Hei Yao's answer almost didn't make the soul sorrow fall, and his heart said that when are you still mentioning this to me: "Hey, tell me, how are you like that golden retriever Lori, you should be careful, you shouldn't be careful." This is also Song Chengjie's commission, otherwise you think I will take the initiative to contact the black arts?"

Looking at the soul sorrow that didn't look back, and there was still a little sweat on his cheeks, Hei Yao wanted to help him slightly, but firstly, he didn't get Song Chengjie's instructions, and secondly, she really didn't want to do anything with the soul sorrow: "Your ability is too special, can you change the method to help you, as long as you don't contact you, anything else is fine." ”

"I want you to contact you when I arrive......" muttered in a low voice, the sorrow of the soul really wandered and thought of a way, but helplessly, there really seemed to be no other way for Hei Yao to help him directly. Seeing that the technique in the chain in front of him was becoming more and more unstable, Soul Grief finally turned his head to look at Hei Yao, and just wanted to speak but was startled by the guy in front of him.

Although the aura of Hei Yao in front of him was no different from that of the old enemy on the battlefield, it was not until Soul Sorrow looked at her up close that he realized that the other party did not look as terrible as he imagined. Pitch-black eyes, pitch-black dress, pitch-black hair, if the sigh of the wind is the breeze under the light, the sorrow of the soul feels that the black light is the spirit of the night.

"Look at what, is there anything on my face?" Looking at the soul grief and looking at himself in a daze, Hei Yao looked puzzled, thinking that this guy could be broken. However, when she saw the sorrow of the soul, the thoughts in her heart were not much different, "But speaking of which, when I fought on the battlefield before, I thought you would be a fierce and vicious instrument spirit, but I didn't expect it to be a white-haired dwarf, I knew that I would not be so afraid of you before." ”

The corners of his mouth twitched, and the soul grief said sadly, Do you two guys who are the same size like to call me white-haired dwarf! The key is that you are more excessive than that golden retriever Lori, and you also added a small word!

"Yes...... thought to himself, "You have to hold back, if you want to get this thing done, you have to rely on her help", Soul Grief smiled reluctantly, trying to convey her kindness as much as possible, "It's okay, anyway, it's been so long since the things on the battlefield have passed so long before, since you are already Song Chengjie's machine spirit in the future, then we will be half colleagues." So can't you come and help me!"

"But I'm afraid you'll take the opportunity to do something strange to me. ”

Looking at Hei Yao, who was still just silently looking at him, a nameless fire suddenly floated in the soul grief's heart, and the chain that was sent to Hei Yao was instantly taken back by him, and he instead made a sphere composed of countless hexagons to wrap himself. Turning his head back to stare at the two clusters of spells on the chain, he snorted coldly, "Forget it, since you are hostile to me, even if you are in tune with you, it is useless. Go find Song Chengjie, so as not to disturb me in front of my eyes. ”

Looking up at the sorrow of the soul that suddenly isolated him in the air, Hayato smiled helplessly: "This guy, what kind of mistake did he make again, and he is still angry." ”

Not far from the Soul Sorrow, Hei Yao was startled when he watched the chain suddenly pull back from his body. But she didn't care about the sad and angry things of the soul, she and him were old enemies thousands of years ago, the two of them assisted their masters in their respective camps, and they had caused each other a lot of harm, and she had no need to be polite to him.

In fact, there is another point, which is the kind of conservative thinking that Hei Yao has ingrained in as a blood clan instrument spirit. If she were here today to assist Soul Grief in analyzing an ancient technique of the Blood Clan, with the ability of the machine spirit, she believed that Soul Grief's ability to analyze the technique would improve by leaps and bounds, and of course, the ability to control the technique would also be the same.

A machine spirit that can control all physical substances, once he has mastered the ability to control the ethereal existence of the technique, then his strength will be qualitatively improved. The three clans are indeed reconciled now, and the war between them is indeed over, but this does not mean that the status quo of the three clans can continue until the end of time, but Hei Yao understands that the soul grief of being a machine spirit can, which means that if he helps him today, he may have prepared a huge trouble for the blood clan.

Maybe Hei Yao's thoughts are a bit villainous, but after all, she is the instrument spirit of the blood clan, although she now recognizes Song Chengjie as the master, she still won't do anything unfavorable to the blood clan, even if it's just possible.

