Chapter 604: Battle Spirit (3)

"Haha, stupid little ghost!" Wind Dragon Ancestor Soul laughed loudly and said, "There is a source of eternal injury hidden in the body of the ancestor, and the injuries you inflicted on the ancestor can be compared to the source of eternal injury?

With that, it threw Ye Qingcheng's body out violently, and with a ferocious swing of the scythe, a silver sickle shadow immediately slashed at Ye Qingcheng's body. Read the full text of the latest chapter【First Release】

"Poof!"

Blood splattered again, and Ye Qingcheng was slashed into the air, screaming in pain.

"Before your soul dissipates, experience this ultimate pain!"

"Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!......Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!T

At the sound of the Wind Dragon Ancestor Soul's wild laughter, one after another terrifying sickle shadows brutally slashed at Ye Qingcheng's body, causing his body to quickly fly in the air and unable to fall.

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"No!" In the Wind Dragon Palace, Liu Beishui stared at the scene in front of him in horror, and shouted in a broken voice: "Stop!"

Inside the hall, there were more and more blood-colored ghosts wandering, almost like the crowd on the street. One by one, they turned into blood-colored snake shadows, and they flew over continuously, burrowing into Ye Qingcheng's body. Each of them was the source of eternal injury, carrying endless pain, frantically tormenting Ye Qingcheng.

No matter what kind of strong person it is, as long as it is life, it is impossible to endure this painful torture without limit.

Every blood snake burrowed into Ye Qingcheng's body, and his body kept trembling, as if he had been whipped by a poisonous whip. Read the full text of the latest chapter His eyes were wide open, his eyes were blood-red, his pupils and the whites of his eyes were blurred, drops of blood were dripping from his eyes, and every time he took it, there would be a faint sound of air flow in his throat, and he could no longer cry out.

Although Liu Beishui was protected by King Jingfeng's spirit shield and did not suffer harm, watching Ye Qingcheng suffer this kind of torture, he also endured the painful devastation in his heart.

He stretched his hands out of his spirit shield, desperately trying to catch the blood snakes that were flying towards him. However, they were invisible, and he could not grasp them except by feeling the pain of piercing his heart.

"Ahhh

As more and more blood snakes flew in, the spirit shield guarding Liu Beishui was actually wrapped in that dense blood snake, so that he could no longer interfere with the attack of the source of eternal injury.

There were more and more attacks, and in the end, it was completely like a storm, and one after another blood rays frantically drilled into Ye Qingcheng's body, as if they wanted to hold his body until it exploded.

The attack lasted for a few breaths, then stopped abruptly. The solid dragon pill on Ye Qingcheng's neck cracked one after another. His upright body was quietly loose, lying paralyzed on the Thunder Spirit Throne. There were still a large number of blood-colored ghosts roaming around, but it was no longer interested in him. One after another, blood-colored snake tails shook on his body, and his soul could no longer bear it.

The gray soul smoke, which was as light as smoke and dust, formed an extremely fine powder and flew up from his body. There was no longer a trace of life on his collapsed body.

The soul began to crumble and dissolve.

Beside him, there was a spirit shield wrapped in a dense blood snake. Liu Beishui sat inside weakly, clutching his hair with both hands, all thoughts were lost. He couldn't see the situation outside, and he didn't dare to look at it, which was a torture that was worse than death for him.

"Why do you have to endure this?" he said to himself, in despair, "why can't you live well, or die well?

"Ahh On the ground, a baby's voice full of innocence came, and the young Xiaobai stretched out his small palm and put it on Liu Beishui's cheek.

At this time, he was cold and trembling, but this little palm carried a little temperature, like a ray of sunlight piercing the cold night and shining on his face. In the midst of despair, he felt a small and extremely precious warmth, and the pain in his collapsed heart was relieved.

"What can resist the pain?" he woke up suddenly, recalling King Jingfeng's words.

On the blood-colored Thunder Spirit Throne, Ye Qingcheng's figure was miserable, and there was no life at all. The gray smoke of the soul that collapsed wafted faintly. However, just as his soul was gone, Liu Beishui's voice reached his ears.

"Crane Lao said that if you want to build a legion, you need four conditions. First, there is at least one alliance beast that can enter the beast soul list, and with the ruthlessness of leaving the fire, it should not be very slow to be promoted to the sixth order. After the sixth order, it relied on the power of the fire soul to rush to the top 100 of the beast soul list, it was only a matter of time;Second, the Yun clan needs to create a sixth-order coat of arms with his own hands, which is easier for you;Third, build a legion heavenly boat, this will be handed over to the third child;fourth, get a seal in the hero city, gather 100,000 people, and have a guardian, this is a bit difficult for us, but it is not impossible...... With its own city and its own people, the legion is justified. At that time, you will be the city lord and the founder of the Ye Clan's legion. There, we moved my uncle's tablet to build a glorious mausoleum for him, and then invited all the members of the Yun clan to marry my sister-in-law in a beautiful way under the witness of all our seniors, relatives, and friends......"

As he spoke, Liu Beishui wiped away his tears and said, "Aren't these what you've been looking forward to?" Old Man Youyun, your mother, me and the third child, as well as Xiaohuo, and all the seniors who care and take care of us, take them over, let them live by our side all the time, they take care of us, and we protect them. Is this a reason to live? Compared with these, what kind of pain can not be beared......

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A terrifying silver flame spread across the earth, ashes flew all over the sky, and the wind howled across the sky. Thick clouds of dust rolled like raging waves.

Ye Qingcheng lay on his stomach on the silver flame miserably, the robe on his body had completely turned into ashes, the flesh and blood were rolled, and the white bones were exposed, under the crazy scythe slash, his body was already broken, and there was no skin in it. It was the body of his mind, like his soul, which had begun to dissipate, to be reduced to wisps of gray smoke, diluted into the air.

"Would you rather have your soul scattered than give your soul to your ancestor?" "The Wind Dragon Ancestor Soul shook off the blood on the sickle and said coldly: "Boy, your strength is not good, but this ruthlessness is okay." It's a pity that you got in here too early. ”

After speaking, the Wind Dragon Ancestor Soul turned around and left. However, as soon as it lifted its footsteps, a faint, muffled voice came from behind it. It turned its head puzzled and found that Ye Qingcheng's legs had turned into gray smoke, but he stretched out his hand with difficulty, stretched out his front, and whispered, "Where are you going?"

"Away from the fire?" the Wind Dragon Ancestor Soul muttered unbelievably with his arms around his chest.

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