Chapter 4215: Convinced (1/2)

All the pictures are all broken...The first time this scene appeared, everyone's reaction was that the spirit was killed, so the small world in the third level disappeared...

But what's weird is that Bai Li was not teleported out in the first time. On the contrary, everyone else appeared outside with a bewildered expression, especially Shen Feng, who was still holding a piece of ink stone in his hand. , It looks like it just got it.

And Shen Feng looked at the standing people around him now, and then saw himself appearing here, his first reaction was, was the array spirit killed by these people?

Alas... Qiu Mobai succeeded after all... It's a pity... I lost to Qiu Mobai...

But at this moment, Shen Feng watched for a long time but didn't notice any joy on Qiu Mobai's face... Has Qiu Mobai calmed down to this level?

Not right... At this moment, Shen Feng found that the faces of other people also looked desperate... Didn't they... They didn't kill the spirit? That's not right... If they didn't kill the spirits, why were they teleported out?

Is it because I amnesia? When I didn't know, what happened that I didn't know?

Shen Feng guessed right, something unknown had indeed happened, but only Bai Li knew about it.

When the real person Zixiao reprimanded these people, Bai Li had actually walked up to the milky wicked formation spirit, and then Zhenling looked at Baili with a vigilant face, but now he was more vigilant. It's helpless.

When Baili joked about himself before, the formation spirit already understood Baili's strength, and now the formation spirit can be sure that he will never be Baili's opponent.

But when the Array Spirit was about to shout that the Array Spirit would never be a slave, Bai Li offered the conditions of including food and shelter...

”Do you want to be an ancient god?” Bai Li's simple sentence silenced the array spirit who was planning to call the array spirit never to be a slave...

”What do you mean?” The array spirit's voice looked a little pale.

He was a mutilated soul since he was created. His current power is his limit and he cannot be strengthened. You can understand that the spirit is a cup. Since he was created, this cup has been shaped, no one thinks. Let this cup hold more water.

”I give you a chance so that you can live upright, instead of being an array spirit!” Bai Li has activated his heavenly bow at this time, and the power of the ghost can temporarily shield himself from everything here, even though Yuheng, who was here, couldn't see what happened inside.

”Haha...you don't...” The formation spirit originally wanted to say that Baili was not ashamed, but before the formation spirit had finished speaking, he saw Baili gently cut off one of his fingers, followed by a drop of golden soul blood. It dripped from Baili's fingers, and the array spirit looked silly, because he knew what this drop of soul blood represented...

This is the soul blood of the gods... If... if you get this drop of soul blood, you have the possibility of surpassing all this.

”Now...you can start to make choices...follow or...destroy...” Baili's finger controlled the soul blood to float in front of his eyes.

And this wafting soul blood is the greatest attraction in the world for the array spirit.

You know, soul blood can't be given to people casually. Even if it is a real person like Zixiao, there will not be a lot of soul blood in his body. Once the soul blood is given to others, his own cultivation level must be It will be greatly affected.

But who would have thought that there is a freak like Bai Li in this world, who obviously hasn't reached the God level, but his body is full of soul blood... This is no longer a local tyrant... This is simply the rhythm of the richest man. ...

At this moment, Bai Li took out a drop of soul blood which had no effect on Bai Li, but for the formation spirit, it was an opportunity to transform from the formation spirit into an ancient god.