Chapter 2034

The ancestor of a spirit body was so embarrassed by a spirit body.

As Mo Wen, it's a shame to be in his capacity.

However, Mo Wen is just a young man in his twenties. Standing in front of him is an old monster who has practiced for hundreds of years. It's not easy to untie his attack in an instant.

"You think you're the only one in the world who can make fire, don't you? This spirit fire is produced by the power of the essence and spirit. It needs a certain strength to do it. It's really good. Now let's have a taste of it! " Don't ask, staring at the old patron saint coldly, with no emotion.

At the same time, he couldn't help but take a fluke in his heart. If he didn't have such resistance, I'm afraid he would have been burned into a pile of coke.

And Mo Wen's use of this false fire is a flame condensed by the evil force in his body. After all, the fire is extremely strange and evil, which triggers all kinds of negative emotions in his heart and turns into a flame to burn from the inside out.

As long as it is human, spirit, God, ghost, demon, monster, beast, as long as you have any one of the seven emotions and six desires, you will inevitably be attacked and eventually burned to death.

If Mo Wen doesn't have this unique skill and can return to the enemy's attack, Mo Wen will surely die, so at this moment, he can't help thinking of the dead spirit sword.

No one can escape the burning of such flames, especially Mo Wen. He also has a very strong seven emotions and six desires in his heart, nostalgia for his relatives, love for his lover, and a strong desire to improve his strength.

Although these are not negative emotions, they belong to the category of seven emotions and six desires. They can also successfully lead to the internal fire and burn violently.

Moreover, for the burning of the fire, the patron saint has only mastered the cultivation method, and there is no way to save it. Only those who use this magic power can be free from the mind and free.

This means that only Mo Wen can save him now.

As long as don't ask to stop exerting the evil spirit, the flame on the old man, patron saint, can automatically extinguish and save his Xing life.

Under the severe pain, the old man's whole body turned black instantly, and there was no intact skin on his body. If it was just like this, it would not show the strength of the flame. What's more terrible is that at this moment, the old man's five internal organs and six internal organs had been burned into serious internal injuries, and he was about to reach his heart.

Although it is only a spirit body, the power of the spirit body also comes from the empty body. Once the flame burns these, the old Guardian God will surely die. Moreover, the spirit body will be destroyed and will never be reborn.

"Shua!" At this time, the patron saint finally lowered his noble head, humiliated to Mo Wenxu, knelt in the air, and kowtowed to him.

"Don't ask... No, Mr. Mo, please, please spare my life. As long as you spare me, I will return your blood dragon halberd!" At this critical moment of life and death, the patron saint no longer cares about his dignity and cries out in pain.

"Bring it!" Don't ask about your right hand.

"Yes, yes." The old patron saint quickly waved, instantly opened the void, took the bleeding dragon halberd from it, took a painful look, and threw it to Mo Wen.

After taking the blood dragon halberd, don't ask the God, under a sweep, there is no damage, immediately put away the blood dragon halberd.

But he looked calm, staring at the old thing, the patron saint. He knew that the old thing in front of him would not be so easy to let go.

"Mr. Mo, my God... No... I have returned the blood dragon halberd. Please let me go? If I burn like this again, my spirit will be destroyed! " Seeing that Mo Wen didn't respond, the patron saint begged again.

"This bloody dragon halberd originally belongs to me, but now it's just a complete return to Zhao. Why should I spare you Xing's life?" Don't ask to smell speech, immediately cold smile, especially don't ask to see this old thing that turn into pig liver color face, in the heart don't mention how happy, just now that old thing stepped on his body, I'm afraid didn't think he would have such a day?

"You..." the old man almost vomited blood, but in his rage, the fire on his body immediately burned more violently, just like a red fire dragon, rushing towards his fatal part.

Under the condition of heartbreak, the old man had to suppress his anger and asked: "you... How can you let me go?"

"If you want to live, you have to show enough sincerity! I'm afraid you know this better than anyone. How many things have you stolen after being in the ring for such a long time? Do you think I don't know anything? Hum... "Don't ask a glance, lightly take a look at this old thing, coldly say.

"Well, I'm going to transfer all the spiritual power I've absorbed in the soul ring for a long time to you. I hope you have a lot of it, and you can spare my life!" What's wrong with this old man? Although extremely painful, but still gritted his teeth between the right hand, toward Mo asked a pat.

