Lord of All Realms

Chapter 1737: Strangling Hope

Heavenly Soul Great Respect Residual Consciousness Backphage!

Just as in the Spirit World, the heavenly soul had great honor to wipe out the self of the underworld soul, and use the body of the underworld soul to reproduce it in heaven and earth!

As soon as I saw the scepter of the ghost, the sparkle of the green gem, and heard the sound of "turmoil”, I knew that it was called the great soul of the consuming soul.

Play the same old trick!

“Ni Tian, Ni Tian! ”

Ming Li and Pei Qiqi were surrounded by a cluster of soul shadows.

Each cluster of soul shadows, closely watched, Nie Tian and the Ghost scepter move together.

His body, narrowly reduced to a green light mass, greedily awaited the outcome.

The void of the five evil gods is suspended, stationary, seems to be completely bound by the power of the heavenly soul.

Five of them, whose souls tend to be heavenly souls, honor their former masters, but their bodies are forged by Ni Tian.

In order to prevent them from disrupting and "in case” of impossibility, the great power of the heavenly soul limits them as well.

The sharp end of the Phantom scepter, raging.

Zhang, Ni Tian's eyebrows!

A thinner, smaller, slightly trillion-fold underwater river than hair, spearheaded from the sharp end of the scepter.

This elongated and elongated river, invisible to the naked eye, shines bright and not illusory!

Purely by the heavenly soul, the remaining soul thoughts and soul strength condense, is his final crystallization of consciousness!

It's him, the true nature of the Heavenly Soul Seal!

It can even be said that the crystalline and thin river, is the Great Soul of Heaven!

“Alas…”

One sighed, coming from the heart of Nietian's chest.

This sigh is full of helplessness and intense disappointment.

Sighing together, the Ghost scepter trembled violently. Deep in that green gem, a very pale bloodstain spread quietly, and quickly eroded other green places!

The crystal clear, thin little underwater river, like a soul-conscious serpent, is in a hurry to escape.

Run away from Nietian, flee from the Ghost Staff, and escape from the Land of Darkness!

“Why should I? ”

Ni Tian's eyes were blinded and suddenly replaced by cold and cold colors.

Till then, his 10,000-meter tall body of origin shrunk down to a one-inch small man.

He snapped two fingers, one strangled the crystal thin river, “I thought you could be a soul. It's only a pity that your residual will remains unwilling. ”

“You still didn't hold out, thinking that my soul, into the sea of blood, could take advantage of the momentum and replace me. ”

“You almost made it. ”

Ni Tian shook his head gently and suddenly burst out a brilliant ray of light between his two fingers.

Qi Blood essence, flaming light, star particles, and a soul storm seemed to pour wildly through those two truncated fingers into that thin, ultimate crystalline river.

This, recorded, branded the heavenly soul of the great remaining consciousness of the Pluto River, if you zoom in, you can find many soul texts inside the Pluto River, such as the explosion of star boundaries.

Many depict the art and true nature of the soul, and can be secretly doped with the soul line of the heavenly soul's great memory, such as dragons burned to ashes.

At the bottom of the river, many blue lights flashed, surrounded by red blood, melted into nothingness.

Those who remain in the heavenly soul are the essence of self-conscious soul, hidden in the three realms of the underworld river, hidden in the ghost scepter, never extinguished, hardly easy to present.

Even Ni Tian only knows that there is such a soul, after millions of years, it has not been extinguished.

But he, he could never find it.

He waited, waiting for the soul to read, and came forward.

At last, he waited, and finally more thoroughly than the great pride of the Spirit, to directly read this soul of heaven and soul, and to extinguish it in the three realms of heaven and earth.

That thin river, the one that disappeared, the great sense of self of the heavenly soul, was extinguished.

Inside the Ghost scepter, the blue gem was stained with blood. This reign of the Three Kingdoms caused many powerful people to fear the artifact, temporarily losing its luminosity and splendor.

But Knie Tian knew that this scepter, when there is a new organ soul, in the space inside the green gem, refining the soul art left over by the great soul of heaven, can recreate magic.

The ruins, the dark souls, the filthy river of the underworld, suddenly faded and became transparent and illusory until it disappeared.

In the dark soul domain, the living spiritual tribe watches the disappearance of the underwater river, creating a panic of the coming of the end.

Many elderly spiritual clans, even more so, cry out loud and cry out for the future of the spiritual clan, and lose it.

After the confinement of the remains of the White Bone Nation, this river, which sheltered the Spirit Nation for tens of millions of years, appeared in the spiritual and human worlds, is now permanently lost in the mainland of the Spirit Nation.

“Hu!”

Split thousands of spiritual grandeur, a cluster of ghosts, suddenly scattered away.

At the other end of the spectrum, the thousand souls attacked by the Ruined Soul projection, and several other spiritual tribes, suddenly saw many spiritual shadows of the great spirits of the underworld, rushing to themselves.

“Soul absorption! ”

As soon as they opened their mouth, they discovered the shadow of the great soul of the underworld and burst into their soul's sea of knowledge.

The next moment, they had an incredible long whistle, blue blood in the corner of their eyes and a scary face.

“Mmm!”

At a glance, Nie Tianjin immediately noticed the great pride of the spiritual tribe such as Thousand Souls and Destroyed Souls. He was projected by the Ruined Spirit and broke through the flesh and died.

Deep in their souls, they have a great shadow of the underworld.

Spiritual grandeur, through those of the Spiritual tribe, is gaining strength again.

But Ni Tian, doesn't care anymore.

“Jiang Yuanchi, go too. ”

The densely interwoven space light blade, prompted by Pei Qiqi's boundary prism, flew into the shattered realm of light god.

Furious Beast retreats.

The space blade is filled with bright divine domains, making Jiang Yanchi's domains collapse.

The spirit of the ruins of light escaped suddenly, and then disappeared in the moment, as if it had returned to the abyss of darkness.

In the void, the sacred and divine domains of the people, the great kings and the great princes of the different nations, from time to time, people explode and die.

The war around that giant human corpse and the ancient tree of life is at its worst.

Ji Qiang and Qin Yao, the heavenly war-derived river of stars, billions of star streams and broken stars, make the sky of the dark land a vast and mysterious picture of the rose stars.

Ni Tian looked at the dome of heaven, his eyes seemed to pass through the layer of void, and the battle broke out in the sky, everywhere in the dark, into the bottom of his eyes.

He also looked at Dong Li, looked at Pei Qiqi, looked over, and was still accumulating spiritual power through the great pride of the Spirit Nation.

“Ni Tian! ”

Yin Xingtian, Dong Li, Pei Qiqi and others, shouted again.

Beiluo and Thunder are stunned, calling the Young Lord.

Ni Tian, like the fire of God, like the great pride of Dry Demon, gradually becomes illusory and blurred, like slowly, squeezing into another time and space.

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