Chapter 3456

Ning Shu took a look at the man with the air of immortality.

I feel that the power of soul is disappearing rapidly. A little accumulated power of soul will be absorbed by a whip.

Is it easy for her to collect a little soul power?

Since the whip is determined to absorb the power of her soul, it is destroyed, and cannot be absorbed all the power of her soul.

Ningshu uses death consciousness to resist the whip.

It seems that we can't get this whip, and Ning Shu doesn't want to cheap this man.

Looks like a Buddhist!

How is it possible for the Buddhist sect? If there is no accident, this Buddhist male must be the secret of that sect.

Even if it is not the leader, it is also an important person in the faction, otherwise there is no capital to let others warm up the whip for him.

Ning Shu holds a whip full of thorns. Sharp scales stab into Ning Shu's hands. Ning Shu immediately uses the will to die.

It depends on who wants it.

And use the will of death to wipe out the consciousness brand in the whip. If possible, Ning Shu doesn't want to destroy the whip.

It's a congenital treasure. It's something born in the void. It's not easy to meet one.

And now the tyre treasure has been formed and absorbed a lot of energy.

Ning Shu also spent a lot of effort.

The consciousness of whip is blank and barren, basically nothing.

Now the whip is still a common whip. I don't have the birth consciousness to think about it. I also have a meaning brand. You can brand, I can brand.

Two consciousness brands can't coexist, two consciousness will compete for each other.

Because the whip is branded with consciousness by Ning Shu, then it will not attack Ning Shu any more, but the competition for two consciousness brands begins.

Ning Shu took the whip and laughed, "now there is my consciousness mark in the whip, so this whip is mine."

Buddha Department man blinked, "how is your."

Ning Shu also blinked, "you said that there is your meaning brand in the whip, which is yours. Now there is my consciousness brand in the whip. According to logic, this is my whip."

The man shook his head and laughed a little, "you are a robber in logic. There is no such saying."

Ning Shu: "this thing is my booty. Your subordinates lost to me. This is the thing. You want to take my booty. Your logic is more bandit."

These people lose to her, want to rob her things, they are robbed, they want to rob back, dream.

The two senses are fighting at the same time. Only one person can be left as the master of the whip.

Ningshu's consciousness is a black silk thread, swimming like a snake. This consciousness adheres to the will of death. Death is dark and frightening.

But the opposite man's consciousness is a white grain size grain, exuding a quiet and warm luster.

It is in sharp contrast to the darkness of Ning Shu.

Ningshu's consciousness swam in the past, attached to rice grains, and wanted to devour each other's consciousness.

Although Ning Shu had a sense of death, the other side's sense of the size of rice grains remained unchanged.

It's really a big guy.

Don't worry, grind slowly.

Ning Shu simply sat down. Anyway, she was tired of doing tasks. She took the opportunity to have a rest. She didn't have much, but she had a lot of time. It was OK to waste all the time.

Ning Shu watched him standing still and letting Yi Yi Yi fly. He looked gentle and peaceful. He didn't seem to get angry. He was like a monk who crossed the world.

Ning Shu's hands are also stained with blood when he comes to this step. No matter to protect himself or to protect his own things, it is necessary to fight.

What's more, it's still such a big guy. Everyone in the organization has to step on one person to go up.

The gentle Buddhism is only a representation. We should see the essence through the phenomenon.

You can't stop others without a little thunder.

Ning Shu: "don't you feel tired standing? Sit down. I'm sure you'll win or lose for a while."

Ningshu's sense of death is an advantage, but the strength of the other side is strong, and it can't bear to fight back.

The Buddhist man smiled and said, "no, I just stand."

Then stand up.

See who is smiling amiable appearance, as for how to think in the heart do not know.

Ning Shu is not in the mood to know what the other side thinks.

Now it's up to two minds who can stay.

The Buddhist man shook his head, sighed and said, "if your consciousness wins, it doesn't matter if you get this whip."

Ning Shu smiled. "It's clearly my thing. You don't need it."

"I didn't know what they had done before. I was afraid that I was in a bad mood, so I was eager to find it back."

Ning Shuyi said, "how terrible are you to make your men so impatient to rob things back by any means."He shook his head. "It's not that I'm terrible, it's that they don't want me to be unhappy, it's just a congenital baby treasure. I don't care much about it. On the contrary, I've lost people. Talent is important. I'll find something again."

Ning Shu just gave a shout.

"That is to say, if I win, this whip is mine?"

The man nodded. "It's yours if you win."

"Then your men won't be able to come to my trouble again?" Ning Shu asked with an eyebrow raised.

"No, I won't come to you."

Ning Shu immediately said, "well, if they don't come to my trouble, I won't be free to go to their trouble."

It's also very annoying to be remembered all day. The most important thing is whether you can get a birth insurance or shape it.

Ning Shu feels that this whip is the most suitable weapon for him and he must hold it.

The Buddhist man is probably serious, and his consciousness begins to counterattack. Before, he was still. Now, he starts to act. The consciousness of MI nuda bursts out a powerful light, which seems to be able to shine through all the filthiness in the world.

Black and white, it seems that Ning Shu's consciousness is really filthy.

The other side is pure, just like the holy light.

Ning Shu doesn't care much. If his consciousness is really mixed with filthy and evil things, it may be suppressed by such light.

But this consciousness is mingled with death, which is pure black, not filthy and evil.

One black one white struggle, this kind of consciousness struggle, Ning Shu's experience is not many.

They can only nibble away at each other's consciousness.

The man picked up his eyebrow and said, "the rules you understand are not simple, they can resist my consciousness."

"My mind is the cleanest, and as soon as someone else's mind gets close, it's uncomfortable."

Ning Shu just said, "thank you for your praise."

Ning Shu and men are just like wooden piers, motionless in the void.

The two senses in the whip are colliding fiercely, and they are fighting each other.