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Chapter 142 The Art of Resurrection

The huge body wrapped with many metal mechanical parts was suddenly cut open as easily as tissue paper.

Until she retracted her tongue.

The two halves of the huge body slowly slid down.

A violent explosion sound was made.

Then her tongue poked out again.

Strike like a sharp blade.

Puff, puff, the thin tongue is like an invisible thread sweeping through the darkness,

Either from bottom to top, or from left to right, or stab inward diagonally, or from the front, or chop vertically, or cut horizontally.

Every time he strikes, the force will penetrate his body and break out pieces of flesh.

The long tongue turned into a long whip, ruthlessly harvesting those monsters, whether they were swift blood wolves or tall blood horses.

No monster can get close to her.

That is the origin of Wen Na's superpower and the only fire of life she has left.

It seems like it will go out in the next second.

The originally dim light of the soul immediately grew and burned like a spark falling into a frying pan.

The only remaining fire of the soul has not died out.

The dilapidated and dry spiritual sea is infused with this warm and mellow vitality.

Gather those broken soul fires little by little.

Mo Yu ran the "Spring Breeze Transforms into Rain Technique", mobilizing the vitality in her Dantian and introducing the method of rebirth into her spiritual sea one by one.

This is why Mo Yu is confident that he can save her

Connected with life.

in space.

It has completely disappeared.

And her job is to rekindle this "remaining warmth".

When the soul power mixed with elemental fragments dries up.

Mo Yu sat cross-legged.

Like a candle flame in the wind.

The only power is the death of life.

As long as the soul is still there, there is a possibility of recovery.

Mo Yu's consciousness entered her brain.

In the original work, there are many examples of the spiritual sea being shattered and reawakened.

The spiritual world of this woman named Wen Na was completely silent and dark.

Those dim spiritual fires shimmered like seaweed sinking to the bottom of the water.

Guide the vitality into it and slowly nourish it.

Her spiritual sea has long since disappeared.

The spiritual sea of ​​the supernatural awakener is the complete combination of elemental power and life soul.

Looking at the girl's body that was riddled with oil and dried up.

Broken memories are floating like scattered sparks in the dry and dark sea of ​​broken spirit.

In a sense.

Mo Yu's eyes fell on those floating spiritual lights.

Mo Yu found out his spiritual consciousness.

Because the elemental power of superpowers is essentially the power of the soul.

Like a little ray of light in the setting sun.

In front of her, a thin girl's painful brow relaxed slightly.

Compared to the little boy's violent and boiling spiritual sea.

The power of vitality cultivated in "Spring Breeze Transforms into Rain Technique" is as powerful as spring breeze and crisp rain.

It also looks like devastated ruins after a war.

It also indicates that the other person's life has come to an end.

The weak soul fire is like the residual warmth remaining in the ashes after burning.

Was falling into a deep sleep.

As every trace of vitality is continuously injected into it.

The other side.

Suddenly it was nourished like a dry spring.

Then her consciousness turned into gentle hands to wrap up those spiritual fires.

He drove straight into the depths of her spirit.

All you can see is barren and cracked land.

At this time, these soul fires have become extremely dim.

In the awakening of supernatural powers, there are secondary awakenings.

Although Wen Na's life is full of holes now.

But her soul has not died, and the source of her powers is still there.

This means there is still hope.

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