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The roar didn't last long.

Soon Lin Zhenghai couldn't shout anymore, and even Lin Zhenghai could feel that the origin of his divine soul was constantly losing, this loss was an eternal loss, and the strange secret method "soul snatching" shouted in Su Mu's mouth actually had the same effect as his own divine Dao flower.

Even from a certain point of view, the effect of Su Musha's ghost transformation technique is far stronger than Lin Zhenghai's Divine Dao Flower in terms of attraction!

This is the glory of the ancient Taoism, and Su Musha finally got a real feeling at this moment.

The terrifying attraction firmly dragged Lin Zhenghai's Divine Dao Flower, and it was impossible to collect it at all.

If you lose part of the origin of the divine soul, it can be regarded as a deficiency of the divine soul, such an injury is enough to block the path, but it is not without a solution, at least Su Musha, who has practiced in the Xuanyang Sect, knows that there are many strange heavenly and earthly treasures in the world, and the existence of these heavenly materials and earthly treasures, some of which can make up for the lack of the divine soul, and even some of the heavenly materials and earthly treasures can make up for the lack of the physical body.

Even though the price is expensive, it doesn't mean that Lin Zhenghai has no possibility to make up for it, but with the continuous use of the ghost transformation technique in Su Musha's hand, and with the continuous loss of the divine soul origin in Lin Zhenghai's own body, Lin Zhenghai finally sensed a trace of fear here.

If there is still a possibility of making up for the loss, then what about the loss of one cost source? What about the loss of two cost sources?

"I ...... I...... Recognize ......"

Lin Zhenghai knew that he was really wrong, after all, he underestimated the monks in the world, Su Musha couldn't go on stage a few times, and he was sure that the exercises could restrain Su Musha here, and wanted to kill Su Musha in one fell swoop on the brass ring, but no matter how he was, he would never have thought that Su Musha was here, and there were still hole cards.

Hole cards that are really lethal enough.

He forcibly opened his mouth, wanting to admit defeat, as long as he could say these three words, he could be judged to be defeated by Su Musha, and even in an instant, there would be an elder of his own sect who would justifiably make a move to cut off the strange secret method that Su Musha had performed here, and prevent the loss of his own soul origin.

Of course, such a lack and a lack of divine soul are just related to one's own cultivation future, but when the origin of the divine soul is lost enough, it will really die!

Su Musha's cold face couldn't see the slightest expression, Lin Zhenghai wanted to admit defeat several times in a row, but with the indescribable pain of the loss of the origin of the divine soul, Lin Zhenghai couldn't even say these three words completely.

For the first time, Lin Zhenghai felt that the three words that he disdained in ordinary times would be so difficult to shout out one day.

Even when he was about to finish speaking, Su Musha would directly increase the terrifying attraction of the gray vortex in his hand, and the severe pain from the divine soul made Lin Zhenghai unable to say the full three words at all!

Time passed little by little, and with every breath of confrontation, Lin Zhenghai realized his weakness.

It's not about the body, it's about the gradual dissipation of the soul.

Even at this moment, Lin Zhenghai no longer has the fierce emotions he had before, he is not angry, he is not panicking, for Lin Zhenghai, at this moment, his whole body is only surrounded by warm sleepiness, and his upper and lower eyelids are constantly fighting, as if he can fall asleep at any time.

Even a few times Lin Zhenghai opened his eyes, but he still felt like he was in a dream, in the dream, his soul broke free from the shackles of the body, began to fly to the endless void, began to wander to the heavens, began to touch the most extreme corner between life and death, whenever he was about to touch that state, the sharp pain from the tip of his tongue would say that he pulled back to reality.

I can't speak, I can't open my mouth at all, in order to stimulate myself not to fall asleep directly, I fell, Lin Zhenghai here, and even bit off his tongue directly!

Intense pain! There was crimson blood overflowing from the corners of Lin Zhenghai's half-open mouth, and in an instant, it flowed down the pure white robe to the ground!

Even the memories that had been forgotten by Lin Zhenghai in the past gradually appeared in Lin Zhenghai's memory, as if he was watching the flowers, and all kinds of scenes flashed in an instant.

