Chapter 1962： Deep in love, God is printed into the bones

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The Ghost King points to the **** who is trapped by the poisoned Mansha.

"You listen, like you who want to condense the gods twice, it is impossible to win the gods. But you can win the bones. In general, the gods of the ordinary gods are only I have cultivated to the fur, but when it comes to God, it is a god, and the gods have gone deep into the bones. When it reaches the level of the gods, it is the gods. The self-destruction of the gods is equivalent to giving up the method of practicing the gods into the fur. There are only two methods of the gods and the souls. The gods of this army general have already been smelted into the bones. You only need to integrate one of his gods into your body. You have the same gods. And will never be seen."

The emperor thought about it. The one that he had acquired in the Taixu tomb in the early days was not the cultivation of the soul. It seems that the cultivation of the sacred **** is really comparable to the gods. It is a pity that if the cultivation is inadvertent, it will be won by the emperor.

When God's seal is taken away once, it will fall out of the ranks. After the Emperor won the **** seal of the illusory god, it is already the stage of God's printing.

It is a pity that the emperor later printed the **** to Ye Lingyue, and the **** seal fell to a grade, and it became the first level of God's seal into the fur.

The second way to enter the Nether Ghost King to recreate the gods is to incorporate the gods and bones of the **** into their bodies.

This method does not sound difficult.

But in fact, it is extremely difficult.

This means that the emperor must pull away hundreds of bones and reintegrate into the new bones.

It is much more painful than peeling the cramps and even the slashing of the bones. If the will is a little bit worse, I will not be able to persist.

This is also why the Ghost King asked the emperor whether he must reshape the gods.

"This king will ask you again, but your mind has been decided?"

The emperor’s answer is the same.

The Nether Ghost King came to the cage and sneered twice.

"Hey, you are strong enough to toss for hundreds of years."

The **** in the cage will hear the voice of the ghost king, as if it were a stupid dog, and open his mouth to break the hand of the ghost king.

"The Nether King, you have the ability to kill me."

"Kill you? Today, the king will fulfill you."

The Ghost King just snorted, and a poisonous Mansa flower vine was drilled into the cage, only to hear a "squeaky" sound, and the flower vine pierced the chest of the **** with an extremely sturdy attitude.

Flower vines seem to be weak and full of toughness. This piercing, the gods are like paper, and suddenly broke open.

When the flower vines entered the flesh, there was a sound of flesh and blood squirming, and the **** would scream, and a rib at the chest and abdomen was dug out.

"Kid, get ready."

After the voice of the Nether Ghost King was completed, he saw him flying like a Peng bird. The big palm fell to the front of the emperor, and a group of cold ghosts quickly entered the emperor's chest and abdomen.

The emperor only felt the pain of the cone in the abdomen. A rib was like a sharp arrow. He broke his chest and was actually alive.

The **** of the **** turned into a white light, quickly integrated into the body of the emperor.

"Kid, are you okay?"

The Nether Ghost King glanced at the Emperor, and saw his pale face on the handsome face, asking a little worried.

The emperor is a good granddaughter, but he can't be tossed, otherwise the ghost king will not spare him.

"carry on."

The emperor spit out a suffocating gas, forcing the inhuman pain to be forced down.

Then the Nether King did not stop, and the screams of the gods continued, and it lasted for six hours.

The emperor's complexion, from the initial pale, to the later cold sweat, to the most painful moment, the emperor almost did not faint.

Under his body, the blood has already dyed his lower body.

Between the vagueness, the emperor had some ambiguity, and he heard the ghost of the ghost king.

"Kid, you have to hold on, this is not a bad thing, or you will lose it."

But at the moment he was about to faint, his mind flashed Ye Lingyue’s smile. Before she went to the “floating world”, she stood on the back of the basaltic tortoise and said goodbye to herself.

Her pair of talking eyes seemed to be in front of her eyes, just looking at him like that, silently telling him that she would wait for him in the realm of God.

"Washing the woman."

The emperor wanted to bite his teeth.

The feeling of fainting disappeared at once, and the Emperor only knew that he must go to the realm of God.

He must not let the rest of the night and night, and do anything to hurt the woman.

That obsession is turned into an amazing potential.

The emperor spurred the power and demon power of the whole body.

"what!"

I only heard a desperate cry. In the cage, the **** named 蚩印 will no longer be hurt by this root. He slammed into the cage and couldn’t stand it anymore. It hurts. Extreme, mad.

The Nether Ghost King took the last ten bones from him, and the gods without bones, like the mud of a beach and water, could no longer recognize the human form.

On the other hand, after he experienced the most uncomfortable moment, he finally stopped.

When the last ten gods entered the body, the emperor only felt a long groan in his muscles and bones.

It was a sense of flesh and blood, and his throat was rolling and shouting.

The emperor's forehead suddenly gave birth to a colorful Huaguang, and a golden **** mark appeared.

He finally reshaped the seal!

"good, very good, excellent!"

The Nether Ghost King called three times.

This method of changing bones, even the ghost of the ghost king looked at the cruel and painful, I can't think of the imperial concubine being replaced by hundreds of bones and even a slap in the face, there is no such thing, this is really let the ghost king to the emperor.

"In addition, as a meeting, the king sent you and Lingyue 50 gods."

The Nether Ghost King said, his hand waved.

I saw the soul of the hundred gods in the sea of ​​flowers, and he was received by his eyes.

The spirits of the gods kept asking for mercy, like a rattling rat.

Nether Ghost King doesn't even look at the eyelids. When the five fingers are close together, those souls are broken and broken. In the blink of an eye, there are fifty gods swimming around the ghost king.

A **** seal means an opportunity to become a god.

The emperor and Ye Lingyue have a **** seal, which means they can choose some of their loved ones and even have the ability to enter the realm of the gods.

The hand of the ghost king is pragmatic and generous.

The Emperor was not polite, and he stamped those gods, and planned to reunite with Ye Lingyue in the future, and then handed over the gods to her. After all, he did not have many relatives in the human world. Ye Lingyue was more than him. Need more.