"Take heart!" The decrease of speed is inevitable. Just when ye Lingfeng tries to break through the waves and wants to get rid of the pursuit of the dead body, there is a strange god awn in the eyes of the dead body, and then he makes a slow sound word by word.
A language falls, a strange breath, from behind the direction of the leaf Lingfeng fast. That kind of breath is different from the bombardment of water waves on the body. Ye Lingfeng can feel it. It's a kind of art of impact on the spirit and will.
Moreover, in this secret art, there is also a way of killing and cutting, which carries a strong sense of destruction. This makes Ye Lingfeng feel that if he is flushed into his body by this breath, I'm afraid that in an instant, his mind and will will be wiped out.
"Into the soul!" With the help of the secret tablet of the tripod, you can control the spirit of the God from the body and release it at the same time.
When a blow is sent out, the idea of entering the soul is immediately intertwined with the art of taking the heart. The two skills are intertwined. Although there are no waves in the water and the sky, and there is no dazzling light in the sky, ye Lingfeng and the corpse's face show a dignified expression at the same time.
This is a kind of divine confrontation, which is a more terrifying means than the contact of swords and soldiers. Because the sword and the soldier attack each other, only the vitality will be destroyed, but the spirit and will of one side will be destroyed.
The spirit and will are the reason why people are born. If the spirit and will dissipate, it means that people have to walk away.
"Boy, your mind is strong, and this tripod is quite extraordinary. Even I think it may be more mysterious than the ancient tripod of the Luo family!" Dry corpse soul body Mou light tiny change, try to collide at the same time, light voice way.
Don't mention the Eastern god Dynasty, but directly call this group of existence Luojia! As soon as the words came out, ye Lingfeng's face was more dignified.
In today's world, any monk, even Bai Yujing who mentions the Luo family, will be called the divine Dynasty. But the dead body called the Eastern god Dynasty as the Luo family, and his words revealed that he was quite familiar with the ancient tripod of the Luo family.
This kind of tone and attitude shows that in the heart of the dead corpse, even the Eastern god, he did not pay attention to it.
Damn it, although this man's mind has not reached the point of becoming Tao, he is also close to Tao. It's too powerful! Just insist on a short period of time, ye Lingfeng's expression became as ugly as eating bitter gourd.
Because in such a short period of time, he felt that the attack of entering the soul, which went deep into the deepest part of the human spirit, was just like hitting a gable, and he couldn't make any progress.
But different from the declining trend of soul strike, the secret skill of heart taking performed by the corpse's soul has the upper hand. That feeling made Ye Lingfeng feel like an invisible big hand was slowly approaching the heart of his soul. And when that hand clenches the heart and pinches it heavily, it is the time when his spirit breaks and his spirit and will dissipate.
"Is it worth it? It's worth abandoning so much for today. Do you think it's worth it? " When the feeling of the invisible hand close to the heart is more and more strong, ye Lingfeng suddenly shows a desperate light in his eyes, stares at the dead body, and asks.
A fall, although seemingly unintentional, can be introduced into the dead soul body ear, but make his body involuntarily tremble.
"What do you say, I don't understand!" Withered corpse soul body face a Lin, then looking at the leaf Ling breeze a word a tone.
Ye Lingfeng said with an indifferent smile: "as soon as you enter the forgotten River, the former dust becomes empty. What you give up in the forgotten River, have you put it down? Have you forgotten?"
"A dream for a thousand years, the past dust has become empty, and now what are you left with? Besides this cultivation, what else is there? "
Ye Lingfeng did not stop, eyes tightly staring at the eyes of the dead soul body, with compassion and sympathy, word by word slowly.
It is such a simple words, but let dry corpse soul body suddenly lost all action, Zheng Zheng stood in place.
He didn't want to listen to Ye Lingfeng's words, but after these words came into his ears, every word was like a magic spell, lingering in his mind, ringing through every corner of his memory.
He wants to refute Ye Lingfeng's words and prove himself with what he still has. But he went through every corner of his mind, but he found that he couldn't find anything.
Not only that, when he found that every corner of his memory was empty, without any content, he suddenly felt a kind of sadness in the bottom of his heart that he had never felt in countless years.
And he had a strong impulse to restore those blank memories. It seems that those lost things are the most important and the most unforgettable things in his life.
"Don't you remember? How can you remember the past? Have you ever thought about how many tears those abandoned by you shed in the past years? " Ye Lingfeng sneered and sneered.
The spirit of the withered corpse is so angry that he wants to raise his hand and slap Ye Lingfeng to death. But what surprised him was that his hand was so heavy that he couldn't lift it at all.
And all the reasons are that in the deepest part of his mind, a vague woman appeared at the moment.The woman's appearance seemed to have been forgotten by him with the passage of time, but the goose yellow skirt was so dazzling in his memory. Every time he saw it, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.
He tried his best to see the woman's face in his memory, but no matter how hard he tried, no matter how he urged the magic power to strengthen his mind, everything was fuzzy, only the goose yellow fluttered before his eyes.
That erratic goose yellow, let him is so heartache, as if with him, in fact, this has to forget things, is the most important thing in his life, is the thing he should not give up.
Bursts of pain, constantly from the heart, arrived at every part of his body. That kind of tingling, let the corpse body suddenly start to tremble without any sign, and along the corner of his eyes, there were two drops of red water dripping down.
It is sad to the extreme, people will shed tears!
"Xiaoe..." After a long time, along the mouth of the dead soul body, just slowly said two words. Simple words, but like hollowed out his whole body strength, voice hoarse and weak, legs are shaking, such as to kneel to the ground.
He recalled some vague memories of the past, in which he once seemed to care about a woman very much and regarded her as a life like existence. But after he entered the oblivion, the woman he regarded as a life was gradually forgotten by him. Her face, her voice and smile, and the memory of the two people disappeared.