Chapter 5145 (2/2)

That's the soul of the baby!

The sight of the invaders, the souls of the babes, all howled.

Hundreds of thousands, even more than this number of souls of the holy baby, turned into a sharp blade and plundered towards the emperor Shen.

Emperor Shen's black hair soared and his eyes narrowed.

When the soul came, it also sent out a real brain destroying magic sound.

The sound, either faint or harsh, penetrates into people's ears and keeps drilling in, as if to drill into people's brain and soul.

”What a magic sound. It seems that the heirs in this temple are more powerful than I think

Emperor Shen snorted coldly.

But see him slightly gather breath, in an instant, the five senses and six senses are closed.

His feet are firm, step by step, toward the blade of the wind.

The sword in my hand is waving.

A sword will cut down the souls of several saints.

On the meaning of sword, the golden light of Daofa is shining. The whole person of emperor Shen is just like a God and a devil, and he is invincible.

All the way, but there are countless souls of the holy baby. As soon as he meets the emperor Shen, he has turned into ashes.Look at the temple of peace.

At this time, the dark inheritor has picked up Qin Xiaochuan.

”Don't worry, boy. Life and death are just a moment. It's your honor to be my body. When I recover Kunlun one day, your body will be immortal. This is the highest honor that even the ancient Immortal Emperor could not obtain. ”

Jie Jie, the black priest, sneered.

However, on his dry face, his mouth, nose, eyes and ears, there were black gas gushing out from his face, which penetrated into Qin Xiaochuan's facial features.

”Let go of him!”

Night Ling sun roared.

But when the high priest in black began to swallow Qin Xiaochuan's body, his hands and feet could not move, as if he were bound by an invisible force.

”It's too late. This boy's flesh is mine.”

The old priest in black laughed.

When the five black Qi entered the body, Qin Xiaochuan only felt that the whole body was cold, and the whole person couldn't help shivering.

Viscera, gradually lost consciousness, as if, is not their own like.

On the contrary, his soul is a different feeling.

He could feel a new soul growing inside him.

The soul, trying to squeeze him out of his body.

That's the soul of the heirs.

If his soul is pushed out or swallowed up, he will die completely.

This moment still comes.

Qin Xiaochuan is not the first to experience death.

He's been dead twice.

Before death, that's what it feels like.

But this time, it was different.

He knew that if he gave up, the body would be completely taken away by the old monster.

It's nothing to lose his body, but if he's under control, one day, he'll personally wield a knife and kill his friends and the people he cares about.

Maybe, ye Lingguang will be killed by this old guy.

Thinking of this, Qin Xiaochuan has some lax pupil, fine awn reappearance.

”Want my body? Take it, then, but you may be disappointed. ”

Qin Xiaochuan laughed twice.

”You boy's will is very tenacious, worthy of the sword devil emperor Shen.”

The dark inheritor clearly felt that he was about to control the boy's body, but the boy's soul suddenly began to resist.

”Wait! You are not the sword demon emperor Shen

Dark inheritors, suddenly feel wrong.