Vol 3 Chapter 545: Resuscitation
There is no soul reality, standing there to bear the blow of the human soul, and still be alive.
Luo Haishan, who was angry and at the same time extremely remorse, concluded that the purple cicada was dead.
Luo Long thinks so too.
Even the blue sky, which is watching the war in the distance, has reached such a conclusion.
Purple will die!
When the mountain twisted her head and took her to notice the battle here, the purple scorpion had fallen to the ground, and only the blood he spit out in the air was still falling slowly.
She was completely paralyzed and even forgot her opponent.
"Be careful!"
The sound of the blue lonely dream sounded, and at the same time she came to this side, blocking the attack of a soulful reality for the mountain.
"Don't care!" Blue solitary dream reminded again.
But the mountain is like a lost soul, standing there and motionless.
Only the purple scorpion of the soul's real strength, facing the blow of the human soul, can you survive?
Are normal people dead?
Blue and red are also very worried about the purple, but at this moment the enemy has not yet resolved, everyone is not afraid to distract, or else it will fall into the end of the army.
At this time, the soul of the people, it is clear that the purple scorpion will die, so the eyes of the moment have fallen on the body of the basket.
This is his next goal.
Suddenly, he felt a strange power appearing from the front.
It seems that there is a spring breeze blowing, with the warmth of the meaning, so that the dead land is revived and full of vitality.
He looked awkward and turned his head to look ahead.
He saw the purple scorpion falling to the ground and stood up.
The other side is surrounded by the burning soul, this stock seems to have an inexplicable attribute, with a warm spring.
Under his feet, a green grass is growing under the naked eye.
Spring is boundless and life is spreading.
More grass grows from the purple scorpion.
This is the technique of recovery.
The technique recorded in another black jade piece is different from the previous one, but the grade is quite.
The original smoky life of the purple scorpion is also growing at this time, just like someone has added a dry firewood to the bonfire that is about to be extinguished.
"you……"
Looking at the bright eyes, the scent of the scent that is gradually stronger, the eyes of the human soul have a shocking color.
Luo Haishan is also on the spot, this is not dead, too evil, right?
“Is it an extremely rare healing technique?”
Luo Haishan thought of this possibility, and his mood became excited. First, the Holy Spirit soldier, now is a powerful recovery technique. This is really a godsend.
Once you get these two things, I believe that the next Luo family will certainly be able to grow again, and perhaps go deeper.
"How is this going?"
Looking at the purple scorpion standing up, the expression of the blue awning can not help but change, said the voice.
“It’s a very rare healing technique that is specific to life.”
An old voice rang from behind the blue awning. "It is an adventurous person who can use the soul of our world. It is surprising."
When I heard this old voice, Blue Mang was not surprised. He turned and said respectfully: "You are here."
An old man stood in front of the blue mang, the old man dressed in plain, barefoot, very fat, with a big belly, laughing like a Maitreya Buddha.
At this moment, he smiled and said: "It has been a long time, just to see the previous battle, the young man is good, I want to stay with me for a while."
Lan Cang Mang shook his head and said: "This is not the case, they must die!"
The old man said: "I will use my reward to change his life."
Lan Cangmang once again shook his head and said: "I have made a perfect arrangement for this matter, and I don't have to use the predecessors. Of course, if things change, the seniors still have to make a move. This is what we said before, use us. A person on the ancestors exchanged and could not talk about remuneration."
The old man said: "Do you aim to kill the heir of the blue family? As long as he is dead, you can naturally get everything, only an outsider in the district, or else, I will shoot more, kill other people, and leave that kid. Rest assured, in my hands, no one knows that he is still alive."
The blue-and-white man’s attitude is decisive: “This matter is about the future of my veins, and there is no discussion.”
The old man reluctantly said: "Well, then, as I said, I came here to count half-personality, and I shot the complete one, and then we cleared it."
The blue mans nodded.
The two talking, in fact, have been paying attention to the battlefield.
This is the first time that the sable uses the resuscitation technique, and the effect is much better than he imagined.
He looked at the soul of the man who was ready to shoot at the basket, and said, "Hey, the battle is not over yet."
In his hands, unpredictable reproduction, the art of recovery on his body shrouded, and the nib began to shine.
After the human soul has noticed that the purple scorpion has not died, he immediately moves forward and wants to kill him before the purple sable is finished.
The purple scorpion falls.
A slamming tremble, a trace left between the heavens and the earth.
The face of the purple scorpion instantly became pale, and even the life of recovery was followed by a part.
This reminds Zi Zi of his thunderbolt. When the power is not enough, he will take away part of his life to maintain an attack.
The same is true for this technique.
Fortunately, the recovery of the purple scorpion is constantly replenishing life, so that this can be successfully completed.
The reaction of the human soul is still a little late.
Thus, in the eyes of everyone, he is like carrying a powerful attack and actively hitting this technique.
His attack was separated from it and dispersed.
His body is also divided into two, falling to the ground.
Another person is dead in the soul. This time, it is entirely based on Zi Zi’s own strength. Of course, there are some people’s false estimates of their own speed.
The body of the sable began to shake, because the consumption was too big, and the strength of the body was gone.
Fortunately, the most dangerous enemy has been resolved.
There is only one Luohai Mountain left.
Luo Haishan’s eyes have deep sorrow, because the two dead souls are not outsiders, but his good brothers.
He fell to such a field because of a negligence.
However, at this moment, he also deeply understood that the meaning of the purple scorpion before, by virtue of the two people's souls, is not enough to kill each other.
And when Luo Long said that killing everyone, it is more like a good joke.
"It's your turn!"
Zi Yan looked at Luo Haishan and stabilized his body. In front of him, he flew out dozens of holy papers.
This is his means of being a sacred teacher, and he is now using it.
At the same time, Zi Yan has written in the sky, and he has been unable to use the technique of the one stroke, but he can summon the last power to summon a thunder.
At the same time, there are also two saints to restore the soul, posted on the arms of the purple ~~www.readwn.com~ The battle is not over yet, he needs to recover as soon as possible.
The sacred bang exploded in front, and the horrible energy completely drowned Luo Haishan.
boom!
Energy shocks, Luo Haishan out of it, even if he is injured, he is still a human soul, will not be easily killed.
In the sky, there are rolling thunders falling down, which is the attack of the thunder.
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