readx;? Mo Chen suppressed the surging qi and blood in Hunei, and after taking a few heavy breaths, his dark eyes shone for a while, and the body hidden in the cloak once again rippled with fiery red vitality, and the powerful soul power in the eyebrows gushed out without leaving any residue, burrowing into the vitality, and suddenly swept towards the remaining fig fruits on the leafless and flowerless tree with a rather terrifying momentum, and the whole process was done in one go without any stagnation. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The energy ripples that surged out, in the blink of an eye, wrapped more than a dozen fig fruits on the leafless and fig tree, just when Mo Chen was about to take the rest of the fruits in one go, the rapidly expanding energy ripples were a strange stagnation, with a muffled snort in his mind, Mo Chen clearly felt that the soul power he had spread out was actually suppressed by some inexplicable force.

"Not good!" Mo Chen exclaimed, and clearly felt the power that suppressed his soul power in his thoughts, and suddenly there was a powerful mental power like a mountain and a sea, and in an instant, Mo Chen understood that this power must have come from the leafless and flowerless tree, and seeing that this posture was actually to strangle the soul power he released, if the soul was injured, it would be a very tragic result, Mo Chen almost felt the moment the powerful mental power attacked, and he did not hesitate to withdraw the soul power into his body crazily, and more than a dozen flowerless ⊕ that had been wrapped in his soul divine thoughts▼ top ⊕▼ dot ⊕▼ Xiao ⊕▼ said, Nianguo, Yi is rushing towards him。

"Hmph......!" When the fig fruit flew towards him, Mo Chen clearly heard a vast vicissitudes of life in his mind, he didn't have time to think about where this voice came from, and the next moment, the mental power that followed his soul power and slammed fiercely into his soul mind.

The clarity of the impact, Mo Chen felt like 10,000 sharp needles were inserted in his brain, and the indescribable pain fell on the depths of his soul like a thunderstorm from the sky, and with a poof, Mo Chen's mind was hit so that the starlight trembled black and white, and he almost died suddenly with his soul.

Mo Chen didn't have time to think about what attacked him, under the cover of death, he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue without scruples and frantically gushed out a stream of essence blood, stimulating the dizziness and collapse pain in the depths of his soul, and instantly recovering a trace of clarity, so that Mo Chen's soul could not be injured, and in an instant he decided to abandon the soul power that had not been completely recovered.

Gritting his teeth and thinking of his heart, the only sobriety made the ink dust soul divine thought form a wisp of soul knife, and the remaining soul power was suddenly cut, and the fiery red vitality that rushed back was strangely paused, and the ink dust that was suddenly missing a wisp of soul divine thought could not control it and spurted out several mouthfuls of heavy blood, and the bright clear color in the dark eyes quickly receded, and suddenly there was a suffocating languid color, and the ruddy cheeks suddenly appeared dead white, and the seven thieves were full of terrifying crimson, if other warriors could understand it before they were close, this was a sign before a person died。

The soul is the foundation of every person, and although a martial artist has more power than ordinary people because of qi refining, the importance of the soul to a martial artist is still irreplaceable. For any thing in the Qi Refining Continent, as long as there is any lack of soul, it will be seriously injured and dying at least, or directly dying violently.

For these consequences, Mo Chen naturally understands very well, but in the face of the impact of the vicissitudes of life, he can't even raise the slightest ability to resist, for Mo Chen, who is particularly keen in cultivating Tianding Decisive Spiritual Sense, this feeling of death, he has never felt it even when facing a peak powerhouse like Yan Yanban.

This time I did encounter it when picking a few fig fruits, and I didn't need to think about it to know that it must be the ghost of this strange leafless and fig tree, maybe I picked too many fruits from him at one time, causing the anger of this strange tree, but I didn't expect it to hate it so much that it wanted to leave its life here. For this leafless and flowerless tree that has existed for endless years, Mo Chen has no confidence to resist, and he can't only break his arm to save his life, as for the outcome, it depends on his luck.

"It seems that it's still too reckless, this time even if you don't die, you have to take off a few layers of skin" Mo Chen only felt that he had just gotten rid of the pursuit of the vicissitudes of the vast mental power, and then fell into the feeling of exhaustion and malaise that came from the depths of the soul, this feeling was not tired or sleepy, but gave people a very clear intuition that they couldn't wake up after sleeping.

Ink dust was tired and didn't even have the strength to let out a bitter smile, although he knew that he was likely to be seriously injured and dying, but these ink dust was destined to be beyond control, because that powerful inexplicable telekinesis, although it lost the possibility of attacking his soul, but the terrifying energy wind that swept over him attacked him, spurting out a few mouthfuls of blood again, and at the same time, he easily lifted him into the air.

With the rapid dimming of his pupils, Mo Chen clearly felt that he had no strength to even blink his eyelids, and his eyebrows were as heavy as a thousand pounds of stone grinding, and the next moment they closed violently, falling into darkness.

In the moment before his mind fell into darkness, the afterglow in Mo Chen's eyes saw the fig fruit flying towards him, just so close, as long as he waved lightly, he could easily receive it into the ring, but, even this trace of power he couldn't lift, the only thing he could understand was that at that moment, there was a cry behind his pain, and the sound of breaking the wind with a low thunderous roar.

At this moment, with the leafless and flowerless tree as the center, all kinds of battles swept through every corner of the field, as more and more people died in the fight for the fig fruit, some warriors who lost their companions and even lost their relatives, Yi was killed as if they were red-eyed, and the roaring wind under the bombardment of weapons was no longer to snatch the treasures of heaven and earth, but purely to vent the anger in their hearts.

The decades-long battle circle formed by dozens of fig fruits finally settled after a fierce melee, looking at the limbs that fell all over the ground and the stickiness that flowed into a river of blood, nearly half of the number of people disappeared in the blink of an eye, and couldn't help but sigh at those warriors who got or didn't get the strange fruit, and now the results have been released.

When they once again looked at the leafless and fig tree and thought of looking for the figure of the cloak that was pouring black, where could they still see the slightest trace, looking at the red fruit that had lost most of it, those warriors who had obtained the fig fruit could clearly feel that this group of people who had just been defeated by them had a pair of malicious eyes towards them again.

And outside the air, with a clear whining beast roar, a large and a small flying beast was speeding towards the outside of the forest, flying away from this place as fast as possible.

(I'm more confused these days, because Brother Bao has no money to eat, so I have to find a way to make some money, no way, so I take up some time, everyone comes to support, you have to believe that your support is the source of Brother Bao's greatest motivation)