thus evolving and killing, killing invisible.
If the field of evil spirits can reach its peak, it will be a stronger layer than the battlefield of Shura.
"Bastard... Give me death."
In a short moment, the elders of Liao in the distance, at this moment, are pale and sweaty.
He is completely crazy.
Under the preparation, he was possessed and torn by thousands of evil spirits, and his soul has become weak.
At the moment, he may collapse at any time.
Although, during the period, he really killed two or three real evil spirits, but how is this?
The remaining evil spirits are nourished by the power of the soul and become boundless and powerful.
"Almost, your soul... I want it."
Looking at the appearance of Elder Liao at this time, Wang Chen’s eyes flashed through him, and he and his overbearing martyrdom.
The current Liao elder is already at the end of the battle.
Intention, ignorance, killing heart, these three things blinded his vision and blinded his heart. This is the main reason why Elder Liao was caught in such a desperate situation.
In this case, how could Wang Chen miss such an opportunity.
"Soul stripping."
A deep breath, in the hands of Wang Chen, quickly pinched out a stamp, and shouted.
The last killing, this moment begins.
The soul is stripped, and Wang Chen wants to completely strip the soul of Liao’s elders and make his soul a evil spirit for his own use.
Calling...
With the handprint of Wang Chen, the wind is raging.
呜呜呜...
The thousands of evil spirits seem to have been called by Wang Chen and began to roar wildly.
The group of devils danced, the evil spirits flourished.
A cold, breathy atmosphere, poured into the mouth and nose of Liao Elder, rushed into his body and went straight to his sacred spirit.
The outside world, with the help of Wan Guiling, the remaining evil spirits began to no longer tear the soul, they had to give up the food that came to the mouth, they began to associate Wang Chen with the soul of Liao.
Under the scams of these evil spirits, under the confusion of the boundless fantasy, Elder Liao could not resist.
His body trembled fiercely.
In the screams, it is to see that the soul of Liao’s elders has gradually left the body as if it were a substance.
"No... I don't want to... bastard, let me go..."
The soul of the soul was dragged away by the evil spirits, and was rushed out by the yin of the body. The pain from the soul made Liao Elder tear the heart.
He is not willing to roar, roaring, looks like a crazy dance in the hands of the gods.
"Hey, no, you, no resistance, give it to me."
And looking at Liao Elder is still doing the last useless resistance, Wang Chen is cold and cold.
"Soul stripping."
It’s a roar of Wang Chen’s look, and his eyes are murderous.
Stabbing...
A tear broke out, and Liao’s body twitched.
His soul was taken out by a large part.
The endless yin poured into the body of Liao’s elders, making his face pale and pale.
And the drag of the evil spirits is a little bit of stripping his soul.
Finally, Elder Liao was twitching and his eyes were dull.
Finally, Elder Liao trembled and shouted and the bishop disappeared.
"No... Don't... let me go, let me go, I don't want to die... I don't want to die..."
The consciousness is gradually blurred, and the death is gradually approaching. Elder Liao muttered with an almost inaudible voice, asking for mercy.
However, his consciousness is too late.
His fear is coming too late.
At this time, Wang Chenxi will let her go.
For the enemy, Wang Chen has never been kind, not to mention such a powerful enemy.
Returning the tiger to the mountain is tantamount to suicide.
"Peeling."
It was another roar, and Wang Chen quickly pinched out the last seal.
Hang...
Between the vagueness, a roar came and the next moment, the elder spirit of Liao was finally completely stripped.
Touch...
The body straight and fell backwards.
With the complete divestiture of the soul, Liao Elder is finally without a trace of breath.
he died.
A powerful and incomparable star of the nine-level peak, at this moment, it was so hard to die in front of Wang Chen, the death is so embarrassing, the death is so miserable.