The owner doesn't need to be ...... himself

Wan Long's voice of ridicule and ridicule couldn't help but drift through the mind of the Death Sword Spirit...... Waste! can't be on the table!

Is he really destined not to be needed......

Isn't he destined to have a good master......

Is he destined to live in such obscurity...... After all, in the dark corner, I couldn't bear the loneliness, and slowly became disillusioned and died......

The Death Sword Spirit has never been so vulnerable, and its heart has never been so soft.

He pulled his head down, and he had no hope for his future.

And unlike the Death God Sword Spirit, Chen Xiaoqiang's beautiful face finally showed a look of relief.

Chen Xiaoqiang controlled the female carrion butterfly, the black flames burning everywhere in the Barrier Valley were disillusioned, the traces of ten thousand butterflies immediately dissipated, and the tree of the dead spring also tilted and collapsed and dispersed, and its fall fell out of the water of the dead spring, and dwarves continued to crawl out in terror in the water.

The male butterfly, who had lost contact with the female butterfly, let out a strange cry in an instant, and when he turned around and was about to pounce on Chen Xiaoqiang, he found that Jin Yongsheng, who was covered in blood, was in front of him again. Gong Die's butterfly face showed a hideous expression, and at the same time as the black and gold whiskers on his head suddenly straightened, Jin Yongsheng suddenly felt that he was being absorbed by an extremely strange suction, and from the Baihui acupoint on his head, it seemed that something was about to break out.

Damn, it's his own soul that is being forcibly pulled out of his body by some kind of force.

The suction power was so great that Jin Yongsheng couldn't bounce.

What kind of demon is this?

No matter how hard Jin Yongsheng struggles, he feels like he can't use his strength.

The world in Jin Yongsheng's eyes seemed to suddenly stand still, and everyone remained motionless and maintained their original posture.

And the world of everyone outside, without the attacks of Black Butterfly, Black Fire and Dead Fountain Tree, everyone who was idle turned their attention to Jin Yongsheng almost at the same time.

In the eyes of everyone, Jin Yongsheng suddenly stiffened his body, and he was face to face with the male butterfly as if he had been immobilized, and an energy field visible to the naked eye appeared around his body and the male butterfly, the energy field was like a water wave, looking transparent and harmless, but no matter what means everyone used, they were not allowed to approach.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, ......"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty ......"

"What the hell is going on?" In the anxious cries of the many combat troops who gathered in front of them, Chen Xiaoqiang, Jin Yuanyuan, Mei Ji, Long Fengnan and others also jumped near the energy field.

"It's the Soul Locking Array! Damn, the only one who can unlock this array is the old military god. Long Fengnan stepped forward and stretched out his hand to probe the energy field, and said with a heavy expression.

"The old army god, the old army god is not here!" The nearby soldiers didn't know who said it.

"The old god of the army is already on his way. Sensing that the energy fluctuations of the old army god were rapidly approaching, Chen Xiaoqiang's face was extremely gloomy, and the young man thought that he would control the situation by catching the mother butterfly, but he didn't want to trap Jin Eternal Life in danger.

What's more, with so many people present, no one could help, so they could only watch Jin Yongsheng face the old pervert of the Zhang family's ancestor alone.

Chen Xiaoqiang's hands clenched unconsciously, and at the same time, Jin Yuanyuan had already rushed into the energy field with a dodge.

The girl's face was firm, and as soon as she entered the energy field, her clothes and hair flew instantly, and then it seemed that she had encountered the turbulence of time and space, and Jin Yuanyuan's face and body began to distort.

"Benefactor, this soul locking array can't be broken through!" Mei Ji stopped it behind Jin Yuanyuan, Jin Yuanyuan spit out a mouthful of blood in a muffled voice, and the whole person was like a heavy blow, flying out of the energy field, but in the next second, the girl dodged and rushed into the energy field before she could stand firm.

"Miss! Miss!" Seeing Jin Yuanyuan repeating the action of rushing into the energy field and being ejected by the huge force, the poison queen also had a demonic expression, and rushed towards the energy field with Jin Yuanyuan.

And at this moment, Jin Yongsheng, who was in the center of the energy field and knew nothing about anything else, was still fighting against the power that he could not see but completely bound him.

Suddenly, the half-crooked ugly head of the ancestor of the Zhang family vaguely appeared in front of the forehead of the male rotting corpse butterfly that was holding Jin Yongsheng out of thin air.

"Aha, boy, you let me lose everything, let me taste your soul......"

The ancestor of the Zhang family!

What a horrible face!

Suddenly seeing the grimace of the ancestor of the Zhang family, Jin Yongsheng was shocked, and at the same time, the ancestor of the Zhang family suddenly opened his mouth and sucked towards Jin Yongsheng.

It seemed that the divine soul was about to be dragged out of the body uncontrollably, and Jin Yongsheng was really anxious now.

Damn it!

Hurry up and move my brother.

Jin Yongsheng's face turned red, and while his hands were struggling to hold it, the wounds on Zhou's body began to surge because he was too hard.

This old thing must be driven away!

If you let it get closer, you will really lose your soul and become the mouth of the old monster in front of you.

