Chapter 490 (1/2)

”Master, you...” I was full of doubts and grievances. I couldn't help asking, ”you're dead. How can you die again? Is it the dissipation of the soul? ”

”Boy, of course you don't understand. I'm a martial god... Damn it, if I hadn't been attacked by those old people, how could I be like this... Boy, what did you ask me just now? You... ”

It seems that this virtual shadow has been here for many years. The remaining soul power is not enough to keep him awake. He speaks intermittently and seems to be unable to hold on.

The beast control method I practiced is actually a kind of soul skill. I know that the proud elder in front of me has reached the edge of complete dissipation.

I have a way to temporarily stabilize the soul of this elder, but in this way, I will consume a lot. If he gets my help and turns against me, I won't have the ability to resist at all.

Besides, a man who claims to be a martial god should be on guard anyway. If he is not a madman, he must be a liar running a train.

Wu Shen, how could it be so? Martial gods are real gods. They are legendary beings. They are a kind of people who absolutely stand at the peak of the world. It is impossible for anyone or anything to hurt them.

They are even less likely to die. Not to mention that they all have many parts, but their own strength, even the martial god of the same level, can't easily hurt them.

Wu xiansan and Qi Cai immortal, who don't know what rank they are, have separate bodies. What's more, they are martial gods?

I felt that the soul body in front of me must have consumed the soul power to the limit, so I began to talk nonsense: ”senior, do you say you are a martial god? As far as I know, the warrior God is unlikely to exist on our planet and interface. Aren't you lying to me? ”

”Boy... I'm really a martial god...”

The virtual shadow became weaker and weaker. When he spoke, he could not speak a sentence: ”I am... Yes...”

His whole body was shaking violently, and it seemed that it would dissipate completely in a few minutes at most.

I was worried: ”are you really a martial god? Well, I can help you stabilize your soul, but I have a condition. Later, I may fall into a coma because of the serious depletion of soul power. After I am unconscious, you must not hurt me, otherwise, if I die, the prohibition I left in your soul will kill you. ”

I don't care if this soul body, which is weak to the limit, hears my words clearly. After saying these words, I slowly input a wisp of my soul power into his soul.

I didn't transmit my consciousness together. What I gave him is my purest soul power.