Into the mind of the imitator, it seems that the pain of breaking the muscles and bones is not as severe as it could be. Amid the roar, the imitator's lifeless eyes suddenly appear with bursts of bloodthirsty red light, and then the imitator's half

The transparent figure began to tremble crazily, and the originally soft light and shadow gradually dimmed, then returned to normal in the blink of an eye, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Hmph! With this little ability, you want me to die, but you are still far behind! I will make good use of your body, and then you can also take the opportunity to go to the fairy world." The imitator's slightly blurry face suddenly

The painting style changed, and he made an extremely vicious voice, saying: "If you are still stubborn and stubbornly resisting, after I completely take control of this body, I will definitely separate your remaining soul and torture it every day, so that you can live in hell forever.

Such torture!!"

The next moment, something happened that dumbfounded the imitator. The wall of fire that had been pierced by fine needles instantly returned to its original shape and crashed towards him. Although he had practiced to the stage of transcending tribulation, if he looked at the soul

In terms of solidity and mental strength, the boy's soul was actually stronger than his own, and the gap between the two was by no means a tiny bit. The imitator found that although each attack could bite off a trace of the opponent's spiritual consciousness,

However, it did not cause any substantial harm to him, but his soul dimmed directly due to his death.

"Your threats mean nothing to me! You can keep these methods for yourself,"

Zhang Lingyun has never seen such a shameless person. He talks about seizing the body as if he is thinking about you. He also brazenly wants to give away the opportunity for him to go to the fairy world. He also wants to be grateful to him. The grandson is afraid that he will regard himself as a third person.

You can't beat the crap out of it!

The imitator watched as Zhang Lingyun's attack continued to attack him after a brief pause, "Whether it's useful or not is not what you say, it depends on whether you can hold on until the end!"

The imitator didn't say anything but just let out a cold snort. He waved his hand and released more concentrated soul power, transforming into hundreds of fine needles and running towards Zhang Lingyun. The normal attack of the fine needles would not consume the imitator's soul.

As long as the fine needle still exists in this space, even if it is broken, the power of the soul will not be destroyed. It can be said that the cycle continues endlessly.

Although the imitator sounded domineering, at the moment when he launched the fine needle attack, he still cleverly avoided the oncoming wall of fire and went straight towards Zhang Lingyun to attack. However, the imitator was about to face a huge attack surface.

When the wall of fire erupted, the figure suddenly disappeared.

Although this place is the territory of the imitator, Zhang Lingyun has been able to mobilize the endless reserves of spiritual power in his consciousness after the lightning attack just now. Just now, Zhang Lingyun made a dangerous move and directly drained the violent spirit in his body.

All the energy was directed into the sea of ​​consciousness, and the violent energy with the power of thunder and lightning suddenly became quiet the moment it entered the sea of ​​consciousness, like a little ant standing in front of an elephant.

Zhang Lingyun couldn't help but sigh again at the magic of the sea of ​​consciousness. That small world like a galaxy supports all his expectations and future, and no one has to worry about it. If the imitators want to fight a war of attrition with him, he can completely destroy it.

This guy is exhausted!

"You shouldn't only know this way of attacking, right? That would be too tragic!"

Zhang Lingyun raised his hand to draw an amulet in the void and attached it to himself. Layers of protective barriers wrapped him airtight. "Ping ping ping ping pong..." The overwhelming thin needles made a clear and sweet sound when they met the protective barrier. Unfortunately,

The imitator's soul power was too weak, and it took dozens of fine needles to successfully break the protective barrier. The other fine needles broke off and fell into nothing.

When the dust of all the fine needle attacks had settled, Zhang Lingyun still had two layers of protective barriers in front of him. He couldn't help rolling his eyes arrogantly and shouting into the air, "Hey, are there any other tricks we can use together?"

Bar!"

The imitator seemed to have realized the strangeness of the problem, and his eyes suddenly became fierce. He ignored the protective barrier that still existed around Zhang Lingyun, sneaked up near him, and suddenly jumped up. This time, his speed was three minutes faster than before.

In the blink of an eye, it fell from the sky and hit Zhang Lingyun. Just when the two came into contact, it suddenly threw Zhang Lingyun down, opened its big mouth and bit his shoulder, directly tearing off a large piece of flesh and blood.

"You piece of trash, you're dead!"

The severe pain from the depths of his soul came again, and Zhang Lingyun didn't know how to endure it. He only felt that his incarnation of the soul would fall apart at any time. The severe pain made Zhang Lingyun's consciousness begin to blur, and he could not even control the incarnation of his soul to fight back.

They are all somewhat powerless.

Seeing the imitator pressing down on Zhang Lingyun and biting him again, Zhang Lingyun, who had no time to react, became heartbroken and imitated the imitator's cruelty, suddenly opened his mouth and bit the imitator's neck.

