Chapter eight hundred and twentieth eight confession
"Wang Changan, are you afraid of death?"
Huangfu Jiu Sheng suddenly said, but Wang Changan looked at her.
Huangfu Jiusheng's face showed a decision. Obviously, she had to do a very dangerous thing.
Four eyes are opposite, and the waves in Huangfu Jiu Sheng's eyes quickly calm down.
It was an extreme calm about life and death.
"Don't care about this, come according to your thoughts."
Wang Changan did not refuse, and the soul was integrated.
Huangfu Jiu Sheng suddenly smiled, his face was extinct, his eyes were moving.
"Wang Changan, do you think if you die with me, don't you think it is a pity?"
"What are the pity. The road to practice is the same, don't care about it."
"Wang Changan."
"Um."
"I like you. Thinking about it if I die, I don’t tell you if it is lost."
Huangfu Jiusheng exposed her heart, her face was calm, but she was integrated, and Wang Changan could feel her inner waves.
"Then survive first."
"In fact, if you think about it, you do n’t lose, but you have a different bed, but you have the same acupoints. This red dusty world, you have more colors."
Huangfu Jiusheng said that Wang Changan had thousands of thoughts. He remembered the past. When he met with Huangfu Jiusheng for the first time, the two sides were still like a fire.
"Wang Chang'an, you are so easy to get free and easy as me."
"I'm chaotic, I can't determine my heart."
"Embarrassment."
Huangfu Jiu Sheng's mouth rose, and she could feel that Wang Changan did not deliberately escape.
In fact, her heart is also extremely unrestrained.
"I will cut out my soul blood and assimilate it with it."
Huangfu Jiusheng said that the blood of the soul is extremely special, and this move is extremely adventurous.
Maybe the soul blood may be exhausted, and it may not be able to assimilate and symbiize it.
"good."
Wang Changan responded directly, but Huangfu Jiusheng started directly.
She knew in the sea, the soul power surged, and the body of the soul had its own golden soul blood.
Soul blood turns into a road of golden patterns and black patterns.
Wang Changan immediately shot.
The body of Huangfu Jiusheng is quickly consumed, and the black pattern and golden pattern are wrapped. The two kinds of living opportunities are quickly fused.
At the same time, Huangfu Jiusheng's soul began to be covered with black texture.
It spreads at the heart of the eyebrow, and it cannot be blocked at all.
Wang Changan's soul is brilliant, and the immortal soul power is filled.
He was close to the soul of Huangfu Jiusheng, and turned into Jinxia to wrap Huangfu Jiu Sheng with his soul blood.
In reality, Huangfu Jiusheng was filled with black atmosphere, and it seemed to have a layer of black light and golden light.
Time is a torment for the two. Wang Changan's power of the soul is quickly consumed.
Soul blood consumption, Wang Changan's soul light is quickly dim.
A drop of soul blood, reached a large amount of soul power, is the origin of the soul, the most rare.
However, Wang Changan did not hesitate.
Different from others, Wang Changan feels a unique life gas machine.
It really is not a dead thing, it is a real life.
Some appalling, but it is strange mysterious.
Wang Changan's knowledge of the sea is endless, but with the consumption of soul blood, the soul power is exhausted quickly.
Chaos Qinglian has continuously replenished vitality and expands soul power. However, for such consumption, it seems to be a water cup salary.
This eternal medicine is also exhausted. Lotus leaves have lost a lot of vitality, and the chaos qi emitted with it has greatly reduced.
Huangfu Jiusheng was like a bottomless hole, and whale swallowed Wang Changan's soul power.
Half an hour later, Wang Changan sweated coldly. For the first time, he felt that the soul was so weak, just like the fire of life was about to extinguish.
Wang Changan's soul began to be unstable and tended to collapse. Huangfu Jiu Sheng's soul light was a lot bleak, and the black pattern eroded the whole body.
She retained consciousness, but she also endured great pain.
Wang Changan once again cut out the blood, his soul atmosphere quickly slumped, and Wang Changan ran to the extreme.
Huangfu Jiusheng and the black lines are stalemate. Both of them are insisting, even if the oil is exhausted, the soul is exhausted.
At this moment, the two can hardly escape.
"Persist, I can still."
Wang Changan cut off the soul blood again, this move shook his own soul, and the body of the soul became transparent.
All flowers and leaves of Chaos Lotus lost their spirits and became dull.
Time passed by little, Wang Changan's consciousness became faint, he gritted his teeth, and his body potential was developed to the extreme.
If he fell, Huangfu Jiusheng couldn't live.
One day, Wang Changan was injured. The blood in the body seemed to be burning, and the blood gas origin was losing.
The same is true for Huangfu Jiusheng. Her soul becomes dim, and the black pattern and gold pattern are intertwined with each other. There is a trend of fusion.
This seems to be the hope of life, which inspired Huangfu Jiusheng's consciousness.
"Wang Changan insisted, hoping to be in front of him."
Huangfu Jiu Sheng insisted on gritting his teeth. At this time, Wang Changan's soul body was almost dissipated.
The soul dissipation is the same as the mestament to the ash!
Wang Changan's potential was developed to the extreme between life and death.
Bang.
Black patterns and golden patterns began to fusion, and two kinds of life opportunities blended with each other.
Wang Changan was overjoyed, and it was really successful.
Huangfu Jiusheng was the power of burning the soul. In the faintness, she saw a terrible vision.
A road is naturally raised, broad and boundless, swallowing stars as nutrients, and shrugging into nine days and ten places.
As if it is the center of the universe, the origin of chaos.
Until the world has a catastrophe, the entire universe collapses, and the world does not exist.
It is destroyed under the robbery, but it is overflowing a type of road and flying into the ruins of the universe.
The years are long, and the Taoism recovers.
Born in darkness, derived a boundary space, until there was a strong creature, a sip of a god coffin was buried into the flower of the road.
Huangfu Jiusheng felt a little thrilling, because the coffin made her cold, as if it was the most horrible beings in the world buried in it.
Her heart was trembling, but the visible scene did not stop.
Until one day, the space in one boundary collapsed, and a weird black hand fell from the sky.
Although it was just a false scene, Huangfu Jiusheng couldn't help but paralyze.
God coffin shakes, and all the scenes are hazy.
It seems that it has been separated for a long time, and between the two, like the vast ancient history.
The space in one boundary was reshaped, but the flower flower was turned into a seed, accompanied by the coffin, disappearing in reality.
Huangfu Jiusheng felt shocked, what was the means.
What exists to have such terrible strength.
Huangfu Jiu Sheng's heart was horrified, and all the scenes disappeared.
She also understands that coexistence with her is that seed.
The soul blood and black pattern blend together, and Huangfu Jiusheng feels that the powerful power is integrated with her.
That road flower is undoubtedly powerful, and the power that can be derived from a space, which shows its strength.
Chapter completed!