Death, for the player, doesn't matter, just drop a level.

However.

It's like this kind of grabness, but that's another story.

The situation is serious.

In layman's terms.

Snatch = delete number!

As long as the Venerable Master succeeds in snatching it away, Ember will either directly return to its original form and return to level 0, or it will be more thorough and re-pinch its face to build an ID!

Equated.

Do it all over again.

Everything that I had done in the past two days was all useless.

That's fine.

Ember is most worried that if he is taken away, his golden finger is still there, which is the biggest problem, as for other side matters, such as the magic weapon life source bead, such as the blood contract with Delis, etc., are secondary.

But what about the embers?

It's not that he doesn't want to resist, it's that there's simply nothing he can do.

In my previous life, my strength was not good, and I encountered a lot of this kind of thing, but I didn't expect that now that Goldfinger is by his side, he is at the forefront, and he can still encounter this bullshit rotten thing, disgusting!

"Good!"

The Venerable Master coughed twice, looked at the blood in his palm, felt his weaker body, and looked at the embers, the greed in his eyes no longer hidden.

"The poor path was banned in the formation, just waiting for the dark flower to reach its peak, but I didn't expect it to be destroyed by you, and the time was also fateful. Since it has broken out of the formation, there is no healing power of the formation, resulting in qi deficiency and weakness, recurrence of old diseases, and the situation is irreversible. Little friend, offended! ”

The Venerable Master's eyes flashed with gold, and a golden ball about the size of a baby's fist came out of the heavenly spirit, and rushed straight into the center of Ember's eyebrows, and it didn't enter.

"Hmm!"

Invaded by the primordial spirit of the Venerable Master, Ember suddenly darkened his eyes, his consciousness was scattered, and the next moment, he had already come to the sea of knowledge.

"Little friend, obediently let the poor road devour it!"

The little golden man is shouting.

That's the primordial spirit of the Venerable Master.

And the embers at this moment also represent his soul.

is contending with uninvited guests.

If he is devoured, it means that he is completely dead, his soul is scattered, and his body will be controlled by the Venerable Spirit.

"If you want to take it, then it's up to you!"

Ember had a fierce look in his eyes.

It's time to play with your life.

If it is in reality, he has no chance of winning at all, and he must be crushed.

And now, there is still a glimmer of life.

The Venerable Lingguang is a terrifying existence that still has the strength of legends even after being seriously injured, and as a cultivator, his power of the primordial gods is far from being comparable to ordinary people.

However.

Ember is no ordinary person either.

As a human being in two lives, his spiritual power and soul power are extremely strong.

Otherwise.

Where does the spirit that is judged by the system to be full of value come from?

So.

The Reiguang Master's victory was his only chance to win.

"I don't know what to do!" The Venerable Master of Lingguang sneered, "Little friend, I'm afraid you don't know the gap between ordinary people and cultivators!" ”

"Really? Then you can give it a try! Ember stared, "Here, but my home turf!" ”

"You're welcome!"

Now that the war has been invited, why should the Venerable Jin Guang not accept it?

In order to avoid long nights and dreams, he will not waste time, the sooner he takes it, the better, and the later it will change!

"Good time!"

The embers roared, and instead of avoiding the battle, they took the initiative to pounce on the rushing Spiritual Master.

Fighting like a beast, devouring and biting, there is no technology to speak of, no means to speak.

That's it.

Compete for soul power, then the light group turned into by the souls of both sides, devouring each other, you eat me, I eat you, purely for the most primitive beast instinct to fight.

Because of this, the embers fell into the downwind.

This is a helpless thing, he, even if his spiritual power and soul power are extremely powerful, but after all, he can't compete with a cultivator, a cultivator with an extremely high realm.

In a short period of time, more than half of the soul was devoured, and it was originally inferior to others, but now it is not an opponent with the family.

"Battle !!"

Even though Ember is still fierce and not afraid of death, but the strength of his will is not comparable to the crushing of strength after all, he is already a battle of trapped beasts, a game of death!

Correct.

Even so, he still hasn't given up, he's still fighting, like a wounded beast, not retreating, never dying!

"That's it...... Is it so? ”

Ember felt his own weakness, looking at the other party's "body" that had almost doubled, his consciousness began to blur, his spirit was extremely tired, and an unspeakable sleepiness could not be concealed.

"Commendable!"

Looking at the embers of defeat, the Venerable Master of Spiritual Light sped up, his tone full of amazement.

But so what?

The lion's mercy on the rabbit?

Praise courage, don't you eat it?

No way.

"Buzz ......"

Just as the Venerable Master of Lingguang stepped forward and was about to give the ember the final blow, suddenly, in the sea of knowledge, the waves were tumbling endlessly, and one bubble after another was speeding up, which was the memory bubble of the ember buried under the sea of knowledge.

"What? That's impossible! Who the hell are you? ”

The bubbles attracted the attention of the Venerable Master.

When the Venerable Master saw the fragments of memories in the bubbles, his mind went blank, and he trembled as the Ember had faced him before.

What did he see?

Battles after battles.

Battles are terrifying.

One of the main characters, the constant and unchanging person he wants to devour at the moment, Ember.

And the other protagonist is ever-changing, there are strange beasts, demon beasts, spirit beasts, fairy beasts, divine beasts, and cultivators like him, there are demon cultivators, demon cultivators, ghost cultivators, and even, there are immortal Buddhas.

Even if he wasn't at the scene, just the power exuded from the memory fragments made him unable to raise the slightest idea of resistance.

It was the coercion of a higher level of life, like encountering a natural enemy, a terrifying outbreak imprinted in the depths of the genes, and it could only be slaughtered.

"Alas!"

A melodious sigh sounded like thunder in the ears of the Venerable Master.

The next moment.

The sea is rolling.

An unspeakable behemoth appeared.

Unattainable.

Undetectable.

Its countenance, and its embers, are no different.

Or rather.

He is the embers.

It's just another ember, the ember of the previous life, the peak thief who has cultivated extremely deep and has reached level 180 in strength.

"Senior, spare your life!"

The Venerable Master knelt down.

In the face of this terrifying existence that is as high as 100,000 feet, as if overlooking the indigenous creatures from beyond the planet, just like humans overlooking ants, the Venerable Master of Lingguang could not raise the slightest thought of resistance.

"Die!"

Ember looked at the Venerable Master indifferently, his lips opened slightly, as if he had a heavenly constitution in his mouth, and the color of the heavens and the earth changed, and in an instant, the sea of knowledge was rolling, and the waves were endless.

“…… No! ”

A big word "death" suddenly appeared in the sea of knowledge, like the will of heaven, which cannot be disobeyed.

In a word, the Venerable Master of Inspiration, collapse!

The primordial god that originally devoured most of the soul of the embers exploded in an instant, and the consciousness was completely wiped out, turning into a rain of souls in the sky, like countless meteors, falling into this sea of consciousness.