Seeing the plasma that was rapidly pursuing his mental power, Wang Luo couldn't help but swore, and his mental power came out in full force, trying his best to resist. However, the plasma not only did not fade away, but instead became stronger and more ferocious.
At this moment, Wang Luo was like a weak little girl, and the blood transformed into a fierce pervert. At this moment, the fierce pervert was tearing the little girl's clothes quickly, and it was possible to tear the hot and hard penis at any time.
Poke it inside the little girl.
"Wang Luo, cut off the mental power!"
Naturally, he sensed something was wrong. Seeing that the situation was very critical and Wang Luo was about to be exploded, Bell immediately shouted, with a hint of anxiety in his voice. His pretentious elegance disappeared instantly.
The ruthless little girl stabbed her private parts with her hands. She would rather break her virginity than let the ferocious pervert experience the feeling of losing her virginity again. However, this method is indeed cruel, and the pain can actually be endured by most people.
Wang Luo's situation is even more miserable than that of Little Meimei. If he is not ruthless enough, it will not be as simple as being exposed, but his life may be ended directly, and he does not want to die.
Hearing Bell's anxious voice, Wang Luo didn't hesitate at all. With a thought, he instantly cut off all connections with that spiritual power, and the remaining spiritual power withdrew into the sea of spirits with a whoosh.
In front of the gate of Tianxuan Academy, Wang Luo stood upright like a benchmark. His body trembled violently, his handsome face was twisted strangely, and a trace of blood slipped silently from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably.
Turning over his hands, he took out a large handful of pills and stuffed them all into his mouth. Wang Luo looked ferocious, with a trace of fear in his eyes. Then he thought of Bell, and his attention immediately turned to the Blood Soul Banner.
"How did you provoke this ghost?!"
In the blood soul flag, Bell, who was dressed in white, trembled slightly under the surprised gazes of Bert and Fat Pig Erhun, his milky white clothes rippled, and he spoke to the void in displeasure.
"Have you seen this damn thing? Are you okay?"
As soon as Bell finished speaking, Wang Luo's surprised voice reminded him of the Blood Soul Banner. From Bell's words, it was obvious that Bell knew about the existence of this ghost and seemed to have suffered a loss.
But after thinking about it for a moment, Bell realized that this thing was normal. He was an old monster who had lived for who knows how many years. There were some secrets in the Fallen City that he didn't know.
"You have good endurance, kid. You just cut off your mental power, and it took you a while to come back to your senses!"
Hearing Wang Luo's calm words, a trace of surprise flashed across Bell's eyes. The pain of cutting off one's mental power was not something that ordinary people could bear, and if it was severe, it could turn him into an idiot.
Naturally, Wang Luo was in pain, but Wang Luo could be said to have quite a lot of experience in cutting off his own mental power. And although this time he used his mental power as a guide, most of the mental power was still provided by Bell.
But his injuries were lighter than those of Bell.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Bert, who was listening to the conversation between the two, felt nonsensical for a while. After looking at each other with the fat pig lying there tiredly, he asked in confusion.
"Wang Luo, do you want to know what the hell that thing is? I heard from Bert that you have the elixir to restore the soul. If you can satisfy me, I can tell that ghost thing what it is. This is
It’s related to Qilu!”
After hearing Bert's words, Bell straightened his clothes and regained his elegant look. He said calmly that although he was injured more seriously than Wang Luo, he also had more experience than Wang Luo.
No matter how rich it is, you won't care about this little injury.
In this way, cutting off mental power, which is very uncomfortable and painful for other people, did not cause the slightest abnormality in one person or one ghost, and it was very peaceful.
Wang Luo, who was slowly recovering from his pain, rolled his eyes speechlessly when he heard Bell's words. This girl really knew how to seize the opportunity and actually came to blackmail him at this time.
However, seeing that he didn't directly help her for the reason just now, Wang Luodao didn't mind being generous. After all, he was a fellow countryman, and besides, he was partly responsible for the injury.
A fiery red fruit, crystal clear, filled with fragrance, the size of a fist, with a small opening on it, and a trace of jam overflowing, suddenly appeared in the Blood Soul Banner. The three ghosts inside were suddenly startled and looked at it at the same time.
"Blood Soul Fruit!"
Reaching out to intercept the grunting little fat pig as it flew away, Burt sounded with a slightly surprised voice. He had always heard Wang Luo say that he had the elixir to restore the soul, but he didn't expect it to be the Blood Soul Fruit.
"Haha, this is not an ordinary blood soul fruit, this is at least the blood soul fruit from the ten thousand year blood soul tree!"
"Ten thousand years!"
Hearing Bell's explanation, Bert was really shocked. The blood soul tree blooms every thousand years and bears fruit every thousand years. The older the blood soul tree, the more powerful the blood soul fruit it bears.
The blood soul fruit on the tree would make even the gods moved.
"Sure enough, you have good eyesight! This Blood Soul Fruit should be enough for you to tell what the hell it is!"
Unexpectedly, Bell could recognize the Blood Soul Fruit from the Ten Thousand Years Blood Soul Tree at a glance. Wang Luo was also slightly shocked, but he had nothing to feel bad about. As long as he was given enough energy, the Blood Soul Fruit would cost him as much as he wanted.
As many as there are.
"Well, not bad, it's a good thing!"
With a wave of his hand, the Blood Soul Fruit automatically fell into Bell's hand. Looking at the grunting fat pig and the excited Bert, Bell flicked his fingers and shot two pieces of fruit juice, one large and one small.
Two souls in the body.
A faint red mist overflowed from Bert and Fatty Pig. Fatty Pig snorted happily, then lay down on the ground and began to refine the medicine. Bert glanced at Bell gratefully, and also sat cross-legged in the void, and began
Practice.
"All of this was arranged by Qi Lu, but it involves a secret that you can't know yet. Unless your strength reaches the God Emperor, or a higher level, you won't know this secret at all!"
"You just need to practice hard now, and you don't need to think too much about other things. The blood flowing underground and the Tathagata Buddha statue are not things you can touch. When you reach the level of strength, I will naturally
Tell you everything!”
Without giving Wang Luo a chance to ask, after speaking, Bell took part of the Blood Soul Fruit and directly entered the cultivation state. No matter how Wang Luo called, he stopped talking to Wang Luo.
"What the hell, it's just to tease Brother's appetite. I thought that Fat Pig and Bert would tell me some big secrets, so I just talked nonsense and wasted Brother's Blood Soul Fruit!"
Looking speechlessly at Bell practicing in the Blood Soul Banner, Wang Luo rolled his eyes and muttered in his heart.