Vol 3 Chapter 917: 8 star sable
Qingyi is calling for the purple sable, one after another.
She used a weak body to collide with the formation. Every time she hits, the body and soul of her body will disappear. The anti-seismic force formed by the formation will seriously damage her body.
Qingyi is a soul force, and the body is relatively weak.
The collisions again and again, like a strong road falling on the body, make her look bloody.
\"紫宸, fast resistance\"
Qingyi’s voice is a little weak, but it is extremely firm.
\"Hey, you are not saying that you are not familiar with the purple cicada, how can you not kill him now?"
The middle-aged man laughed. He was watching the drama. He thought it was very interesting. "I still can't beat you, but I am very weak at the moment. I will kill you after the death of Zi Yan. It’s a pity that your body can’t be seen, or you can enjoy some clouds before you die.”
\"紫宸, get up and fight up\"
Qingyi’s body is weakly attached to the edge of the formation. At this moment, her eyes are full of despair.
There is also confession.
If you don't want to come out and play, Zi Yan will not come here, and will not be counted by others.
Whether the Mozu will invade, she does not care, because it can not be controlled, but also unfamiliar with the Mozu, the two sides have no deep hatred.
The purple sorrow that she cares about is that she has harmed the sable.
Among the formations, I saw the purple eyes of this scene, and the anger in my heart has been completely ignited.
There was a killing in his eyes and he was infinitely crazy.
The Ghost Soul Eater began to work insanely, as if the sleeping lion group had awakened in an instant.
Although they are surrounded by wolves, they are lions, each of them is a king.
A huge golden vortex appeared in the sea of purple eyes.
The influx of soul power is constantly being swallowed up by the whirlpool.
The golden whirlpool is like a huge funnel, filled with the sea of heaven.
All the magical gas enters the vortex from the top, and through the layers of refining, leaving the purest part, appearing from below the funnel, becomes the golden soul of the purple.
After these golden souls appeared, they were again filled into the vortex funnel, and the vortex began to grow.
This is a crisis
No, this is a chance
And it is still extremely difficult to see.
The boundless anger filled the heart, so that the purple heart can no longer calm down, and the still singing chanting will naturally lose its effect.
Qing Yiyi is outside the law, she has done her best.
The middle-aged man looked at the body of Qingyi, and regretfully said, "It’s a pity that the injury is too heavy. I can’t bear to look straight ahead, or it’s a rare one.”
Qingyi did not hear what the other party was saying. She just looked at the front and hoped to see a miracle.
It was like the last time in the Buddha, fighting against the konjac to save people.
I don't know if the prayer in my heart played a role. Qing Yi clearly saw the unchanging magical power and there was a tremor.
Qingyi’s eyes had a look and slowly stood up.
\"No need to be happy, you should have heard your call, and occasionally struggled. It is now that he has no life."
The middle-aged man also noticed the anomaly. He looked up at the void and looked at the big array. "Because the formation has been completed, even if the Holy Spirit is close, he will not be able to save him."
The magic in front of it began to roll up, like the rising smoke, which was sharply twisted.
The middle-aged man said disdainfully "Is this the last fight?"
Suddenly, his face changed, because the magic of the front rolling, obviously became thin, not as strong as before.
It's like disappearing without a reason.
\"How can this be?"
The middle-aged people are somewhat unbelievable. "Is it true that the formation is about to be completed?"
He looked up at the void, and the magic that fell in the array did not weaken, obviously not until the end.
At this moment, he saw that the magic was getting thinner and thinner, and he could even see the body in which the purple scorpion sat.
There was a golden vortex around his body, and the magic was constantly being swallowed by the whirlpool.
The golden vortex is swallowed so fast that the magic of falling in the sky is already in short supply.
At the end of the day, there is no magic around the purple dragonfly. The magical spirit that has fallen in the air has just fallen, and it will be absorbed by the purple.
\"I have said that, purple is absolutely very human, you still don't believe."
The voice of Qingyi sounded again, and she was still vague and bloody. After recovering with the soul, the state was much better.
\"Impossible this is impossible\"
The middle-aged man said aloud, "The saints have said that as long as the formation has been completed, no one in the Holy Spirit world can break the devil, and it is even more impossible. You are not a demon."
This scene is too unexpected, far beyond common sense.
The things that the saints have asserted have even changed.
How can a Holy Spirit living in the Holy Spirit be swallowed up?
Even if the Mozu came here, the rich magic of this place would kill him.
Why can't purple be killed?
\"This is impossible, there is a reaming, and it should be outside, you can never live." The middle-aged man shouted, and he had already lost his mind.
Sitting in the purple eyes of the array, suddenly opened his eyes, he looked at the middle-aged people through the array of methods, a smile, \" You are talking about this \"
There is a bone relic in the hands of the purple sable, but not one, but nine.
It’s just that these nine bones are relics, and there’s no magic light, they’re all pure Buddha power.
At this moment, the nine relics began to slowly revolve around the body of the purple sable. Without the magic, these relics began to protect the sable.
Because relic is born to reject the magic.
The middle-aged man was completely dumbfounded~www.readwn.com~ Zizi stood up and the relic moved with the purple.
Zi Yan looked up at the void and looked at the array of magical spurts. "The road is still too slow."
His body immediately vacated, and all the magical powers that were passed by him were swallowed up by the body. He came to the formation and extended his palm and said indifferently. "Since all are prepared for me, then take it all." \"
Pure magic, crazy into the body of the purple, and then quickly refining, become part of the soul.
His soul began to grow.
For Ziyan, there is no bottleneck in the current practice, because his soul realm has already been reached, and what is lacking at the moment is only the supplement of soul power.
Now that the pure soul is coming, everything is in order.
After the last bit of magic was swallowed by the purple scorpion, the soul of the purple scorpion finally reached a critical point.
Quantitative change.
A breath of the eight-star Holy Spirit is filled with the entire array.
Purple scorpion breaks through.
The strong feeling made him scream.
The entire formation, starting to shake up, seems unable to withstand this power.
\"Give me open\"
The purple scorpion palms force, the sly eight-star soul force poured out, with the shining golden light, did not enter the array.
The next moment, the array is broken.
