Martial Inverse

Nanjie Ling wanted to cry but had no tears. Since the day he became conscious, he had never been so embarrassed. He was being chased away, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

What's even more hateful is that Feng Hao was obviously teasing it. He could have directly injured it, but stopped at every critical moment.

Nan Jieling wanted to run, but his speed was not as fast as Feng Hao.

Want to resist, but the strength is not Feng Hao's opponent, it is very painful and painful.

Of course, the premise is that it has eggs.

"In the end what you want?"

The Southern World Spirit was blocked by Feng Hao again, it completely collapsed, and the transformed pair of hands hugged their heads, looking extremely painful.

Feng Hao smiled lightly and said, "Thinking about it again, this emperor will not control you, just to make you feel at ease."

The Southern World Spirit is not stupid, of course he knows what Feng Hao means, and it is nothing more than for its creator, the "Heart of the World".

But everyone wants this thing, and even it cannot avoid being tempted, and is willing to take risks.

After working hard for so long, it has no choice but to make a wedding dress for Feng Hao.

"Stop wishful thinking!"

The Southern World Spirit is still saying that, this is its bottom line, and it must not be easily pleased.

However, after his words fell, Feng Hao's expression immediately darkened, and he said coldly: "The emperor will destroy your soul orb, it must be the source of your strength, without it, I'm afraid you Nothing can be done..."

Feng Hao weighed the soul orb in his palm, and stared at the Nanjie Spirit who was in a tangled state with stern eyes.

He was not in a hurry, and felt that the Southern World Spirit would make a decision that satisfied him.

Without compromise, the spirits of the southern world will always be like this. Even if they lose their soul orbs, their divine soul will gradually dissipate, and finally turn into an unconscious ancient remnant soul.

But if you choose to compromise, there is still a glimmer of life. You can also get in touch with the heart of the world, and you may even get a great opportunity.

It is easy to tell which is more important.

The only thing that the Southern World Spirit can't accept is probably obeying the orders of others...

"Are you threatening the deity?"

The spirit of the southern realm turned into a huge skull,

The red flames in the bird's nest danced, showing strong hatred.

"You can think so."

Feng Hao shrugged his shoulders and did not deny this point. They were all fighting each other, so what was the threat?

"..."

The Southern World Spirit was speechless again, it had already made another choice, but... how much it hoped that Feng Hao could subdue it a little bit and save it some face.

But Feng Hao doesn't understand style at all.

Underneath, there were so many ordinary people watching, if they just handed over their souls so obediently, where would the majesty of the Southern World Spirit go?

"There is no room for negotiation?"

Southern World Spirit said in a low voice.

Feng Hao shook his head with an expression of being convinced by the Southern World Spirit: "Absolutely not!"

"Ha ha!"

Nan Jieling laughed twice, then fixed his eyes on Feng Hao, and said sternly: "Okay, as expected of a person at the level of a world master, he will never be moved and never forget his original intention. This deity will hand over his soul... "

As soon as the words fell, a drop of blood essence condensed into a drop and flew towards Feng Hao.

no manners...

"..."

This time it was Feng Hao's turn to be speechless. He thought that the Southern World Spirit would remain in a stalemate for a while, or they would pretend to be powerful a few times with righteous words, but who knew they would compromise so quickly.

What about good morals?

Feng Hao felt the pure and huge energy fluctuations in the drop of blood that flew over. There is no doubt that the Southern World Spirit is full of sincerity.

The drop of blood essence was directly fused into the center of the eyebrows, wrapped in spiritual thoughts, and after careful confirmation, Feng Hao merged directly.

Then...some information about the Southern World Spirit came to mind directly, and...invisibly, there was a feeling that he could control the life and death of the Southern World Spirit at will.

"Now, can you put down the stick in your hand?"

The spirit of the southern realm turned into a human form, with a look of grievance on his face.

"certainly!"

Feng Hao threw the golden cudgel at Sun Wukong, smiled at the Nanjieling who looked like an angry daughter-in-law, and comforted him: "What's wrong with following this emperor? Later, the other four spirits will come to accompany you... "

Nan Jieling's body trembled, and he stared at Feng Hao dumbfounded, unable to speak for a long time.

It was trembling in its heart at this moment, what kind of wicked thing did their five world spirits do to attract such a terrible guy.

It is simply a demon.

What is it called? Stealing the chicken is not enough to lose the rice?

"Can I go back on my word and take back that brilliant strand?" The Southern World Spirit suddenly regretted it again, it thought Feng Hao was a lunatic.

The other four world spirits are not it, their cultivation base is terrifying against the sky, and they are the masters of the prehistoric era.

What's more, many powerful prehistoric beasts have fallen now, without powerful offspring, and they are even more invincible world spirits walking sideways in the world.

Although Feng Hao is powerful, but looking for trouble with the other four spirits is almost like pulling his ass to seek death.

It didn't want to follow Feng Hao to meet Hades shortly after handing over the essence.

Feng Hao looked at Nanjieling with a smile, and said, "What do you think?"

"Then pretend I didn't ask..."

The Southern World Spirit accepted his fate.

Thinking that it was originally a chess piece on the chessboard, and suddenly became a chess player, holding its life and death in his hands, Nan Jieling felt very uncomfortable.

"You must know how to be content. Compared with turning into a wisp of unconscious remnant soul, there is nothing wrong with following this emperor."

Feng Hao is almost regarded as the master of the Southern World Spirit now, its emotions and thoughts are clearly in Feng Hao's mind, without any secrets at all.

The spirit of the southern world murmured a few words, then stopped talking.

Anyway, this is the end of the matter, and there is no turning back.

"Can you return the soul orb to me?"

The Southern Realm Spirit looked at Feng Hao resentfully, a large part of his compromise was because of the soul orb, well, it was his lifeblood, and with the soul orb, his consciousness is truly immortal.

"Well~"

Feng Hao threw the soul orb to Nanjieling, anyway, it is useless for him to keep it, and the right way is to make the best use of it.

Anyway, the Southern World Spirit is already his.

The stronger the Southern World Spirit, the better for him.

Nan Jieling took the soul orb, a familiar feeling spread all over his body, and Nan Jieling sighed comfortably.

Then he swallowed it without hesitation, and began to fuse with the soul bead. In an instant, a transparent film light curtain wrapped it, and a powerful breath began to brew.

At the same time, Sun Wukong, who had received the golden cudgel, rushed over with somersaults on his feet. After glancing at the Southern World Spirit, he said to Feng Hao, "Has this Southern World Spirit been subdued?"

Feng Hao nodded and said: "As long as you are not stupid, you will agree."

The corner of Sun Wukong's mouth twitched slightly, and said: "If it were my grandson, I would definitely not agree. Could it be... my grandson is stupid?"

Feng Hao rolled his eyes at Sun Wukong, and said: "It's the first time I've seen you, a strong man who would say he's stupid... You don't agree because there is still a way out, but Nanjieling is different, he doesn't agree, really There is no way out…”

Monkey King scratched his head, wondering: "Then how do you know it has no way out?"

"Guess!"

Feng Hao said seriously.

"Ha ha……"

My old grandson believed in your evil!