In the mother world, it is extremely difficult to influence the other side.

The limited help is to apply the soul to help the people on the other side to strengthen the soul.

For example, those outside the city of Longcheng, with the help of the starlight of the Dragon City, practiced on the other side, which is also an external force.

You can't control the phoenix to attack the creatures on the other side, nor can you let the soul of Fengge be skyrocketed, but she can kill the people who try to win.

Because in a certain sense, the Yang soul in the mother world is the same as the sun spirit on the other side, they are in a certain mixed form. When Hu Yun is drilled into the depths of the phoenix soul, Hu Yun is at the same time. In the other side of the bank, it is also located in the mother's world, in the second floor of the independent courtyard.

This gives you the space to play!

On the one hand, Hu Yun is still in the process of pure turn, it is not really pure, the soul is very weak, on the other hand, Hu Yun is the dark domain creature born in the thirteenth day, with the upper heavens Those dark domains are incomparable.

"Brushing brush..."

Hu Yun left and right in the cage of this golden flame, but when it was close to the cage, the burning pain made it have to return.

"I am pure! You... can't kill me!" Hu Yun said in a desperate roar.

Outside the cage, a faint shadow appears quietly, which is the soul of the condensate, and the fire of the phoenix's memory is perched on the shoulders of the cockroach.

"Really the smell of pure people..." He looked at Hu Yun, his face full of caution.

There are many powerful existences in the dark, and pure people are among the best. Once born, they are often able to come later.

How can a pure person be born, why it is born, has always been a huge mystery.

"You can't kill me! If you kill me, the Blood Council will never let you go, absolutely not!" Hu Yun continued to growl in front of him.

"But you want to kill my daughter," his face sank.

The threat of such a tiger will only enhance the killing of the enemy.

The only thought was a slight movement. The golden cage quickly tightened. The fence of the golden flame quickly buckled on the soul of Hu Yun. The burning pain caused the tiger to scream and even mourn like a pig.

After a few breathing hours, the mourning came to an abrupt end, and when I thought I was over, a strange scene appeared.

The white soul of Hu Yun began to violently expand, become bigger, expand...

"What happened?" His eyes condensed.

She tried to bind the inflated soul, but this power could not be confronted!

"Hey!"

In the blink of an eye, Hu Yun’s soul suddenly burst open, creating a violent vortex!

The gravitational pull of this vortex is extremely powerful, and the soul of the singer is also instantly twisted into it, and the orange fire of the phoenix song is also sucked into the center of the vortex.

"Hey!"

On the second floor, the cockroach suddenly opened his eyes and his face became extremely ugly. He shouted with a dull and unwilling voice: "How could this be!"

Lingshuang is trying to repair the body of Luo Zheng, and seeing her face, her look is also one of them.

Although I don't know what happened, it is not a good thing.

The sly fingers once again reached their own temples. The golden flame was like a thunder, and it was shot upwards. Her eyes were red.

When you want to enter the phoenix mind again, you will find that the soul of Fengge is shrouded in a white light.

This light seems to have completely integrated into the soul, it is not difficult to destroy the light, but it can also tear the soul of the phoenix song...

......

......

The two bone-toothed tentacles once again slashed into the arms of Luo.

Under the violent pain, Luo Zheng’s arms faintly have a sense of coolness.

Look closely, the flesh and blood of his arms are healing!

However, the speed of healing will not catch up with the speed of destruction. The number of arms that have been sawed several times is definitely broken.

These tentacles should be designed to cut themselves into pieces and then enjoy them slowly.

"Hey..."

Just as the pain invaded again and again, there was a sudden snoring from outside the cave.

The voice seemed like hundreds of pigs screaming together.

"It’s those pig noodles..." Luo Zheng’s heart is dark.

When these squeaks sounded, the bone tooth tentacles suddenly stopped moving, and Luo Zheng was thrown upside down and sent outside the cave.

Almost instantaneously, Luo Zheng understood that it was the pig face that prevented the tentacle.

Luo Zheng can not believe that these pig noodles are so kind. When he broke into the holy tomb, these pig noodles would have no choice but to smear him. Besides, he also excavated the holy tomb.

"Hey!"

In a short while, Luo Zheng was hanged outside the cave.

"L……"

Blood dripped down the wound of his arms.

The pig noodles huddled in a row, watching Luo Zheng's miserable look, one face is very much hateful.

"It's not so easy to let him die!"

"Dare to marry the Holy Sepulcher, to impose the most severe torture!"

"..."

Those pig face geeks are screaming, each imagining a severe punishment to afflict Luo Zheng.

At this time, the blue-colored pig noodles appeared again, staring at Luo Zheng for a while and then said: "Do not kill him!"

"Don't kill him?"

"This person is sinful!"

"Can't let him live!"

The pig faces are full of puzzles, and even Luo Zheng is a bit strange.

This cyan pig noodles had previously wanted to take a bite out of it, but now I have to spare my life?

"Let him become a black bait!" The blue-colored pig noodles screamed and grinned.

Other pigs groaned and then laughed.

"The patriarch is a good idea!"

"This is the end of the invasion of the Holy Sepulcher!"

"He must be born to die!"

Black Pool is a forbidden place for pig face monsters, but the creatures who are sent to Blackpool as bait are extremely miserable!

Although Luo Zheng does not know where Blackpool is, it is definitely not a good place to look at the smiling faces of pig faces.

The tentacles got two heavy bronze iron plates from the top of the valley. It should be considered the shape of the Luo Zheng. The bronze iron plate is about one person tall. There are holes in the center of the two bronze iron plates, just the neck and hands of Luo Zheng. Locked, and there are two ropes behind the bronze iron plate.

Luo Zheng tried to struggle hard, and when he released the power of the other side, a strange pattern appeared on the bronze iron plate, and the whole iron plate did not move!

"It can be earned from the bronzes. It's awesome, hey," a pig face sneered.

Luo Zhengmo tried several times without saying anything. He could only choose to give up and sit silently on one side. His eyes looked at the light hole in the center of the valley. His face was awkward.

Feng Ge is still buried in the dark room under the tomb. If there is no accident, her soul will probably be swallowed by the white shadow.