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Wearing white clothes.
Sheng Xue.
A strand of hair.
Like a curtain.
A hint of fragrance, intoxicated into the heart.
The moment this female corpse appeared, even the great elder of the Corpse Yin Sect couldn't help but take a deep look. He could no longer utter the words of ridicule. What was left was only surprise.
The red butterfly is beautiful, but compared with this female corpse at this moment, it is really insignificant.
Wang Lin was far away, and after just a brief glance, he couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart, as if there was an infinite magical force attracting him, which made him want to snatch this corpse away.
"It's just that his mind was very strong. As soon as this idea came up, he was squeezed to death by force, but he broke out in cold sweat.
"very scary!"
He took a deep breath and glanced around, only to see Chihu. He actually no longer breathed, but stood up and walked towards the female body blankly. However, after walking a few feet, a look of struggle appeared on his face, and he suddenly recovered with a horrified expression.
Even Hongdie had a trace of confusion in her eyes, but she was a woman after all, and her eyes immediately became clear.
Wang Lin¡¯s eyes flashed and he locked onto Hongdie.
"This girl must be someone who knows everything in the immortal world. Even I can't help but feel moved." The old man of the Corpse Yin Sect withdrew his gaze.
"Ting'er" Zhou Yi's eyes showed a look of obsession, and his soul rushed forward. The old man of the Corpse Yin Sect snorted, made a hand seal, and then slammed it on his chest, and a burst of purple air immediately came out of his mouth.
This purple energy turned into iron chains, like a heavenly prison, locked outside Zhou Yiyuan Shen.
"Zhou Yi, I have exchanged the corpse of the corpse of this woman for the price of the precious treasure of the Corpse Yin Sect that locks the soul!" The old man retreated, and the young man behind him who looked quite similar to him, He immediately threw the body away, and after it was caught by the old man, the young man's body turned into a black light, penetrated into the old man's eyebrows, and disappeared.
The old man kept retreating and returned to the coffin in the blink of an eye. He held the female body in his hands and sped up into the sky.
"No!!!" Zhou Yi shouted loudly with blood red eyes.
"Bang" "Bang"
He hit the iron chain crazily. Every time he hit it, the iron chain would flash purple light, and Zhou Yi's soul would tremble. But no, he didn't seem to notice anything, like a trapped beast that had lost his lover, hitting him crazily.
"Bang" "Bang"
With the impact, traces of the collapse appeared again in the surrounding sky, and cracks appeared on the earth.
Zhou Yi¡¯s eyes were red, revealing a terrifying look. The hatred in this look could be overwhelming! In this hatred, there is also a trace of madness, madness because of madness, madness because of madness!
"Give Ting'er back to me!"
"What a madman! Zhou Yi, if you return to your physical body now, you can still save your physical body. If it's too late, your physical body will not be saved. In this fairy world, there is only one death!" The old man of the Corpse Yin Sect saw Zhou Yi's blood-red eyes. , couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart, and moved faster, galloping towards the entrance in the sky.
Seeing that this person was about to fly into the cave entrance and leave, at this moment, Zhou Yi's eyes seemed to be dripping with blood. In his heart, he had forgotten everything. Between heaven and earth, in his eyes, there was only that one body that was constantly leaving. His faraway body, his Ting'er!
Scenes of getting along with Ting'er flooded into his heart, and losing Ting'er The body of the soul had no heart, but at this moment, he felt heartache. This pain came from his soul, from his soul. god.
This pain is too strong, too strong
"No!!! Ting'er!!!" Zhou Yi's body suddenly burst into flames. With a bang, it collapsed and turned into countless burning crystals, rushing out from the gaps in the iron chain.
"Burn the soul, youyou madman!!!" The old man's expression changed. Burning the soul is a fatal act. This week, Zhou Yi was willing to die for a corpse!
With his soul in the middle stage of infant transformation, Zhou Yi instantly gained strength that was infinitely close to that in the late stage of infant transformation when burned. As soon as his soul re-condensed, he immediately rushed out.
Like a man on fire, almost in the blink of an eye, he caught up with the old man who had run to the edge of the cave entrance.
"Give Ting'er back to me!" Every word was full of deep affection. Zhou Yi did not use any spells, but used his soul body to slam into the old man.
But the more it is like this, the more terrifying it is. As long as it is magic power, there is a way to break it, but this is equivalent to the impact of the soul that is close to the entity in the late stage of infant transformation. In the eyes of the old man of the Corpse Yin Sect, only the second terrifying thing is Words can describe it.
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Hongdie blocked the spear with her white jade bracelet and threw her body backwards. She trembled and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The surrounding world is collapsing in large numbers, and in some places, the devouring of nothingness has already occurred.
"Zeng Niu!!! I am the core disciple of the Suzaku Kingdom. If you kill me, you will not die well!" Hongdie was scared. This time, she was really scared!
Almost as soon as she stepped back, the artistic conception of time spread out from the nine statues. Her expression changed again, and she lost her voice: "The artistic conception of time!"
This artistic conception of the years is taken from the Qingsong Alliance of the Four Sects. This person is in the middle stage of becoming a god, and the artistic conception is already effective.
Wang Lin¡¯s two fingers on his right hand were like sharp blades, cutting forward like carving wood carvings.
Under the artistic conception of time, Hongdie's body involuntarily slowed down a bit. If she had not been injured, this artistic conception of time would have been ignored at all, but now, it has become a life-locking chain!
Hongdie¡¯s eyes showed hatred, she raised her right hand without hesitation and uttered several strange spells in her mouth.
Suddenly, the white jade bracelet immediately emitted a dazzling light. Under this light, the artistic conception of time immediately collapsed, and Wang Lin's fingers immediately felt tingling pain.
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