Ziqing suddenly became in a good mood when he saw this scene, but looking at the other party except for the trace of pain that was revealed at the beginning, he kept chanting, allowing those "living people" to pounce on him and tear and bite, not struggling, not resisting, and not even frowning.
Gradually, I don't know why, Ziqing felt like something was blocking her throat.
Is this what the so-called "way of self-sacrifice" is for?
What is the point of sacrificing oneself to fulfill the greed of others?
Just when Zi Jing wanted to can't help but drive away those living people who didn't know what evil magic was controlling, he saw that white light gradually came out of Meng's body, like a little turtle, and then the whole body was shrouded in a layer of white light, and these "living people" grabbed him like a smooth elastic balloon, not only could not hurt him, but would make them slow down because of the white light.
Zi Jing breathed a long sigh of relief, laughing at himself for the ridiculous thought just now.
I don't know how long people have been in the Dementor Banner, and there is nothing they can do with such powerful blood demons inside, let alone these "living people" Everyone has their own way of survival, so let's take care of ourselves.
Ziqing was relieved, looked at Meng, and the little turtle, watching them be willing to endure the crazy gnawing and devouring of those "living people" who did not have any intelligence, her heart was already calm, and she no longer wanted to support them.
Just now, Ziqing put the little turtle into the dementor flag, but the big guy inside was stunned and didn't let it be purified, so he got out of it and stayed by Meng's side all the time.
Meng's chanting gradually became louder, gradually calming down the entire space.
This time, Ziqing was not irritable, and her mood was calm and unwavering.
But on the other hand, the succubus was not so comfortable, he held his head and rushed left and right frantically, and finally his body turned into a thick black mist again.
Those "living people" are ghouls he has refined through secret arts, which can transform between the virtual and the real, devouring the flesh and soul of all living beings.
Because this thing is so rebellious, they are also very fragile, and like ordinary people's bodies, they are easily injured and killed.
Meng is willing to use his soul to influence them, so let him go.
Zi Jing took this opportunity to sacrifice the soul mound and flew into the sky, and a beam of white light projected down, enveloping all the surging black mist.
The succubus was frightened and grabbed towards the soul mound like a madman.
Zijing controlled the soul mound with all his might, but he still felt like he was being broken through by the other party.
And the other party is now in a state of rage, Ziqing doesn't dare to continue, the soul mound is his own life-saving thing, once it is destroyed, the gain outweighs the loss.
So Zijing hurriedly shook the soul flag, disrupted the succubus's counterattack, and at the same time took the soul mound back.
At this moment, the succubus plunged his hands into the void like claws, and after tearing open the sides like grasping a solid kudzu cloth, a long and narrow crack appeared in the space.
A phantom slightly smaller than a succubus squeezed out of the gap.
It's another spirit of the succubus Ziqing was surprised and delighted.
I was shocked that the succubus had the ability to cut through the void, and I was glad that now the two souls of the succubus were together, so as not to go to the next mission plot to find him.
Seeing this, how could Zi Jing wait until the two of them merged into one to deal with him, so when he saw a black shadow sent from the crack, he used all his means to attack the past.
The succubus was furious and roared, "Do you have a bit of bearing, how can you do the sneak attack behind your back" Hey, I can talk, but it sounds so weird.
But at this critical moment of life and death, for the sake of his glorious image and bearing, wait for him to prepare properly, and then call the battle to start Silly.
Ziqing didn't even bother to say a word, wasting time.
The Ganglei talisman is bordered, the spiritual power ball is embellished, the flame talisman is at the bottom, and the Samadhi true fire is the main force.
Now is the time to work hard, Ziqing uses all his strength.
It is also thanks to her strong mental power that she can control so many means at the same time.
However, Rao is like this, the consumption of spiritual power and spiritual power is very serious.
The succubus is very uncomfortable now, and the arm that is about to pull another force from the spatial crack is interrupted by Ziqing with the Samadhi True Fire, and then the soul mound that is flying next to the thief, waiting for the opportunity to swallow the arm at any time.
And the spirit that was caught in the crack was also very aggrieved, and all the means could not be used.
He was reluctant to leave half of his body in the spatial rift, and when the rift was closed, everything would be crushed into the void space, and he would not be able to die again without the other party killing him.
After a few rounds, Ziqing has faintly gained the upper hand.
Then he summoned the Dementor Banner and shook it, and a large ball of energy was torn down.
In the end, the soul couldn't care about the other spirit, and directly tore half of the opponent's body out of the crack, and just in time, the crack was completely closed.
Despite the struggle, he stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it, and in an instant, the almost floating ghost became a lot stronger.
Ziqing didn't expect this guy to be so cruel to himself.
Although in the strict sense, the soul and the spirit are both succubi, but after all, they have been separated and have their own wisdom and consciousness, and now they are purely eating another independent self to fulfill the other self, what a chaotic feeling.
Ziqing doesn't care, anyway, taking advantage of your illness to kill you, no matter how you change, you have to be killed today.
There was a dull pain in his head, and an alarm of "jingle bells" came from the sea of knowledge.
The spiritual power turned out to be just over a hundred points, and the attribute value column turned red and kept flashing.
Ziqing never thought that his mental power would also be used up, and he had previously had too low health and too low physical energy, but he never had enough mental power.
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It seems that there are too many attack means controlled, and the consumption of mental power is too great, and the body is almost unable to withstand it.
Grit your teeth, or directly pick up the banner is the most labor-saving.
The violent wind tore the energy mass on the succubus's body to the shreds, and then it was collected by the soul mound.
Defeat is a foregone conclusion.
Just when Zi Jing was about to put this thing into the soul mound for complete refining, a Buddha cry came from behind him: "Donor, be merciful, he has been defeated." ” Ziqing's chest was stuffy, and his throat was sweet.
She is now a soul body, and vomiting blood is vomiting energy body, so Ziqing suppressed it stiffly.
With the last mental power, he controlled the soul mound and took all the succubi into it The battle stopped, and the entire space fell silent.
Zi Jing gritted his teeth and replied: "Defeated, then wait for him to recover his vitality and go to collect his soul and plunder his soul, and then wait for him to come to me for revenge."
"Donor, God has the virtue of a good life, and the poor monk is willing to turn it over, and he hopes that the donor will fulfill it."
Meng did not bow his head this time, but faced Ziqing directly, his expression calm and firm. t1706231537: