Emperor of Nine Suns

The handsome and mysterious man continued to say to Ling Xuan coldly.

"So I might as well tell you, so every desperate step in your life is arranged by me! You entered the Netherworld Sect, enjoyed the same mentor and apprenticeship, and then was forced to transform the war corpse by the sect elder. Personally instructed! I just want to awaken the blood in your body, slaughter the whole sect, and completely sever your emotions and desires!"

"Later, I concocted the illusion of my own suspended animation and led you to the Black Mist Valley, also to cut off your sense of mentoring and apprenticeship towards me, and to drive you into despair step by step, bringing you into the ultimate despair. "

"My final goal is to make you completely desperate, lose all the will to survive, lose all human emotions, lose all autonomous souls, and become the most perfect desperate corpse! I just didn't expect you to be That trace of my obsession is so heavy, I have chased this far north to the extreme north, and I want to see me too!"

"When I show up in front of you now, I want to completely cut off your thoughts! Do you understand? I want you to destroy all your love, hatred, grudges and cause and effect with your own hands, and from then on become one A perfect weapon without a soul can truly stay by my side!"

The girl sitting on the glacier seemed to have gone out of her soul. For so many years, the only master she believed in was only using her demons.

"This is the end, do you have any last words?"

He looked at Ling Xuan with an indescribable indifference in his eyes. At this moment, Ling Xuan's eyes were even more hollow. Those bright and bright eyes could hardly see any gleam at this time, but just sat there blankly, losing all their vitality.

"well."

Seeing Ling Xuan's heartbroken, the black-clothed man nodded in satisfaction. He looked at Ling Xuan's gaze as if he was looking at a weapon he had built by himself. The corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, and he slowly raised it. Left palm.

"Ling Xuan, it seems that you have thoroughly stimulated the desperate blood in your body and can be refined into a perfect war corpse. In the next life, I will give you a chance to be my apprentice. Now, you will be in another form. Stay by my side!"

As the black-clothed man's voice just fell, a violent energy like a landslide and tsunami instantly condensed in the palm of his palm. That terrifying energy seemed to be a technique that specifically annihilated the soul. Chu Chen just looked from a distance. At a glance, I felt that my primordial spirit was violently fluctuating, and my soul was almost gone!

not good! This old thing really wants to completely annihilate Ling Xuan's soul!

Chu Chen's heart was suddenly frightened and furious, but at this moment, he was just the coming of the soul, and he couldn't change all of this at all. Seeing that a devastating wave was about to bomb Ling Xuan's body, Chu Chen was horrified, and suddenly raised to the sky and let out an eagle that shook the world!

This eagle hum came from the body of the black eagle. It was a chirp that burst directly from the deepest part of the soul. It traveled through hundreds of millions of space and resounded through the entire sky. This was the voice of the soul that Chu Chen made with all his strength!

When the eagle's voice that resounded through the world burst into his ears, Ling Xuan, who was originally heartbroken and almost completely dissipated all his consciousness, suddenly shook his body slightly, and a glimmer of life suddenly passed in his eyes!

It's the little eagle! It was the little eagle that was completely black and had an inexplicable cause and effect with her! It's its voice!

If Ling Xuan has any nostalgia for this world, I am afraid that it is the black eagle. Ever since he inadvertently rescued the stubborn little black eagle from the mouth of a silver moon and black snake in the Black Mist Valley, between them It was as if there was a layer of entangled grievances and cause and effect, and several lives and deaths together had already unknowingly connected her to the heart of the black eagle!

It's been a long time, how is the little eagle living now?

Now hearing its voice, is it calling yourself? Every time I met the black eagle, although it was just an eagle, a beast and a bird.

However, Ling Xuan could always see the emotional fluctuations similar to human beings in the eyes of the black eagle.

Is it an illusion? Ling Xuan didn't know, but those pure and clear eyes still lingered in her heart, unable to erase! Thinking about this, Ling Xuan, who had completely lost all the will to survive, was about to start to shine with completely hollow eyes!

Seeing this scene, the black-clothed man's expression suddenly changed. The physique of the Desperate Puppet War Corpses is extremely special. The more despair and frustration in their hearts, the stronger the ancient fighting power bursting out of their blood. When they lose all their hope and will to survive, they are at their strongest. .

On the contrary, if they have such a trace of obsession in their hearts and cannot completely enter the despair of no thoughts and no thoughts, then the divine power in their bodies will also be weakened. The higher the hope, the weaker the burst of strength.

It was precisely because of this extremely special physique that he did not hesitate to expend his efforts to push Ling Xuan step by step into a state of despair.

But what he could not think of was that when Ling Xuan's will was about to completely collapse, his soul was completely annihilated, and the desperate bloodline in the body was about to burst out of the strongest divine power, her heart had once again risen a life of hope! This hope, in his opinion, is tantamount to a bolt from the blue ~ www.ltnovel.com~ destroying all his painstaking efforts over the years!

A huge anger surged into my heart, and the sweetheart withered brows frowned, and looked at Ling Xuan coldly: "I didn't expect that there are still things in this world that make you nostalgic. Very good, no matter what you are nostalgic for, I will completely destroy him! Push you into a more desperate world, let you inspire the most powerful desperate body in the legend, and become my strongest weapon!"

"Ling Xuan, you can do it yourself!"

As soon as the voice fell, a black-clothed sweetheart with a dead heart waved his palm, and the figure disappeared for a while. In the vast world, only Ling Xuan was left alone on the ice-cold glacier. Although Chu Chen's eagle shook the world and awakened a trace of survival in his heart, Ling Xuan's expression was still a bit dazed, and there was a distressing fragility in his eyes.

When Chu Chen saw this, he felt a great pain. Just about to say something, a violent feeling of dizziness suddenly surged into his heart. In an instant, the whole world was retreating rapidly. Before he could react, he only felt his body shake, fiercely. After sinking, the primordial spirit consciousness has returned to the black eagle clone.

Woo... A violent dizziness surged in his mind, making Chu Chen's whole mind groggy, unable to distinguish east from west to north. An unprecedented sense of weakness made him even faint almost immediately.