Mohe … He’s dead!
Punishment is really like murder. The Mohe sound rang again, and with the heavy sword meaning, it was directly pressed on the punishment. It was really like his heart, which made him a little breathless for a moment.
"Good blood slave, it seems that you really have finished the integration in The Hunger, but have you ever thought that you can integrate all the magic gas in The Hunger so easily that it doesn’t even appear at all? ！”
Mohe sword cut abruptly will split out a light in the dark moonlight spilled again.
Chapter 521 Physical death (6)
Once the magic gas is split, there is no healing trend anymore.
Mohe stood in the blood-stained lake with a bloody body and a sword in one hand, as if he were not a seriously injured and dying person.
There is no more blood gushing out of the chest. If Pan Hui touches Mohe at this time, she will find that this man is as cold as the ice of the Arctic ice sheet for ten thousand years, not only without a trace of warmth, but also with biting cold.
Mohe didn’t tell Pan Hui that he would die, and if Lingyun sword destroyed him, he would die completely.
It’s not that the sword spirit can’t live alone, it’s not that he can’t become other spirits, but that he has chosen to be reborn once and will never have a second chance.
Pan Hui doesn’t know why she chose to believe that Mohe really won’t die.
The punishment is as true as I don’t know. He dare not rashly do it. A man who tries to dominate the seven realms can’t rashly do it without finding out Mohe’s fatal weakness.
However, when the punishment is really like this, I care more about Mohe just saying that sentence.
It is a deliberate delay to divert his attention, and it is really like having to admit that Mohe really makes him want to know the answer.
So he stopped all blood slaves and stared at Mohe. "You seem to know a lot."
Even the exact location of the entrance to the passage and the magic of the Arctic ice sheet are so clearly known. If there is reason to believe that Mohe is not necessarily deliberately defaming him.
Sure enough, Mohe smiled gently and said, "Don’t you think it’s strange that people who cultivate immortals will remember some past life fragments, so that they can get revenge and complain?" You should never know the past life! Whether it is a midnight dream or an occasional absence, there is no feeling of deja vu, right! "
Punishment is really like frowning, without refuting or admitting it, but it is also tantamount to acquiescence in Mohe’s statement.
Mohe slowly inserted the epee in his hand into the hole in his chest in front of the punishment, inch by inch, and continued his unfinished words. "When a person has three souls and seven souls, if he loses one soul and one soul, he will be incomplete, either losing his memory or becoming a fool, but different demons have good thoughts and evil thoughts, which can be reincarnated. You are just The Hunger’s reincarnation. Once the evil thoughts are reincarnated, the good thoughts will become a complete The Hunger again, but in the end, good thoughts control you and evil thoughts take away the gods …
After the words, the original half-foot-wide and four-foot-long chest disappeared completely, and the original hole chest was filled, but for the proximity, Pan Huigen couldn’t notice that the skin color there was different from other places.
In the moonlight, Mohe’s chest presents a fluorescent iron luster like ice, which shows that there is really a different heart here.
Yes, a beating heart reappeared in Mohe’s chest, more vigorous, stronger and more tenacious than before.
He finally succeeded in uniting Lingyun. From now on, he is no longer just a sword spirit but reintegrated into the epee sword spirit!
The sword is him, and he is the sword!
Farewell!
When the punishment was really like this, I was completely immersed in the information brought by Mohe for a long time without returning to my mind.
The Hunger … good thoughts … reincarnation …
So it is inevitable that he and The Hunger meet.
Everything has gone to his roots since he decided to calculate Pan Hui, and it is impossible to control the direction and it is very likely that he will be swallowed up in the end!
exactly
Punishment is really like a root. I don’t think The Hunger is him, but he is a part of The Hunger. It will be a result if he wants to integrate The Hunger.
He will completely lose his consciousness and finally become a real The Hunger.
By that time, this world will no longer be punished, and The Hunger, who was once sealed, will return to everyone and will be the once-respected overlord of the underworld-The Hunger!
And this is a real punishment, such as absolutely not allowed to happen!
He didn’t want to wait until he finally got the whole day, but the whole seven realms turned out to be The Hunger, and he had already lost a part of The Hunger’s good thoughts in The Hunger, and even his memory no longer existed and even a trace of it disappeared completely.
"What else do you know?" When the punishment is so, he doesn’t care about Lingyun fusion in Mohe. He cares more about his own ending.
Mohe smile is very make public "I want to tell you? Anyway, you will definitely disappear, but it’s only a matter of time. How long can you struggle? "
"Then I’ll kill you first!"
Punishment is like a palm. With conan the destroyer’s imposing manner, the magic gas department gathered in his palm, but he had no scruples. Pan Hui, who was beside Mohe, took it with such a palm.
Mohe backhand pushed Pan Hui far and long, and people half-turned into an epee to meet the punishment, which was like a palm wind.
Lingyun epee used to be invincible in Xie Suixin’s hands. Feng Jian once brought immortal mythological guardian sword to inexplicable pavilion. This time, with his own consciousness, he met the truth that punishment had been completely demonized.
Dark magic, pure black epee meet in the middle, and the flint has a fateful oppression, which makes everything around it slowly collapse.
At this time, the imperial garden, which was already broken, has been accelerated to ashes, and the artificial lake with scorched earth and sparkling blue waves is falling. By the time Pan Hui reacts, she has stepped on the mud, and the artificial lake that was full of green lotus has turned into a mire, and the lotus in the lake is already ashes.
Pan Huimei’s heart puckered deeply, and she felt that there was no place from the abdomen to the knowledge of gods that was not painful. However, she still looked at China with strong spirits because she was really at ease.
In the dark, one man and one sword shuttled back and forth, and debris fell from time to time.
That’s the epee Lingyun fragment. The pure black is mixed with golden texture, which makes Pan Hui’s heart in her throat.