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Ba Feng was completely immersed in his fantasy, showing a foolish smile.

Suddenly, at this very moment, Ba Feng felt his hand was empty.

The close connection with the staff was suddenly severed.

The surprise was no small matter.

Seeing that they are about to complete their work, but they are suddenly cut off. The powerful backlash alone is not something ordinary people can bear.

Click!

He suddenly heard a strange sound.

This voice seems to sound from the depths of the soul, and it seems to sound from the heart.

After this voice sounded, he felt that his whole body was like a porcelain doll, which instantly shattered.

He let out a terrified cry, opened his eyes suddenly, but was dumbfounded.

Everything in front of him was completely beyond his imagination.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, looked at the familiar figure in front of him, and said, "Brother, you...why are you alive again?"

Where is the slightest embarrassment in the domineering success in front of him?

Except for a little dirt on the animal skin clothes, there was no blood at all, let alone injuries.

The other warriors also looked at him strangely.

They were in good health and did not appear to be blood-stained on the spot.

Even the dead warrior was intact.

"You...you lost your neck, how can you still be alive? No...no, this is not real, it must be in a dream."

Ba Feng yelled in disbelief.

"I want to wake up, I want to wake up, my great Lord Bafeng cannot be defeated by a lowly human race."

He slapped his cheek hard, the slap was really hard, and it became red and swollen instantly.

Looking at the crazy Ba Feng, Ba Cheng sighed with a strange expression, and shouted unbearably: "Brother, wake up, you are not dreaming, this is all true."

"Didn't dream? Impossible? Zhuo Yifan, you...you are not dead? You even stole my soul-eating staff. I want to kill you."

In the blink of an eye, Ba Feng saw an unforgettable figure.

It was Zhuo Yifan with a calm face, holding the Soul Eater Staff, looking at him with pity.

That kind of gaze, just like a normal rich man looking at a disabled person begging on the street, is simply unacceptable.

There was a killing intent in his eyes, and he was about to unleash the most terrifying spiritual attack and kill Zhuo Yifan.

But in an instant, his face was ashen, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, which was unbelievable.

"No...no, what's going on? My spiritual magnetic field...my divine power? Why are they gone? And my heart, this is absolutely impossible."

Ba Feng was stunned in shock.

It was like being struck by lightning in his mind, completely blinded.

The previously powerful spiritual magnetic field has actually been shattered.

It's like a broken plate, barely glued together, and if it moves a little, it will turn into crumbs all over the floor.

And the powerful fluctuations before have disappeared at this moment.

Mind magnetic field, die!

There was also a feeling of suffocation from the incomparably powerful devil's heart.

That's a sign of rapid failure.

At this moment, he felt like a fish caught ashore, struggling to breathe the last bit of air that belonged to him.

The whole world is gradually losing color in front of my eyes.

"Yuanyuan, what is going on, please tell me, let me understand!"

The ferocious flame in his eyes disappeared with the disappearance of power. At this moment, the fire of life was about to be extinguished. His greatest wish was to know how he lost.

Zhuo Yifan sighed, and said: "Actually, I didn't do anything, I just magnified the demons in your heart. You are narrow-minded, you will repay your flaws, and you have great ambitions and ambitions. , it will explode sooner or later, I just helped you a little earlier."

He smiled faintly: "At least, before this, you haven't caused any real regrets."

Ba Feng looked at Ba Cheng and the other brothers, with a hint of shame in his eyes.

He said in pain: "So it's like this, hehe, Yuanyuan, you are indeed the curse here, and everyone who meets you is doomed to die badly."

Zhuo Yifan said: "Bafeng, you are a peerless genius, but you can come up with this method to drive the Soul Eater Staff, but unfortunately, I really want you to go on, not to mention Tyrant, the entire Samsara Continent, I'm afraid They will all be caught in a bloodbath."

Ba Feng laughed loudly: "I am the real owner of the Soul Devouring Staff. Even if I die today, this fact cannot be changed."

"No, you are not. At best, you can only become a slave of the staff with this method." Zhuo Yifan smiled slightly: "I, Yuan Yuan, is its real master. Do you want to see it?"

Not only Ba Feng, but all the warriors of the Ba clan and Ba Shan were unbelievable when he said this.

This is too much.

For a human race, how can He De become the master of the Tyrant artifact?

It is said that this artifact was refined from the ancestor gods, and no one can make it recognize its owner.

Zhuo Yifan glanced at the crowd lightly and said, "Why, you don't believe me?"

Ba Cheng said solemnly: "Of course I don't believe it, Yuan Yuan, even though you saved our lives just now, it doesn't mean that we will support you. You are still a member of the human race. After you leave the Holy Land, our Ba clan will still do the same. I issue a killing order against you."

Zhuo Yifan was a little speechless: "I have already said that I came here by accident. Forget it, you will not believe it. As long as I can make the Soul Eater recognize the master, you will no longer Are you holding me accountable?"

Ba Chengdao: "The Soul Devouring Staff is a super artifact bestowed by the ancestor God Nuwa. It has existed as the treasure of the clan for countless years. Over the past tens of millions of years, the Ba clan has also produced many wonderful super geniuses, but the most powerful genius , at most it is borrowing part of the power of the staff, and no one has ever been able to make the staff truly recognize the master."

He took a deep breath: "If you can really make the staff recognize the owner, you will be the envoy of our Tyrant clan, the supreme honored guest."

Ba Xian exclaimed excitedly: "Brother Yuan, I believe in you, you will definitely be able to do it."

Ba Shan is also full of expectations: "Brother Yuan, after becoming an envoy of God, even the patriarch will listen to you."

Zhuo Yifan smiled and said, "Is it true that after becoming an envoy of God, everything has been wiped out?"

"Of course. The premise is that you can succeed."

Everyone nodded.

In fact, even if it is a tyrant, it is useless to give much hope.

This [Soul Devouring Staff] has existed for a long time, and it is impossible to be recognized as its owner.

Ba Feng also stared at Zhuo Yifan, and said: "Yuan, this soul-eating staff has established a deep connection with me for a long time, it is impossible for you to let him recognize the master, let me be one with it." !Even if I die, the staff can protect my family."

Zhuo Yifan sneered coldly: "Bafeng, give up! You want to pollute the staff with your own soul and become the spirit of the staff. How is this possible? The staff already has a spirit, and you will never tolerate the second A tool spirit exists, if you really do this, the final end will be wiped out, and nothing will change."

Ba Feng was seen through by Zhuo Yifan, and he didn't quibble, but urged: "Since you are so sure, why don't you start?"