Chapter 2881

Eight ghosts and gods!

In the sun defense war, Li Tianming had seen its lethality with the Xinghai divine ship, and had long been greedy and crying.

"Although there is still a lack of floating world magic gods, eight ghosts are the weapons of this pair of magic gods. With them, I will definitely kill a large area as a non heavyweight star sea divine ship!"

As we all know, what Xinghai warship lacks is control ability.

Why is it terrible for the magic God family to control the star sea divine ship?

It is because their own magic gods can provide control ability for Xinghai warship and make the bombardment of Xinghai warship more accurate.

In the Jiulong emperor's funeral, Weisheng ink dye has been divided into 50. Those considerate sisters have come out. Their eyelashes tremble, their breathing is short, and their face is slightly red. They are more or less nervous about the sudden heavy task and challenge.

Ji Ji has a small part of her body, which is in the internal Star source buried by the Jiulong emperor, and its spirit is still around Li Tianming. At the moment, she turns her eyes and urges Weisheng ink dye and her sisters. She impatiently says, "I've been flirting with each other. Line up and follow me."

No magic God!

And it is mature to the extreme. It is not the magic God embryo obtained by Li Tianming. It needs to germinate slowly.

The volume of this magic God is quite large.

Fortunately, with the nourishment of Yan Huang's blood soul and the patient cultivation of countless strong sword gods Lin, Weisheng Moran and her sisters have finally achieved the realm of emperor and reached the realm of Xiaotian star. Their physical quality has reached the peak of God and completely digested the eternal night God whale and the sky god sea.

Otherwise, Li Tianming dare not let them carry eight ghosts now.

"The eight ghosts of Mengying are much stronger than those of Fengqing Youmeng. Be careful, patient and keep the rhythm steady." Li Tianming told him.

"I see, good brother." the sisters said in unison. Everyone is carved out of a mold. Dark green long hair and eyes, firm and tough eyes, yingyingyanyan, forming a beautiful scenery.

Their gentle and dedicated eyes embarrassed Li Tianming.

After the eight ghosts of "Fengqing Mengdie" were sent in, their first step was to suck out all the eight ghost celestial patterns on each other's star particles through contact, and then divide them into 50 parts, which were carried by 50 sisters.

The process of absorption is not difficult, but the process of bearing is difficult!

They are still in the realm of God. They use flesh and blood mustard to carry the Heavenly God pattern of star particles mustard, which is very difficult for them.

But there's no way. There's only one chance.

"It may hurt. Once it fails, the consequences will be unimaginable. Do you want to try?" before implementation, Li Tianming finally asked for their opinions.

"HMM." Weisheng Mo ran didn't look back. They were telepathic. All the 50 sisters had soft smiles. They seemed gentle, but they were very determined about it.

The sun, all living beings and Li Tianming are at the moment of life and death.

Every moment, they want to contribute their strength and share their worries for Li Tianming.

Li Tianming took them out of the ocean of suffering. Their souls were incomplete. They recognized that they wanted to repay Li Tianming, but they were more determined.

"Good!"

No more nonsense. Led by Weisheng ink dye, they surrounded Fengqing Mengdie and began to peel off the billions of Heavenly God patterns of the eight ghosts.

This is the heavenly talent created by the dreamless fairy king for their sisters. They use it very naturally, as if it were instinct.

"No wonder dream babies yearn for their ability."

Li Tianming stood by them and watched the hundreds of millions of heavenly patterns like white ghosts pouring into their bodies.

The eight ghosts are different from the eternal night God whale and the sky god sea. They are a kind of very ferocious and resentful God with mental interference. They not only disturb the enemy's mind, but also easily make themselves crazy and possessed.

Therefore, when these magic patterns entered their bodies, Li Tianming could immediately feel their discomfort, and with the passage of time, this discomfort turned into pain and struggle.

Their faces turned pale one by one, and everyone seemed to be incarnated into eight ghosts. Their delicate bodies released amazing evil Qi, and their hands, feet and bodies were trembling slightly.

In this tense and struggling moment, Li Tianming saw them silently, stretched out their hands and held each other together at almost the same time. Everyone formed a circle to jointly carry the painful nature.

They are not fighting alone!

Fifty sisters whose lives are connected and their hearts are interlinked form a rope. This warm, United and simple collective makes them one at this moment, and each heart is accompanied by the other 49.

In this way, what is the fear of the difficulties in the world?

The divine patterns of the eight ghosts, like trillions of ghosts and enemies, pour into their delicate bodies and engrave them on their flesh and blood mustard. This is a complex and huge project. The casting of every detail comes from the carving of Fengqing Mengdie for thousands of years. Even if there are 50 of them, it is difficult to undertake such a creation in a short time.

Every moment is an endless whole-body torture.

In Li's eyes as like as two peas, the fifty ink hair beauty, the cold sweat was straight up, the lips were pale, and the pain was deep, and could no longer be controlled, so that they could send out a painful cry.

This made Li Tianming nervous and raised his heart to his throat.

"You, the man who does not know, do not make complaints about the fifty little sisters in your life."

"Cough!"

Li Tianming can only say that his mood is similar.

Nervous and looking forward to it.

In fact, he believed them, because they were really a group of women with strong willpower. They would never shrink back, let alone hesitate.

Therefore, he just hopes that this process can end quickly, and they can all suffer less.

In front of them, they still hold hands tightly. Fifty people are like one, and the divine patterns of the eight ghosts are like the sea. They flow on their tall and delicate bodies, swam over the mountains and the deep sea. The power of the riot scattered their clothes and made everything white and bright

"Good disciple, how about?" Lin Xiaodao asked outside when he heard something moving inside.

"White and big." Li Tianming closed the associated space in advance, looked righteous and stared.

"What is it? I'm asking you, can they handle eight ghosts?" Lin Xiaodao confused.

"Oh, ah... The problem should not be small. Ah, no, the problem should be big... Wrong! It's not a big problem!"

Li Tianming bit his tongue off when he said this.