Yong Heng Zhi Zun

"Master?"

Li Fuchen and Su Muyu look at each other.

The existence of the spirit is higher than their existence.

The spirit was a level six monster. The owner of the level six monster was not a level seven monster or a strong one beyond the spirit fighting realm.

Before they came, they did not doubt him. They thought that the graveyard on the map was the cemetery of the unborn warrior.

If they knew that the cemetery was so terrible, they would definitely think twice and not rush in so rashly.

The wind of Yin is howling, freezing people's heart and soul.

At the moment, Li Fuzhen and Su Muyu are difficult to move and their muscles are very stiff.

"Unable to resist, is this man a demon or the true spirit of a strong man?"

Li Fuchen's consciousness is still clear.

As far as he knows, level six monsters can give birth to demons, and those with strong fighting spirit can produce true spirits.

If the soul loses its body, it will be lax.

But if a spirit or a real spirit is born, the soul can last for a long time. Under special circumstances, it can last for thousands of years.

Maybe there is something in this cemetery that can nourish the spirits and true spirits, so that the spirits and true spirits of countless years ago can be preserved.

"For many years, I can't remember. This cemetery was finally found."

In the cloudy wind, the empty shadow of the human figure sighs, and the hoarse and cold voice makes people shudder.

"Master, with these bodies, we can get out of the graveyard and create another glory." "Fu Chongshan" knelt on the ground and said respectfully.

"Li Wuxue" said: "in those days, all the super strong were expelled or killed. Now we go out, and soon we will be invincible. No one or any force can stop us. With endless resources, we will be back to the top."

"If I had not been besieged and beaten up, I would not have been destroyed. Only the true spirit is left. Fortunately, I have been prepared to build a cemetery here. Otherwise, I would have disappeared after so many years."

"You two, get out of the body." The shadow of the figure followed.

Obviously, he said something about "Wei Shan He" and "fan Qian Yu". As for "Li Wu Xue" and "Fu Chong Shan", their bodies had already been eroded by evil spirits and could not be reversed.

"Yes

The two spirits retreated from Weishan River and fan Qianyu's body.

Bang bang!

Wei Shanhe and fan Qianyu fell to the ground and had already lost consciousness.

The endless wind converged, and the virtual shadow of human figure turned into a light spot, which shot into fan Qianyu's eyebrow heart.

"Four star root bone, too bad, the soul is not very strong, chicken ribs are not as good."

"Fan Qianyu" opened his mouth.

"Is he choosing his body?"

Li Fuchen and Su Muyu are shocked.

They wanted to move, but they couldn't move at all. A very cold force entangled them.

The light spot seeps out and grasps into the heart of Weishan River eyebrow.

"This one is even worse. With his body, it is impossible to reach the peak again. At most, he can only reach the spirit fighting state." "Weishan River" frowned.

Looking at fan qiansong, the spot of light swept out.

"This one is OK. It has five-star roots and a strong soul. Although it is not as good as I was in the first year of junior high school, I still have the memory of my predecessor. It is not difficult to return to the peak. However, the other two bodies seem better, and the good things will be kept until the end." Fan qiansong looks at Su Muyu and Li Fuchen.

The spirits of level 6 monsters take their houses from the weak ones. If their spiritual will is too strong, they can't take them in a moment. Maybe they will be hurt by the other party's will. Undoubtedly, the spirits of these two people are the most powerful. The spirits who are strong enough to level 6 monsters dare not test them at all.

A drop of cold sweat appeared on Li Fuchen's forehead.

In the soul, the golden amulet turns fiercely and unprecedentedly fierce, as if sensing a crisis.

"What to do?"

Li Fuchen doesn't want to be the vehicle of other people's true spirit. It's worse than death.

Although he didn't know whether his body existed after taking it away.

Or just suppressed by the other side.

But in any case, it's not a good thing.

When fan qiansong falls, Su Muyu suddenly screams.

Su Mu Yu at the moment, no longer before calm, face full of panic and despair, as well as a trace of struggle.

"What a powerful bone and soul. I can't take away her body in an instant because I'm higher than the ordinary real spirit. It's so wonderful and wonderful." Su Muyu grinned.

"Don't try to take away my body."

Su Muyu's eyes showed unyielding, which suppressed panic and despair.

"If I'm only a true spirit at the level of fighting spirit level, maybe I'll be suppressed by you. Unfortunately, I'm not a true spirit of fighting spirit level." With the passage of time, Su Muyu's eyes are more and more dim, belonging to the smell of Su Muyu, is gradually disappearing, a cold breath rises."Su Mu Yu, wake up."

At this time, Li Fuchen can finally speak, he cried out.

Su Muyu has no response. After several breaths, Su Muyu turns his head and looks at Li Fuchen.

"It's strange that your spirit and will seem to be stronger than her. However, your body breath is not as pure as her. I really don't know whether to take away your body." Su Muyu hesitated.

Taking away the body is a great drain on the true spirit.

It's nothing to do with the weak will of soul to take over Su Muyu, who has a strong spiritual will, consumes some of his true spirits. He is worried that taking over Li Fuchen's body will outweigh the gain and consume a part of his true spirit in vain.

After all, the will of the mind is something that can be cultivated the day after tomorrow, which does not mean that the talent has great potential.

"It seems that countless years have passed and my courage has become smaller. If I don't try, how can I know that his talent is poor? Maybe his talent is what I dream of." Su Muyu licked his lips with greed in his eyes.

Whoosh!

A spot of light swept out, into Li Fuchen eyebrow heart.

The next moment, Su Muyu's eyes closed, fell to the ground, unconscious.

The light came to Li Fuchen's mind.

Into a virtual shadow of human form.

Looking at Li Fushen's light blue soul, his body trembled. "What kind of soul is this? How can it still have color and wonderful breath? This kind of soul is too pure. Is this still a human soul?"

"Get out of my body."

In my mind, Li Fuchen's figure emerged.

This is his consciousness.

Under the pressure of the virtual shadow of human form, his consciousness appeared, and he did what the martial arts of Disha and Tiangang could not do.

"Well, it seems that you are indeed the most special one."

The Virtual Figure grinned grimly. Now he can't find out the root and bone of Li Fuchen, but relying on Li Fuchen's soul, he decided to give up Su Muyu and choose his body.

With this powerful soul, he felt that, let alone return to the peak, even if it is to surpass the peak, it is easy, without a trace of difficulty.

"Get out of here."

A sword appears in Li Fuchen's hand, and a sword cuts to the virtual shadow of human form.

"The mind is strong, but I can't help it." The virtual shadow of the human figure smashed out with a fist and flew Li Fuchen.

"Get out of here."

Li Fuchen's mind will is very strong, his mind will is strong, and his consciousness is very concise. As soon as his body shape was blown out, he once again swept to the virtual figure of human form. The sword in his hand turned into countless sword shadows, which shrouded in the virtual figure of human form.