Opening Reward 100 Million Lives Chapter 601: Spirit of the dead

"Who is Shao Lei."

"Who are you again?"

"Can this be compared?"

The deacon of the temple swears, while pulling Brother Cheng, trying to drive him out.

And that Lei Gao looked at Brother Cheng indifferently, his eyes full of contempt.

"Where is the idiot?"

"I don't want to see him when I come out."

What he meant was to cancel Jiang Cheng's chance to possess spirit.

The head guard immediately nodded and bowed: "No problem!"

Then looked at Brother Cheng and pointed to the door.

"Okay, you can go out!"

The corner of Brother Cheng's mouth grinned and his white teeth were revealed: "You said earlier, it turns out that there is no need to line up and it's okay. It's a waste of my time."

Knowing that he could jump in the line, why should he be so regular.

Before others could react, he directly probed his hand and grabbed the back of Leigao's neck.

In front of him, Lei Gao had no resistance at all.

I only felt that my whole body was soft, and I could no longer exert any strength, and my feet were forcibly lifted off the ground.

This scene scared others almost crazy.

The deacon who was accompanying was furious: "You, what are you going to do?"

"Don't let go of Shao Lei!"

"Boldly..."

Brother Cheng didn't bother to pay attention to them, waved his hand, and threw that Lei Gao out of the door.

Peng!

The door was torn apart.

Wow!

Lei Gao rolled on the ground several times, with a gray head and face, and his bones were broken.

Jian Zhangmen didn't bother to appreciate this little record, so he stepped into the spirit descending platform and started his own spirit attachment ceremony.

As for what happens after he comes out, does his strength need to be worried?

Everyone inside looked dull.

I was frightened.

What just happened?

Dang Tang Lei Shao was injured by someone'beating'?

His grandpa is the Lord of the Wood Spirit Hall!

For a time, everyone has six gods and no masters, and they don't even know what to do next.

At this time, Lei Gao's screams finally came.

"Ah...it hurts, it hurts!"

This young man in black, who had a cold and domineering look not long ago, was lying on the ground and roaring like a pig.

"Kill him!"

"I will kill him!"

"Ahhh, he must be killed..."

The sorrowful cry was loud and loud, spreading far away.

The guards in the temple panicked, and the deacon and the chief guard inside finally reacted.

"Quick! Block here!"

"Quickly send someone to notify the Lord of the Wood Spirit!"

"No one can let go!"

"Help less thunder!"

A series of chaotic orders were issued, showing how big the matter is.

Team after team of temple guards drove over.

The martial law was blocked, and the hall of spirit attached to it was surrounded by water.

The passers-by outside are all separated, it's all about the rhythm of a war.

He Lin and other monks who participated in the enchantment were so frightened that they didn't dare to say another word.

After a while, there was a loud roar in the distance.

"Who hurt my grandson!"

The Lord of the Wood Spirit is here.

In a short time, the aura around the spirit hall quietly cooled down.

Several deacons scrambled to meet them.

"See the Lord of the Wood Spirit Hall!"

Hullah, the guard knelt on the ground.

Everyone was silent, and the accompanying deacon just went up and said: "It is said to be an unfounded retreat..."

Slap!

The Lord of the Wood Spirit slapped it off.

The beating made the deacon dizzy and smashed the walls of several halls one after another, and fell under the ruined walls.

"What do you eat?"

"With you, I actually caused a Ninth Ordinary Realm to injure my grandson?"

The wounded deacon dared not resist at all, and quickly got up and knocked his head: "The protection of the humble duty is not effective, and the crime deserves death!"

"Grandpa, grandpa takes revenge for me!"

Lei Gao's screams of killing a pig continued, and he was more confident than before.

"I want him to die, I want his family to die!"

The Lord of the Wood Spirit Palace coldly glanced at the still running spiritual descending platform in the distance, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes.

It's a pity that the Spirit Dropping Platform is the same as the Jupochi. Once it is opened, you have to wait for the people inside to come out.

Cannot stop halfway.

Otherwise he would have to shoot on the spot.

He didn't say a word at this time, but everyone knew that the man who had just entered was finished.

It's not good to fight against anyone, but to fight against Lei Gao.

That's all, he actually dared to hurt Lei Gao, this is really too long...

Brother Cheng, who has already gone in, can't manage those things outside.

He is busy doing business.

The process of attaching spirits is not simple. The first step is to select attributes.

Looking at the various forces rippling in the surrounding circle, he did not hesitate to choose the "Dead Spirit".

This process is a bit similar to choosing which set of rules before entering the door of rules.

The choice of the spirit of death indicates that his profound strength attribute will be the power of death in the future.

"Why did you choose this?"

Cang Ling was a little surprised.

On the side of the fairy world, the rule of death is indeed a powerful upper-level rule, but there are not many people selected.

Practicing the power of death often has to make yourself half-dead first.

The people who deal with this all day are the ghosts and corpses in the dead world. They are lifeless and feel very uncomfortable.

"I chose this for extra protection!"

Before, there was a brief confrontation with the Shadow Clan on the seventh floor, because there is no rule of death, Cheng Ge not only can't kill them, but also hard to die.

If he hadn't had the aura of the market world, he would have overturned that time.

Now he chooses the power of death, and the purpose is very simple-to carry a mini version of the heart of the rules of death.

As long as the power of death is cultivated to the top, he can kill others forcibly no matter where he is in the future, even where there is no rule of death.

Of course, if he loses, he will also be killed.

But isn't it right in his arms?

"It's so nagging."

Cang Ling naturally couldn't guess his inexplicable calculations.

And Cheng Ge, who chose the power of death, smoothly carved a mysterious pattern of the spirit of death in the center of the profound soul.

The Xuanwen is 10%, which means that he has become the Extreme Profound Realm.

The exquisite black lines are very small, exuding a faint gray shimmer.

Just looking at it makes people feel uncomfortable, as if they will be pulled into the abyss.

Head Jiang himself is very satisfied.

This is the power that best matches your own system!

This process took him half an hour~IndoMTL.com~ After that, it was to absorb the profound spirits in the spirit descending array to moisturize the dead spirits just obtained.

Operating the Supreme Profound Spiritual Refining Scripture, the mysterious pattern of the dead spirit in the profound soul flourishes with gray light.

A phantom gray light broke away from the profound soul, and came out of the body!

A faint gray mist lingers around, making the surrounding breath become degenerate.

The mysterious spirits around the sky seemed to have heard some kind of call.

It's like being caught in a storm again.

Quickly gathered towards the spirit of death.

After the first gathering, the pattern of the dead spirit flashed, as if it was plated with a new layer of luster, and it also added a mysterious and mysterious meaning.

Immediately afterwards, the process never stopped.