Chapter 599: Attached

Half a quarter of an hour later, the majestic middle-aged man fell to the ground weakly, with a hole the size of a fist on his chest.

And beside him, the golden sword, several feet long, was pressed to the ground by a pitch-black bone knife, unable to move at all.

The middle-aged monk looked at his body, his eyes showed a hint of excitement, and he quickly stretched out his right hand and grabbed it in the void.

A whirlpool-like black gas flashed in his palm, and then a figure that shrank countless times flew out from the eyebrows of the majestic middle-aged man and was grabbed in his hand.

"It is worthy of being the soul of the late stage monks of the Killing Pill. It is many times stronger than the souls of those foundation-building monks." The middle-aged monk murmured to himself excitedly, with a flash of light in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

More than twenty blue escape lights flashed around him. The middle-aged monk quickly put away his excited expression, raised his hand and sucked the golden sword into his hand, and sprayed a mouthful of black gas directly on it.

The golden sword instantly dimmed in spirit and let out a powerless whine. The middle-aged monk nodded with satisfaction and threw it into the storage bag.

"Let's go!" The middle-aged monk greeted, and once again set up a black wind, rolling up the surrounding Qingming Guards and soaring into the sky.

Before leaving, he did not forget to throw a black fireball in the direction of the majestic middle-aged man's corpse, burning his body completely.

The black wind whistled away, leaving only a messy forest.

After a while, an arm suddenly emerged from the void.

As the spirit flashed, Lu Yunze, who had returned to its original state, showed up with Liu Yuhan and Yunzhi, and touched his chin and looked at the black wind that was looming in the sky.

"This guy has good magical powers, but it doesn't seem like they can have them. It seems that we've really found the right one this time."

Liu Yu and Han Yunzhi both looked at him blankly, unable to understand what he wanted to do in such a big circle.

"Come with me and let you see the world." Lu Yunze waved his hand without looking back, and a five-colored inspiration flashed with a flash of light, and the two women disappeared again.

On the other hand, the middle-aged monk returned to the top of Qingcui Mountain and tried to calmly encourage everyone, and after announcing the rewards for everyone, he flew straight out of Qingcui Mountain.

Flying out several miles along the secret passage at the foot of the green mountain, the middle-aged monk returned to the long and narrow passage again, and returned to the huge bronze door.

Looking at the bronze gate mixed with many runes in front of him, the middle-aged monk couldn't help but take a deep breath, his eyes changed continuously, and finally turned into a pool of stagnant water again.

He stretched out his hand and pushed open the bronze door.

The blue spiritual baby opened his eyes, looked at him coldly, and couldn't help but sneer.

"What? I just had an attack with someone? Why did he spend so much magic power? Is that person very strong in cultivation?"

The middle-aged monk stepped forward a few steps and nodded expressionlessly.

"That's a late-stage cultivator of the Killing Pill, and his magic weapon is very sharp. I relied on the Netherworld Luotian Formation to kill him."

"Hmph! What a waste!" The green spirit infant snorted coldly in an unkind tone and landed in front of him.

"Grandma, I have taught you so many magical powers, and I personally helped you cleanse the marrow and change the martial arts. As a result, I even asked someone to help me even if I took a late-stage cultivator in Killing Pill? It's so embarrassing!"

The middle-aged monk twitched his eyelids imperceptibly, and he opened his hand with one hand, revealing a golden figure wrapped in black air.

The blue spiritual baby's eyes immediately lit up and he stretched out his hands to get them. But then, the middle-aged monk took them back into his body.

The green spirit baby was stunned, raised his head suddenly, and his eyes instantly turned into blood!

"Boy! What do you want to do?!"

The sound was extremely sharp, as if countless steel needles were inserted directly into his brain.

The middle-aged monk couldn't help but snorted in pain, and two dark red blood flowed out of his nostrils uncontrollably.

"What are you doing? I just want to talk to you about your conditions with grandma."

The middle-aged monk wiped away the blood from his face expressionlessly and said calmly: "The fusion secret technique you gave me should be fake, right?"

Although it was a question, the middle-aged monk's tone was extremely certain.

The originally twisted facial features of the blue spirit infant instantly returned to normal. He looked up and down with a little surprise, and immediately sneered and flew back into the air.

"Yes, it's fake. But there is one thing grandma, I didn't lie to you. I'm not a Nascent Soul. I can't take over the body and practice like a normal Nascent Soul. You must cooperate to truly have a physical body."

"After you and me merge, you are indeed me in you and I are in you. You and me are one, but at that time, my consciousness will most likely be overwhelming and completely occupy your consciousness."

"So? Boy, do you want to turn against me? Or do you want to be a Nascent Soul monk before? Do you want to be a dog for others?"

The blue spiritual baby let out a sharp sneer, and the middle-aged monk's face suddenly became gloomy.

"Boy, my grandma has lived long enough. She's long enough to figure out what people like you are thinking."

"You are taller than the sky and thinner than paper. You are obviously the leader of the immortal cultivation family. After great fortune, you can advance to form pills, but you are always unwilling to give up and think that you should go to the next level."

"But in fact, you are nothing compared to those who are truly amazing."

"And now, the only chance that could change your destiny is right in front of you. Boy, can you let it go?"

The blue spiritual baby was suspended in front of the middle-aged monk, and his blood-red eyes stared straight into his eyes.

"Or you want to bet that your consciousness will not dissipate in fusion, your own will is strong enough to remain intact under my spiritual consciousness."

"If you lose, you will die. I will still take care of your family. If you win, you will soar! Yiyue is called a powerful man with all kinds of numbers in the human world."

"Boy, grandma is not afraid to tell you. When I have physical body, I will practice the secret techniques and techniques in my mind. Then I will not say that I can spread the human world, at least I can get the best of the world!"

"Boy, can you give up?"

The middle-aged monk's eyelids twitched, and his breathing suddenly became heavier.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the green spiritual baby's mouth.

At this moment, a five-colored inspiration suddenly appeared!

A five-colored villain suddenly rushed out from the middle-aged monk's eyebrows and penetrated into the body of the blue spirit baby.

"What!" The green spirit baby was shocked and subconsciously pulled away. At this moment, a lazy and joking voice came from its body.

"You can go to the world as big as the world? You have a physical body, at best, you are a stronger mid-stage Nascent Soul. Is this a tone too big, right?"

"What the hell are you? Get out for grandma right away!" The green spirit baby let out a scream, and his two little hands grabbed the body in horror.

"Tsk! It's a fool who was locked up." As he spoke, a face that shrunk countless times appeared from the center of the blue spiritual infant's eyebrows.

I can’t buy anti-inflammatory drugs because of the epidemic. I have cold medicine at home. I have another bowl of ginger candy water. I hope it will work.
Chapter completed!