Urban Elf: My system has automatic path finding

"Haha! Smelly girl, read my memories, do you know my horror? The golden-armored boy smiled proudly.

Mo Han's thoughts were interrupted, and he couldn't help but condense.

"Hundred battles, you are not authentic." Mo Han criticized the education angrily, "In your memories, didn't you still want to find a master with holy resources a thousand years ago? Why now, but want to be the master? You should not forget your original intention, and remember the mission.

"Hmph!" Baizhan snorted coldly, "I have spent a thousand years in the central square of the Mad Sand Sect, and I have seen a lot of the indifference of your ten thousand races to weapons!" Let me ask which of your intelligent races did not love their weapons at the beginning, but once the cultivation is improved, the weapons are not taken advantage of, and they throw them when they say they say, and sell them when they say they sell?

Baizhan was very disappointed and said, "Weapons are just tools for you, and they have no feelings!" If I really recognize the master of a holy capital, I believe I don't have to wait for him to become a saint, and once the master passes the sect level, he will not hesitate to abandon me as a stubborn! How can you, the indifferent and intelligent race, be the masters of my hundred battles?!"

"So, I decided to find a saint-level sword slave!" I want to be his master and control him forever! In this way, I can truly become a saint-level powerful sword!" "The words of a hundred battles, excited and lonely.

Mo Han's heart trembled.

What has the Mad Sand Sect done all these years? The water in your own sect is getting deeper and deeper, but look at what you have forced people into a hundred battles?

"I can understand your feelings, but... Hehe, you have a broken sword with only sect-level strength, but you want to accept a saint-level qualification sword slave, it's simply whimsical, okay? Are you a fool when we are? Mo Han said with a disdainful smile.

"Huh!" Bai Zhan's gaze was cold, "You, a smelly girl of the second grade of Lingshi, are actually qualified to laugh at me?" I'll let you see today whether I'm qualified enough to make you, a saint-level girl, my sword slave!" "

After speaking, the anger of a hundred battles surged up, and a spiritual power shot out, straight towards Mo Zixi's spiritual phantom in the void!

"If you dare to come to my sea of knowledge, you have already lost! I will use this spiritual power of yours to follow the vine and invade your sea of knowledge! And imprint my mark in every spiritual power of yours, as long as you dare to disobey me in the future, I will immediately detonate the mark and kill your soul!" Hundred battles said viciously.

The huge spiritual power, like a steel knife and the sea, quickly cut through Mo Zixi's spiritual phantom and began to implant imprints!

However, after Mo Zixi's spiritual shadow swayed for a while, a smile appeared on his face.

"You're wrong. I said that from the moment you open the sea of knowledge and let me smoothly step into the sea of your knowledge, your little life is already in my hands. The

corners of Mo Zixi's mouth were full of evil.

Then!

Mo Zixi's figure suddenly exuded spiritual power like a tsunami, instantly covering the sky and dispersing the void of the entire sea of knowledge!

The red spiritual mist was like a locust sweeping by, and a large number of spiritual clouds around it were quickly eroded and dyed red, and the entire heaven and earth of the sea began to falter!

Of course, Mo Zixi's figure also became as solid as steel under the supply of the body's vast spiritual power. Because all those spiritual powers that had been implanted with the imprint of a hundred battles were all ruthlessly abandoned by Mo Zixi without mercy! But the powerful spiritual supply far exceeds the speed of abandonment.

And as long as Baizhan couldn't completely imprint all of Mo Zixi's spiritual power, he would never be able to successfully control her.

Hundred battles suddenly exclaimed!

"This... No way! How could you possibly possess such vast spiritual power?!

The corners of Mo Han's mouth picked: "Because people are not saint-level qualifications, but... What about the posture of the female emperor. "

In fact, to put it bluntly, spiritual power is originally a method of controlling soul power. And Mo Zixi's soul is connected with the demon king Mo Han, and how much soul power Mo Zixi consumes, the demon king Mo Han's side will immediately replenish it.

Therefore, although Mo Zixi's own spiritual power is only a little, and the quality is not high, it can be completely unscrupulous and continuously consumed to the maximum.

Therefore, in just a moment, Mo Zixi's vast spiritual power was like opening a floodgate, and he didn't want to pour out!

Even though the quality of these spiritual forces is not high, the victory is endless, and the ants eat many dead elephants.

"Abominable! I am a sect-level organ soul in a hundred battles! Will I be subdued by your sergeant-level spiritual power?!" Baizhan also urged his spiritual power with all his strength, "I want to see how much spiritual power you still have!" If you use your spiritual power at any cost, you will only damage your soul or even die!!

"You don't have to worry about it." The posture of the female emperor of the people, how can you be able to grasp the soul of the sect-level organ in the district? Mo Han said with an enchanting smile, the fire-colored spiritual power was still full of stamina and spread towards the entire sea space of a hundred battles, and soon he was in front of the golden-armored young man.

"Kill! Kill! The

golden-armored boy roared, turned into a spiritual sword in his hand, and swung it wildly! And with each swing, a large area of fiery spiritual power disappeared in the void.

After a long time, the panting golden-armored boy found that although the red spiritual power in the void was vulnerable, it was endless, and it could not be killed no matter what! But on the contrary, because he kept attacking, his mental power was crazy and exhausted!

However, the other party's fiery spiritual power had already spread throughout the entire sea knowledge space, and continued to increase, becoming more and more condensed and thick!

"It's over, if it goes on like this, I'm going to die..." Jealousy finally appeared in the eyes of the golden-armored boy!

Don't! Is she really an emperor-level posture?

The second grade of the talented spirit, the spiritual power is already so vast...

"Stop! Stop it! The figure of a hundred battles gradually swayed, and finally he understood the horror of ten thousand ant eating elephants.

"How? If you have any last words, say it. Mo Han stopped and put the bamboo in his chest.

"I... I am willing to worship you as the Lord! Baizhan gritted his teeth and said with difficulty.

"Thank you, but I don't want you as a slave." Mo Han decisively vetoed, "The human heart is the most fickle. Wouldn't it be better to kill you directly, and then let my soul directly control the Sword of Hundred Battles?

"You..." said Hundred Battles, "impossible! The soul of the organ is different from the soul of all your races, the soul of the organ cannot take away the life and body of all races, and the body of the life of the organ cannot be taken away by all of you. If you kill me, then a hundred battles will immediately disintegrate and break! "

What?

Mo Han was stunned, and then the vast red spiritual power in the sea probed towards the entire void, and then his expression was amazed, as if he had discovered a new continent.

Yes! Hundred battles is right.

"Soul control" and "autonomous control" are actually two organs with completely different meanings.

"Soul control" is equivalent to creating a mechanical avatar for the user. And "autonomous control" is completely creating a new life form.

And this new organ life, from the moment of success, its organ body is integrated with the soul, if the soul dies, the organ body will also fall apart.

And it is impossible to take away the soul of the organ.

If the body of the organ is a triangular container, then the organ soul is a triangular soul. However, the souls of all races are like a round shape, and they cannot be combined with the organ container at all! Once the house is captured, the organ creation will not only not be used, but will immediately fall apart and be destroyed.

At this moment, Mo Han finally understood why Baizhan did not directly choose to take her, but only planned to plant a spiritual imprint.

Mo Han couldn't help but pinch his chin. Small sample, you can't cure it.