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Qin Sheng's soul of war has changed a lot, which is totally different from the original.

To this end, Qin Sheng even asked Ning Yi.

"I have never seen such a soul of war!" Ning Zhao shook his head. "In nine days and ten places, there are many strange spirits, some like black holes, which can devour all things. Have but also a white hole, spit out a lot of terrible things! "

"And you, a black and a white, a yin and a Yang, are like black holes that can devour all things, and also like white holes that spit out all things." Uncle Ning sighed, "can you run it for me?"

The soul of war is a big secret of the martial arts. If it is not the key time, it can't show the mountains and rivers. Otherwise, its power will be greatly reduced!

Qin Sheng nodded, without hesitation, and said, "yes!"

Uncle Ning is not an outsider. Although he didn't know each other for a long time, Qin Sheng has been saved several times by him, which is absolutely trustworthy.

Qin Sheng closed his eyes tightly, adjusted them to a good state, and then opened them, which sparkled a golden light, attracting people's heart and soul.

"Soul of war!"

Qin Sheng gave a low voice, and a great power suddenly surged out of his spiritual cover.

A black and white air flow gushed out, turning into a whirlpool of black and white blending above Qin Sheng's head.

The whirlpool flows slowly, very slowly, but it seems to be able to devour all things. This attraction, let alone the martial arts in the realm of life, even the powerful ones in the realm of the God's mansion, is swallowed up a little bit.

"Eh? Like gravity! " Ning Mei 's originally turbid eyes suddenly burst into the red sky, and his face was shocked. He reached Qin Sheng' s black and white whirlpool and felt as if he had fallen into the mire.

Ning Xuan is the most powerful man in the Vientiane environment, and even feels a little laborious. It can be imagined that this kind of soul of war is definitely a great weapon.

"Poof"

Ning Chu put his hand in, wanted to find out what it was. His fingers suddenly hurt, and immediately pulled out his hand.

"Bleeding!"

Ning Zhao was shocked. He was so powerful that he was bitten by unknown things, and his skin was broken. His blood was dripping on the ground.

"Hiss" ~ ~ "

blood falls to the ground, and then it quickly turns black, corroding several big pits and emitting black smoke.

"No, it's still poisonous?"

At this time, Ning Zhao's face changed a lot. His eyes felt a flower. He was spinning around and fainted.

"Better be old!" Qin Sheng is confused. He didn't do anything. He quickly helps Ning Xuan.

Ning Xuan, wearing a thick, hand turned, took out a piece of shit plaster from an old ring, with a foul smell.

This kind of dogskin plaster is not a common deceptive plaster, but a good big one, which is made secretly by ancient methods. This kind of skin is not a dog skin, but a piece of white tiger skin, which is worth a lot of money.

It can even be said without hesitation that even the strong in the Vientiane environment should be jealous.

Ning Xuan used his last strength to put the dog skin plaster on the wound, and then he was relieved.

After a day and a night, Ning Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

"Ning Lao woke up!"

Cried Wu Dade in a loud voice, and Qin Sheng and six elder martial brothers immediately surrounded them.

"Ning Lao, you finally wake up!" Qin Sheng apologized. He didn't expect that his changed soul could hurt Ning Xuan, and it seemed that he was poisoned.

Ning Lao's face is very bad. He looks like he is recovering from a serious illness.

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