The fat soul did not die when he fell in the tunnel, because he had a treasure on him, a dry branch.

As Michaelvanc's blow struck him, the twigs sent out a subtle shield that negated out all damage, but it still couldn't completely wipe out the force of inertia.

Although the function of the branch is against the sky, it cannot be used frequently, and each time it is triggered, most of the original energy in the protected subject's body will be drained.

He didn't expect the other party's tricks to be so powerful, even if he had a treasure in his body, he was still overturned, and his mind was confused and confused.

As soon as the fat soul got up, he heard a cry of surprise from outside the tunnel: "It's not dead, let's go together!"

Mi Ke couldn't believe that the galaxy he used under his ninth-level soul power actually failed to kill the enemy in one move, not to mention that there was still a weakening of the enchantment here, and he had to sigh at the strength of this evil spirit clan at the moment.

The more this happened, the more he didn't want to leave any chance for the enemy, and after greeting him, the two masters and Kuyou also shot together, each using their own means.

The small mound of dirt became a large pit, why there was a tunnel below, they were not in the mood to study it for the time being, and the four of them changed their gestures and attacked again.

The poor guy had just crawled out of the ground when he saw several people falling towards him in mid-air.

He is not a bad breed, but he is also afraid of death, he didn't expect the allies of the soul clan to be so violent, first he was driven into here by a group of soul soldiers like lost dogs, and now there are outlaws who want to take their lives.

There are still many beautiful things he hasn't done in this life, such as the bewitching beauty with wings, he hasn't yet asked for someone's first kiss, and when he thinks about it, how can he be willing to die.

Dreams are invincible and can bring out great potential and courage!

"This emperor is the future savior, how can I allow you to insult and kill like this..."

The fat soul shouted, and an astonishing and powerful aura erupted in an instant, the peak of the realm warrior!

He flipped the flowers with both hands, and as he continued to urge the protection of the branches, he used his defensive spell to the extreme.

Falling in mid-air, Miko's mind flashed an impossible thought, which made him feel ridiculous, how could there be a fat man who claimed to be the emperor here, and also claimed to be the savior!

But at that moment, he still extinguished the ball of light in his hand, but he didn't have time to elaborate, the spells of the two masters and Kuyou still bombarded down!

Even though that fat soul has many means, but they are also in the realm of realms, these people are not vegetarians, and the three powerful attack spells are shining brightly, resounding like rumbling, and the defensive barrier is still broken after only a few seconds.

He looked at the dissipated light in despair, with tears in his eyes, thinking that he was going to die, and he still held a breath in his chest that he didn't have time to gasp... But the three fists stopped an inch from the tip of his nose.

Suddenly, I heard a kind voice in my head: "Are you Mossan?"

Looking at the still fist in front of him, he nodded like a puppet, tears flowed down uncontrollably, and a breath of turbid air came out, and he said in a daze: "What a big hatred this is, why did Lao Tzu come to the underworld and turn into a ghost, and everyone knows him!"

After the three fists, a palm was stretched out, and it was this that made the attack stop, and the person who spoke also showed his figure, and responded with a slight smile: "Because I am Miko, even if you turn to ashes, I will know you!"

Moissan's consciousness was short-circuited, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

He opened his mouth tremblingly, his eyeballs rolled up and he passed out, and the moment he fell to the ground, two uneaten spirit fruits rolled out of his mouth!

......

There is a fork in the forbidden land, all the way up, all the way down.

There was an old wooden plaque with two rows of words vaguely written, one with an arrow pointing upwards that read Soul Cliff and a row of arrows pointing down that said Soul Burial Abyss.

Originally, there was a small mound in the middle of the intersection, but now it was unrecognizable, the mound was gone, the pit was large, and of course there was a dark tunnel.

The underside of the wooden sign was full of people, and they pushed the two armored soul soldiers to the ground like pigs, snorting and stuffing things into their mouths.

It was fourteen who were slapped in the face, fifteen and sixteen who were beaten, and what was stuffed into their mouths was the antidote to restoring their memories.

When she left the path of reincarnation, Meng Po gave them all the recipes for the herbs except Manju Sawa and told them the grinding techniques and how to eat all the ingredients.

But now that the two of them woke up, they saw the obese Mo Sang, and thought that this suddenly extra guy was the boss of this group of gangsters, so they were even more firm in their opinions!

There is a conspiracy, these people can't listen to what they say, and what they feed into their mouths is definitely not a good thing, and they would rather not give in and swear to the death.

Everyone takes turns to say good things, be reasonable, talk about memories, lay out facts, talk about their hearts, and dig out their hearts and lungs... Even knowing it with reason and emotion, the two of them just don't believe it.

It's not a sin for a man to cry, and innocence also makes the heart very tired, tired to the end of empty tears, and finally kneels down after tears.

Fourteen couldn't cry and knelt down, begging bitterly, no one expected this time, and even made them feel as painful as being pricked by needles in their hearts.

But even so, in the end, in exchange for refusal!

If the soft one doesn't work, then come to the hard one!

Fourteen also wore out his patience, and he believed that when everything fell into place, Fifteen and Sixteen would understand him.

