it’s over
Everything will be reduced to ashes in the blood fire …
But at this moment, a sudden white light rushed out of the blood fire, waiting for the original sacred and solemn shrine of the Star Palace to return to the palm-sized shape, and the surface was covered with cracks and anxious traces emerged. There was a semi-transparent villain sitting in the open door.
Qin Changfeng stared at him and saw that he had four wings. It was just the weather.
This is his soul!
"Want the soul to escape and make a comeback?"
Qin Changfeng wears a yellow mask, and three hell illusions fly out instantly, enveloping the villain together with the broken palace, and screaming immediately … Before reaching a certain level, how much is the basic spirit? Once the soul loses its physical shelter and is directly exposed, it will become weaker than it is!
Waiting for the soul to be instantly hit by a huge trauma, Qin Changfeng is on the verge of collapse in the current period, and his mask skill is even more yellow, condensing his will into a spiritual body, flying out of the sea of knowledge and pouncing on it, opening his mouth and swallowing it directly!
Qin Changfeng wants nothing but a memory of the weather.
In addition to some magical secrets, he wants to know who is behind the scenes through his memory!
He wants to find out that person, as the saying goes, to come without evil is also a successful pseudo-gentleman, and he will never be returned after being beaten with a sap.
Finally, with the mental body returning to know the sea, it’s really over …
A bloody key appeared in the object, lying there quietly, but it represented that a strong man had fallen.
It’s the shrine that represents the soul of the waiting stars, but it still flew away at the last minute and I don’t know where it fell
It’s a pity that it’s impossible to sayno. After all, every tester will add the best materials he can find when building the soul of life …
But Qin Changfeng unfortunately can also maintain a moment.
After the return of the mental body, the massive memory instantly flooded him into a torrent and rushed into his mind. When his soul trembled, he would fall into a coma …
"Wait and don’t leave!"
"Yan Gong is my magic man, Qingyun Gate junior. Let him go quickly!"
"This devil stole my incense burner, Sister Lu. Give him up quickly, or don’t blame us for not thinking of the same friendship!"
In Lu Xueqi, when Qin Changfeng fell to the ground in a coma, two people were near the magic and immediately descended.
In particular, the magic door and the incense burning valley are vicious in tone and ferocious in face, like monsters who want to swallow people.
Faced with this, she simply said, "Who wants to hurt him and ask me if I want to ask my sword?"
Zheng!
The sword-edge, the drawn god of heaven, sings blue light and chills everyone’s mind.
Along with the monks of Tianyin Temple and the disciples of Qingyun, one of them defended his faults and the other was kind, regardless of his identity. After all, the contribution of dharma heart to the right path far exceeded that of Yan Gong, causing some harm.
……
"Dong … dong … dong … dong …"
It’s like a deep bell echoing in the horizon.
There is a secluded small courtyard at the back of Tianyin Temple in Xumishan Mountain, far away from the temple in front of the mountain, and a Buddhist temple in the courtyard is more secluded.
Qin Changfeng has been lying in a coma in a Zen temple bed for nearly half a year.
The photoperiod memory of a sixth-rank soldier is too complicated, even if Qin Changfeng devours part of it, it is still very difficult to absorb and comb it.
The first time I used this ability, I swallowed the devil king of the bad world.
At that time, he fell for a long time, and the sequelae of hemiplegia, but this time he lost control of his body directly, and his hearing was still there.