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Chapter 2561

"No!"

The Eight Spider Poison Emperor looked at the black poisonous smoke on his body, which was constantly dissipating, and his heart was immediately in a state of madness. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he struggled, it would have no effect!

Poisonous gas in the body!

He was constantly stripped out. The Eight Spider Poison Emperor had never thought of such a situation, nor did he know what was happening to Ling Tian.

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

"Damn it!"

The Eight Spider Poison Emperor's eyes were gloomy. Facing Ling Tian's powerful suction force, the Eight Spider Poison Emperor wanted to break his legs and survive, but the more this happened, the less he could succeed. Even at this moment, the Eight Spider Poison Emperor could clearly feel that his and his power were slowly being stripped away.

Such situations.

Never before.

"hateful!"

The Eight Spider Poison Emperor is not an ordinary monster, but a Poison Emperor. How can he accept his fate in such a desperate situation? The Eight Spider Poison Emperor growled: "The Nine Dragons are broken, you actually want to absorb the poison source of this emperor."

"However, how can I let you get it so easily?"

"Today, you can die together at worst!"

The Eight Spider Poison Emperor's eyes fell on the beast source. This was the worst plan made by Yunju Beast Emperor. If no one discovered Ling Tian, ​​then the beast source could nourish Ling Tian and wait until Ling Tian wakes up.

The source of beast!

It's the best gift.

But, if Ling Tian is discovered, once someone wants to hurt Ling Tian rashly, the ending will be-

die!

The beast source explosion, and even Ling Tian would die together. This is to send Ling Tian on his own, and it is also a respect for Ling Tian. The body of a king cannot be trampled on by others, but now this has become the means of the Eight Spider Poison Emperor.

The black of the Eight Spider Poison Emperor is constantly weakening. Once the poison source dissipates, it will be his death date.

"snort!"

The Eight Spider Poison Emperor hummed: "Even if I die, I will take you to cull it."

The Eight Spider Poison Emperor had a thought, twisted his body with difficulty, and used his small forehead to hit the beast source!

Buzzing!

The beast source trembles!

The Eight Spider Poison Emperor laughed wildly: "Don't die!"

"Everyone dies together!"

Soon, the Eight Spider Poison Emperor realized something was wrong. At this time, the beast source that was originally tyrannical and was about to explode became quiet?

"this......"

The Eight Spider Poison Emperor widened his eyes: "How is that possible?"

Shocked!

The heart surges.

The Eight Spider Poison Emperor's shocked eyes saw that the surface of the beast source was shrouded by a layer of golden Taoist rhyme, completely blocking the possibility of the beast source self-destruction. In this scene, the Eight Spider Poison Emperor's heart was ashamed.

"impossible!"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

The Eight Spider Poison Emperor couldn't believe it. Every chance has become a laughing stock again and again?

Why?

Could it be that there is a master in secret to help Ling Tian?

Before the Eight Spider Poison Emperor could think too much, a solid black ball on Ling Tian’s chest was spinning wildly. As the black ball rotated, the powerful suction force became more and more terrifying. At this time, the Eight Spider Poison Emperor could only watch the source of poison he had worked hard to manage.

Become a thing of the sky!

hateful!

Very annoying!

However, he had no choice. Just when the Eight Spider Poison Emperor was angry, Ling Tian's body in front of him slowly took off, and the connection between him and Ling Tian had not weakened.

Instead, it is becoming stronger and stronger!

The origin of the Poison Emperor!

Completely disconnected.

now.

The soul of the Eight Spider Poison Emperor is slowly disappearing, but as the soul disappears, a fragment of memory appears in the depths of the Eight Spider Poison Emperor's mind, a small piece of memory that has never been seen before.
Chapter completed!
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