Chapter 2397: Sleeping

"Qin, you are looking for death!"
The purple scorpion roared, and his face turned red and white. As an intermediate god, he was one of the gods of the gods. He was stunned by Sumo, and his anger was like a volcanic eruption.
boom!
However, the voice of Zi Yan did not fall, and Sumo grabbed his face again.
This slap, the power is greater, the source of chaos blows up, like a thunder roar.
"Don't be embarrassed, we only started!" Su Mo said indifferently, but he did not expect it, and a few slaps would make Zi Zi come to justice.
After all, the repair of the sable is too high, it is tantamount to tickling.
At this moment, Sumo is thinking about it. He wants to get the whereabouts of the moon from the body of Zi Yan, and the second is to devour the of purple.
The first point, some difficulty, but Sumo is not worried, mainly the second point, the Yuanshen who wants to devour the purple scorpion is estimated to be very difficult.
To put it bluntly, he and Zi Yan are not a layer of characters at all. The souls or gods of the two are too big. The sheep wants to swallow the tigers. It is really difficult.
"Oh, I want to know the whereabouts of that woman, you only let me go!" The purple scorpion flashed the color of grievances, said gloomy.
He is not worried about the soul search, because with the strength of Sumo, he can't find his soul.
If the goddess of the gods search for the soul, if he is forced to resist, he will eventually be unable to support, and the soul will completely collapse, and Sumo will not get anything.
Zi Yan is a wise man. He knows that he has escaped from the chip. It is the one who is looking for the moon. It must not be easily said.
"If you tell me where the moon is looking? I can consider letting you go!" Sumo said quietly.
"Oh, are you when I am a three-year-old child? So fooled?" Zixiao disdainfully smiled.
"well!"
Sumo nodded and immediately looked at the deity king, saying: "Predecessors, I need only half life for the purple."
With his strength, even if the purple cicada is imprisoned, it is very difficult to hurt the purple cicada, so he will make the devil king shot.
"This is simple!" The goddess of the gods nodded, and the palm of his hand was slightly lifted up, and the source of the yellow color in the palm of the hand was surging.
"Human virtue, do you want to end with our ultimate temple of the gods?" Zi Yan saw this, immediately angered.
"You can rest assured that the old man said that he will not kill you, and he will certainly not kill you!" said the demon king. He has a number in his heart, and he can take purple, but he must not kill the purple.
Otherwise, the revenge of the ultimate king of God is very terrible.
Although he is not afraid of the ultimate king of God, but behind him there is the entire palace.
As soon as the voice fell, the deity king of the gods suddenly shot, and the palm of the hand was pressed against the purple spirit.
boom!
A burst of sound, the source of the body of the of the gods, like the raging sea of ​​the sea, directly rushed into the body of the purple.
what!
The screams of screaming, from the mouth of the purple scorpion, vibrate the human form, showing his pain.
The blushing blood, like a fountain, spouted from the mouth of the purple sable, all sprayed on Sumo's body.
"Good rich spirit!" Feel the essence of the blood in his body, Sumo's heart is amazed, the king of God is not the king of the gods, the essence of the other's blood is like the sea of ​​Taotao.
The blood that was sprayed on him just now has almost the same essence as the 10,000 pieces of the three products.
However, nowadays, these essences are useless to Sumo, and they cannot be transformed into chaotic sources.
Ah~~
The screams of the purple screams are endless, and it took about a dozen breaths to stop.
thump!
I saw the body of the purple scorpion, fell directly, the blood in the mouth, the body is still pumping. Hehe.
Under the palm of the deity of the gods, the internal organs of the purple scorpion, the body meridians, including some of the bones, are turned into powder.
However, the deity of the gods and gods took control of the scale, and did not hurt the cultivation of the purple scorpion as the foundation and the god.
However, although the of the purple scorpion was harmless, it was also trapped and could not escape.
"Purple, don't you know the situation? Only compromise, you have the qualification to live!" Sumo said indifferently.
"Haha, the tiger fell Pingyang was bullied by the dog, Qin Hao, you are not qualified to let me bow!" Zi Yan was on the ground, laughing.
He knows that virtue will not kill him, so he is even more fearless.
"Ridiculous!"
Sumo’s light was cold, and then he once again said to the king of humanity:
Predecessors, can you reinvent his soul?

"Yes!" The face of the goddess of the gods was slightly dignified and nodded. Although it was a little difficult, it was not too difficult.
The purple dragonfly is an intermediate king, and the supreme king. The spirit of the is quite powerful, and he is not much more than him.
However, as long as he is fully committed, it is not a big problem to reinvent the other soul.
"The predecessors shot!" Sumo said quietly.
The goddess of the gods nodded, and immediately sat down in front of the purple scorpion.
Zi Yan sees this, his face is dignified like water, he knows that the real attack is coming.
If the soul is severely wounded, it is ten times more than a hundred times more harmful than the body.
The goddess of the gods, the face is dignified like water, after a little tilt, the powerful spiritual power, like the raging sea of ​​the sea, directly rushed into the sea of ​​Ziyan.
Sumo waited quietly and dealt with Zi Yan. He basically couldn't help much. This is the collision of the spirit of the spirit in the sea of ​​purple, and everything is silent.
At the same time, he has already notified the avatar through his mind.
It is too difficult to get out of the mouth of the purple scorpion, and it is necessary to rely on the of heaven.
As time went by, the purple enamel was still at the bottom of the lake, and its face was getting paler and paler.
The goddess of the gods, slightly better, but his face is also slightly pale.
For the goddess of the gods, in the case of not completely killing the spirit of the purple scorpion, and not destroying the purple scorpion as the foundation, it is indeed a little pressure to reinvent the of the purple sable.
If he wants to completely kill the sable, he can only solve it with one palm. However, he must guarantee the safety of the sable, so he can only use this stupid method.
Sumo also knows this situation. He knows that virtue does not kill Ziyan, so he does not insist.
Time passed slowly, and after about half an hour, the purple scorpion shook his body, his eyes turned white, and he passed out directly.
The goddess of the gods opened his eyes, and a long breath in his mouth slammed the soul of the purple scorpion, and his spirit was consumed tremendously.
"Sumo, his soul has been hit hard by the old man, and fell into a deep sleep!" said the demon king.

How long will it sleep?
asked Sumo.
"It is estimated that you will sleep for about half a year, and you may sleep for a year!" said the demon king. The spirit of the purple scorpion was hurt by him very much. Even after waking up, it would not be possible to recover after tens of thousands of years.
The potential of the purple scorpion is very great, and the ethics is worried that the other party will retaliate in the future, so it is only after the slap.
"Half-year time, that's enough!" Sumo sighed, although the repair was not high, but half a year, enough to come here.
At this moment, just wait for the arrival of the body.
There is also, Sumo is contemplating, this time, even if you can not kill the purple, you must not easily pass the other side, must give the other party unbearable damage.