MTL - The Great Merchant in the Cataclysm-v2 Chapter 469 Return of the soul

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Illusion, is the ontology?

Zhang Wei really did not think about this possibility, although I don't know if the tomb blood is true or false, but if this is the case, the existence of the tomb blood is extremely scary.

The illusion is the ontology, indicating that he has abandoned his body and survived purely in the form of spiritual power or soul. No wonder his mental power will be so terrible.

The spiritual pressure is no more than him, and physical attacks can not cause substantial harm to him.

"What are you thinking?"

The tomb blood suddenly asked this sentence, so that Zhang Wei was a little confused.

"How, if I said it before, it counts, you have lost, don't you think about it?"

Zhang Hao sneered, and he looked at the tomb and said, "When is your body?"

"Is there anything wrong?

Powerful, eternal life, Su Rui is just a defective product in the experimental product. I use very little resources and strength, so his body will start to rot like a normal corpse, and lose emotion. . ”

The eyes of the tomb were the first time Zhang Huan saw that it was bright. Looking at his own eyes was like a fanatic in a sculptor who saw an uncut jade.

"But you are different. I will use the best materials and resources for you, like good 棺椁, and the source of the king.

Su Rui’s own human heart is immortal, and there are very few sources of use for the king when he recasts. The useless emotions will naturally erode his body, and because of this, his power is not much. enhance. ”

It turned out that Su Rui is only a test piece of the high **** tomb of the tomb, but it seems to have failed. One is because the resources invested by Su Rui are not enough, and the other is that Su Rui is still struggling.

This struggle has caused an accident and is also a poor person.

Zhang Wei looked at the blood of the tomb and had some hair. He asked directly, "It sounds like a temptation, but it has become your embarrassment. You will take my relic in the first place."

Oh, my relics will say straight, and they will bend around. It seems that you have retained a lot of bad character. ”

The tomb blood did not seem to hear the irony in Zhang Huakou. He continued to persuade, "Your body, soul, all remain intact for you. Isn't that enough?"

"But I have no freedom of will, a high-level ambiguity, is it necessary to outline it?"

Seeing Zhang’s resolute attitude, the tomb blood shook his head and said slowly, “You become my jealousy, but it’s a problem sooner or later. Of course, if your soul resists, this work will naturally be embarrassing. There is a critical gap between the perfect artwork I want to make.

This is why I am now advising you and showing you the power of me, but if you are not willing, then I have to treat you as an experiment and make a foundation for the next perfect work. ”

It turns out that everything that the tomb blood is doing now is for Zhang Wei to be willing to become his corpse.

He originally wanted to annex the capital of Ordos, to make the humans rough, and to recast it into a part of his army, but when he saw Zhang Hao again, he had other thoughts.

Zhang Wei is a very special person, and his progress is very fast. He is so surprised that he is finally determined to be the most suitable test subject by the tomb.

"As for the spiritual treasure in your brain, if it is absorbed by you, then forget it. If it has not been completely absorbed by you, I will take it out and use other resources to supplement your loss."

When he heard the tomb blood, Zhang Wei was even more disdainful. He had already seen the true purpose of the tomb blood.

"Let you say that the sky is falling, I advise you to die this heart."

The words are said to be crowned, I think about it everywhere, and so on, it is your corpse, that is your strength, of course you will not let your own power loss, it is a joke! ”

Hey!

At this moment, Ha Chimu suddenly opened the spiritual space of the king, and freed up his hand to help the team of evolutionists who had begun to collapse.

As soon as the Tomahawk phantom fell, the power of the third-order powerhouse broke out instantly. It was a full blow of Hachimu, directly locking in five epoch-agent merchants who fought with human evolutionists and thoroughly crushed them into meat.

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The king looked at the tomb blood with apologetic apology and quickly released a new spiritual space to bind Hachimu. However, with Hajimu’s current vigor and vigor, the time to stop him this time will be greatly reduced.

This is also a major disadvantage brought about by the king's abandonment of the ontology. His close combat capability is extremely weak, especially now that he has not fully integrated into Su Liang's body. The means of attack are limited to spiritual strength and relatively simple.

And his mental strength, although it can affect, but the effect is not very significant.

Hajimu’s anger and warfare are the source of his strength.

The current Hachimu, who has been tied to the spiritual world of the king, has been annoyed.

“It’s really waste!”

The tomb of the tomb squinted at the king who was in control of the spiritual space. His negligence left the two old and new spiritual spaces alternately not handled, causing Ha Chimu to release his hegemonic third-order attack into another battle. The one-sided situation was completely pulled back.

The loss of the five epoch-agent merchants not only gave the oppressed team that was tightly oppressed a chance to breathe, but the vacant people quickly helped others.

The number of human evolutionists here has dominated, and now the hachimu is mixed, and the balance of victory has slowly tilted toward humanity.

"How to say, it is not me who lost now.

Even if I am weaker, I can't fight you, but my comrades will give you strength and lose, it will be you, the tomb. ”

The tomb blood swept a distant battle, and it was indeed wrong. The remaining thirteen empire agents had been forced to defensively, and the prince was quickly attacked by Haqimu.

"That, don't play."

Muttered to say this sentence, Zhang Yan's tomb blood illusion suddenly flashed a real light, the blood lines on his face began to flow a lot.

At the same time, when the second-order corpse with the tomb of the tomb was attacking on the side, the texture on the face began to change the same.

Zhang Wei discovered that the spiritual pressure that had originally suppressed himself disappeared instantly, and he immediately slammed the mental attack back.

But when his mental attack hit the illusion of the tomb blood, he was directly blocked out!

What is he going to do!

It is like a kind of enchanting ritual that will begin to be normal.

Although he did not know what the tomb was doing, his instincts told him that he must interrupt this strange ceremony.

But no matter how Zhang Jian used mental attack or illusion or use blood vine lotus, it did not cause any damage to the tomb blood!

Unable to interrupt!

However, the blood on the face of the tomb and the Corps of the Corps surging more quickly, falling down from the neck, following a certain trajectory, flowing to their bodies, seems to be painting.

Looking at the tomb in front of the eyes and the horror of the corpse in the distance, Zhang Wei’s feeling of tremor in the absolute crisis began to appear.

Every time this feeling comes up, there will be danger of facing a dead!

At this time, all the Corps Corps continued to attack the Red Flame wolf, but there was no **** in the eyes, and there was a word in the mouth, but I could not understand what was being said.

The whole sky was darkened with the action of the tomb blood. I don’t know where the dark clouds came from, the black pressure, and suppressed everyone present.

The tomb blood slowly stretched out his hands, looked up at the sky, and began to read aloud in a strange way, just like the Lama of the Western Region read the scriptures, the voice was extremely sharp.

"The soul is coming back."

The people were horrified to find that at this time, they could understand the voices of the corpses.

The mechanical repetition of these corpses is the four words of my soul. Unlike the tomb blood, their voices are very low.

"The soul is coming back."

"I am one soul!"

The tomb blood sharply read a sentence, his corpse was followed by a deep sentence.

"The soul is coming back."

"I am one soul!"

"The soul is coming back."

"I am one soul!"

The dark clouds over the heads of the people were getting lower and lower, and the voices of the Corps and the Tomb of the Corps were sharp and low, as if they were talking.

One more than a rush, one more than a scream!

Finally, I was quiet.

The tomb blood lowered his head and faced everyone, slowly opening his eyes.

There is no pupil in his pair of dice! No white eyes!

Full of all

Yinhong's blood!

At the last moment, the sound in his mouth suddenly rose a tune!

"The soul is coming back!"

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