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Chapter 387 Xia Ya; the opportunity of the East China Sea (1)

The misty space gap is like a burning black flame. It's just that because it's too dark here, it can't be seen with the naked eye. Don Quixote and Rommel can only feel a bit strange.

The fluctuations belonging to the soul world, of course, are a bit dark, and with this strange fluctuation, there are only two people at the same time, this makes the women in Rommel need to rely on other people's instincts to awaken, from pulling Don Quixote

The hand turned into a tight hugging his arm.

Although Rommel can get rid of Don Quixote's eight streets in terms of strength, this is a woman. No matter how powerful or independent she is, she always needs such a place and such a person to rely on.

It is the instinct of seal carving in the genes, and it is based on this that Alsace begged Don Quixote to take care of this seemingly strong woman for him.

Feeling some fear of Rommel, Don Quixote rarely laughed at this woman, but gently patted Rommel's hand. Obviously, this would make the woman feel more secure, because to be honest, he himself

He was also unsure of his understanding of the soul world was limited to the 'official information' conveyed to him by the will of the world. However, he was not very clear about what the real soul world looked like and whether there was any danger on that side.

So the most important thing about daring to go to the soul world with Rommel is that both of them are chosen by the true gods, and they really can't do it and have their own backers.

"Let's go!" After taking a deep breath, under the protection of the spell barrier, Don Quixote grabbed Rommel and stepped into the black gap. Nothing imagined happened. For example, what happened to him.

Monster attacks. Or the world is full of wind, sand and dilapidated. Apart from the silence of death, the surroundings are as dark as the ring base of the Feren World.

Fortunately, the one who accompanied Don Quixote was Ji Shen Rommel. If it were Carlo, the woman would have fainted at this moment, but even Rommel could not help but grab Don with both hands.

Quixote's robe is obviously a quiet place where you can hear your heartbeat. It is indeed very unsettling.

"I understand," suddenly, Don Quixote spoke. His voice broke the silence here, and also scared Rommel. It is hard to imagine that this dignified eternal knight king was like a little girl being buried in the hall.

Quixote was shocked.

"The Sun God is here, can you take a breath before you speak next time?" Obviously, Rommel herself felt a little embarrassed. She is the King of Eternal Knights, but the same is true. She is also exonerating herself, she is the Eternal Knight.

Before the king, she was still a woman, so she should be afraid of the darkness, so she grabbed Don Quixote's robe even harder, while looking around in anger, "What do you know?"

"The Soul Realm is the shadow of Feilun, so what is the Soul Realm like under the same coordinates will become like what the Soul Realm will be like. If the ring base lamp of the Felun World was on when I came in just now, then the Soul

The lights in the world should also be on."

"......, then you stingy bastard, won't you turn on the lights?"

Don Quixote shook his head, "We can only influence the soul world through the world of Feren, and not the other way around, just as you can change your shadow by changing yourself, but you can't change yourself by changing your shadow, but the soul world

Inherited from the world of Feren, there are naturally basic elements. Therefore, as soon as the words were finished, a huge fireball condensed on the heads of Don Quixote and Rommel, illuminating the entire soul world."

However, what the two people did not expect was that when the fireball lit up, everything in front of them could not help but shocked them, even if one was the Eternal Knight King and the other was the Mage of the Domain, it was not how this scene was.

Beautiful, but weird. The fireball that should be orange-red itself has turned into pure black at this moment, and the light emitted by the fireball burning also turned into black light.

Under the black flames, Don Quixote and Rommel also changed strangely. They should have been black, but their dark blue hair seemed to absorb the black light and turned into silver white, even a little bright and dazzling.

On the contrary, Don Quixote's white robe, which should have been light tones, became extremely black. In short, some of the world seemed to have been turned upside down. The brighter it was, the darker it was, and the darker it was.

The brighter it is, if it must be described in words, Don Quixote is willing to compare it to the world presented as a film of the Earth's old-fashioned camera.

"What a strange world," because of the rules of the world, Rommel's eyes looked particularly bright, and because of fair skin, Don Quixote could only see her two eyes and above her eyes

After spitting a few times, Rommel asked, "What should we do next?"

After looking at the surrounding environment, Don Quixote also returned to calm from his initial surprise. After all, he had seen strong winds and waves. This strange scenery felt a little strange when he first saw it, "According to me

The information in my mind records that the self-soul will only stay in its death position, and because of the constraints of the world, they can only float in the place of death and its vicinity." Speaking of this, Don Quixote's head couldn't help but appear

The figure of the Earth-bound Spirit.

"Boy," Chara, who had been silent for a long time, had not disturbed Don Quixote and Rommel's flirting. The East China Sea suddenly appeared like a light bulb, and what surprised Don Quixote was the voice of this old guy.

There was a hint of excitement.

"What's wrong, senior?"

Although Don Quixote was secretly communicating with Charia and the East China Sea at this moment, it did not delay him from doing anything else, such as gently carrying Rommel, and then holding a fireball to follow the location of the Six Ring Base in memory, like

The Earth's superhuman posture was shuttled through this shadow world, obviously planning to go to the place where Rommel self-sectioned.

