Chapter 621

In the cave, he still looked at the picture of the sick blade fighting with the bald men silently. His expression was very gloomy, like a drop of blood.

Perhaps Li Tong is very strange. Just now, this monster's body has sucked itself to the verge of death. Why does it finally seem to open it and get the right to refine it again?

At this point, we have to start with the soul shadow. In fact, the so-called refining monster is just a trap. Anyone who sees such a weak monster will ride and have an idea of taking it in, and the soul shadow just grasps this idea.

You know, generally, the people who subdue him will absorb all his strength and become stronger, and finally directly let the other party kill him. This is a tried and true magic. Even Li Tong didn't see the flaw just now and was directly controlled by him.

Then, the process of the matter was very simple. It was because the soul shadow saw that the sick blade came to the bald head and wanted to ask him about the situation inside, but it angered the soul shadow.

The relationship between soul shadow and disease blade is always unclear. They are enemies and friends. Maybe they will murder each other at some time.

The history of the two of them is too much, so I don't write much here. He said that when the soul shadow saw the sick blade, he actually had this kind of mind. When he wanted to know his array, he immediately let go of his control over Li Tong, and even let him refine this monster alive and bring out the array.

Because he felt that he wanted to give this person some color to see, and at the same time he wanted to test his body. Recently, his whereabouts were too complicated to see clearly, so now he took advantage of this opportunity to directly release this strange object to test the skill of the sick blade.

This can also explain why when Li Tong finally felt that he was going to die, he suddenly cracked the array and accepted the monster. This is what the soul shadow wanted to see.

For marriage, whether it's Li Tong or Ling Feng, they are just a spray in their own Maomao's life, and they have only one opponent in their own life, that is, post disease blade. He doesn't know this, and disease blade doesn't know it, but it's the confrontation between them. This is the same as history.

However, the soul shadow he could not kill the patient, because there was a mark in his heart that would disgrace him all his life, which was the mark of a slave.

It can be said that he is a slave of the disease blade. When the disease blade dies, he will also die. This kind of death, whether suicide, homicide or old death, can involve the soul shadow.

Therefore, soul shadow can't let sick blade die, but sick blade is not a safe person. Although he doesn't notice this, he knows that he is very important to each other, so he puts forward all kinds of unreasonable chips.

Being threatened by the other party is not what the soul wants to see, but it can't kill the other party. This is undoubtedly the most angry. Therefore, the only way is to control the other party's whereabouts and hold it in your own hands.

So now soul shadow feels that sick blade seems to have escaped from his palm, so he wants to see each other's strength, so he arranges this fight. Whether it's Li Tong, bald head or sick blade, they are just kept in the dark.

"When I can dissolve the slave's contract one day, then... It will be the time for you to die." Looking at the disease blade and soul shadow above, I just said this.

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Sick blade threw down his clothes, which doesn't mean he became naked. There is a underwear inside his outer clothes.

But in addition, sick blade's figure is very good. It can be said that it is much better than ordinary bodybuilding. It is simply made according to the perfect proportion. There is a light golden yellow, full of masculinity. Even if he doesn't wear clothes, he is very stylish.

The reason why sick blade threw his clothes out like this is not to force him not to pack. The reason for history is that this dress flew to this monster at a very fast speed, and then stood there. Can you imagine? No one was wearing a dress, but he stood there.

It was very strange, but something even more strange happened. The dress took a step forward and punched the monster.

The monster also obviously felt that the clothes were unusual, stepped back, and put the sickle in front to block.

However, his clothes were like living creatures. He continued to walk forward. At the same time, his waist twisted and a flying kick hung up. This action was very beautiful, just like a textbook.

The monster continues to retreat. This feeling makes him feel very strange, but not much, because in front of this thing, you have the smell that makes him want to attack.

Such a dress and a humanoid weapon fought here strangely, but their master stood in the distance and watched coolly. It seemed that visitors were watching their battle.

