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Chapter 288 Controlling the Demon Soul

However, his body was tougher, but the light of glass spread, and the wounds and poops were quickly recovered, and he also suppressed the other party in terms of recovery.

This result made Tore's heart sank, and the madness in his eyes dissipated a little. His muscles contracted and controlled the wound. A small black ball appeared in his hand, and suddenly shook it towards Chen Tian opposite him.

He was about to escape, and this was his last chance. If the Demon Thunder Pearl could not hurt Chen Tian, ​​he would really have no chance.

In the crazy fight just now, his fist did not cause fatal injuries to Chen Tian. Like him, the other party was too big and his body was extremely tough. Even if he landed on him with all his strength, he would only make his skin open and flesh bloom, but it did not hurt his bones. The relatively huge body size was nothing, and the other party's recovery also made him desperate.

Obviously he is not strong enough, he needs to escape!

boom!

The Demon Thunder Bead exploded suddenly, and dense black lightning burst into the void. This is the Demon's thunder, which has more tyrannical power, and restrains the immortal monks, and has a great chance of seriously injuring or even killing Chen Tian.

With a crackling sound, black lightning covered a radius of ten thousand meters, and the earth was wiped out into a huge pit, and there seemed to be no movement in the center.

Torre was overjoyed and turned around and rushed towards the sky. As long as he quickly broke the formation, he could escape with the secret technique.

However, before he could touch the formation, a fire dragon descended from the sky, making a deafening roar, which was no less powerful than the spiritual technique used by the cultivator of the God Transformation Stage, which made him blocked.

His heart sank again. He beat the fire dragon in a circle and retreated slightly. A figure slowly walked out of the black thunder and lightning. A tortoise-shaped spiritual treasure radiated a solid shield, blocking the bombardment of the demon thunder.

"If you don't follow the rules, I will naturally use other things. What else can you take out?" Chen Tian jokingly said, the other party had a magic thunder plant, so he naturally had a spiritual treasure to protect his body, so he was not afraid at all.

He stepped out and flickered, colliding with Torre again. The latter's strength was decreasing, and blood was bursting with his body. After punching Torre, the latter's power became smaller.

"Damn it!"

At this time, the power of blood was used up, Torre's hair was all over his body, and the fear of death arose from his heart.

boom!

He was knocked away by a punch, shot out like a ball, his chest was sunken, blood was spurted out, and even his armor was broken, turning into a piece of quick fragments and spilling.

The body like a hill fell to the ground, and blood gushed out of the wound. A punch of 6 days not only knocked him away, but also broke many of its bones.

He struggled for a long time and wanted to stand up again. At this time, a big foot falling from the sky stepped on it and smashed a big hole in the earth.

Puchi!

Torre spit out a mouthful of black blood, and could no longer support it. The light on his one-horned eyebrows was dim, and the power in his body passed away desperately. His eyes gradually became dim, and he almost lost his luster. His body shrank rapidly, and from a hundred years, he became only ten meters again. At this time, Chen Tian looked like a tattered doll.

"Roar, let's die together."

Torre knew that there was no hope of escaping, so he raised his hands and tried hard to protect Chen Tian's feet. The black horn between his eyebrows once again showed his power of fear. This time the power was full of aura of destruction, as if he wanted to destroy everything.

perish together!

Self-destruction!

Chen Tian had been on guard against this move, and the white light in his eyes lit up, turning around and shooting out like a sharp arrow, piercing into Tore's mind.

"ah!"

Torre screamed, bleeding from his seven orifices, his soul was injured, and the destructive power accumulated in his body was immediately shaken away on the spot.

"I still want to self-destruct, do I think I don't exist?"

Chen Tian said coldly from a high point, exerting force on his feet, and a powerful force directly stepped on it into the mud, which could be said to be a more injury.

"You have the ability to kill me directly!" Torre saw that Zhang Mu did not kill him directly, just to arrest him.

"What a pity to kill. The living high-level demon general is much more valuable than the dead high-level demon general."

Chen Tian joked, "You have worked hard until now, but I don't want to die."

"Bah, don't try to instigate me to rebel. You humans will sooner or later be swept by our army. Even if I die, you will not have any good results."

"You can't help but defeat you."

Chen Tian was evil and reached out to grab Torre's head, squirting it out of his hand, like a big net, quickly pouring into Torre's mind.

Then, he pulled a black soul out like fishing.

This is Torre's soul. Demons also have souls, but they are just demon souls. Their nature is completely different from that of immortal cultivators. They are full of evil and tyrannical auras. The most immortal methods can kill them, trap the demon souls, but they cannot control the demon souls.

"You can't control me. I'm a demon. Even if I die, I won't let you succeed!"

Torre's demon soul screamed in pain, his soul struggling wildly, looking like he was about to explode himself, but he could not do it at all.

"How can you guess my methods?" Chen Tian said coldly, and a spell suddenly sounded in his mouth. These spells were ancient and evil, and seemed to be the words of gods and demons from ancient times.

"You...what are you going to do!" Torre's soul felt wrong, as if a great terror was coming. He was trembling and big feet, but he felt that his soul could not move at all.

"Of course I control you. I really need a demon with a little identity now."

Chen Tian said lightly that the spells in his mouth were not affected. As he chanted the spells, gods and demon runes appeared out of thin air from the void, blended into the power of his five-colored soul, and quickly turned into mysterious chains.

Then, colorful lights bloomed in his eyes, and ten colorful chains twisted in the void, making a clamor, as if they were gold and iron. They slightly thrust on Tore's demon soul and forced into it.

"ah!"

The pain at the soul level made Tore scream in a shrill voice. He screamed with horror: "Impossible, this is even older and more profound than the control method of our demons. Who are you and why do we have such strange means?"

He was really scared. He understood what this thing was for, it was something that enslaved his soul. Once he succeeded, he would never be able to get rid of Chen Tian forever.

But he could not break free at all. Chen Tian's soul was too powerful and was also at the level of the cave realm. His soul could not resist at all, and could only allow the strange chain to penetrate into his demon soul.

All he could do was scream, curse, and struggle powerlessly. Unfortunately, his screams became smaller and smaller. Perhaps his soul was torn apart, and his soul was steaming in burning, and it was a whole circle smaller.

In the end, he was so scared that he could not say anything, he became listless and forced to control his soul.

After doing this, Chen Tian pulled it again. Torre's soul origin was taken out by him. Then he opened his palm and a purple-black flame appeared. It was a wisp of Tianluo Demon Fire he accidentally obtained. After his long-term cultivation, his power was already amazing.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!
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