Vol 3 Chapter 545: Resuscitation (1/2)

There is no soul reality, standing there to bear the blow of the human soul, and still be alive.

Luo Haishan, who was angry and at the same time extremely remorse, concluded that the purple cicada was dead.

Luo Long thinks so too.

Even the blue sky, which is watching the war in the distance, has reached such a conclusion.

Purple will die!

When the mountain twisted her head and took her to notice the battle here, the purple scorpion had fallen to the ground, and only the blood he spit out in the air was still falling slowly.

She was completely paralyzed and even forgot her opponent.

”Be careful!”

The sound of the blue lonely dream sounded, and at the same time she came to this side, blocking the attack of a soulful reality for the mountain.

”Don't care!” Blue solitary dream reminded again.

But the mountain is like a lost soul, standing there and motionless.

Only the purple scorpion of the soul's real strength, facing the blow of the human soul, can you survive?

Are normal people dead?

Blue and red are also very worried about the purple, but at this moment the enemy has not yet resolved, everyone is not afraid to distract, or else it will fall into the end of the army.

At this time, the soul of the people, it is clear that the purple scorpion will die, so the eyes of the moment have fallen on the body of the basket.

This is his next goal.

Suddenly, he felt a strange power appearing from the front.

It seems that there is a spring breeze blowing, with the warmth of the meaning, so that the dead land is revived and full of vitality.

He looked awkward and turned his head to look ahead.

He saw the purple scorpion falling to the ground and stood up.

The other side is surrounded by the burning soul, this stock seems to have an inexplicable attribute, with a warm spring.

Under his feet, a green grass is growing under the naked eye.

Spring is boundless and life is spreading.

More grass grows from the purple scorpion.

This is the technique of recovery.

The technique recorded in another black jade piece is different from the previous one, but the grade is quite.

The original smoky life of the purple scorpion is also growing at this time, just like someone has added a dry firewood to the bonfire that is about to be extinguished.

”you……”

Looking at the bright eyes, the scent of the scent that is gradually stronger, the eyes of the human soul have a shocking color.

Luo Haishan is also on the spot, this is not dead, too evil, right?

“Is it an extremely rare healing technique?”

Luo Haishan thought of this possibility, and his mood became excited. First, the Holy Spirit soldier, now is a powerful recovery technique. This is really a godsend.

Once you get these two things, I believe that the next Luo family will certainly be able to grow again, and perhaps go deeper.

”How is this going?”

Looking at the purple scorpion standing up, the expression of the blue awning can not help but change, said the voice.

“It’s a very rare healing technique that is specific to life.”

An old voice rang from behind the blue awning. ”It is an adventurous person who can use the soul of our world. It is surprising.”

When I heard this old voice, Blue Mang was not surprised. He turned and said respectfully: ”You are here.”

An old man stood in front of the blue mang, the old man dressed in plain, barefoot, very fat, with a big belly, laughing like a Maitreya Buddha.

At this moment, he smiled and said: ”It has been a long time, just to see the previous battle, the young man is good, I want to stay with me for a while.”

Lan Cang Mang shook his head and said: ”This is not the case, they must die!”