Hei Yao was thinking about these things in his head, and was about to run over to find Song Chengjie, but at this moment, Song Chengjie in the distance suddenly trembled violently, and the blood around his body was involuntarily blown away by something, and a lot of it was thrown backwards, followed by a storm of spiritual power from the ground, surging and furious, carrying several complementary techniques against the blood clan that swept through the entire world.

Since almost all the black magic power was given to Song Chengjie, Hei Yao was already weak, and the sudden spiritual power storm was not only amazingly powerful, but also mixed with targeted techniques, and his delicate body trembled at the moment, and he subconsciously raised his arms in front of him to resist one or two, but in an instant, he spat blood violently, and flew out indiscriminately like a kite with a broken string.

The spiritual storm roared and tossed Hei Yao high, and almost instantly, she had even been pushed to a height where the exhaled air could be frozen into ice crystals in an instant.

The sudden change and the strong discomfort in his body instantly shortened Hei Yao's brain.

Feeling the powerful force that pushed him slowly dissipate, listening to the sound of the wind whistling in his ears gradually disappearing and gradually becoming stronger in another direction, Hei Yao only felt that he was like a weak leaf at the moment, although he knew that he had now begun to fall uncontrollably from an extremely high position, but he just couldn't do anything to remedy it.

The black magic in her body was already stretched thin just to keep her in the air, and it was impossible to use black magic to stop herself under such an increasingly violent acceleration.

Raising the corners of his mouth miserably, Hei Yao said in his heart that he didn't expect that he didn't die on the battlefield, but he was about to fall to his death?

On the other hand, because Song Chengjie directly circulated black magic power in his body, he almost lost consciousness at the moment when he was attacked by this sudden spiritual power storm, even if he quickly regained consciousness, severe pain followed all over his body, deep into the bone marrow, as if to explode every cell that flowed through his black magic power from the inside out.

At this time, Song Chengjie was in a very poor state, and the entire arm that maintained the technique of suppressing the sigh of the wind was almost bloody and blurred, and one of his eyes had been tightly closed, and blood kept gushing out from the fingers covering it, and I don't know if it hurt the eyeball or where. Clenched teeth were also stained scarlet with the blood spitting out, gasping for breath, he looked at the wind in disbelief with the exposed eyes as he struggled in the suppression technique, and he didn't think at all why she had the opportunity to perform such an attack.

Of course, he also knew that Hei Yao was now in a life-and-death moment, but as soon as he turned around and wanted to ignore the sigh of the wind for the time being, a crisp sound suddenly sounded on the ground, it turned out that the sigh of the wind used the wind to condense the rubble around him and clamped a bloody long sword inserted in his body, and he actually pulled it out of his body in this strange way.

Shocked that his suppression was partially broken, Song Chengjie immediately shook his hand and wanted to exert another black magic, but in the pressure of the wind's sigh, his black magic could not be carried out smoothly, and he hesitated between breaths, only to hear another voice coming, and the second blood qi long sword was also pulled out, dragging a puff of blood mist to the side, and then dissipated.

"Soul sorrow, give priority to the protection technique!" In a hurry, Song Chengjie shouted like this, but as soon as the words came out, he found that the wind sighed and smiled weirdly, and at that moment, his pupils shrank and instantly launched the defensive enchantment, but he still felt a sudden chill behind him, and in an instant, Liu lay down a little warm, and a heart-piercing pain swirled to the brain, entangled with the ubiquitous pain in the body from the inside out, almost wanting to make him crazy, "You this!"

Behind him, it was a holy wind thorn driven by the wind out of thin air, although fortunately Song Chengjie himself found out in time that he had launched a defensive enchantment and was not killed by a single blow, but at this time, a terrifying wound was also opened on his back, and more than a dozen defensive enchantments attached to his coat were broken in response, and the originally indestructible outer garment instantly turned into an ordinary piece of cloth.

At the same time, Soul Sorrow gasped and looked at the intact two groups of spells in the dense chains, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. But he couldn't understand why Feng Zhi's sigh could suddenly attack under Song Chengjie's suppression, if he hadn't been angry with Hei Yao before, and unfolded a layer of chains in advance, these two groups of spells would have exploded in front of his eyes......