Several people discussed for a long time, and because of acquaintances, they gave up the ten torture methods of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and instead chose a more civilized and gentle way, that is, slap their mouths.

The executioner was none other than fourteen, so he was not ambiguous, and after everyone held them down to death, he rode up with his buttocks, picked up his palms and threw them in his face.

I have to say that the forgetting effect of this Meng Po soup is extraordinarily powerful, it can be described as a good medicine for conscience, thousands of slaps down, even my parents can't recognize it, but these two guys just don't agree!

Fourteen was tired, and Kuyou was eager to try, but Mi Ke immediately stopped him and said, "We are here to find our brothers, not to ask for their lives, you can save it!"

Ku You was embarrassed, and before he could refute, he was covered by the two masters and taught: "You don't have a serious start, don't do bad things with good intentions, let's use wisdom to solve the problem." ”

"Wisdom, how?"

"Now that you have turned into a human walk, then use the simplest trick to tickle them!"

Mi Ke slapped his head: "Cheng, this is a way!"

Mo Sang had just integrated into the group, and he didn't know the depth of the two masters' Taoism, so he said: "Hey, I didn't expect that there are more dirty masters in this world than the emperor's methods, I am really fortunate to have it!"

The masters gave him a blank look, thinking that the fat guy must still be haunted by the fact that he almost killed him, and his speech was sour, so he didn't bother to pay attention to him, and shouted the Dharma horn and said no more.

Fourteen felt a light on the top of his head, to say that this master is a master, why didn't he think of it.

He rolled over and rode on them again, one hand on Fifteen's waist and the other under his armpit.

The wicked smile: "My good brother, I'm sorry!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw ten fingers scratching back and forth like playing a piano, especially when touching sensitive places, I had to press down and turn a few times.

The creatures of the soul clan had seen such a method, Ku You's eyes widened, and he saw the fifteen faces who were pressed to the ground distorted, their bodies convulsed, and they pretended to be in pain while laughing and scolding angrily: "You bastard... Hahahaha... Kill me too.... Hahahaha... Won't beg for mercy .... Hahahaha... Soul King... Help me... Hahahaha... I'm going to die... Can't stand it... Hahahaha... It's really better than a beast... Hahahaha..."

The laughter stopped abruptly, because Michael had shoved one of the antidotes into Fifteen's mouth, and he fell into a deep sleep as there was a continuous retching sound in his throat!

Sixteen on the side watched the whole process completely, and when he saw that Fourteen was going to ride on him, he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Please let me die with dignity, I will eat it myself!"

"Hey, why bother?"

Fourteen was overjoyed to see Sixteen swallow the antidote in one gulp, and even sighed to Fifteen with a sad face: "Hero of our soul clan, you died so miserably!"

After doing all this, except for Kuyou, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, at this moment he kept thinking of that incredible scene, crying and laughing, both painful and enjoyable, is this what the master said about the climax, can't stop?

Silently, he took out another bamboo slip, and after recording the experience and understanding of the matter, he added three sentences at the end.

"The Wisdom of the Earth: Unfathomable..."

"Earth Magic: Shocking the world, weeping ghosts and gods...

"Dream of yourself: go to the earth and take a look..."

......

About three hours later, as a thin crack opened in the darkness, Fifteen and Fifteen opened their eyes in confusion.

At the moment when the visions briefly overlapped, it seemed that a long-sealed box in my brain had been opened, and many memories of the present and the past suddenly poured out like a surging river!

Half-beast monster... Octagonal battle formation... Rubik's Cube Fragments... Machine gun explosives ... Green-eyed creatures... Elven World... The Enchanting Queen... The Ancient Realm... River Hill Tribe... No return to the valley... Hairy Zombies...

Countless fragments appeared in the memories of the two people at once, although they were not very coherent, but they felt a trace of familiarity.

After another half hour or so, they finally raised their heads in the expectant gaze of the crowd.

In a group of unfamiliar faces, they saw the warm eyes like the sun, and for a moment remembered the stories that these people had told before, and fifteen and sixteen stood up in unison and said, "We are back......"

The crowd cheered and hugged each other!

After the crowd, the abbot of Cangmei muttered to himself: "The merit of continuing the front edge is immeasurable!"

Then Daoist Mosu said to Ku You who was in a daze on the side: "Don't you want to get back your old memories?"

"No, I'm afraid that memories are too cruel, so I'd rather choose to forget, in fact, this is also a kind of practice, the Kuyou who was reborn in the soul world in this life has written down all the good memories, and that is the real Kuyou!"

Looking at his indifferent expression, the two masters were pleased: "It seems that we didn't choose the wrong person, and the law of the two of us will be inherited by you in the future..."

They said it so softly that no one heard it, and perhaps no one would have thought of it...

A laugh and curse came from the reunited crowd: "Ouch... Fourteen, you bastard, we've all been beaten into pigs' heads, hahahaha......"

Kuyou laughed together, took out an uneaten spirit fruit and swallowed it whole, the sweet and delicious juice made his heart full of emotion: "It seems that Mi Ke really has a friend with this baby, he didn't lie to me, it's delicious......"