Light is useless!

It's useless to break the thought......

Jin Yongsheng racked his brains, looked at the ugly face of the ancestor of the Zhang family, who was getting closer and closer to him, with his mouth wide open, and roared: "Get out!"

Under this roar, Jin Yongsheng seemed to hear another similar voice in his body.

Constant!

It's the constant sound!

Jin Yongsheng immediately stirred his mind.

Although the ancestor of the Zhang family is still approaching.

Despite the impatience.

Kim Yongsheng finally forced himself to calm down.

Constant in purgatory watching over himself......

I can't let Heng down, and I have to save Heng.

Calm, calm...... It's just a butterfly and an old ghost, you can defeat them, you can defeat them.

If the fist is not enough, then use the sword, the sword of pure thought.

Jin Yongsheng suddenly closed his eyes, and his heart was full of faith, and he slowly walked away to his extremely quiet soul world.

Centralized, centralized...... Concentrated.

One thought comes to mind, and the ancient sword trick ...... Horizontal, vertical, oblique, picking, stabbing, flirting, pointing.

In an instant, the Henggu Seven Style Drill was penetrated, and Jin Yongsheng said faintly: "Where the thought goes, the sword shadow rises." After that, there was a completely extra energy light saber in his hand that was equivalent to the Henggu sword body.

The lightsaber was shining, and the aura was compelling, and there was a strong sword intent condensed in it.

Kill!

In the midst of the killing thoughts in Jin Yongsheng's mind, the lightsaber swept out diagonally, and then the young man's brain roared, and the surrounding world in his eyes returned to the noise, and the energy field also flickered away.

In front of Jin Yongsheng, the male butterfly and the ancestor of the Zhang family, who were in the same body, sensed extreme danger before the lightsaber in the young man's hand was condensed and formed, and when he waved his wings and retreated sharply, he was still slashed by Jin Yongsheng suddenly resembling a ghost and god, and half of his wings were slashed obliquely.

How so?

What kind of sword has just appeared in the red-haired boy's hand?

How could there be such a powerful energy hidden in it......

This phaseless soul array was actually cracked by him.

When the ancestor of the Zhang family was shocked, the male butterfly waved a pair of stump wings and suddenly rose into the air to choose a way to escape, but he was already too eager to do it, how could the people with blood-red eyes who could not save their king let it go easily.

"It's the king!"

"Your Majesty is all right!" the soldiers cheered and swarmed towards the giant butterflies, letting out an earth-shattering shout of killing.

"Kill!"

"Don't let that giant butterfly run away. ”

The ancestor of the Zhang family, who had not ingested Jin Yongsheng's soul and was parasitic in the body of a public rotting corpse butterfly, then suffered an absolute group beating, and all kinds of big moves fell towards him like raindrops, and no one showed mercy.

Naturally, there was no shortage of blood-stained Jin Yongsheng in this group of beaters.

The boy shouted, "Brothers, do your best to kill him for me! Let him play sorcery with his brother!" and remove his wings...... Spread out, let me smash his head to slag!"

Pity the ancestor of the Zhang family, his death is really ugly, and in the end, there is only a puddle of meat mud left with the rotting corpse butterfly. Even so, Chen Xiaoqiang may be disgusted with the puddle of meat and mud, or he may be worried that the ancestor of the Zhang family is good at sending souls back to life, so he actually rewarded him with another firefly.

After the brutal group fight was over, Jin Yuanyuan, who almost gave up her life in order to break through the soul locking array, approached Jin Yongsheng, who was standing next to the Death Spring, and Jin Yongsheng, who was still a little unsatisfied after the violent Zhang family ancestor and the giant butterfly, and asked softly: "Yongsheng, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, it's all skin trauma. It was only at this time that Jin Yongsheng noticed that although the corners of his mouth had been wiped, there was still a faint trace of blood, and he asked nervously: Yuanyuan, are you injured?

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury, just a few days of recuperation. Jin Yuanyuan said with a smile, obviously the girl didn't want Jin Yongsheng to worry too much about herself.

While Jin Yongsheng and Jin Yuanyuan were talking, the figure of the old army god appeared in front of him out of thin air, and although he saw the image of Jin Yongsheng in blood-stained clothes, although he was embarrassed, there were no fatal injuries on his body, and the old army god's hanging heart finally settled.

"Teacher, this is the carrion butterfly. Seeing the old military god, Chen Xiaoqiang stepped forward to send the mother carrion butterfly and said.

"This butterfly is also extremely scarce and precious in the eternal world, strong boy, I want this butterfly to be useless, its attributes are consistent with your sword, you can take it." And that fountain of death, and the Death God Sword Spirit should be very beneficial. The old soldier myth turned to Jin Yuanyuan's side, and said with a blamed expression on his face: "You girl, you don't want to die." After that, he picked up Jin Yuanyuan and went to the side to heal.

Jin Yongsheng thought that Jin Yuanyuan's injury was not very serious, but after listening to the old military god's words, the young man's heart immediately became entangled and heartbroken, but fortunately, the old military god treated Jin Yuanyuan's injury, and the young man comforted a lot.