PS: Thank you for the reward from the Poison Coke brothers, but the nine thousand words of urge to update, you really played me with me. Xiaoyang could write it before the surgery, now, even if you want to write it hard, your family will not agree to sit there for a long time, sweat

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He opened his eyes slightly, and half of the qi and blood in his body had recovered, and his injuries were about 80% healed.

Luo Bei has nothing to say about Ghost Hand. This martial art is really a bit outrageous. Although it has no attack power at all, it can improve a warrior's combat power by at least 60%.

His eyes looked at Motianluo not far away. This disciple of the Seven Evil Peak, the spy of the Monster Clan, was also very injured. However, the Monster Clan is stronger than humans after all, and this young man is not at risk of death. He is just unable to move under serious injuries.

In this small world, there are no more living warriors than this guy and Luo Beiwai.

Sitting cross-legged, Luo Bei began to think about what to do next. After all, all the warriors who came in this time died. No matter how he planned it before, the details still need to be made more perfect.

First of all, the spies from the demon beast tribe in the Qisha Peak cannot die. If this guy dies, Luo Bei's mouth is full of his body and may not be able to explain clearly.

Walking slowly over, Luo Bei reached out to put his hand on Motianluo's wrist.

Fortunately, the monster clan's physique is extraordinary, and the qi and blood in this guy's body are quite strong.

He reached out and patted Motianluo gently. When the latter saw him, Luo Bei smiled.

"You're dead."

Unexpectedly, Motianluo also smiled when he looked at Luo Bei. He smiled very comfortably, as if he really saw Luo Bei's death.

"Do you want to slander me? Anyway, your mouth is on you, so you can just say it."

Luo Bei smiled and saw at a glance what Motianluo was thinking and slandering. This was indeed a masterpiece, just like Murong Jiuxu and others. I think the big guys outside would rather believe this disciple of the Seven Evil Peak than Luo Bei.

But this is not a big problem.

If it were a moment ago, Luo Bei might have to work hard to completely destroy Motianluo's mind, and then instill in what he needed Motianluo to say, but now he no longer needs such trouble.

Looking directly at Fertianluo, a blade-like light suddenly appeared in Luo Bei's eyes, and the light was straight into Fertianluo's eyes, as if some indescribable bridge was established between the two.

"Source souls, you actually want to plant souls for me, haha, don't you know that you can't plant souls between the same level?"

Motianluo was slightly shocked and then laughed freely. The Soul-Sow Art was originally a magic trick to enslave others in this world, but this kind of magic requires a lot of demands, and it requires an overwhelming advantage in power to succeed.

Therefore, when Motian Luo Chu began to feel that something changed his mind, the first thing he thought of was the soul-like technique.

Although he was easily defeated by Luo Bei, Motianluo did not think that Luo Bei could plant his soul. Therefore, he laughed wildly and mocked Luo Bei for being so overestimated.

However, the laughter had not spread yet. Suddenly, a trace of shock had appeared on Motianluo's face. The shock had expanded rapidly, and after a moment, it had occupied Motianluo's entire face.

"No, it's impossible, how is it possible, you are obviously on the same level as me."

Fertianluo screamed, his cheeks twisted, as if he had encountered something extremely scary.

However, this terror lasted for a while. As the light in Luo Bei's eyes became more and more intense, the expression on Motianluo's face began to disappear and eventually became dull.

The light in Luo Bei's eyes finally came to an end, and when the last trace of the afterglow disappeared into the eyes of Motianluo, Luo Bei turned over and fell down.

The feeling of extremely fatigued invaded, Luo Bei breathed out a long time, but couldn't help but smile bitterly, and he had to start accumulating mental aftermath again.

It is indeed impossible for Luo Bei to plant souls, but Luo Bei has not planted souls. What he just now was just the ability of the second level of the system, losing and losing the collected spiritual aftermath back.

This is the first step for those existences in the resurrection space, and it is also an independent step.

In this way, Luobei can simply control a person. Of course, it is just simple to control, and the purpose of planting souls cannot be achieved, but this is enough.

After the breath was calm, Luo Bei slowly stood up. He reached out and pulled up the Ferris Lotus on the ground. At this time, the young man was still in heavy injuries and his eyes were still rebellious, but there was a slight strange red flash in his eyes.

There is still time today, but there are still some things to search in this small world. Although this place was originally just a sealed place and not a treasure house left by ancient strong men, the battlefield at that time when the seal was sealed also left many treasures after the death of the strong men.

After placing the Ferris Luo, Luobei began to search for this small world. When he had surveillance before, he had seen the whole picture of the small world. It didn't take much effort to search again. He knew many places with strong vitality.

Time passed slowly while Luobei was searching for treasures.

In the canyon, many big men were still surrounded, and everyone was very concerned about their expressions. In the past few days, the portal of the small world gradually began to become unstable. These big men were all human spirits. I don’t know that this is a sign that the small world is about to close, that is, the teenagers entering the small world are about to come out.

Zhuang Hai's eyes occasionally met with the bosses of several other sect families in Wangjing. The five of them planned this matter, but they took great danger. It can be said that one step at heaven and one step at hell.

At this moment, as the answer was about to be revealed, the five of them were so nervous that they were dying.

Finally, with a slight swaying, the door began to fall illusion again, and a figure slowly appeared in the illusion door, and then walked out under the gaze of thousands of attention.

When the figure approached everyone, they realized that it was not one figure, but two, one of which was held in the hand of the other.

Zhuang Hai stared at the door like lightning, and suddenly he seemed to feel something. His whole body suddenly trembled, and his body began to tremble, but he still looked at the gradually clear figure in disbelief.

Luo Bei finally walked out of the light gate with Motianluo in his arms. In an instant, five lights flashed in the canyon.

"Tian Nuo?"

"Let go of Tianluo."

"There are others."

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Several voices sounded at the same time, but the five sects and families all knew the whole story of this small world, so when they saw Luo Bei walk out, they rushed over immediately.

"All dead, they were killed by the spies from this demon beast clan. There were no living people except me."
Chapter completed!