8510. Chapter 8510 There is actually a weapon spirit
Zhuo Yifan polished his staff with a strange light in his eyes.
Ba Feng sneered and said: "If you want to use the power of mind to communicate, stop dreaming. Almost everyone who got the staff has done this before."
Zhuo Yifan frowned and said, "Can't you be quieter?"
Ba Feng sneered.
Zhuo Yifan's spiritual power gradually approached the staff, as if a pair of warm hands were gently stroking the staff. Feeling the patterns on it, his mind felt peaceful.
The spiritual power slowly entered the staff, just like water droplets entering the desert, without causing any changes.
Zhuo Yifan frowned slightly, a little surprised.
This staff does not exclude the entry of one's own power, but it is limited to this and has no special changes.
The feeling of recognizing the owner of any magic weapon is almost the same, that is, the connection between the soul and the soul.
They can communicate with each other through thoughts.
This was the first time for someone like Zhuo Yifan who was able to interact and establish a connection with the staff without showing any sign of recognizing its owner.
Ba Cheng and others looked at Zhuo Yifan nervously.
Seeing Zhuo Yifan frowning, they felt relieved.
If this super artifact is really claimed by Zhuo Yifan, a human race, it will undoubtedly be a irony for the Overlord clan.
And people have a strange mentality, that is, they don’t want others to do what they can’t get or what they can’t do.
Ba Feng sneered and said: "How about it, Yuan Yuan, just give up! Ba Cheng, quickly take back the treasure of the clan and let me fuse it. You will be the biggest contributors to my Ba clan. In the future, you will dominate the world. You will also be the elders."
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Bacheng frowned and said somewhat unbearably: "Brother, please stop dreaming. This is impossible."
"What's impossible? Haven't you seen the communication between me and the Soul-Eating Staff? It likes me, accepts me, and wants to merge with me. Why are you so stupid to let the treasure fall into the hands of outsiders?"
Ba Feng is angry and cannot be repaired: "Listen to my order, everyone will take action immediately, kill Yuan Yuan, and get the treasure back."
"Brother, wake up!" Bacheng finally couldn't bear it anymore and said with tears streaming down his face: "Why don't you look at your body?"
"My body? Haha, I did suffer some damage, but it's nothing. I will recover quickly, as long as I... how is this possible, what about my body?"
When Ba Feng spoke, he subconsciously looked at his body.
At this sight, he was like a lightning strike, and he screamed loudly, and waves of panic hit him.
I saw that except for one of my heads, which was still intact, it was broken into two halves from the chest and abdomen down.
The blood was flowing freely, and the intestines and other internal organs were exposed, which was terrible to see.
If it were a human race, such injuries would have killed him long ago.
The Overlords are gifted with extraordinary talents and are as strong as a magic weapon, which has allowed them to sustain themselves until now.
He pulled his hair desperately and said frantically: "What's going on? How did I become like this? It must be the monster Yuan Yuan who did it, right? Ba Cheng, kill him quickly and avenge your elder brother!"
"Brother Yuan didn't do it." Ba Xian sneered: "You are really crazy. You have completely forgotten everything you have ever done."
"Isn't it made by Yuan Yuan?" Ba Feng was shocked and asked doubtfully: "Who did it?"
"Brother, you did it yourself. You used the soul-eating staff to blast your body to pieces. We couldn't stop it at all. You also wanted to kill us all. If it weren't for Yuan Yuan, we would all be dead."
Bacheng said unbearably.
Many of the Overlord warriors also had strange looks on their faces.
"I...did it myself? This is impossible."
The domineering wind slumped.
At this moment, he was not only confused, but also fearful.
This was not a fear of his own imminent death, but a fear of Zhuo Yifan's abilities.
It is simply terrifying that a spiritual master who is in the realm of soul-watching can be controlled by others.
How on earth did he do it?
Zhuo Yifan had no time to pay attention to a useless person at this moment.
All his attention was on the Soul-Eating Staff.
Increased the transmission of divine power, but still no movement.
The Soul-Eating Staff is indeed made from [Kong]'s corpse. The internal space seems to be infinite, and it can accommodate no matter how much psychic power is exerted.
Zhuo Yifan did not dare to continue.
In just this moment, he had sent half of his spiritual power into it, but the staff still did not change.
According to Zhuo Yifan's understanding, if this thing recognizes its owner, the dust on its eyes will change.
Mud, this guy is too cool!
Zhuo Yifan became angry, slapped the staff suddenly, and cursed: "If you dare to pretend to be dead again, believe it or not, I will slap you to death."
In his palm, a flame suddenly rose.
This is Zhuo Yifan using his own natal fire, which is more powerful than the true fire of Samadhi.
Although Zhuo Yifan has not yet transcended the tribulation and ascended, he has a special physique and is a perfect body.
At this moment, the fire of life is unleashed, which can burn down all souls.
This was also an unconscious move made by Zhuo Yifan when he was angry.
I don't really want to burn the Soul-Eating Staff.
Besides, with the strength of the Soul-Eating Staff, almost nothing in the world can destroy it.
But something he didn't expect happened.
The moment the flames emerged, the Soul-Eating Staff emitted a strange wave, trembling violently, as if it wanted to escape Zhuo Yifan's grasp.
Zhuo Yifan's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he laughed loudly and said: "Hahaha, it turns out you really exist. If you don't want to die, just be honest."
"Zhuo Yifan, you devil, you have finally appeared. I have been waiting for you for a long, long time. You killed me and refined me into a weapon spirit, making me suffer a lot. I hate you."
The sound transmission from the soul of this weapon spirit came, and Zhuo Yifan was stunned immediately.
He thought of a thousand possibilities, but never thought of such a possibility.
Damn it, this weapon spirit actually knows me.
Moreover, it was also revealed that this staff was actually refined by himself.
Hey, no, isn't it said that the soul-eating staff was refined by the ancestral god Nuwa?
How come you made it yourself?
Moreover, after killing the [Sky Devouring Beast], when did you have such a powerful power?
At this moment, Zhuo Yifan was extremely shocked.
But he pretended to be fierce and said in a cold voice: "Stop talking nonsense. If you don't obey, I will kill you immediately."
"Zhuo Yifan, you are so powerful, you have discovered even a trace of my remnant soul. I have been cultivating myself for thousands of years, and I have just recovered, and you appear. You are really my destined disaster star.
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Zhuo Yifan pretended to be profound and said: "Who told you to be impatient and want to recover? Let me just say that although my divine formation is powerful, it is only an inducement. How can a mind in the state of soul-watching be let go?"
The divine master has become so crazy. It turns out that it is you who is causing trouble. You want to absorb his soul and consciousness to increase your own."
"So what, he volunteered voluntarily, I just fulfilled him."
"Not only that, you also want to turn him into a puppet to help you dominate the world." Zhuo Yifan pointed out the evil thoughts of the weapon spirit with a smile.