C111 (1/2)

”If the spiritual body is too big, the body will soon explode. Even if the small world is not destroyed, he will still explode and die.” Look, that's not you. ” Phew, he admitted it.

Not me? ”Damn it.” To think of two women at the same time, it would be apocalyptic. ” The phoenix shadow dove towards Ling Jun.

Damn it, damn it. ”You can't even say it with your spirit, what do you mean by wanting two women at the same time?” There's only Du Ruo in my heart. ” Roar. Three. You're in trouble.

”When Sky Phoenix was halfway through her charge, she was suddenly entangled by ice threads.” General Ling, Tianhuang has gone mad, let's work together to kill her. ”

”F * ck off.” ”Boom!” Ling Jun shot a shot at Feng Xing Zi without any hesitation. ”I'll destroy you first.”

”Hmph, it's not that easy. The world is mine.” Feng Xing Zi was truly an antique. The tragedy of being ignorant of women had fallen upon him once more.

Boom, the ice shattered as the phoenix split into three and smashed towards the three people in front of it. Their battle made the small world even more uneasy. The edges began to rise.

Pfft, the three people in the brawl felt their berserk aura lessen. The world grew larger. Chaos energy also appeared. ”Hehe, the world is not something that you can destroy just because you want to.” Could it be that even the world can't destroy the world? ”

Both the Heavenly Phoenix and the Spirit were unable to truly grasp this world. Who is the master of this small world? The parasol tree that restricts the freedom of the phoenix.

The wutong tree in the raging flames emitted a unique divine light, gradually purifying the berserk, jade-green leaves exuded vitality and vigorous energy. And its attitude was even more charming. The smooth trunk was like a lotus root that had just emerged from the mud.

If she failed to self-destruct, then she had evolved! This explosion triggered a portion of the sacred energy within the wutong tree. The power that she had refined to destroy the world had fused into the tree trunk, bringing her primordial spirit closer to the tree that had created the world. ”Why?” It was a heart-wrenching cry.

Feng Xing Zi seized the opportunity and used his full strength along with the silkworm to form a net, rushing towards the Wutong tree. ”The web is suffused with a cold light, revealing a green hue.” ”Quick, flee.” All of a sudden, he threw out the God Slaughtering Spear and once again used the laws of the world, instantly moving himself in front of the wutong tree. The phoenix that was hugging the helpless and helpless started casting the spell again. Unfortunately, it was too late.

Feng Xing Zi and the stiff silkworm met face to face, and both of them were wrapped by the ice net. After the sound of flesh cracking, the ice net disappeared. Not into the flesh, but into the blood, melting away.

CHI * Ling Jun's body suddenly stiffened, and all the blood in his body instantly turned into ice. His body had experienced countless assassination attempts, and an unbearable pain caused his stiff body to twitch mechanically.

[You actually got hit by a zombie. Damn Feng Xing Zi, you are courting death. I don't even dare to practice this kind of forbidden technique.] Zombie Technique was a strange technique, it could instantly seal the life of the victim, causing the victim to turn into a stiff corpse. If you cooperate with the Breath Forging Talisman, you can control his movements and make him your fighter, a loyal fighter. The one who created this cultivation technique was the puppet genius of his generation, Disguise. Using tools to make puppets no longer satisfied his obsession with puppets. Because they were dead.

Only by transforming a living person into a puppet that could be commanded at will would it be perfect. The zombie spell appeared. The overlord of puppets, it could use a cultivation technique. The only drawback was that the puppets were not agile.

Unsatisfied with the current situation, he continued with his own experiments, finally using a Saint to do so and successfully keeping a part of his consciousness. Who knew that in the end, the zombie wouldn't be willing to become a zombie, but the mask found out that it was about to turn into a zombie. What was the point of this? When he, who had spent his whole life researching puppets, saw that he couldn't take it anymore, he fought the Saint Zombie to the death and finally died together with it.

The key to zombie magic was the Breath Forging Talisman, an evil talisman written with the blood and essence of his soul. Later generations of puppeteers had a huge interest in zombie arts, and the number of people who could master it was countless. However, he was too crazy and had been killed.