"Shua!" With the release of his spiritual power, countless lights appeared immediately. Colorful lights were released from his body and rushed to Mo Wen's body.

When Mo Wen saw this, he couldn't help his eyes shining and his heart pounded. He didn't expect that this old man had absorbed such a strong spiritual power. With these, Mo Wen could consolidate his cultivation. He didn't need the breath of absorbing infant spirit at all.

Don't worry about the old man's spiritual power. He will be very helpful to himself.

But no wonder, after all, these spiritual powers are his many "achievements" in the soul ring. Now they have become other people's things, and it's very painful to replace them.

This old man used to be a well-known person. He has a very deep foundation. Now he is so humiliated by a young man in his twenties that he is in a very bad mood.

When these things are absorbed by Mo Wen, Mo Wen's body becomes inflated instantly, and has been surging up by countless spiritual power. Everything just injured is instantly healed, and his suppressed strength seems to have signs of loosening, which is really a very good omen for Mo Wen.

Seeing that his own spiritual power was taken away by Mo Wen, the old man was deeply distressed. He hated Mo Wen to the bone, but he didn't dare to show it, so as not to cause fire.

"Mr. Mo, I have handed over everything. Please spare my life!" Seeing that Mo Wen was quite happy, the old man immediately gave birth to hope in his heart, and quickly begged with fear.

"These spiritual powers don't belong to you. You just give them back to me... They're not worth your life!" Unexpectedly, Mo Wen still shook his head calmly, and still didn't mean to let him go.

But this calm, in the eyes of the old man, made his eyes red, and his teeth almost broke.

"You... Don't push an inch. I've given you all my accomplishments. What else do you want?" The voice was roaring from between his teeth. It was obvious how strong the murderous intention released from the old man's heart was.

At this moment, the old man's hatred for Mo Wen has reached the point of no more. But he is afraid to show it. He can only swear in his heart that once he escapes today's disaster, he will break this hateful Mo Wen to pieces in the future.

At the same time, the old man made a heavy oath: not to kill him, swear not to be a man.

"How did the flame form? Give up the cultivation method! " Don't ask to think for a moment, immediately slowly way.

In fact, this requirement is his ultimate goal.

Mo Wen doesn't pay much attention to these spiritual powers. After all, these things can be obtained by some means in the future. What is really difficult to obtain is those lost magic skills. Mo Wen's flame is formed by evil spirit. It is complementary to the old man's virtual fire. Therefore, Mo Wen really wants to get the way of flame formation, If you can get this method, for Mo Wen, it is a new breakthrough.

For the first time, Mo Wen saw from this old man that the burning of fire was a very terrible state in Mo Wen's body, which was essentially different from his evil spirit fire. It can be seen that this magic power absolutely belonged to the lost unique category, and only the old man in front of him could master it.

The more skills, the better.

"You..." the patron saint heard the words, his face became extremely ugly, and he was too angry to speak.

"It seems that you haven't tasted enough of being burned? You have been in the soul ring for so long, you should know what I have practiced? "

Speaking of this, don't ask for a little meal, put on a posture, and mutter: "the heart of the evil spirit is coagulated, the mind of the attack, and the spirit of the bite! Fire burns the body, destroys the spirit, destroys the God, and transcends the mind. "

As soon as the voice fell, the old man's face turned pale and colorless. Seeing Mo Wen was like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Don't..." the old man cried out, kneeling on the ground and shouting: "I beg you, don't kill me... I'll give it to you... Just give it to you. I dare not hide it any more. As long as you don't kill me, I can give you anything..."

"Hum!" Mo Wen gave a proud smile and hummed coldly: "don't play any tricks in front of me. You are a mole ant under my hand now. I will kill you whenever I want to. Besides... I can make your life worse than death, and even make your spirit become a panacea for my cultivation!"

"..." the old man was silent. He had been in the soul ring for such a long time. Naturally, he knew Mo Wen's means. He had no doubt about what Mo Wen said.

Every move can destroy his spirit in an instant. It's too easy to crush him.

If Mo Wen's strength was not suppressed, the old man would not dare to take risks. For him, this is the only chance to kill Mo Wen, even to become famous and reborn as the God of the underworld.

However, in the end, he suffered a tragic defeat, and Xing's life was even in the palm of Mo Wen's hand. Such an outcome made his heart and mind die

This kid is a devil from hell