v7 Chapter 292： Flapping the wings of a storm (2/2)

”Trading with the dead soul and Seoul, manifesting the power of the origin and imprinting in my gods!” Xiao Chen growled, and the dead soul that had been forcibly detained disappeared and was swallowed by heaven. At the same time, in its eyes, the eighth line slowly emerged.

The vastness of the Wuyuan Realm is so vast. Even if Xiao Chen and others break into it, the number of dead souls killed is only about half of them, but now the remaining dead corpses are all in the hands of Xiao Chen, trading with Tiandao in exchange for the rule lines. .

The 9th root.

1o root.

The 11th root.

The 12th root.

The 13th.

The exchange of the endless souls of Wuyuan Realm can only make Xiao Chen see 6 lines again. It must be noted that the power of this old corpse is comparable to that of Heaven and Earth, and even the existence of Heaven and Earth and more are not uncommon. With such a powerful undead soul, under the superposition of terror, only 6 lines can be obtained again, which shows how difficult it is to obtain it!

Xiao Chen sneered, ”The 13 lines can reach such a level before the limit of ancient times. It is also an opportunity, but the opportunity has been exhausted. After that, if you want to master the rules, you must rely on yourself.” It seemed to whisper to himself, and it seemed to inform Xiao Chen of his thoughts.

Having said that, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, and once again opened it, it was already gloomy.

Sure enough, when he set off the lead of heaven and man, that strange will appeared again and directly seized Xiao Chen's right to control his own body, keeping him awake, but unable to master his own body. Fortunately, with the previous experience, Xiao Chen did not panic, but was quickly analyzing the source of this strange will. Isn't it killing? Not like a demon? Instead it was more like the birth of another character of his own.

The same soul, the same body, different personalities, another will.

But how did this will happen? Xiao Chen frowned and thought, shaking his head slowly after half a ring, under strong pressure to fluctuate. This matter is not urgent, and one day he will figure it out, otherwise how can he rest assured to leave another uncontrolled will in his body.

But the most important thing right now is the catastrophe!

Although he was sure to spend it, Xiao Chen didn't dare to take the slightest care, converge his mind, and devour the chaotic spirits crazy!

call out!

call out!

The chaos ability gathered into Xiao Chen's body with an astonishing degree. He is like a bottomless black hole, devouring everything and turning it into his own powerful power, and constantly accumulates, waiting for the landfall When the cocoon breaks into a butterfly.

...

The solitary void, dim and desolate, the big 6 floating in suspension move slowly, numerous huge cracks are scattered on it, the mountains are fragmented, the river is dry, and the life is extinct. Here it seems that a fierce war broke out and destroyed all.

Bang.

A block that had reached the limit of the Big Six, now suddenly collapsed, turned into sky fragments, scattered toward the surrounding void, and merged into the endless small fragments to become a member of their huge team.

The ragged clothes, the broken magic weapon, the wrecked wreckage all exudes a terrible momentum like a battlefield.

This is outside the domain, independent and parallel to the outside world.

This is the battlefield, where the realm of the spiritual realm kills blood.

The spirit of the big 6 is immense, but there are too many constraints. Once the real ethnic war is exploded, it will even explode the power of destroying the world, causing the big 6 to settle, the order to collapse, and it will become a void that cannot survive.

Inter-ethnic wars have nothing to do with hatred, in order to fight for more and more living space, rather than to completely destroy them. Therefore, the extraterritorial area has become the best choice of battlefields. Here, the peaks of the ethnic group can display their magical powers arbitrarily, and the ancient and powerful can not bear the constraints of the order of the spiritual realm. Hundreds of thousands of ethnic groups are killed here, and countless powerful people rise every day. There are also countless strong people ridiculed. In the ethnic battlefield, the most powerful forces of the entire ethnic group are gathered. The victory or defeat of the war here is the root of the situation affecting the entire spiritual realm.

When the battlefield outside the territory wins, the spiritual community becomes stronger and the territory expands.

When the battlefield outside the territory is defeated, the spiritual realm is gradually weakened, and the territory is reduced.

Today, in the desolate battlefield ruins of the ethnic battlefield, a powerful breath surge suddenly exploded, attracting a lot of divine attention.

”There is a strong atmosphere fluctuation in the no-man's land north of the battlefield, and the monks in groups 6 and 9 immediately went to check!”

”There is a strange fluctuation in the range of the monsters' strength, and they send 'stabs' to sneak in to find out.”

”Go into the area controlled by the Swallows and check the news.”

...

Orders were issued from the army one by one. This sudden burst of breath fluctuations attracted a lot of attention in a short time, but was soon forgotten. In the battlefield of the ethnic group, there are countless major events every day, and the monks are sent to investigate only out of caution, but no one takes it to heart.

But what they don't know is that there is a terrible existence at the source of this breath fluctuation ... things started to move in an interesting direction ...

And at this moment, Xiao Chen was devouring the chaos spiritual force. Without knowing it, he had stirred another turbulent collision, just like a butterfly flapping its wings gently, but the storm had begun. ..

#####

[Tomorrow must be updated in the daytime, otherwise the little jj will pop up a thousand times ..]