Soul Imprinting Master

Wake up!

Cong Xiaofei is a little confused. He wipes the blood from the corner of his eyes. His vision has become blurred, and the fragments in his previous films can be seen.

I should be the just side in the legend.

Cong Xiaofei smiles. The past two years have not been in vain.

Yes, his grandmother's, after two years, although his strength has greatly increased, why is he so cautious now! Even if they can't beat each other, but give up, not others beat you, but yourself beat yourself!

The dying bird is in the sky! I Cong Xiaofei may also be a man of indomitable spirit!

Well, it's no big deal.

Cong Xiaofei stood up with his eyes wide open. Suddenly, he shot a few swirling black gases from his body and dissolved them in the air!

The sorcerer saw this scene, but he was surprised again in his heart. What kind of method did the boy practice? He even sent out the despicable air in the dead air!

What a strong sense it should be!

You know, the spirit of death released by sorcery is not the general spirit of death!

Wu Zhuan's death Qi is called Wu Zhuan's death Qi. One is despicable Qi, which can make the opponent have no fighting spirit; Second, the erosive Qi can absorb the other party's anger; Third, anger can make the other party impetuous; Fourth, the weak Qi can make the other party unable to absorb the aura between heaven and earth; Fifth, the spirit of repentance can help the other party remember the wrong things they have done and produce extreme sadness!

And this Cong Xiaofei, with his own will, forcibly released his despicable spirit! And the black ink insect is also constantly sending anger to the outside world, and has a strong life force to resist erosion!

In fact, what the sorcerer did not expect was that it was the repentance in the five turns of death that made Cong Xiaofei recover his fighting spirit!

But how could the sorcerer make Cong Xiaofei wake up gradually? He quickly put his hands together and yelled "death, whip!"

Suddenly, a huge skull appeared beside Cong Xiaofei. A large number of maggots were crawling out of the skull. The skull was shining, which urged those maggots to attack Cong Xiaofei like shells!

"Boom boom!" Countless maggots attack Cong Xiaofei's body,

At this time, Cong Xiaofei has no defensive power, and his body is so heavily attacked that he is full of holes!

The sharp pain of skin tearing, the huge itching of burning paralysis, always how uncomfortable it is!

insist! Cong Xiaofei only has this belief in his heart. Two years later, Cong Xiaofei can force out the despicable spirit, and his will is stronger than before!

At this time, a lot of black blood has been flowing out of Cong Xiaofei's body. It is obvious that his blood has been eroded by the death spirit, and his body is even more attacked by the death spirit. The so-called injury is more serious!

So Cong Xiaofei body involuntarily downward tilt, finally had to kneel on one knee, left hand force to support the ground! Mubai hides behind Cong Xiaofei. He is not afraid of death, but she will die as soon as she goes out. Cong Xiaofei protects himself when she falls down, which will affect him!

"Lingzun! Holy Father Mubai just called Cong Xiaofei's name over and over again. He was so anxious that he was more miserable than his own injury!

no way! No more! If you have been like this, you can't carry such an attack even if you are a hard body! And at this time the body's basic aura immediately used up, the most important, dead in their own body, greatly delayed their absorption of aura speed, the tattoo is blocked!

"Don't use your strength to fight against death. Give me your strength. Only I can absorb the spirit of living beings and fight again!" Cong Xiaofei resisted the physical trauma and said to the sea of consciousness.

Yiyi and Xiaosi immediately understand and return the control of ability to Cong Xiaofei immediately.

"Green vine! Life is back

"Green vine! Big fix

"Black ink worm, take poison!"

“...”

Cong Xiaofei constantly urges fajue to fight against the dead spirit, but he slowly resists the attack!

The sorcerer was casting a spell at this time, but he saw that the other side had found a way to deal with wuzhuan's death. He couldn't help but make up his mind. This boy is really powerful. I'm the only one to ask for his own magic weapon!

You know, this magic weapon is the last trick of sorcery. If you can force him to use it, it means that he has regarded Cong Xiaofei as his own enemy and is a powerful enemy!

The sorcerer smelts a ring to store things, and immediately appears a huge ring several Zhang long

Scythe, the top of the scythe is red sawtooth, and under the sawtooth, there is a scarlet flag!

"The third of the seven kills in the field, the scythe spirit banner!" This is the magic weapon of sorcery!

The sickle can gather the spirit of the dead, and the spirit flag can release a large number of the dead. This is a pure attack magic weapon!

You know, as a cultivator, the magic weapon of life is very important to you. Different cultivators have different magic weapons. The most powerful one is the pure attack magic weapon of life, which is the most powerful!

It was just a breath. Several tall dead spirits sprang out of the flag. They stood up and were even higher than the sorcerer!

These dead souls firmly press Cong Xiaofei to the ground. Although Cong Xiaofei urges the power of huayiteng, he can't move at all!

And the sickle has quickly moved to Cong Xiaofei, the next breath came to Cong Xiaofei! And already have two dead spirit, just about to behind of Mu white start!

These dead souls are black purple and translucent, but they all have entities!

Red serrated sickle, has come to Cong Xiaofei!

The sorcerer in the distance snorted coldly, thinking that my sickle spirit flag is the third magic weapon in the seven kills of the corpse and puppet, and its ability can kill gods! Even if you have Yuan Ying's accomplishments, you will be terrified!

What to do, what to do! At this time Cong Xiaofei just like standing alone in the dark, can not find a ray of light, even so, Cong Xiaofei still firmly believes that the battle will not be defeated!

That is, in less than a breath, Cong Xiaofei found a little light in the long night, and the light came from the sea of consciousness!

Today's sea of consciousness is really like a vast ocean, forming a huge whirlpool in the center. The breath of life in the body is driven by this whirlpool, and it seems to radiate endless power. Yiyi and others in the sea of consciousness all close their eyes and meditate quietly like Buddha.

Cong Xiaofei took a deep breath. Since the whirlpool appeared, his body felt comfortable, and several fatal injuries seemed to be recovering slowly. Everything is empty and bright, just like the vision of the new life.

At this time, a sense suddenly ran into his mind.

It's not so much consciousness as epiphany.

Soul seal, wake up at last!