But for Song Chengjie's request, Soul Grief also hesitated for a while: "Are you crazy, do you still have to give priority to maintaining these two groups of techniques at this time! Hei Yao, she seems to be unconscious now, and she will be killed if she goes on like this!"

But that being said, Soul Grief was also hesitating, but the reason for his hesitation was Hei Yao's deep hostility towards him and her saying that she didn't want to let him touch her. But if Soul Sorrow wants to save her, he must touch her, but this will definitely involve his own ability, maybe Hei Yao will be haunted by this matter in the future?

"Don't worry about her, even if the machine spirit falls to death, the spirit body can be resurrected if it is still there!" Sensing the hesitation of the soul grief from the wind, Song Chengjie immediately roared. The only intact arm was removed from the blood-covered face, and the sharp shield appeared, and the blood around him quietly poured into his closed eyes, and for some reason his breath began to undergo an indescribable change, "If the analysis of the technique is stopped now, I don't know if it can catch up." I ......"

"Really, is Golden Retriever Lori planning to continue to pit me, even people who look like her can come to pit me!" Interrupting Song Chengjie's words, Soul Grief scratched his hair frantically and then directly threw away the two balls of spells, and rushed straight towards Hei Yao, who was speeding down, "Song Chengjie, you are very wrong now, very! You are not my contract signatory, so you can't order me! I use the soul control silver lock to keep the technique, whether it is successful or not, it depends on the creation!"

Looking at the two people in the sky who were in chaos for an instant, the wind sighed and laughed.

At this time, the blood and qi sword on her body had all been pulled out, except for the wounds on her body that made her still unable to move, at this time she had already taken off all the restraints: "I was condensed by the sigh of the wind because of an accident, I didn't expect that this would be the kind of thing that greeted me." But I'm really glad that there's nothing better than being able to feel the real things in this world with my own consciousness and body than the darkness of chaos. ”

"It's in trouble, the silly boy seems to be in trouble. "Hayato, who was far away from the battle circle, didn't know what had just happened. Because the spiritual storm was mixed with techniques against the blood clan, as a human being and a marshal, he didn't have much real sense of it, but he could see the sudden change, and Song Chengjie's appearance and aura were completely abnormal at this time.

"I ...... I'm going to kill this guy!" Song Chengjie's wide scarlet eyes were full of bloodshots, and the originally dark pupils had become like a bottomless blood-colored abyss, almost hoarsely roaring out of this sentence, and then a pair of blood-colored wingspans climbing cyan spiritual power suddenly unfolded behind him, and the two pairs of wingspans suddenly fanned, and he was instantly deceived into front of the wind's sigh, and the sharp shield in his hand instantly cut through the opponent's protective spiritual power, and pierced her body effortlessly, "Disappear for me!"

The blood-colored black magic power was like ink that dotted into clear water, and it spread frantically along the sharp shield into the body of the sigh of the wind, and her body immediately struggled frantically, as if to resist, but this time it was Song Chengjie and another spiritual weapon that directly pressed on her body, and she could only accept the pain that was torn apart very slowly with the invasion of blood.

The screams of the mature version of the sigh of the wind resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the soul sorrow of the mature version of the wind resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the soul sorrow of the black yao tightly hugged with both arms, frowned at the moment, and turned around in disbelief to look at the two people on the ground: "Song Chengjie, are you crazy, her body is also the body of the sigh of the wind!

"Shut up......" Song Chengjie listened, and the holy wind thorn on his arm did not retreat but advanced, piercing deeper and deeper into the body of the sigh of the wind. Passing over his cheeks, which were covered in blood and with scarlet pupils, he looked at the soul with a sad look in his eyes that did not hide the slightest murderous intent, "Say anything more, even you." ”

The severe pain made Feng Zhi's sigh hesitate all over her body, but even so, after hearing Song Chengjie in front of her say this, she suddenly laughed, quite presumptuous, a laugh called crazy laughter.

"That's right, I'm jealous, jealous of her, jealous that she can enjoy herself in this world, and I can only sleep in the dark chaos of her mind!" Feeling the pain in her body suddenly begin to ease strangely, the sigh of the wind knew that her consciousness was about to disintegrate, and that this body was about to be returned to its true owner. But after pouring out her true heart, a crazy thought popped into her mind, "I'm going to destroy everything about her, both myself and those of you she cherish! )