Lin Zhenghai was unwilling, his eyes looked at Su Musha, and there seemed to be a trace of remorse in those eyes.

After this glance, Lin Zhenghai finally slowly closed his eyes and fell into an eternal sleep.

The origin of the divine soul has been refined by Su Mu seventy percent, and only thirty percent of the remnant soul is left in the Mud Pill Palace, but these thirty percent of the divine soul origin can no longer support Lin Zhenghai to continue to have his own consciousness, let alone control the physical body, unless there is an injection of heaven and earth treasures in a short period of time, otherwise, Lin Zhenghai will fall into an eternal sleep here.

Until the end of Shouyuan.

The whole competition, speaking of which, it was the most boring game of all the two fighting methods, and even from beginning to end, Su Musha and Lin Zhenghai just performed a secret method on each other, which was the result of a judgment of life and death.

But for the people watching the battle, seeing Lin Zhenghai helplessly waiting for his death to come, and couldn't even open his mouth with the words "I admit defeat", they felt that this was already the most cruel punishment in the world, and there was nothing more cruel than watching his own death.

Even with the existence of the Jackdaw Wraith Soul Soup, Su Musha didn't know how much time it would take to be able to complete the remnant soul of Lin Zhenghai, who was only three percent of the Divine Soul Origin, and even hit the realm of the ghost level.

Su Musha didn't dare to continue to use the ghost trick on Lin Zhenghai anymore, the three cost sources were already the limit, and if they went any further, it would be a situation where the soul was scattered.

Faced with his own cultivation resources, Su Musha did not allow such a waste.

After all, he is a monk in the late stage of the Qi refining period, Su Musha has devoured seventy percent of the pure divine soul origin, and his face is already full of red light at this moment, and even in the big hole in his body, the damaged ghost seal has been made up for it, and the Su Musha at this moment is the pinnacle of the peak!

Carefully take out Lin Zhenghai's faint soul from the Mud Pill Palace, and even if he is not careful, Lin Zhenghai's soul in his hand will be scattered with the wind.

Under the ring, there were already "enthusiastic" disciples who threw up blank willow ghost cards.

Coming to such a point, Su Mu's low position among the disciples can no longer be measured by cultivation, and it is also a joke to say, such an outer disciple who carries the existence of the bull's ear, as a ghost cultivator, has never had a blank ghost card on his body, but it can be regarded as the talking point of these disciples in the future.

"Do you know that our sect's Su Musha knows? Back then, the two sects of the two sects were bloodied and bloody, and the ghost cards that detained the souls of those disciples were all lent to Su Musha by the Dao Master!"

Saying it like this, it seems that it has a lot to do with Su Musha, of course, everything is a later story, Su Musha's task of slaughtering the disciples of the Hundred Flowers has not been completely completed.

A ghost card was still thrown under the high platform, and he didn't say anything more.

Su Musha suddenly realized that he didn't have to step out of the ring.

Next, it was still the turn of the disciples of the Demon Sect to challenge, and in his current state, needless to say, it was naturally Su Musha who continued.

"The ghost card can't be given to you, the origin of Sancheng, you can't even enter reincarnation, that's it, there is still a corpse of Lin Zhenghai here, or that sentence, a disciple of a hundred flowers and a lineage, if you have a mind, kill me, you can collect Lin Zhenghai's corpse!"

All of a sudden, it suddenly became as silent as a ghost town, and even many Demon Palace disciples were suddenly shocked, and they silently recalled in their hearts the number of disciples of their own sect.

Seem...... With the gradual slaughter of Su Musha, to this day, a hundred flowers are in the same vein...... There was only one person left!

The existence of the most finale is even regarded as the hole card of the two fighting methods and the Demon Palace faction!

The existence that can build the foundation in half a step and kill the real person in the desperate situation!

A big disciple of a hundred flowers!

He is also the only surviving disciple today.

There was a person with lingering sadness in his eyes, walked out, looked at Su Musha, and then looked at Lin Zhenghai's bones, and I don't know if it was because of the fall of his own junior disciples one after another, or if this person was born with sad eyes!

"There is nothing for us, now there are a hundred flowers in one vein, there is only one person, Xia Yushu, if you want to fight, I will accompany you to fight!"