"Hey, I understand...... Yingzheng was already disheartened, but he heard the voice of the spirit of Hongmeng☆Read the full text of the new chapter

The battle of souls is pure soul fighting, and any other forces are useless and cannot help in the slightest.

But Ying Zheng found that his soul was wrapped in the colorful origin glow, and the soul power of the Hongmeng Spirit could not help himself.

At this moment, Ying Zheng deeply felt the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe. Immediately, he didn't dare to be careless, and with the assistance of the Colorful Origin, his soul quickly regained the air supremacy of the Soul Sea, and expelled the soul of the Hongmeng Spirit in a corner.

Kill them all, Yingzheng doesn't want to do this, the spirit of Hongmeng is kind to him no matter what, and he has made too many sacrifices in order to protect the Hongmeng family.

Devouring the spirit of Hongmeng, he can indeed get unimaginable benefits, but Yingzheng is not such an ungrateful, cold-blooded and ruthless person.

Although he killed a lot of people, but all of them were for the sake of the overall situation, and he had to do it as a last resort≡ since he came to this world, Ying Zheng has never killed anyone indiscriminately because of his own personal affairs, except for being sorry for Concubine Feng, Ying Zheng really didn't bully people with power.

He is naturally not a saint, but the husband has clear grievances, Yingzheng is not an unprincipled person, he has his own code of conduct.

"Senior, you have completely failed, let's leave!" After Yingzheng figured it out, he immediately said to the spirit of Hongmeng.

"Oh, don't you know how much benefit you will get from devouring my soul? Not to mention the origin of Hongmeng, as long as you fuse my soul, it is equivalent to obtaining my realm comprehension, and there will be no bottleneck until the peak of the reincarnation realm. The spirit of Hongmeng was a little surprised when he heard Yingzheng's words, and then he didn't care about tempting Yingzheng.

Although Ying Zheng knew that he would get great benefits from devouring the spirit of Hongmeng, it was still beyond his imagination. (It would be hypocritical to say that he is not tempted, but he is a man of principle.)

Excitement doesn't have to be action. Ying Zheng believed that what he had obtained for nothing would definitely not be as good as his own penance, so he refused: "Senior, please leave! From now on, we will no longer have the slightest friendship." Grievances are gone. ”

"You're very good...... Hongmeng Spirit praised, and the huge soul power left from Yingzheng's soul sea.

Ying Zheng's soul breathed a sigh of relief. Then he regained control of his physical body, and he looked at the Hongmeng Spirit who was still standing on the mountain in front of him, looking at the sky.

After thinking about it, Ying Zheng bowed to the figure of the spirit of Hongmeng, he didn't want to have any entanglement with the spirit of Hongmeng, and just wanted to leave.

"I don't need this anymore, so I'll fulfill you!" Hongmeng's spirit knew that Yingzheng wanted to leave, but she didn't turn around. His right hand directly threw out a ball of light and flew towards Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then when he saw the fist-sized Hongmeng Origin in his hand, he was also very moved in his heart. Although he has seven origins, if you talk about it, it is not as big as the Hongmeng origin given by the spirit of Hongmeng.

It's just that there is no point in thanking him, the power of the origin is what Yingzheng needs most, and he didn't shirk it. I secretly resolved in my heart that I must repay the spirit of Hongmeng when I have the opportunity.

So Yingzheng didn't hesitate, and bent down again to bow to the spirit of Hongmeng. and disappeared in the same place.

Just as Yingzheng left, the figure of the spirit of Hongmeng became fainter and fainter, as if it was about to return to nothingness.

"Master......" Xiao Hei's figure slowly appeared on the top of the mountain. His eyes looked at the spirit of Hongmeng with concern, his face full of sadness.

"Blackie, I'm tired......" Hongmeng's voice was soft, and her flawless face looked at the void with fascination.

"Master, there is no Hongmeng Origin ......" Xiao Hei's tone was helpless, and his face was very anxious.

"The strong have the dignity of the strong, and the hope of lingering is the greatest insult to me. The spirit of Hongmeng turned around, only her body was a little more transparent.

"But......" Xiao Hei saw that the Hongmeng Spirit was looking straight at him, and he didn't dare to look at the bright eyes of the Hongmeng Spirit.

"It must be tens of billions of years, right? I understand your intentions and have wronged you. Alas. I think you were also the first supreme of the demon clan at the beginning, but I only have it in my heart. I'm sorry......" The spirit of Hongmeng seemed to evoke a long memory, and its bright eyes were a little gloomy.

"No, master, you will always be an unattainable goddess in Xiao Hei's heart, and Xiao Hei has never thought about it in the slightest. Xiao Hei's face showed a hint of nervousness, as if a child who had been seen through the lies by adults had made a mistake, panicked, and at a loss.

"You just lack self-confidence, alas, but in its invincible brilliance, no genius can have confidence. The spirit of Hongmeng said that his expression was very complicated.

Thinking of the invincible and brilliant figure that suppressed the ancient and modern, Xiao Hei showed a look of respect and fear on his face, he never was presumptuous, but after meeting it, Xiao Hei understood that he would live in the shadow of its glory for the rest of his life.

"Xiao Hei, you go, go find the sky that belongs to you!" Hongmeng Spirit had said this sentence countless times, although she knew that it was useless, she still couldn't help but persuade again.

"Hehe, the master is right, it is the greatest insult to the strong to linger, and I will go with the master. Xiao Hei's face showed a look of relief and said firmly.

"Well, why are you so troubled? You are different from me, your soul is playful, and you can recreate your body. The spirit of Hongmeng sighed, his voice full of guilt.

"You ......" As soon as Hongmeng's voice fell, his bright eyes showed a desolate color, pointing at Xiao Hei, and he found that he was speechless.

"Master, it's too late for you to say, let Xiao Hei accompany you through the last journey!" Xiao Hei's expression was calm, and his body was rapidly fading and dissipating.

"I'm sorry for you all my life, I know that you ruined your body by yourself, just to keep me from feeling a little desolate, why are you so stupid? You know that I only have it in my heart, and you are just my best friend. Although Hongmeng Spirit didn't want to say it, she didn't want to deceive Xiao Hei, her best friend.

"As long as I can always accompany my master, no matter what my status, I think it's worth it. Xiao Hei didn't seem to be the slightest surprise at the words of the Hongmeng Spirit, and smiled slightly, his face at this time was no longer old, but became a strange and handsome young man, just for the last time, so that the Hongmeng Spirit could see his best state.

"Okay, then let's go through the last days of life together. The Spirit of Harmony turned and looked up at the void, her eyes closed, and cold tears pierced her flawless face.

Xiao Hei just stood quietly behind her, looking at her lonely figure, her eyes full of love and tenderness.

I don't know how long it took, the mountain was still a mountain, the sky was still blue, the flowers were still enchanting, but the old man was gone......

True love will always exist in heaven and earth, love is buried deep in my heart, and thousands of years of waiting are just for a moment of persistence.

Blood is sprinkled at the end of the Eight Desolations, the soul is scattered to the extreme of the universe, the body is shattered, and the soul is scattered, just for that moment of looking back......

Dead wood smiles at Chunbo,

All things wither and mourn their countenance.

The shadow of the lonely mountain is gradually hazy,

The peerless face has been sealed.

[Actually, I don't think much nonsense, under the statement, this book is not a historical subject, it is a fantasy, don't talk about the history of the Qin State, the history of the Qin State The emperor is very clear, but the emperor does not write a history book! If you like to spray, just continue! I will leave tomorrow on the 10th, and there will be more updates, I hope you will support the emperor!] (To be continued.)

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