I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 428 428. Miss Evil Dragon’s true love costume

Emperor Si stared at the body of the believer, and the dragon's tail behind the star skirt subconsciously swayed left and right.

One thing occurred to her.

Regarding the soul, there is a law called [self-embodiment] - the image of the soul comes from self-perception, that is, when you think you look like this, then your soul is like this, and this is the self of the soul image. Embodied.

If it is a life such as a baby or even a fetus that cannot yet form self-awareness, its soul is often just a ball of light.

For this reason, there are many people in this world whose souls and physical bodies are actually different in appearance. For example, if a mentally ill patient thinks he is a pig and looks in the mirror and feels that he is a pig, then his soul may very well be a pig. It's really just a pig.

As for the believer, Emperor Si glanced up and down Xia Feng's body.

Believers are also somewhat narcissistic.

All aspects of the soul state are one centimeter longer.

"Lord Dragon God, what are you looking at?" Xia Feng felt that Miss Evil Dragon's eyes were not very friendly.

Di Si pursed her lips and shook her head: "It's nothing, I just found that your body is a little shorter than your soul."

Xia Feng's eyes twitched slightly. Looking at this tall woman who was 1.9 meters tall, he decided that in the future, Miss Mu would have to learn a lengthening spirit garment!

"Master, what Miss Evil Dragon means is that your self-recognition is unclear and she is mocking you." Yuehongli said quietly with a dull hair on his head pointing out the light of wisdom, analyzing the other party's subtext for the master.

".!" Xia Feng patted her little head, "Shut up."

"Miss Evil Dragon?" Di Si frowned slightly and narrowed her cold vertical eyes as she stared at the believer in front of her.

She was too lazy to argue with the woman in the red dress about the disrespectful tone, but a slave could call her 'Miss Evil Dragon' so naturally. Obviously, believers probably also called her the same way on weekdays! !

Xia Feng's scalp tightened, and the Yue Hongli next to him tilted his head, the intelligent hair on his head jumped, and his red lips slightly opened as if he wanted to continue to say something terrible.

"You idiot, come back." Following the master's cold command, she turned into a stream of light and sank into the back of his hand, and was silenced.

"My believer, it seems that you are even more disrespectful and have no piety than I imagined!"

Seeing the serious look on the woman in the star skirt, Xia Feng secretly rolled his eyes.

Miss Evil Dragon, you have been kissed all over your mouth by me, and now you realize how impious I am.

However, Xia Feng knew that Miss Evil Dragon liked to pretend, and she was still very scary when she was angry, so he took the initiative to admit his mistake and pointed outside with a smile:

"Lord Dragon God, I am guilty, but if you want to bully your loyal followers, you should wait until there is no one around."

"." Di Si retracted her wagging tail to the bottom of her skirt, pursed her lips and said nothing, who said she wanted to bully you!

Bad believer.

She tilted her head and looked to the outside world.

Through the surface of the sculpture, one can see the prostrate and kneeling Og tribe in the outside world. At this time, they all raised their heads with their eyes filled with uncertainty.

When Xia Feng came out just now, he noticed the changes in expressions and conversations among the guys outside.

Obviously, because the terrifying aura of the Dragon God clone was leaked when the seal was broken, even the blockade of the Evil Golem couldn't stop it, which led to this group of stupid Evil people misunderstanding something.

I thought the evil spirit had revived

At the same time, Yue Hongli also told him the important information about the previous conversation between King Pu Xiu and Spider Man.

The target of that spider man was actually the A-level spiritual paper, the Blood Spirit Throne.

Xia Feng didn't expect that even though he had come to the evil world, he could help Miss Mu.

Now Miss Mu's true body is following the Holy Ministry in the bloody sea disaster, trying to secretly learn the A-level spiritual paper.

But if the projection of the Holy King of Universal Cultivators is allowed to come to the past, I am afraid that not only will he not be able to learn the A-level spiritual clothes, but he may also encounter a life-or-death crisis.

The so-called projection, also called divine projection, is a type of spiritual clone. Compared with ordinary spiritual clones, projection can retain more of the original strength.

Since the Pursuing Holy King has not yet ascended to the divine level, if you want to use projection, you need to use external force, such as this evil demon statue.

Everyone in the outside world waited for a long time with stiff necks, but found that the Era Golem showed no reaction, and they all couldn't help but wonder if it was their own imagination.

But something is wrong after so many people are under the same delusion.

The seven blood pupils of the Pursuing Holy King narrowed slightly, and he stepped forward slowly. The blood pupils in the center of his face rotated clockwise, and the runes on the surface of the evil demon began to rotate accordingly.

Regardless of whether the evil spirit has revived or not, just go inside and take a look.

Anyway, if you want to project the disaster to the Blood Sea, you need to enter the inside of the Era Golem first.

After a while, a dark barrier door opened. He pondered for a moment and stepped in.

Let me see who is pretending to be a ghost.

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Two flowers bloom, one on each side.

A sea of ​​blood disaster, a cliff island.

The so-called cliff island is an island composed of thousands of tall cliffs pierced deep into the sea of ​​blood, like densely packed toothpicks stuck in a bowl filled with blood.

Mu Qingtong followed more than twenty members of the Holy Ministry who were scattered on the cliffs with high pillars. The white-robed Lie Xie Suikong marked the symbol of the Holy Ministry.

In front of everyone, under the thunder and lightning in the dark sky, there was a huge blood-colored vortex. In the vortex, there was a gray-robed man sitting in the air.

The gray-robed man is surrounded by countless tadpole-like golden patterns, which are densely packed and flowing, like stars all over the sky, rising and falling in the violent thunder and rapid vortex.

These golden patterns are the manifestation of the spiritual structure of the A-grade spiritual paper Blood Spirit Throne.

In the inconspicuous corner of the Saint Department team not far away, Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked around.

Unfortunately, the gray-robed man has been studying here for several years. Now that his cultivation is about to succeed, many of the learned spirit substructures have been put back into the spirit paper, and not much is visible outside.

The gray-robed man looked a little strange, with no flesh around his eyes, only pale cheekbones, and sharp teeth like sharks.

"You lackeys of the empire, grandpa, I suggest you run for your lives."

He casually glanced at the people from the Holy Department who were preparing to attack the vortex barrier, and his lips curled up strangely, with a strange tone:

"Otherwise, when the evil god comes later, you idiots won't be able to run away even if you want to."

The people from the Holy Department ignored him. The captain of the seventh team looked at Mu Qingtong and said in a deep voice: "Secretary Mu, did you see anything?"

Mu Qingtong looked up at the thunder roaring in the sky. These thunders were illusions. Her beautiful eyes flashed with golden light, and her eyes were calm. "It's a projection formation. He is waiting for the arrival of a certain existence. Since he needs to use the 'projection formation', it means that this existence is not a god."

Hearing this, the three captains of the True Martial Realm looked at each other and decided to give it a try. They waved their hands and signaled: "Go."

The faces of the people from the Holy Department were solemn, and they dispersed, unfolded their spirit clothes and began to attack the seal.

The gray-robed man naturally expected that someone in the Holy Department would be able to see through the illusion he set up, but he was still a little unhappy.

He raised his eyes to the beautiful woman with a weak breath at the back, his eyes slightly cold.

"Tsk, a first-level spiritual master dares to come and die, little beauty, I will start with you later."

But before that, he must first learn the Blood Spirit Throne.

According to his estimation, within ten seconds, the Saint King Pu Xiu will come! Kill these stupid imperial lackeys to death!

When he thought of this, the corners of his lips curled up crazily, and he laughed excitedly and weirdly.