Reborn as a tree

Chapter 319 The Holy Spirit
Nan Bowan, who was already completely desperate, suddenly felt a familiar wave of soul.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar force poured into her body, helping her stabilize the soul that was on the verge of disappearing.

Although He Jiu's spiritual consciousness was a little confused, he also knew that he couldn't do anything to Samson at this distance.

So he just said lightly: "Let's go, I'll take you home."

A simple sentence made this female barbarian's emotions accumulated these days explode instantly.

The female barbarian, who had always been extremely strong, nodded heavily with tears in her eyes.

Just when a wave of space fluctuations just emerged, Samson's cold voice sounded beside him.

"I want to take her away, have you asked me?"

When Samson's voice fell, a restless spatial storm blew up around him.

This restless energy instantly disrupted He Jiu's regular spatial fluctuations.

Samson's annoying voice instantly ignited the anger in He Jiu's heart.

He sketched it subconsciously.

With the non-stop flashing of one after another magic runes, dozens of space blades slashed towards Samson in an instant.

However, after all, He Jiu released the magic across the entire continent, and its power was attenuated by nearly [-]%.

These space blades didn't even break through Samson's protection.

Before He Jiu could continue to move, a ray of black flame had already drifted towards He Jiu's spiritual consciousness.

A flash of excitement flashed in Samson's eyes and he said, "You dare to use your spiritual power, then taste the pain of burning spiritual power."

These black flames made He Jiu faintly feel a hint of danger.

He instinctively wanted to withdraw his mental power, but Nan Bowan not far away made him suddenly sober.

Just when he was hesitating, these black flames had already attached to his spiritual consciousness.

A soul-burning pain emerged in He Jiu's heart.

But this pain also made He Jiu wake up suddenly.

Resisting the pain that burned his soul, He Jiu sketched again from the air.

A force of space emerged again.

However, before this power of space enveloped Nan Bowan, he was disturbed by a space storm again.

Samson kept releasing the black flames, and said in a cold tone: "It seems that this barbarian is very important to you.

To save this savage, you are willing to endure the pain of burning soul.

In this case, I will give you a chance, as long as you can release the complete space magic in front of me, I will let you save him! "

In just a moment, hundreds of black flames attached to He Jiu's spiritual consciousness.

'He wanted to use Nan Bowan as a bait in an attempt to wear down my spiritual consciousness as much as possible! '

He Jiu understood Samson's intention immediately.

However, no matter what, he couldn't just watch Nan Bowan die tragically in front of him.

After a little hesitation, He Jiu swallowed another drop of corrupted divine power.

The pain of burning his soul made He Jiu wake up instantly.

Before a murmur came into his ears, He Jiu sent this messy consciousness into the channel of faith.

A frantic mental storm erupted suddenly, extinguishing most of the black flame attached to He Jiu's spiritual consciousness.

Taking advantage of Samson's mental power being disturbed, He Jiu quickly sketched.

However, Samson also showed a look of madness in his eyes.

He actually disregarded the disturbance of the mental storm and forcibly disturbed the space.

Dark red blood flowed from the corners of Samson's eyes and the tip of his nose.

However, his expression was extremely excited and he said: "Mu Shen, go back to your lair!
No matter what methods you use, you will not be able to take away this believer of yours.

Today I will burn her alive in front of you! "

While speaking, Samson released nearly a hundred black flames again.

Although He Jiu knew that Samson's words were just to annoy himself, the anger in his heart still kept gushing out.

Waves of mental storms driven by divine power attacked Samson one after another, while He Jiu took the opportunity to draw the spatial magic pattern non-stop.

Samson was also almost insane at the moment, he carried the mental storm forcefully, and kept disturbing the surrounding space.

Dark red blood dripped down Samson's seven orifices, but he became more and more crazy.

Thousands of soul-burning flames were released, and these black fireworks ignited almost every inch of He Jiu's spiritual consciousness.

For a while, He Jiu and Samson fell into mutual consumption.

Not far away, Nan Bowan saw all this in his eyes.

Her eyes gradually clouded, and a tear finally slipped from the corner of her eye.

In this terrifying mental and space storm, Nan Bowan's eyes gradually became firmer.

She murmured: "Master Mushen, you are the greatest god in the Shanze world!
For your believers, you are willing to bear the pain of burning your soul.

However, your humble believer can only watch you suffer this inhuman pain, and cannot do anything for you...

I'm guilty!
I don't ask for your forgiveness, I just ask you to take me away from this evil!
I am willing to give up my body, burn my soul, and dedicate everything I have, just to become a blade in your hands and eradicate all who are your enemies. "

Amid whispers, Nan Bowan's body began to disintegrate inch by inch.

The disappeared flesh and blood did not spill on the ground, but turned into streams of pure energy, filling her soul.

Nanbowan's soul, which had been somewhat broken, solidified in the blink of an eye.

The change on her side instantly caught He Jiu's attention.

Without any thought, He Jiu injected the purified divine power into Nan Bowan's soul.

Suddenly, a soft light flashed around Nan Bowan's soul.

This change was completely beyond Samson's expectations.

"This is... the Holy Spirit!"

A look of disbelief flashed in Samson's blood-red eyes.

The moment Samson exclaimed, Nan Bowan's soul appeared in front of him as if teleported.

Before Samson could react, Nanbowan's phantom arm had already pierced Samson's chest.

Nan Bowan's invisible arm immediately passed through Samson's chest.

"what!"

Although Samson didn't have any scars on his chest, he wailed violently as if his heart had really been pierced.

What Nan Bowan penetrated was his soul!

If it weren't for Samson's strong strength and solid soul, he might have been blown away by this blow.

Even so, however, he was severely wounded.

After Samson staggered back a few steps, there was no trace of blood on his face.

He never thought that Nan Bowan would choose to burn everything in himself at this time.

However, what made him even more unexpected was that a small Ze-level warrior was successfully transformed into a holy spirit!

As a magister, he naturally knew the significance of a holy spirit to a god.

'This Holy Spirit must not be allowed to continue to exist! '

This idea kept flashing in Samson's mind.

Resisting the weakness of his soul, he trembled and crushed a piece of crystal in front of him.

A wave of evil curse power spread instantly.

(End of this chapter)