I have tens of billions of attribute points

Hearing this, Luo Tian smiled, and clapped his hands.

"That's right, you are dead, you are still very useful if you are going to build a house for Koko that can deceive the secrets of heaven, don't be presumptuous!"

After speaking, Luo Tian waved a big hand, and there was a sound of tearing space in the air.

Swipe

Nothing. He didn't even tell Xu Changqing what preparation he needed.

With the left and right palms, while opening the bow, aura and anger gush out like death... Falling on Xu Changqing's body, these purest auras have allowed him to restore the power of the soul that was previously lost, until he restored the power of the soul when he was in the fairy world. The highest state!

Xu Changqing felt the joy of being wrapped in the warm sun, and even wanted to turn over to sleep.

However, what Xu Changqing did not expect was that the pain would come so quickly.

When the power of the soul is completely restored, aura and anger begin to merge with Xu Changqing's soul in the mackerel skin.

Such an unparalleled integration method that has not been heard before is very rude and quite simple.

The key to the method of fusion is to rely on Luo Tian’s attribute points. There is no supreme secret method, and there is no heavenly treasure, some is a weak soul, and a piece of mackerel skin that still smells of sea !

This is also the first time Luo Tian has reshaped a person's body. After paying 10,000 attribute points, the mackerel skin and soul body finally have a tendency to merge.

The mackerel skin is shining with the same white light as Xu Changqing's soul body, and the two shine on each other, just like the raw materials under the 3D printer, and they are beginning to take shape.

Seeing this scene, Luo Tian was also relieved a lot.

If his magical attribute points can't reshape Xu Changqing's body, Luo Tianzhen doesn't know what else can be done in this world!

However, whether it is Luo Tian or the patron saint, he only saw the magical side of the fusion of soul and mackerel skin.

It was Xu Changqing who was in pain. This silent pain made Xu Changqing open her mouth, but she couldn't scream. She felt that the only thing she could spit out from her throat was a lot of anger and aura, and there was no sound... In the meat grinder, the soul is continuously cut, then gathered and separated again...

The cycle goes back and forth until Xu Changqing feels that his soul may be about to be annihilated in this powerful fusion in the next second, the next second, pure anger gives him strength.

In one sentence to describe Xu Changqing's state at this time, he can't die if he wants to die...

Only pain, boundless pain, envelops oneself, with tens of thousands of scalpels, cutting oneself when one is awake.

Pain fainted?

This is probably also Xu Changqing's delusion. His soul state is surprisingly good. He was dying from being chopped in the last second. In the next second, the pure power made him swell, and he had a defensive shield that could resist painful feelings.

This long time was a rare opportunity for Xu Changqing, but he didn't know all this at this time.

From the outside, Luo Tian and the patron saint are very satisfied with the speed of the fusion of mackerel skin and soul, maintaining at the speed of sight, just half a minute has passed, no, now it can be said to be the body, The body is revealed, and the limbs, including the skin, are perfectly reproduced.

With a loud bang, Tiandao smelled an unusual smell, and he appeared on Luo Tian's head again.

This time, Luo Tian simply didn't see Lei Jie, doing his own things in his head.

And Tiandao seemed to know that Luo Tian was not easy to provoke, and had already been beaten off once. This time, it shifted the target and directly confronted Xu Changqing.

Happiness!

Three scarlet thunders slashed from the void and slammed directly on Xu Changqing's body.

Luo Tian and the patron saint didn't even react. The two looked at each other. The patron saint opened his mouth. Just as he was about to say something, Luo Tian's curse came from his ears.

"Hey! Thief Sun! I dare to disturb the little master's good deeds and see if I will not scum you!"

With a roar, I originally wanted to continue to hack into the red thunder's heavenly cracks, the next second, with a scream, I actually fled...

Luo Tian just raised his fists, staring at the scene blankly, touched his nose helplessly, and whispered.

"I'm really envious of wasting Xiaoye's attribute points... how fast you slipped..."

Although I don't understand the specific meaning of attribute points, it does not prevent the guardian god from knowing Luo Tian's meaning.

Looking at Luo Tian with an enviable expression, "Wait, when the little master goes up, you must learn this trick. If you can't beat it, you can run. No one can catch it. How powerful!"

The patron saint was speechless for a while, and even began to mourn for this heaven...

Xu Changqing at this time can be said to be crying without tears. No one understands the meaning of this red thunder better than him.

This is a manifestation of Tiandao's anger. Fortunately, Luo Tian has always released a huge amount of anger to his soul. When the red thunder struck his soul, Xu Changqing really felt what it means to float...

Moreover, Xu Changqing finally knew what thunder penalty is!

Compared with the previous thunder punishment, the existence of the little witch is nothing short of sight. With these three thunders, Xu Changqing asked himself, even if there were a hundred of himself, without Luo Tian, ​​they would have been split into powder.

Pain comes when it comes, and it goes away.

Suddenly, Xu Changqing felt dizzy in his head, and the last touch of consciousness was that he was sucked away by a cloud of darkness, and then he opened his eyes!

The long-lost sense of touch, taste, and the perception of being in it, familiar but unfamiliar came to my heart.

Xu Changqing opened it and saw Luo Tian's iconic smirk first. It was evil, like a little ruffian, but his eyes were full of confidence and he was looking at himself.

On the other side is the solemn expression of the patron saint. Seeing Xu Changqing open his eyes, a smile appeared on his solemn face.

"Tsk tut~"

Luo Tian was speechless and raised his eyebrows at the patron saint beside him.

"What a young mackerel skin did you choose? This guy really feels a little pale when he is young."

The patron saint shook his head with a smile on his face.

"The subordinate chose the mature hard mackerel skin. It is the king of mackerel in this sea area. I am afraid that it has been hundreds of years old. The old one can't..."

"Wow ha ha ha ha!"

Luo Tian laughed when he heard the words and patted the patron saint on the shoulder.

"You have learned to be humorous too, which is great!"

The patron saint smiled shyly and did not speak.

"Xu Changqing, why are you lying down? You want me to kick your ass to get up?"

Luo Tian said with a smile.

Only then did Xu Changqing react, and slowly raised her palm, her young palm, fair skin, and a few blood vessels, smooth and full of reality!

"this is……"