I Got Reincarnated as a Weed (My New Life As A Plant In A Cultivation World)

"call!"

The skull opened its mouth and spewed out endless black mist.

The black mist has the ability to erode, obviously the skull wants to erode Zhou Ye.

It possesses a certain intelligence.

It is a trace of the origin separated from the wandering soul, and with a trace of divine sense in it, one can naturally understand what one is doing at the moment.

Facing Zhou Ye's flood-like divine sense, the skull did not dare to be careless.

Zhou Ye's soul state is not high, for it, the quality is very different.

Between Zhou Ye's soul and its soul collision, it can make Zhou Ye comprehend what absolute crushing is.

Unfortunately, it's just a sliver of origin now.

So it didn't dare to push big.

There is a huge difference in strength between Zhou Ye's peak state and a trace of its original nature.

Even if it is the spirit of the fairyland, it is too difficult to compete with Zhou Ye's divine sense with only a trace of its origin.

If it was in Zhou Ye's mind, there was still hope of seizing Zhou Ye, and it would succeed when Zhou Ye wasn't paying attention.

But at the moment it is inside the core of the Immortal Immortal Map.

This venue is not Zhou Ye's home court, nor is it completely his home court. From a certain point of view, the two are almost a fair competition.

Thinking of his own situation, Youhun Yuanyuan was a little sad.

This was already a hole dug many years ago, it couldn't contact the deity, and the power of Immortal Prisoner Tu had been exhausted, so it was an extravagant hope to steal some power for his own use.

And at this moment, Youhun felt that Zhou Ye was very difficult.

This is a hard bone to crack, or in other words, this thing is not a bone at all, it is black iron after refining.

Without the power of Prisoner Immortal Map to borrow, how can you gnaw at the other party?

Wandering Soul Yuanyuan slowly felt melancholy in his heart.

The deity has left it here for many years.

If Prison Immortal Map still had the power of a hundred years ago, no, thirty years ago, then Youhun Yuanyuan felt that he could suppress Zhou Ye in minutes.

As for now.

Don't make trouble, you will be kicked out.

"boom!"

Zhou Ye's divine sense directly bombarded with the black mist spit out by the source of the wandering soul.

The power of the wandering soul is very powerful, after all, it is the foundation of the soul.

The black mist it spit out did eat away a lot of Zhou Ye's soul power.

However, the origin of the wandering soul is only a trace, and there is not much power that can be stolen.

Moreover, it found that a situation that was not conducive to itself had occurred.

It was so difficult to refine Zhou Ye's soul power!

Fuck.

What the hell, what are you doing.

Wandering Soul is a little dazed.

However, there is not much timidity in my heart.

It is just a trace of the original source. After the hiccup, with the strength of the deity, it can be recuperated in a few months.

"Come on, why are you so confused?"

Zhou Ye was suddenly dissatisfied.

He fought against the Immortal Emperor Nan after being seized, that is, he fought against that wandering soul.

However, due to the physical limitations of Emperor Nanxian, Wandering Soul was unable to exert his own strength.

And because the soul and body were not fully integrated, and it was inconvenient to attack Zhou Ye with divine thoughts, because once that was done, Emperor Nanxian's body might not be preserved.

So no matter how you look at it, the wandering soul must leave the body of Emperor Nanxian.

And after breaking away, they will be backlashed and very weak.

This also led to Zhou Ye having no chance to fight against the power of the fairyland at all.

This made him, Zhou, very disappointed.

And looking at the wandering soul in front of him, Zhou Ye's smile became more and more kind.

After finally catching an existence with the power of the fairyland, even if it is only a trace of the source of the soul, he, Zhou, will try every means to bully it today.

No reason.

I just want to experience the feeling of being beaten to death by the power of fairyland.

However, Zhou Ye looked at the origin of the wandering soul in front of him.

It's really hot enough, and it can't exert any power that belongs to the fairyland.

What is the use of this kind of wandering soul source you said?

"I really want to refine you now."

Zhou Ye grinned grimly, like a bandit.

"I blew myself up here today, and you can't refine me."

Wandering Soul Yuanyuan sneered, then opened his mouth wide, and layers of spiritual attacks came out of his mouth.

In the core of Prisoner's Picture, the attack of Wandering Soul's origin is like a powerful sound wave, layer by layer, forcibly turning the place where the sound wave passes into a distorted zone.

"I've learned this trick before."

Zhou Ye was immediately happy.

To be honest, this trick is really useless to me.

Youhun Yuanyuan didn't speak, his heart was heavy.

Zhou Ye easily dodged the attack of the concussion of the divine sense, and then showed an inexplicable expression, and said, "Your deity has already been hiccupped by me, why don't you stop struggling?"

Youhun Yuanyuan was slightly taken aback, then shook his head violently.

"You fart, if the deity falls, I will fall too!"

Youhun Yuanyuan understood that Zhou Ye just wanted to stir up his nervousness.

But that's impossible.

The scene suddenly became stalemate.

Zhou Ye pondered for a long time, and finally said: "Then if I try my best to kill you, your real body will also suffer backlash?"

"Won't."

The origin of wandering souls is resolute.