"You are a dog!" The imitator actually disdained this method of seizing other people's souls. If the energy in his body was not too weak, he would never have used such a primitive and crude method. The imitator punched Zhang Lingyun in the temple.

, but the other party seemed to feel no pain and showed no signs of letting go.

Different from the imitator's biting method, the moment Zhang Lingyun came into contact with the opponent, the unusually quiet and peaceful sea of ​​​​stars in the depths of his sea of ​​​​consciousness suddenly changed suddenly. Numerous spiritual power balls were wrapped in spiritual power and pupae emerged.

A huge wave tens of meters high was set off and raged wildly. The huge spiritual power overflowed from Zhang Lingyun's body and turned into spiritual power. Layers upon layers instantly enveloped the imitator's broken light and shadow.

"How could there be...the aura of God?" The imitator's almost crazy eyes showed a trace of clarity and fear. Now he no longer cares about whether he can eat the meat in his mouth. The imitator is struggling with all his strength to escape from the spirit released by Zhang Lingyun.

Imprisoned by force.

"Buzz~," the confused Zhang Lingyun's mental energy exuded an extremely terrifying aura, "No...," The sudden change made the imitator feel the long-lost fear and shock, and the whole body trembled and even screamed.

At this time, the spiritual power released by Zhang Lingyun suddenly became so violent that it formed layers of pale golden vortex. The imitator felt that his soul was hit by an impact as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold. He reacted instantly, and the energy vortex actually

It is to crush and devour one's own soul.

If the soul of a living person is forcibly stripped away, and then the soul is sealed in a small object using secret methods, and then refined and nourished with different secret methods, the living person will become a person driven by others.

The walking corpse is more cruel and vicious than direct murder. Watching his soul become someone else's puppet, the despair is definitely more devastating than being tortured to death. The imitator tried to devour Zhang Lingyun's soul and seize his body.

If he cannot control his natural bloodline, he will definitely not let Zhang Lingyun go easily. The poison in his heart is evident.

"Bang!" The mental power released by Zhang Lingyun became more and more domineering, attacking the imitator's soul like a savage beast. The imitator only felt that the roaring sound in his head continued, and the thin defense outside the soul seemed to be shattered at any time.

, but at this moment, all the power in the imitator's body seemed to be imprisoned by Zhang Lingyun's mental power and unable to resist. He felt as if his soul was being roasted on a fire, the feeling of despair of standing on a cliff.

flooded my mind.

"Ah...," the imitator let out a heart-rending roar and felt a light golden light suddenly appear in his sea of ​​consciousness. The imitator thought that with the laws of heaven and earth he had comprehended, he could sweep everything in the mortal world.

Immortal cultivators did not expect that Zhang Lingyun's spiritual power contained a powerful divine aura, which in disguise enhanced the spiritual power he released.

Two completely different forces collided in the sea of ​​​​consciousness. The protective shield that the imitator had just built was instantly defeated. The one-sided situation was not suspense at all. The pale golden light instantly swept across the entire sea of ​​​​consciousness of the imitator.

, not even the corners are spared, the roaring sound fills the imitator's body and mind, giving it a feeling of being torn apart.

In just a few breaths, the imitator's sea of ​​consciousness calmed down, and the pale golden light still tightly wrapped the imitator's dilapidated light and shadow. Under the pull of the layers of whirlpools, the imitator's soul was extracted and submerged.

Zhang Lingyun, who was almost fainting and unconscious, was slowly swallowed and absorbed by the sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhang Lingyun's soul became more solid and thick, even 30% stronger than before, while the anti-imitator's soul was still the size of a child. He knew that he was in a big trap this time, and he didn't know when he would be caught by Chen.

It is completely absorbed.

As the consciousness gradually dissipated, the imitator felt that the power of his own soul was getting weaker and weaker, but the power of the other party's soul did not increase significantly as expected. In fact, from the very beginning, he felt that the power of the other party's soul contained something.

Extremely terrifying power, but still lucky enough to think that he has found a treasure. Sure enough, it was greed that caused the trouble!

"I'm really... unwilling to give in!" The imitator's heart longed for the thing most, and the world didn't even give him a chance to touch it. The young man in front of him permanently deprived him of the right to live.

There was a wry smile on the imitator's lips. He never thought in his wildest dreams that he would die in such a depressing way. It was a pity that he had lived by scheming others all his life, and in the end he was cheated by someone pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

The doll swallowed the soul and died tragically!

Zhang Lingyun, who had absorbed all the imitator's soul, was still in a coma. The mental energy released from his whole body was as dazzling as the sun. As Zhang Lingyun's body was rising, it slowly illuminated the dark space.

Trying to collect this ownerless fragment of the laws of heaven and earth into the sea of ​​consciousness.
Chapter completed!