Chapter 1052

"It's just the middle of a planet. Even if you have a Tao star, it's impossible to smash me!" The finger pinched by Wang Baole's right hand roared and emitted black light, as if to resist with all strength.

"If you don't sink into your previous life, then don't sink into it, I..." the voice in his fingers is still speaking. It is obvious that he is determined. Even if he is trapped, Wang Baole is in a dilemma.

Because at this time, the light of traction is about to stop. Before it enters, there is really no chance. It is a waste of time. At the same time, it is equivalent to losing the qualification of the final tenth life.

So he decided that once Wang Baole couldn't immediately destroy himself, he must let himself go. In this way, although his sneak attack failed, there was almost no loss, and his own noumenon has now sunk into the previous life, one ebb and flow, and he will not be damaged after all.

Even he thought that Wang Baole was too insidious. In that case, he simply tried not to be distracted, but also to harass the other party so that he could not sink into his previous life. In fact, as long as he insisted on more than ten breath, it was enough.

"How can you lose!" All the thoughts and abacus of the finger played well, but he still miscalculated a little!

That is... Wang Baole's harvest in the previous life is beyond imagination, too amazing!

So let this finger master's distraction, how to calculate, is also fundamentally... Very wrong!

The next moment, with the sarcasm in Wang Bao's eyes, he pinched, and the strength of his body suddenly expanded, bursting out in an extremely terrifying posture.

Even formed a black hole, so that the fog around was also pulled, shrinking some scope, and in the roar of this terrible force, the finger didn't even react, and was pinched and exploded by Wang Baole!

With the collapse, there was a sad sound, and the broken fog spread along the fingers of Wang Baole's right hand, as if he still wanted to gather. But after Wang Baole opened and sucked, these fog had no resistance at all, and was directly swallowed by Wang Baole!

This kind of devouring is not the magic power of Yan Mu Jue, but a physical magic power of Wang Baole's previous firewood Protoss, which devours its nutrients and turns into stronger physical power.

After being swallowed, Wang Bao's eyes flickered and snorted coldly.

"It's polite to come but not go!" As he spoke, his raised right hand stretched out, revealing the palm stained with his own blood and the little sword half stabbed into the flesh in the palm.

This palm was stained with the cause and effect of killing the black fog fingers, and increased this connection with his own blood. All this was in Wang Baole's calculation. At this moment, his eyes were full of strange light, and there was a rune mark in the middle of his eyebrows, which flickered strangely, and he spoke faintly.

"Burning spirit mantra!"

As soon as his words came out, the little sword stabbed into the palm of his hand suddenly shone, flew out in an instant, turned into a flame, shuttled through the array, ran straight into the white fog in front of him, and disappeared in an instant.

The burning spirit curse, as the basic method of the strongest curse of the flame ancestor, has mastered Wang Baole of Xiao Cheng. Through this method, you can curse the enemy. Whether it is cause and effect or blood, it makes the curse extremely strong. Hold it on the sword, making it have the power of locking. Almost instantly, the sword appeared in a region directly in the fog like a blink!

In this area, there is a young man sitting cross legged. This young man is... The 17th Taoist priest of the seventh spiritual path. His whole face is at a loss. It is obvious that he is in a previous life. He is not aware of the coming sword, and the sword comes straight to his eyebrows in an instant!

But after all, this person is a powerful person who lives again and cultivates again. The protection around him is amazing. Even stars can resist it, but... Wang Baole's burning spirit curse is not within this range. It is the curse of cause and effect locking. It is the magic power that directly acts on the soul, and there is also killing cause and effect and blood blessing. Therefore, this little sword almost instantly hit the protection around shiqizi.

During the roar, the little sword collapsed, but the meaning of the curse contained in it penetrated everything, and exploded directly on the 17th son of the seventh spiritual path.

With the outbreak, the seventeen Taoist priest's body shook violently and spewed out a mouthful of blood. For a moment, there was a sign of awakening, but his foundation was too deep. If he changed someone else, at the moment, he was afraid that he would be knocked out of his previous life directly, but he still took it forcibly with a deep foundation and did not wake up from his previous life.

Even so... But the consequences he suffered were equally strong, not only his own injury, but also his feelings in his previous life. In his previous life, this blow was like a towering storm, which directly collapsed his consciousness by 90%.

Even with a strong foundation, he still reluctantly stayed in the perception of previous lives, but whether it is fusion, or the harvest of this perception, it will be greatly reduced, and there will be no one in ten!

As for Wang Baole, it is indeed in line with the seventeen ways of distraction. What he said before is this ebb and flow. While he was seriously injured here, Wang Baole also gave up resistance in the last time when the light of traction was about to dissipate, so that he sank into the perception of a previous life.

With the rotation around, with the body seems to be sinking, with the rotation of the vortex, Wang Baole's consciousness dissipates again.

When his consciousness reconstituted, he was still as before, forgetting who he was and everything. Standing on a small hill at a loss, he looked at a figure not far away whose body was only five feet or so, thin and small, with green hair, like a monkey, but standing on two feet, opening its mouth upward.

Such figures can be seen everywhere around here. There seems to be no rules for everyone to surround themselves. Some are standing, some are sitting, and some are eating.

And the figure in Wang Bao's eyes, looking up... Is a dragon chair that looks very luxurious, but does not match the surrounding environment. On the Dragon chair sits a larger figure with black hair hanging all over. The figure closes his eyes, but there is a strong breath of death emanating from his body, covering all directions.

"Lord, that old devil of Li Ling deceives people too much. He has caught many of our corpse friends during this period of time and constantly refined our corpse oil. This behavior is immoral. Please make decisions for us!"

The black hair figure sitting on the Dragon chair, motionless, seemed to be meditating. Seeing this, in Wang Baole's daze, the green hair standing there reporting pointed to Wang Baole.

"Lord, don't hesitate. Look at ash San. He turned into a corpse clan like us. He woke up a few months ago and was caught some time ago. He refined three barrels of corpse oil. If we hadn't saved it in time, I'm afraid it would be a corpse!"

As his words spread out, Wang Baole noticed that there were many green hairs around him, looking at himself. Even the black hairs sitting above swept himself with their dim eyes.

Focused by the eyes around, Wang Baole looked down at his body blankly. He saw the light green fluff on his body. After instinctively raising his hand, he saw his hands and most of his body, which were significantly thinner than others.

Although his head is the same as other green hairs, his hair is lighter, his body looks like a skeleton, and even at the moment, there is a feeling of weakness, which makes him feel like standing and fainting.

It was precisely after seeing these, memories emerged in his mind.

He didn't know the name of the universe. He only knew that he was just an ordinary mortal, without talent, wealth, or even a daughter-in-law. Until he died in pain in a plague, the body seemed to have been burned, but somehow, it was still preserved, and after waking up, he was already on the mountain, and was told by the ferocious figure around him that he was like them. From then on, They are all zombies!

Green, blue, black, grey, white, purple, red!

This is the strength judgment of a zombie. According to evolution and cultivation, he has different colors, so he has different strengths. Now he is not even green hair. As for the leader of this mountain, he is a black stiff!

According to the corpse friends around him, Wang Baole knew that the LORD was once a butcher, and he was very angry, so at this moment, everyone looked at him like this, especially when he was staring at him in a black frame, Wang Baole's body couldn't help shaking.