Chapter Twenty-Eight: Defeating the Machine Spirit

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Defeating the Machine Spirit

At this time, under An Lu's strong attack, the machine spirit was a little difficult to parry for a while.

The machine spirit snorted coldly.

"Don't forget this is my home turf,"

The momentum of the Speech Machine Spirit began to skyrocket, but under the suppression of the green light, it was not just Kankan and An Lu, but this was enough to pose a threat to An Lu, and the battle between the two was balanced for a while.

However, as time passed, the momentum of the machine spirit began to weaken again, although under the long-term battle, An Lu also felt the problem of physical exhaustion, but at this moment, it didn't look as serious as the machine spirit, and it was obvious that the machine spirit just now used some secret method to forcibly raise his momentum.

The scales of victory tipped to Anlu's side again, but suddenly the machine spirit showed a puzzled smile.

"I wanted you to die in peace, but I didn't expect that I couldn't do it now. ”

After speaking, the originally transparent and blurred face actually appeared to be condensed at this moment, and it gradually turned into the same size as An Lu, with a human-like form, but the person in front of him had no facial features, and his face was just vague and black.

"If I absorb your soul, I think I will not only be able to repair all the injuries, but I will be able to go further. ”

After finishing speaking, the machine spirit at this time revealed an ugly voice towards An Lu, which seemed so piercing in An Lu's ears.

An Lu didn't answer, just snorted coldly, and took the lead in attacking towards the machine spirit, but this time the machine spirit was different, and even the way of attacking had changed.

Under the successive attacks, An Lu's soul had begun to fade slightly, and at this time, An Lu knew that if he continued like this, he would only have one way to destroy, and then his body would really only be occupied by this machine spirit.

Seeing this, the machine spirit sneered.

"Is that all you have?"

After the words fell, the machine spirit appeared by An Lu's side as if it was teleporting, kicking An Lu away, and releasing smug words on his mouth.

"I'm just getting started!"

After saying that, he used the same move again to give An Lu a kick.

And under such an attack, An Lu didn't know how many blows he had endured, but he knew that An Lu had become extremely weak by now, but his soul body would not bleed, otherwise An Lu didn't know how much blood he had vomited at this moment.

After seeing that it was almost there, Ji Ling said lightly: "Forget it, you can go with peace of mind, I will take over your identity well." ”

After finishing speaking, suddenly a palm pressed on An Lu's head, and a powerful suction force came out from the palm of the machine spirit, and the painful expression on An Lu's face only lasted for a few seconds before it turned into a crazy smile.

"If you want to kill me, then let's die together. ”

An Lu got up suddenly, as if there were thousands of powers in his body at this moment, and suddenly got up and hugged the machine spirit, and the machine spirit was also startled by An Lu's sudden situation, but he quickly reacted and continued to absorb An Lu's soul power.

On the other hand, An Lu, from the moment he hugged the machine spirit, he realized that he didn't seem to be able to absorb the power of other people's souls at all, and in desperation, he could only bite the neck of the machine spirit, but not to mention, this trick is still quite effective.

Under the effect of An Lu's vigorous absorption, the soul power above the body of the machine spirit is flowing into An Lu's body little by little, and as the soul power becomes more and more, An Lu's belly is getting bigger and bigger at this time, like a balloon, as if it will explode at any time.

And at this moment, after feeling that the power of his soul was also disappearing faster and faster, he also began to panic, after all, his suction power was not as good as An Lu, if it continued like this, there would only be one ending, and then he would die in the hands of An Lu.

"Forget it, let's stop fighting, okay?"

If the machine spirit has facial features, it must be sweating profusely, and the panicked non-inductive displacement is right, but unfortunately it has no facial features.

However, this switch was only An Lu's vague language: "I... Yes!"

The machine spirit didn't hear it all, but he was able to guess a rough idea from An Lu's expression.

However, after seeing An Lu's growing belly, he gradually began to understand, and continued to persuade An Lu.

"You see that you can't do it, it's impossible to refine these soul powers, and in the end it will only end up exploding, why don't we stop each other?"

But An Lu still didn't respond, it was impossible to stop at this time, but compared to the suction, it was not as good as An Lu, so he could only look at his body getting weaker and lighter, constantly threatening and begging for mercy, hoping that An Lu could stop such crazy actions.

An Lu didn't respond, but he had been silently absorbing the power of these souls, and after a long time, he couldn't hear the voice of the machine spirit, and at this time, the machine spirit was only left with a thin layer of transparent body.

Finally, the last trace of soul power of the machine spirit was absorbed under An Lu's unremitting efforts.

Looking at the machine spirit that had disappeared into this blood-red space, An Lu finally relieved his heart and sat on the ground weakly.

And the belly that was already high couldn't be high, and it made An Lu extremely uncomfortable, but there was no way, An Lu lay flat, hoping that doing so would make his stomach feel better.

"Am I going to die here in the end? Don't I really have the opportunity to find my biological parents and avenge Shushan?"

The pictures of the past began to play back in An Lu's mind one by one, and at this time, An Lu's soul power began to become irritable, as if he was about to explode An Lu.

But when An Lu's last picture echoed to the time when he read the letter Murong Xun left for him, An Lu couldn't calm down anymore at this time.

An Lu, who had already given up struggling, suddenly sat up again, "Yes, I haven't asked Xun'er yet, I still have to ask." ”

Suddenly, as if he had endless power, An Lu began to meditate at this moment, and began to recite the Pure Heart Mantra handed over to him by the Daoist Master over and over again, and as time went by, An Lu's heart calmed down a lot at this time.

Gradually, little by little, the soul power that did not belong to him in his body was discharged into this blood-red space, but after the soul power of this machine spirit came into contact with this space, it suddenly dissipated a lot, An Lu couldn't care about the distress, so he could only save his life first.