Chapter 2505： Ten mirrors (1/2)

The last fantasy, the lost world, is also the last battle of the World Realm hegemony, and the final battle has officially started!

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In the dark space, only the central disc itself has a little light, and the soft light covers the surrounding area, so that you can't reach your fingers.

The central disc seems to fly at a fast speed again, but it is protected by matrix formations, so it is hardly noticeable that the central disc is moving, because the darkness around it is more like it has been stopped in one place and has not moved.

It seems that it will take some time to reach the third illusion. In the dark, most teams sit idly by.

In the shield formed by Xiao Yan's source of immortality, the sound of screams was terrifying, and I saw that most of Nan Erming's red hair had faded away, leaving only the tip of the hair.

”Hold up !!!! It's about to be successful !!!” Xia Zenghui said, listening to the terrible voice, he was a little uncomfortable.

”What a **** ... torment, I feel pain for thousands of years! Why haven't you separated yet!” In the scream of Dragon Scale King, with the insult, he could feel the pain he suffered from his tone. It is a degree that everyone cannot imagine.

Xia Zenghui's power of the soul is like a pair of invisible hands. It is separated from the soul that Nan Erming and Dragonscale have combined. The power of the soul in Xia Zenghui's quasi-realm is extremely powerful. The grasp is more precise, but it must also be precise. If there is a slight difference, the dragon scale king and Nan Erming will be in danger of life. Even if they can save their lives, the soul will be severely damaged.

Soul separation is risky, but Xia Zenghui's quasi-domain soul power has minimized the risk.

But Xia Zenghui still underestimated the stickiness of Nan Erming and Dragonscale King's soul, which was more than half the time spent on his budget, but in the end, it was almost over.

”Persevere ... persevere for a while ~” If Xia Zenghui had flesh, I'm afraid he's already sweating, even a skeleton can see his nervous expression.

”Ah ...”

In another tragic roar, the sound stopped abruptly, and Nan Erming's hair turned black again, and there was no trace of red. At the same time, Nan Erming was directly comatose.

In front of Xia Zenghui, the soul of Dragon Scale King was suspended. The soul presented the appearance of a little dragon man, looking like a five- or six-year-old child. The flesh looked a bit cute and his eyes closed.

Xia Zenghui didn't hesitate to control the soul of Dragon Scale King. A little bit, it was directly integrated into Jiang Ya's condensed glass body. For a moment, the original fleshless body suddenly turned red. There was also panting in the nose.

”It's done!” Xia Zenghui clapped his hands, Changsong sighed.

Everyone saw this scene with a sigh of relief, but the dragon scale king who got the new flesh did not wake up immediately, but fell into a coma. Nan Erming seemed to be fine because the flesh was him after all. On his own, it was the Dragon King that was torn, and he was affected much less.

After a while, Nan Erming woke up, but the dragon scale king was still in a coma.