At the same time, he also felt something leaving him.

It was at this moment that he seemed to see his life.

And the next second, he realized that he was about to enter the underworld of hell.

But at the same time, a warm force instantly enveloped him.

The pain disappeared.

He looked up again and met Ling Luoyu's gaze.

The moment I saw her, the spiritual realm seemed to have seen the savior, grabbed the last straw, and couldn't help crying.

With Ling Luoyu's intervention, the spirit of the weapon was very unwilling to throw away the spiritual realm.

The spiritual realm rolled away and got up in a very embarrassing way.

But the moment he got up, his movements suddenly froze.

The hanging hair fell on the back of his hands, causing his heart to tremble suddenly.

Subconsciously, grab your hair.

"My...my hair?"

The originally black hair turned gray and white at this time.

And at this moment, he also saw his hand.

The originally distinctive joints and slender and powerful fingers turned into hunchbacked, like chicken claws.

And his skin was covered with wrinkles.

It was like... at this moment, he was aged several decades.

"No, no, impossible..."

The Spirit Realm looked at his hand in disbelief and stroked his cheek.

The feeling of gully from his hands made him realize that everything was true.

It was in this blink of an eye that he had grown dozens of years older.

Now he has gray hair and a gully face, and he looks like an octogenarian.

For a moment, endless sense of despair filled his heart.

Now he should be young and sunny.

But what about now?

I am old in the evening.

It won't take long to die.

Thinking of his life, he came to the end so miserably, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

It was the first time Ling Luoyu saw such a scene, and for a moment, he was at a loss.

After a long time, his eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at the spirit of the weapon thoughtfully.

"You, are you absorbing their lives?"

But the spirit of the artifact looked at her with disregarded eyes: "No matter what I have made or what I eat, is there any special meaning to you?"

"Of course there is!" Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes evilly: "If you eat their flesh, bones and blood, then even if you kill you, everything will be useless..."

Because she had no way or ability to use her flesh and blood to restore the person.

"But, the vitality is different!"

Life force is vague and ethereal, and it seems the most difficult to control.

But for them, things that are difficult to control, the spirit of the instrument will definitely be difficult to control and absorb for a while.

The vitality of these people should still be in this guy's body now.

Therefore, theoretically speaking, as long as you kill the spirit of the weapon, you can return your life to the spiritual realm.

The spirit of the weapon also heard Ling Luoyu’s meaning and immediately laughed: “Sometimes, it’s important to dare to think, but... whether you can do it depends on your methods!”

"It should be my method!"

Feng Chenglin's roar suddenly came from behind.

The beast-shaped power burst out.

Now, what are you talking about with this guy?

Anyway, their plan did not succeed, and the spirit of the artifact was discovered.

Then a concise word -

Dry!!

Fuck this guy!

Anyway, in some terms, his power completely suppresses the spirit of the instrument, so he will be exhausted to the end.

Look at them, who can consume whom!!
Chapter completed!