Zhang Ning's current situation is very bad. His body is imprisoned, his consciousness is oppressed, he cannot use magic weapons, he cannot communicate with the volute space, and even Heiba ​​is silent.

The monk surnamed Duan increased the pressure of his spiritual consciousness while complacently asking for credit from the Bloody Beauty Demon. It was worry-free to use magic weapons and techniques, but he could not show his excellence and power in front of his beauty.

Male creatures have to constantly demonstrate their strength to ensure the ownership of their territory and mates, whether it is peeing everywhere to mark the territory, showing off their cars and houses and making millions a month, or using methods that look easy but are actually more labor-intensive to defeat their opponents.

The boy in the yellow jade armor had a gray face and looked like a dead man. The monk surnamed Duan breathed a sigh of relief quietly and prepared to continue his efforts to take down. He really didn't expect that this boy's consciousness was so strong. He could crush him with only his powerful consciousness.

The opponent is really overconfident.

Suddenly, Brother Duan felt a numbness, as if his whole soul had been paralyzed. He hurriedly recited incantations and used the most powerful magic weapon... It was useless. His soul was imprisoned in the divine court, and his spiritual consciousness could not communicate with the magic weapon.

, and could not use magic... His soul struggled desperately, trying to break through the shackles. After several times, the barrier that imprisoned the soul actually loosened and shattered, and countless round debris fell down.

Just as Brother Duan was about to continue shaking the barrier, the scattered debris suddenly swarmed up and tightly wrapped his soul. The debris burst and tens of thousands of lice hatched out. As soon as the lice left the egg shell, they pounced on him.

It started sucking on the soul, and after sucking enough, it split into several lice and continued sucking the soul together. In just a few breaths, Brother Duan's soul shrank in size.

Brother Duan was inexplicably frightened, and the fear in his soul made the lice even more excited, and their attack became more ferocious.

Seeing "Duan Lang" getting into trouble, the Xue Yanmo rolled his eyes helplessly.

These changes actually took place less than a cup of tea later. When Zhang Ning's consciousness was extremely compressed and tense, Zhang Ning suddenly felt blessed. It can also be said that the soul of Che Ye, the heir to the soul-eating demon sect with outstanding soul, was in a life-or-death situation.

Under pressure, I suddenly realized a new technique.

Using the soul dew that Zhang Ning had not completely absorbed and transformed as raw material, he created a set of attack methods: first use soul miasma to paralyze the enemy's soul, and then use soul prisoner to imprison it. If the enemy continues to resist, the soul prisoner barrier will be in the opponent's soul power.

Under the shock of the enemy, it will break into countless soul eggs. The soul eggs will hatch and the soul lice will directly suck the opponent's soul. After absorbing the enemy's soul, the soul lice will re-congeal into soul eggs.

Soul Miasma, Soul Prisoners and Soul Eggs are intangible and insubstantial. Theoretically, they can be devoured by the Soul-Eating Demonic Stone and transformed into Soul Dew, which will lead to endless life and prosperity.

Now Zhang Ning has taken the initiative and is determined. After planning to take care of the monk surnamed Duan, the late stage cultivation of the Blood Demon Demon will be within easy reach for him. Such a woman still kills the insurance and cannot tolerate adultery. He is not a cultivator.

The kind of masochist in the literature who has been tricked countless times and still doesn't kill women; as for Leng Mingyu... he can't kill or let go... he casts the Five Forbidden Talisman that blocks sight, hearing, smell, touch and taste, and works as a maid.

I wonder if the spirit beast bag is feasible? It’s just that it’s boring for her consciousness to self-destruct and become such a silly and stupid look...

At this time, monk Duan had lost most of his soul, with a sage-like smile on his face, and his saliva dripped onto the stalactite ground.

Zhang Ning used his magic power to imprison the Blood Demon, took control of the situation, and quietly waited for the soul of the monk surnamed Duan to be swallowed up.

However, the Bloody Demon suddenly jumped up and waved his right palm twice. The heads of Leng Mingyu and "Duan Lang" fell to the ground. Gululu rolled a few times, and the two heads were rolling to one place and placed in a pose.

A relatively speechless expression.

The blood spurting from the necks of the two men was guided by the mysterious power and began to draw strange alien characters.

At first glance, this scene is about accumulating energy to unleash a big move!

Zhang Ning hurriedly called on various magic weapons to stop it. Countless rulers and pens and stationery were shot into the air for free, twisting and twisting the alien writing that was taking shape. However, after the magic weapons flew a few steps away from the writing, it was like

The flying insects turned into crackling sounds and drifting smoke like flying insects on the mosquito-killing light box. The alien writing was protected by a powerful barrier, and Zhang Ning's magic weapons crashed into pieces and were destroyed.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this cross-border possession skin is useless, it's really troublesome." The Bloody Demon shook off his broken right hand, and the white bone stubble and red flesh on the wrist had a strong visual impact.

The Nascent Soul of the monk surnamed Duan rose up from his Dantian in confusion.

This was the first time Zhang Ning saw that the body of the monk Nascent Soul was like a doll-shaped bottle blown out of transparent red glass. It had form but no quality, somewhere between reality and reality.

The Bloody Demon easily grabbed Nascent Soul's thin neck and stuffed it into his mouth. After chewing the jellyfish-like "squeaking" sound for a few times, he swallowed it with a "gulu" sound and said with a smile: "Duan Zhengjing, the owner of Dingxiang Pavilion"

, it’s equally useless on and off the bed!”
Chapter completed!