Text Text_Chapter 1609 1609 Soul Clan!
Wow!
Like the sound of special effects in a movie, the crisp sound of the Roc spreading its wings was all in my ears, and I saw two mist-like phantoms appear behind Neville, and slowly unfolded.
The unfolding phantom grew larger and larger, and at this moment, it looked as if Neville had really grown two black wings.
Whew...
Wisps of dark aura were released on Neville's body, and these flames had a strong burning and penetrating ability, and soon the smooth floor became a mess under the incineration of these flames.
"His breath is stronger than before. ”
Yang Ning frowned slightly, this is not a good phenomenon, he has to be cautious about Neville's almost bestial performance.
"No... Just as Yang Ning was thinking about countermeasures, suddenly, there was a thick surprise in his eyes, but behind this surprise, there was a surprise.
"There is no escape for you. ”
Neville's voice grew thicker, sounding a little robotic.
"I never wanted to escape, on the contrary, I was going to pack you up. Yang Ning said slowly.
"Could it be that the Huaxia people are as stupid and arrogant as you?" Neville seemed to be eating Yang Ning, and his tone was full of mockery: "I am a black demon, you are by no means an opponent, accept your fate." ”
"Really?"
Yang Ning suddenly laughed: "Although I haven't figured out the law of your change, there is one thing I have seen through." ”
"Which point?" said Neville nonchalantly.
"This black devil should also belong to the demon system, right?" Yang Ning asked casually.
"Demons, no, no, you're wrong, to be exact, the existence of dark demons is older than demons. "Neville looks like you're shallow.
"It's a little bit similar. Yang Ning smiled slightly.
"It's okay if you think so. Neville scoffed, "But with that, do you think you can defeat me, or even kill me?"
"That's right. ”
Yang Ning's face instantly turned cold, and immediately after, the Ancient Boundary Monument appeared in his hand.
Perhaps, the Ancient Boundary Monument is the natural nemesis of demonic creatures, so after seeing the Ancient Boundary Monument in Yang Ning's hand, Neville didn't pay much attention to it at first, but suddenly, his face changed suddenly.
"What are you clutching?" said Neville's eyes.
"The talisman that sent you to hell!"
Yang Ning directly threw out the Ancient Boundary Monument, only to see that in mid-air, the Ancient Boundary Monument suddenly released a dazzling golden light, completely enveloping Neville, as if bathed in sunlight at this moment.
"The body can't move!"
Neville was startled, but this was not the end, only to see that the dark aura that had originally enveloped Neville seemed to have been evaporated, constantly surging into the sky, inhaling the Ancient Boundary Monument.
As for Neville, it was as if his soul had been stripped of his soul at this moment, not only did he appear as a prototype and lose his black demon state, but his skin began to dry and wrinkle, and wisps of black pus and blood overflowed from the pores of the dry and wrinkled epidermis, emitting a pungent stench.
"Could it be that the dark demon gene in his body has been stripped of by the Ancient Boundary Monument?"
Yang Ning felt that Neville's current state was very much in line with his guess: "He has never been a pure demon, so the Ancient Boundary Monument didn't purify this guy, but just took away the demonic power in his body." ”
A minute later, the Ancient Boundary Monument returned to Yang Ning's hands, on the other hand, Neville, at this moment, he is like an old man in the middle of his life, he is no longer the same as before, even if he says a word at this moment, he may be out of breath and burp at any time, which makes Yang Ning a little balanced, as far as Neville's current state is concerned, let alone fighting, it is difficult to move.
"What's that thing in your hand!"
Neville's voice was intermittent and the volume was very small, but Yang Ning could still feel the horror, unwillingness, and anger in this thing's heart.
"Specialize in your nemesis. Yang Ning smiled.
Neville bit his lip and closed his eyes, as if restraining the anger that was about to rise to his throat.
Yang Ning squinted slightly, he didn't think about letting Neville go at all, Yuanxing's unknown atrocities completely angered him, although Yang Ning didn't think he was a good person, but his behavior and style would not be so outrageous that he was mad, Yuanxing continued to slaughter all kinds of races, in order to refine the genes of these races, so that they could awaken their talents, and even extended their claws to the earth, captured ordinary people as coolies, and wantonly tortured and killed!
It's okay if this kind of thing doesn't happen, but since it does, Yang Ning naturally won't give up, and in his heart, Neville has already been sentenced to death.
What's more, one mountain can't accommodate two tigers, and the existence of the far star is enough to threaten his country, his relatives and friends!
How can others snore on the side of the couch, Yang Ning had thought before he came, if he couldn't completely control the far star, then he had to destroy this huge organization as much as possible!
"You want to kill me?" Neville suddenly opened his cloudy eyes.
"That's right. Yang Ning said in a deep voice: "Not only that, but I also want to completely destroy the far star." ”
"Do you think you can do it with your strength?" "Neville's eyes flashed with madness: "Even the long-standing Moon Temple is just a chess piece built by our hands, the distant star has existed for too long and too long, do you really think that you alone can overturn this giant ship?"
"I can. Yang Ning said in a deep voice.
"Then good luck. Neville's gaze gradually became mocking, "When you really see the planet, you will understand how powerful it really is!"
"Who is it?" Yang Ning was keenly appreciative of something different.
It's a pity that Neville seems to have made up his mind not to explain anymore, and he didn't answer Yang Ning's question.
Yang Ning slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his pupils appeared in a six-star array, exuding a wisp of bewitching scarlet.
"It's useless. Neville sneered and said, "Any attempt to invade our brains is ineffective. ”
After a pause, Neville continued, "Because we are the purest soul bodies, flesh and skin are nothing more than vessels for souls. If your mental power cannot penetrate the shell of our soul, you will not be able to perceive the existence of soul fire. ”
"Soul body?" Yang Ning always felt that he had heard this word somewhere, and when he thought about it, he immediately remembered some biographies of people he had read when he was on Anka Star, and it had been mentioned in several biographies that in some dark galaxies swept by black holes, there would be a shadow-like disembodied race, which called themselves soul races, and they were born immune to all spiritual attacks.
"Soul Clan?" Yang Ning asked seemingly casually.
When he heard the word Soul Clan, Neville's trembling old body shook suddenly, and then, as if returning to the light, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Yang Ning with incredible eyes.
"How do you know about the Soul Clan? Who are you? Earthlings, it is impossible to know the existence of the Soul Clan! Answer me, who are you?"
Neville asked three questions in a row, and you can imagine how shocked he was inside.
"Since it's a soul clan, I have a way to clean you up. ”
Yang Ning suddenly laughed, and then, there was an extra box in his hand, this box was the soul box, and its function was to inhale and preserve all soul substances, which seemed to be beneficial and harmless to Neville, but Yang Ning was different, because he had [Void and Reality Transformation].
"Since you don't want to confess, then I'll take some effort to experience your unknown life for myself!"