And the reason why he wants to use it with one mind is that every minute and every second he needs to consume spiritual energy to maintain that spell. This is the truth of the last spell. There is not enough spiritual energy. As a human being,

I can't stay in this space for a long time. Fortunately, Don Quixote has a spirit gathering array. Otherwise, maybe this is really a way out of no return, and I can't come back if I go in. And, Don Quixote

I'm not sure if staying in the soul world for a long time will have any impact on the human body. After all, the air these two people breathe at this moment is to use Don Quixote's last talented spell to turn the 'air' of the soul world.

Converted.

"Do you remember the contract between us back then?"

"Contract?" Rommel, who was silent on his back and even a little depressed, rushed out of the base and came outside the soul world, which was different from what he thought. The night sky of the soul world was not dark.

, on the contrary, it is somewhat similar to the dawn of the Feren World, with the stars radiating black light all over the sky, and a black moon illuminating the entire night sky a little gray, but it looks a unique flavor, "The goddess Mithra is here, can it be said

Senior, have you found your own opportunity?"

"That's right," Xia Ya, who was far away in the endless wasteland, waved and slapped the city wall excitedly, "If I feel right, this world should be my opportunity!"

"Don," Rommel, who looked up at the stars in the sky and determined his position. He lay on Don Quixote's not big but warm back, stretched out his hand and pointed it in a direction.

She was a little depressed when she went up. Obviously, the reason why she was depressed was to meet her child. Although it might not be true, during this process, her mentality must be a little depressed, and even at a loss, "I kept on going to the point of view."

Beifei, right near the Moon Sea, lend me your back, I want to take a break."

"Okay," Don Quixote nodded, hugging Rommel's calves with both hands, one left and one right, a bit like Zhu Bajie's move of carrying his wife, and then he flew in that direction with a speed increase, without any extra

Language comfort is because he is very clear that all knots related to death need to be seen by people themselves, and outsiders' words have almost no effect.

However, Rommel, who seemed to be sleeping on Don Quixote's back, made Don Quixote not need to be distracted, but focused on discussing with Charia Donghai, which was very much more than comforting this.

A pervert, a woman who wants to reform herself now is more important than Xia Ya.

After all, this former world's strongest man, now Ferren is the most cautious and able to recover his strength, then it would be a good thing for Don Quixote. At that time, Chara Donghai.

You can use your own power at will without worrying about being discovered by the Sun God, instead of using a little bit of power, you need Don Quixote's cover like now.

“Does this world have the energy you need?”

"Will that be there?" Xia Ya, who had a stable heart, returned to calm in just a few breaths, and his tone became lazy again. It can also be seen from this that the prehistoric world emphasized the importance of cultivating the mind.

Otherwise, if a strong man from the Feren world encountered this situation, he would be very likely to do something that would lose his mind because he was too excited. "If this world has vitality, both me and Buddha can definitely give up Fei.

The true god of Lun World cried and ran back to his dojo... Well, it's the world, and I never dared to come out again! Of course, except for your Lord Osilis, the woman of your friend is mine...a friend."

“….”

"Haha, just kidding, just kidding, don't tell your Lord Osilis," through the mirror of the sky, Don Quixote could hear the creaking caused by Charia's stretching in the East China Sea.

The sound of bone friction, this guy will only do this when he is in a particularly good mood. "In fact, I had found an opportunity a long time ago, but I gave up. I think you guessed it too."

"The Underworld?" After thinking for a while, Don Quixote guessed that because the only thing he and his colleagues in the East China Sea had experienced was the underworld.

"Well," Xia Ya Donghai nodded, "I can walk very few ways nowadays. There is only one way that I know and conforms to my nature. This road is called the prehistoric world.

For 'Scattered Immortal'."

"The so-called 'sanxian'," explained Xia Ya Donghai, who knew that Don Quixote did not understand the ancient Chinese, "It is because of various reasons, such as I lost ** like me, and only my soul is left.

The path that the person with ability can choose, and put his soul on his natal magic weapon, such as my Mirror of the Sky, and through continuous cultivation and strengthening himself, the soul alone can be proud of a kind of ability in the world."

"Lich or..."

"Some are similar, but some are different. Sanxian has his own body, but is simply condensed directly with spiritual energy. As long as the natal magic weapon is not broken, any damage suffered by the external body can be restored.

But we can't stay away from our own life case like a lich. In general, each has its own merits."

"There are two things that need to become a scattered immortal, either endless souls or vital energy. There is no need to mention vital energy. If you want to rely solely on your soul, you need to be too much to imagine. If I really kill the city and destroy it, I will die.

If the country kills people, I am afraid that the sanxian will be killed by the true god before he can achieve it. As for the underworld, although there are countless souls, it is an independent world of the god of death. I might as well go to Apollo and commit suicide if I practice there.

You are her voter, and she will never let me go." (To be continued...)

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