The white mangs became more and more dim, and Lin Nan's body began to become illusory.

Tart Sang was very proud in his heart, as if the beautiful words of the outside world were already beckoning to him, and this monk who only had a Qi cultivation period could not escape his palm even if he resisted stubbornly.

For anyone who has been trapped for ten years, who can hold back the excitement at this moment?

At this moment, there was a sudden "whoosh". A pure white scythe light suddenly broke into the Tart Sang and Lin Nan Spiritual Consciousness Light Cluster.

The sudden appearance of Chen Biting Jin made Tart Sang startled and angry. He had been in this barrier for ten years, and he knew everything about the grass and trees here, and he had never found any other anomalous creatures.

He immediately shouted: "Who is it? ”

The three clumps stirred together, and the pure white scythe did not respond.

"Hmph. ”

With a heavy "hum", Tart Sang was really angry.

"Don't care who you are, God prevents and kills God, and Buddha prevents and kills Buddha. ”

Tart Sang has no way back at this moment, the original body has been destroyed by Lin Nan, even if it is not destroyed, with his Taoism, he will not be able to return to the original body after the soul is out of the body.

Lin Nan realized the wooden model, he only felt that the sky was spinning in his mind, and in his Mud Pill Palace, two external forces were fighting fiercely there.

The largest yellow light fangs and claws, although the volume of the pure white broken scythe is not as powerful as the former, but the color is much more condensed. The head-on collision is not afraid.

Lin Nan smiled bitterly, this time it was really difficult to escape, Tart Sang had no power to eat him back, and now there was a spiritual sense that was no less than Tart Sang.

The two rays of light are very happy, you eat me, he bites you.

As time continued, Tart Sang's heart panicked, although he relied on his strength to suppress the other party, but as long as he was devoured by the other party, his spiritual power gradually decreased. And when he devoured the other party, he actually had the feeling of iron teeth gnawing steel. Moreover, he also had the illusion that it was just the other party's crippled spiritual sense. Thinking of this, he shuddered, how powerful it would be if the other party's spiritual sense was complete.

After a while, there was a scene with the surname of the drama, and the yellow light began to flee under the fight with the pure white light. At the same time, Tart Sang screamed, and the burning pain of his spiritual consciousness being devoured made him beg for mercy.

"The seniors are gracious, the villain has no eyes, and the flesh villain of this kid is sincerely given to the seniors. ”

"As long as the predecessors leave a trace of spiritual sense for the villain, the villain is willing to be the head of the predecessors in this life. ”

"As long as the seniors open their mouths for spiritual stones and magic weapons, the villain will do whatever it takes to offer them to the seniors. ”

......

It's just that, no matter what Tart Sang says, the pure white scythe light is like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

Tart Sang was terrified to the extreme, and every time he was devoured, he let out a scream.

Lin Nan's spiritual sense world is vast, but in terms of speed and strength, he is not as good as the other party now, if he escapes while he is full of strength at the beginning, then the pure white broken sickle may not be able to catch up if he wants to chase it.

It's just that now it's a matter of trade-off.

Forced in the corner, Tart Sang trembled in horror, if the soul was devoured, then the real body would be gone.

"You... You can't kill me, after I am a barbarian in the Southern Regions, devour me, you will definitely be branded as a barbarian in this life, and the barbarian will definitely not let you go. (To be continued.) )