Sovereign to Immortality

Whether it is Ouyang Palin or Black Devil, Yang Junshan understands that under his supernatural powers, no one can survive. .

Of course, there is only one source of the black scorpion demon in Ouyang Palin's body. Yang Junshan can only completely annihilate this sacred source, and will not hurt the black sorcerer deity. However, it is what he has lost for hundreds of years. This is not a problem for the sorcerer who does not know how many years have existed in the stars.

However, Yang Junshan’s brow was slightly wrinkled at the moment, and everything that happened in front of him seemed to make him still somewhat unsatisfied.

"From the means derived from the congenital qi, this kind of supernatural power, the peeling of its flesh and blood is only the application of the initial level. The effect that you really want to achieve should be the separation of the soul!"

"There is no doubt that this time the magical experiment has obviously failed!"

"Of course, this is also because some of the objects targeted by this time are not appropriate. Ouyang Palin's body is full of two consciousnesses in the body. It is not easy to peel off a soul from the body, let alone Two entangled souls."

"Another reason to think of it is because the black scorpion demon, although it is only a part of the consciousness instinct carried by the source of the road, but in the end is also from the existence of a peak of the road, the innate mixed spirit can not be stripped from the body It is also excusable!"

"However, this also shows that his understanding of congenital mixed energy is still not deep enough. This chaotic supernatural power still has great potential for exploration."

Under the current scene, Yang Junshan still has a leisurely mood to divulge his own thinking, but this also shows that Yang Junshan has already won the prize at this time, until a big bang from the mouth of Ouyang Palin, Regained his attention to the past.

"Shake the tongue, it turned out to be a five-legged artifact to shake the tongue, Pu Yuan, I know it is you!"

This sound from the mouth of Ouyang Pelin is indeed a black demon.

Yang Junshan heard a lot of sorrow, and then reacted to the black scorpion demon said that it should be just a big drink!

At the thought of this, Yang Junshan's gaze immediately turned to the slippery and long tongue. At this time, I remembered that the sound of the big drink was similar to the voice of Pu Yuan Tian Zun!

I never thought that Pu Yuan Tian Zun was far away from the domain, but there are still other means to interfere here.

Difficult to say that Puyuan Tianzun not only has the means to interfere here, but also the supernatural powers that can be monitored here at any time?

Otherwise, how could the previous shocking drink come out like this?

At the thought of this, Yang Junshan was not grateful for the previous "help" of Pu Yuan Tian Zun, but it was only full of taboos.

Shaking the tongue, this slippery tongue is called a drum tongue?

Yang Junshan sounded a bit strange, and this strange magic weapon has never been heard before.

At this time, under the erosion of congenital mixed vitality, Ouyang Palin's body was not only flesh and blood, but even the bones and internal organs began to fall loosely. The whole person suddenly fell down, but the only one was still a hoe. Hanging in the air, there is only one beating flame in the middle, and an indifferent black mans.

The weak black mangger seems to be hard to stick to. He just flew out from the only remaining hoe, and he smiled completely under the purple air erosion in all directions. There was not even a scream in the black mans. .

At this time, the purple gas from all around, but suddenly like what signal, generally rushed to the gimmick hanging in the middle of the air, annihilating the only black flame inside.

At this time, the voice of the black sorcerer reverence came out again: "Teacher, dream 魇zhu, help me!"

As soon as the voice fell, the black flame seemed to have realized that it would remain in the same place. It must not be spared under the innate temperament of Yang Junshan. If you want to keep this source, you can only choose to break through, so you can wait for it. The black rain demon responded, and the black flame had already taken the first step out of the hoe, staring at the erosion of the surrounding purple gas, trying to fly out.

Yang Junshan realized that the black scorpion demon wanted to escape when the black scorpion screamed out loudly. However, the response of the black sorcerer's sacred sacred source clearly exceeded his expectations, so that it was short. In a short moment, he did not have time to respond in time, and only subconsciously mobilized more innate mixed elements to erode this source.

Despite the constant shrinking of this beating flame, it seems that the next moment will be completely extinguished. However, at this time, it has already reached the edge of the purple smoke, and as long as someone meets it, it can be separated from Yang Junshan’s control. , completely escape.

At this time, in the face of Yang Junshan's three avatars, the siege of the three corpses incarcerated the black rain magic deity, but not as the black sorcerer deserved to think, the dream 魇zhu sacrifice to get rid of their own brothers, but instead A glimpse of a shot and jumped out of the battle group, and the first one did not return, a smog escaped!

"Dream beaded about the younger brother, can I marry the second incarnation of the three corpses, so I will not return it to my brothers. The brothers and sisters will only lose a share of the source. It will take more time to replenish it. Heavy, I don’t think the brothers are accounting."

The black rain demon said, but the person has already fled to the horizon, the three corpses are not able to catch up, but his voice is still echoing in the same place: "The brothers are relieved, waiting for the younger brother, I am dreaming, but the second The three avatars will naturally help the brothers to recover their faces from this person!"

Yu Yinhao, but the black scorpion Tianzun can no longer hear.

Just as the black rain magic devoured the moment when the dream 魇 遁 遁 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Eventually extinguished.

The origin of this black and white demon statue has not been able to escape from the hands of Yang Junshan.

At this time, Yang Junshan's gaze returned to the top of the drum.

Stretching a hand, this slippery tongue came to Yang Junshan's front, and still swayed up and down flexibly, shaking quickly around, it looked like a tongue when talking.

At the base of the tongue, a small, empty portal that only protrudes from the tongue is formed, and no one knows where the other end of the portal leads. Even Yang Junshan has just tried. Exploring the void portal at the root of this tongue, but in the end it was nothing.

"Deity," Yang Lan did not know when he came to Yang Junshan's back, his eyes glanced at the drums, Shen Sheng said: "I have seen a very magic weapon in Yu Gongzi before, with this tongue in general, both It is the grade of the top product, called the blinking needle. And Yu Gongzi and this Ouyang Palin are together in the ancient fairy cave house, and then enter the Fengtian world..."

Yang Lan said that he would no longer speak. Yang Junshan looked back at him and nodded slightly, indicating that he had understood his meaning.