Indestructible Primordial Spirit

When Haiti Kong and others replied to Haiti's pulse, the situation in Haiti's pulse had completely stabilized.

The mid-level powerhouses of the three golden bodies are enough to destroy the demons.

However, because of Haiti ’s pursuit of a puppet, none of the dream emperor, the stars of the river, and the sky of the cloud did not give up their hands. Hundreds of liquid spirits were trapped in the energy hood of the dream emperor and the cloud and sky. Among them, 30% are repaired in the split period, and 70% are repaired in the crystal soul period.

Glancing at the tribal land, receiving those looking up, chewing the indignation and pain of the empathy, let Haiti empty tears.

Misty eyes fell on the liquid spirits that jumped up and down in the energy hood, Haiti dangled all over, his hands loose and tight, showing his indecision.

Stars changed and others looked at Haiti Kong mercilessly, but did not know what to say.

Basically everyone knows what Haiti is thinking.

In this group of fluid spirits, everyone is originally a backbone of Haiti. Everyone can pull out a group of close relatives in Haiti's veins. Everyone is involved in the hearts of all Haitian members.

But now, these people's souls have been eroded. From a rational point of view, they have all died. Now all these bouncers are only the physical body controlled by the liquid spirit. From this perspective, they should be killed and removed forever. future trouble.

But looking at these familiar faces, which Haitian can get it?

"Father, save Arrow ..."

"Old man, what's wrong with my mother?"

"Old ancestor ..."

The successive shouts made Haiti Kong very painful.

He didn't know how to answer the clan. Does he want to say that he can't help it? Is he thinking about killing these liquid spirits?

However, in the minds of the members of the **** family, these liquid spirits are relatives.

Haiti looked up to the sky weakly, but their hearts were asking God, what wrong had they done in Haiti's vein, and they had to experience such a disaster.

Thousands of people, less than 3,000 people ...

"Haiti air ... what now?"

Although it is not very good to urge Haiti air at this time, the dream emperor and the sky of the sky trapped so many people in this pure energy method, but the consumption was still very large, which is why two people came together.

Haitian hollow head battles: "Dream Master, can you give me a guide?"

"This ..." Dream Emperor frowned, although in his opinion, there was only one way to go in this situation, and that was to kill all the liquid spirits, but he couldn't say a word.

Just when everyone was deadlocked because of this problem, a strange scene happened.

The fluid maggots in the energy hood originally scrambled like a mad dog, but suddenly they were as quiet as they had been fixed.

Then, like the collective epilepsy of sheep epilepsy, these fluid spirits twitched violently.

And just before the people had fully returned to God, these fluid spirits were as if they had lost power, and a violent purple gas wafted on their bodies, and they all fell to the ground.

Suddenly Wan Man was silent.

Immediately, a mountain-like tsunami-like question broke out, and the crying father yelled like a mother.

"Old man, what's wrong?"

"mother……"

"All quiet!" Hai Dikong suddenly sang and sang loudly, and then after the energy shield was removed, a flashed to the liquid spirits who fell to the ground, his face became more gloomy.

No luck happened, none of these gimmicks who had eroded their souls were spared.

"What's going on?" Xingchen looked at Lu Shijie in disbelief. Lu Mingjie was the one who had the most dealings with his grandfather here.

Lu Shijie shook his head: "I don't know ... Maybe, my father killed his grandfather?"

Everyone heard the words, and their spirits were boosted, and they took it for granted.

Push time a little bit, just a little ...

In the cloudless air of the Yannan Empire, a De Nougen who was covered with purple and black energy armor and had purple light wings stretched on his back was being chased by a huge chaotic giant tiger.

Among the giant tigers of chaos, however, is a black man in a ragged suit who still looks good.

Such a combination is, of course, a battle group between Lu and Lu.

At this time, it was also time to cut off two ribs, lose the fighting spirit, and plan to escape.

Puppets escaped quickly and fled under the circumstances that Lu did not abandon and some puppets.

If it wasn't for the fierce burning and shouting to remind Lu Buqi, Lu Buqi even forgot to chase, thinking about the integration of Tai Chi and the immortal golden body in his mind.

"Renzi, what are you stupidly doing, chase him and kill him, and take revenge on your daughter-in-law!"

Lu did not abandon this to come out of that state of comprehension, and at the same time, the intense hatred and depressed anger returned suddenly like a tide.

At this time, Lu did not abandon, naturally he would not let go of it, cast a streamer with the momentum of thunder, and quickly pursued away.

Before Lu Buqi broke through, Lu Bujia's speed was actually not much slower than that of Luan. After he broke through, this speed was improved a lot, and he easily compared to Luan.

It can be said that the streamer passed by, and Lu Buqian has already reached the front of Lu in an instant.

Then the jade soul morphed into a fire ape and swept his long arm, which was a flame that spread for half a sky.

However, he resisted three or two styles, and the cricket's long silver hair and purple awns were burned.

"Go crazy, we can talk!"

I found that I might not even have a chance to escape, and I could only find another life in my anxiety.

"What is there to talk about with someone like you?" Lu Buqi replied, but didn't relax at all, and continued to bombard him.

Jiuyang Zushen Jade's ability to restrain Jiutian Zushen Liquid is backed by a strong energy support, which has an immediate taste.

Lu did not give up believing that he could completely kill puppets in no more than 20 strokes.

"You have no advantage in killing me." Wu screamed. "You will let me go. I can treat you as the master and fight for you and respect you as God!"

Lu Buqi sneered: "I'm not interested."

The offensive was even more fierce, and he fought in Cangjie, his feet were smashed by the fist of a fire ape.

"Then ... I can send you all the wealth left by the entire temple and the grandfather's ancestors!" Grandma is like a drowning man who wants to grab the straw that may be around him for help.

"I'm interested in this ..."

Lu never thought that he would have to pay a lot of debt.

I was overjoyed and relaxed slightly: "I can give it to you, all to you ..."

But Lu did not give up at this moment, suddenly a stronger energy burst out. The gold and silver two-colored Taiji figure appeared again, and the avatar from the cocoon broke again to pick out the world's brightest swordman.

"Oh no……"

I exhausted all my power to resist, but he failed to die like Lu Buqi, who feared death.

The huge head was cut off, and then the cricket's body was completely blasted apart, and countless liquid nine-day ancestral **** fluid was scattered.

Lu did not give up the energy surge, and tossed out this imaginary energy.

These are not true Jiutian ancestral **** fluids, these are only the "physical body" of the ancestral ancestors. No, these liquids quickly become gaseous and then become nothingness after being diverted.

"there!"

When he saw a group of gaze liquids still distorting the human shape, Lie Fen and Lu Buqi thought moved at the same time. Lu Buqi's mouth slightly tilted and he took it.

That is, at this moment, all the liquid spirits in the entire world suddenly lost their support and became rapidly stiff corpses.

This is the scene that Haiti Kong and others saw.

From a certain perspective, Lu Fuqiang helped Haiti Air make the most difficult decision.

Putting away the highest level of Jiutian Zushen Liquid, he looked around the ruined earth, and Lu could not help but spit out a sigh of breath: "This is ... over?"

Lie Xiao laughed and said, "Yes, it's over!"

Lu Buqi sighed lightly, rubbed his face, grinned and stretched his arms.

The breeze blew, and Lu never gave up, breathing slowly and laughing.