Demon Sword God

Seeing this scene, Qing Ming frowned slightly. She clearly understood that if the green Daoli didn't work harder to repair Mu Lin's body before all the muscles in his body were necrotic, Mu Lin would really

It's over.

At the moment when Qing Ming was distracted, the golden Thunder God core suddenly emitted golden light in Mu Lin's dantian, and countless golden thunder lights burst out and began to spread towards the meridians around Mu Lin's body.

"Oops, the fusion within the Dao core has begun... We have been delayed for too long." The serious voice suddenly tightened.

"Didn't the fusion start early?" Qing Ming was stunned.

"That's just the external fusion, which combines the ability of the Tao core with the body. The internal fusion is the fusion of the spirit of the Tao core and the soul of the cultivator. The external fusion has not been completely completed... This is troublesome." The serious voice said.

Dare to delay any longer, the black coffin under Mu Lin suddenly emitted a faint black-purple light. Then, the lid of the black coffin under Mu Lin suddenly tilted to the right, opening a gap. Then, a black-purple light emanated from the black coffin.

It flew out and instantly entered Mu Lin's Dantian.

The black-purple light rushed into the brown-black fighting spirit trapped by Qing Ming and began to devour it tyrannically.

The brown-black fighting spirit was wailing and trying to escape, but it was covered by Qing Ming's soul power in all directions, and it had nowhere to go. Finally, after a burst of mourning in the soul, the brown-black fighting spirit was completely swallowed up by the black-purple light and disappeared.

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After the black-purple light swallowed up the brown-black evil fighting spirit, it hurriedly chased the surging Thunder God energy towards Mu Lin's sea of ​​consciousness.

Unfortunately, even though the black and purple light tried its best, it still arrived a step too late. After the black and purple light entered Mu Lin's sea of ​​consciousness, he only saw golden thunder all over the sky and a turbulent sea that was dyed golden.

The white group of light surrounded by mottled green light was like a small boat among the roaring waves under a storm. It kept struggling and was about to be destroyed by the turbulent waves.

The golden thunder light kept hitting the white light group. The light group struggled to resist, but was gradually weakened by the golden thunder light. It was about to dissipate.

"Is this God's will..." The majestic voice was a little lost for a moment, but he soon came to his senses.

"Little girl, the fusion field of soul sacrifice."

"What?!" Qing Ming was stunned for a moment.

In the fusion field, the advanced soul spell of soul sacrifice can use the abilities of other souls to repair damaged souls. Mu Lin's soul has been damaged to a great extent by the explosion of the God of Thunder. The man asked himself to use this spell now to repair it.

Where can I find the soul to use!!!

"All I can do is give him a part of my soul. Whether he can survive this disaster depends on God's will..."

The majestic voice was filled with a sense of sadness for a moment. Qing Ming gritted his teeth. Even if he had many questions, he could only talk about it after Mu Lin was safe.

Qing Ming raised his hands, white eye patterns lit up from the palms of his hands, and a circular magic circle with complex patterns appeared directly under Mu Lin's soul.

In the black-purple light, a small ball of black-purple light flew out, rushed into the turbulent sea of ​​consciousness, crossed the layers of barriers and came to the side of Mu Lin's soul.

Qing Ming's soul power trembled, and the magic circle stretched out two white tentacles to tightly wrap the two souls together. Then, the black and purple soul began to slowly decompose, turning into a black and purple liquid, flowing along the tentacles.

Entering the magic circle and passing through another tentacle, it quietly flows into Mu Lin's soul.

The golden thunder light kept rushing, and Qing Ming's soul power, which was at the attack point of the golden thunder light, was not in good condition. If there were not the black and purple light around him that was constantly resisting the attack, his soul would probably be implicated and annihilated.

The black and purple soul flowed into Mu Lin's soul little by little, and the color of Mu Lin's soul gradually moved from white and green to black and purple.