Seeing it like this, Zhou Ye was immediately happy.

"Don't answer so quickly. It's better to lie less. Tell a lie and lose a strand of hair, and you will become bald." Zhou Ye has seen through everything.

Really treat Zhou Ye as a novice who doesn't understand anything.

If it is said that after the death of the avatar split by the secret method, the deity will not be backlashed, then Zhou Ye must believe that, after all, there are thousands of methods in the world, and there are all kinds of things.

If this is the case, Zhou Ye will believe it immediately.

but.

Haixian made it very clear that the one in front of him is the soul of the wandering soul.

The source of the soul is immortal, except for some pain when the source is split, in this group, there is nothing wrong with it in normal state.

But if the soul source is gone.

The deity will suffer a certain amount of backlash, and the degree of this backlash depends entirely on the strength of the original soul.

so.

"I'm sure that if I kill you, your true self will definitely suffer backlash. This time your true self has suffered from the backlash of the separation of spirit and body, and is already very weak. When you run, you are shaking. If I now If I kill you, will the backlash against your true self be aggravated?"

Zhou Ye asked with a smile.

He admitted that he was really cheap.

But what can he do? It's really cool to do this.

Well, if you really want to find any excuse, it is that your brain is not dry, but your mouth and hands will not let go of each other.

"you……!"

The source of the wandering soul was terrified.

If it is really what Zhou Ye said, then this deity is really in danger.

"Hey, come on!"

Zhou Ye grinned grimly.

"You, me, what the hell..."

Wandering Soul retreated helplessly, a little scared, to be precise, he was bluffed.

"Go report to your deity!"

Zhou Ye's spiritual thoughts condensed into substance, turned into a sharp virtue sword, and stabbed fiercely at the source of the wandering soul.

"Fight!"

The wandering soul roared angrily.

It opened its mouth wide, and the hollow eye sockets of the solid skull made people feel depressed.

"boom!"

The virtue sword condensed with spiritual thoughts destroyed the two front teeth of the skull, and continued to move forward like a broken bamboo.

"boom!"

The back of Youhun Yuanyuan's head was punched with a hole by the virtue sword.

"ah!!!"

Wandering Soul Yuanyuan felt the pain.

It became crazy, counterattacked before death, and even wanted to bite a piece of Zhou Ye's flesh.

Zhou Ye's divine sense retreated.

"Come here, come here and hit me."

Zhou Ye waved at the source of the crazy wandering soul.

Bad behavior, very reckless.

Wandering Soul Yuanyuan was really impatient.

"You pissed me off!"

The Wandering Soul roared wildly, and hit Zhou Ye with his head.

"After all, it's just a trace of the source, and the IQ that can be accommodated is too little."

While Zhou Ye shook his head, his divine sense cut out a black and white intertwined sword light, lifting the cover of the soul's origin.

"Boom!"

The essence of the wandering soul is shattered and turned into nothingness.

At the same time, Zhou Ye saw a ray of black light flickering and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

outside world.

Haixian watched that ray of black light emerge from the Immortal Immortal Picture.

Haixian stretched out his hand with a flat face, and the black light involuntarily landed on Haixian's palm, like a little snake, constantly bumping into Haixian's hand, struggling to escape.

"I caught it, crushed it, or what?"

Haixian asked Zhou Ye's spiritual thoughts in the picture of prisoner.

"If it goes back, will it be able to restore its original strength?" Zhou Ye asked thoughtfully.

"Of course not. Apart from some energy, it's just some memory." Haixian replied.

Zhou Ye's eyes lit up.

"Let go let go, let go quickly."

Hearing the excitement in Zhou Ye's tone, Haixian was a little confused.

"Just let it go?"

Haixian wants to study the origin of this soul.

It's not that he hasn't studied it before, the main reason is that Haixian wants to review his previous knowledge.

"Then can you add a spell similar to the water mirror technique?"

Zhou Ye's divine sense withdrew from the Immortal Immortal Picture.

He didn't start formally refining the Immortal Map, so he wasn't in a hurry for the time being, but asked Haixian excitedly.

"With my current strength, it is naturally possible, but if the other party is too vigilant, they may notice." Haixian said.

"It's okay, I'm just curious to see."

Zhou Ye smiled.

Haixian nodded slightly, then cast a spell on the black light, scanned it carefully with his spiritual thoughts many times, and found that it was well hidden, Haixian let the black light go.

at the same time.

Haixian turned his right hand over, and a splash of water appeared on the palm of his hand, forming a water mirror in an instant.

Looking at the black light in the water mirror that was constantly speeding up and automatically hidden, Zhou Ye suddenly said, "Can the water mirror appear in front of that guy by then?"

"Do you want to say hello to him?"

Haixian said in surprise.

"Yes, how can we say that everyone is an enemy, isn't it something a kind-hearted enemy should do to pay attention to the health of the enemy?" Zhou Ye said as a matter of course.

"..." Haixian.

Seems... quite reasonable?

Haixian also didn't know what Zhou Ye wanted to do.

But look at Zhou Ye's mean smile.

She always felt that being Zhou Ye's enemy might be really tiring.