Baldheaded, he didn't order the little monster to attack the distant disease blade, because he knew that he wanted to entangle the other party. It was entanglement, not killing. He didn't have that ability,

And ill blade is also calm. He is not afraid to delay time. What if Li Tong recovers all his strength? In front of his real power, he is not like a mole ant, but he doesn't want to move this real power. So is it interesting to slowly kill each other's patience now?

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Ling Feng watched helplessly. His young self was fed the medicine, and then casually put it on the bed. After sleeping, he sighed. He seemed to feel sad. After all, this was when he was young. He might think of his father. If he was still suffering recently, he needed to go and rescue himself.

But now he is trapped in a small array. Isn't this helpless? Ling Feng smiled and his heart smiled. Although he doesn't have a real body and only has his own meaning, he is really mixed.

As a violent Ling Feng, he was absolutely unwilling to do so, so he looked at the sky. There was a thin film in the sky. This was the array, this was the barrier of the array, and no one could escape.

Ling Feng didn't see this when he was just a body, but now he did see it with the concept of his soul.

"I don't want anyone to lock me up, let alone be kept in captivity like pigs and sheep. I am the real me." Ling Feng smiled, and then suddenly made a force. The body of his soul rose up into the sky indifferently like a bow and arrow.

However, it just rose to half the sky, and suddenly there was a fireball. The fireball was very hot. It seemed that there was only burning magma inside. He hit Ling Feng at once, and didn't even feel like letting Ling Feng dodge.

"Zizizi..."

As if it were boiling water, he rushed to the oil pan, and the sound sounded. Ling Feng felt that his whole body was paralyzed. It was fire, but he had a thunder like feeling. After that, his soul disintegrated indifferently and became thousands of particles.

But Ling Feng's meaning didn't die at all, and even became clearer. Even though the feeling of pain was still spreading on him, he didn't do anything else, just let the scattered particles around condense again.

Time seems to have passed one day, and it seems to be a year. In a lifetime, Ling Feng reconstituted a body, which is composed of the soul.

Then Ling Feng did the same action as before, flying into the blue sky and the sky. This seems to be his only belief now.

"Boom, boom..."

That fireball, like a passer-by who arrived as promised, hit Ling Feng with the same posture, the same state, the same dryness and heat, with a raging flame.

Ling Feng felt the endless pain again, and then turned into that kind of particle. Why wasn't he between heaven and earth, but he didn't give up. He condensed again, gathered strength, and invaded again.

So repeatedly, Ling Feng doesn't know how many times he has experienced. This pain is absolutely unbearable for ordinary people, but he survived, even savoring the pain. Finally, he succeeded. This time, he looked at the fireball. When it hit, his body didn't dissipate.

Even if the fireball made him unbearable pain, even if he hit his body, it was just a faint light, but it is undeniable that he did not become particles as before, but condensed here.

"I know I will succeed, and all the difficulties will become insignificant in my eyes." After successfully resisting this fireball, Ling Feng's eyes became so pure, because he knew that he had just broken through this level. At this time, there was still such a long distance from the sky.

Although he knows that the road ahead is very difficult, Ling Feng will not give up. He is not prepared to fly directly to hope. He is so duty bound and moths to the fire.

"Click..."

A flash of lightning fell and directly split Ling Feng into fly ash and turned into particles. He dispersed again and flowed towards the earth. This time, the trauma seemed to be more serious. The power of this flash of lightning was definitely more powerful than the fireball.

But Ling Feng's meaning is still there. Although it is vague, it still exists. He continues to summon the same material and slowly condenses into a body. This time, it seems very broken.

Flying up again, I met the position, but I didn't see the fireball. The fireball won't come again. In the face of Ling Feng, only the lightning conquered the lightning.

The broken body mixed with this is the belief of victory. Ling Feng flew up again, and then was lightning, so p became fly ash.

But this consciousness still exists, never dies, never disappears.