Chapter 490

"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.

With the input of my soul power, the soul body gradually calmed down. The already almost transparent soul body has become much more solid and looks much better.

It's really dangerous for me to do this. Once the soul body is also a person who knows the soul war skills, I will completely hand over my life to him.

I don't know why. I'm not a compassionate person. At this time, I just want to save the soul in front of me. It's like we've seen many times before. I'm an old friend. I have the illusion that I have to be saved.

I slowly put my soul power into his body, and his body (soul body) gradually solidified and became clearer than when I first saw him.

At this time, I slowly stopped inputting my soul power and said, "senior, you should be able to speak freely now. What exactly did you mean just now? Are you really a martial god? "

"Thank you for saving me!" When he spoke, he finally made me hear clearly: "I am indeed a dead martial god, which I have never lied to you. By the way, my friends used to call me Jiufang Taoist, because I used to be a real Taoist. You can call me Jiufang, or you can call me a channel leader directly. "

I was surprised to see the Taoist priest Jiufang in front of me. I thought of the five leisure casual people and seven color immortal I met before. I couldn't help but say, "what do you like to call five leisure casual people, seven color immortal and nine square Taoist people? I'm not used to it. It feels like I've suddenly returned to tens of thousands of years ago. "

Taoist Jiufang smiled: "my body was completely broken and disappeared a long time ago. Since then, I have always been a soul. I don't know how many years I haven't left here, so I don't know how many years it is from the time I live. Little brother, you saved me. You are my brother of the nine sides. If you have any questions, ask me and answer. You know everything. "

I nodded, forcibly suppressed my agitated soul, gritted my teeth and said, "what you said surprised and puzzled me. How could a martial god be broken by someone? Isn't your body King Kong not bad and immortal? "

Just now when I was saving the ninth party, my soul power was consumed a little, and I didn't have timely treatment and rest. After a few words, I couldn't support it.

Taoist Jiufang sighed, raised his head and seemed to recall the past: "little brother, to tell you the truth, my body was broken by the two most powerful martial gods in the era I lived. At that time, although I also entered the realm of martial god, I was just a primary martial god who had just broken through the realm of martial god. Neither my combat effectiveness nor my physical strength could be compared with those old martial gods who had already entered the realm of martial god. "

I remembered the words of the five idle casual people before, and reluctantly said, "all martial artists in the Wuxian realm can cultivate their own separation and use the separation to resist those inevitable fatal attacks. Don't you have such a separation as a martial god?"

The ninth Taoist said, "separation? I remember you mentioned this just now. To tell you the truth, the cultivation of separation is a waste of time and energy. Only those who know that there is absolutely no way to break through the martial god realm in this life will choose to practice separation to improve their combat effectiveness and defense. As long as you are a warrior who can break through the martial god, you will never be distracted to practice separation. "

I suddenly said, "so it is. I thought that all martial artists who have reached the realm of Wuxian will choose to practice and separate themselves. Elder, how long can you maintain this state? "

Taoist Jiufang was stunned: "what do you mean?"