The black spear seemed to be eating away at its vitality like a greedy beast, and black lines continued to spread along the blood vessels of its body towards its head!
The Time Soul looked like a patient suffering from an incurable disease. It let out a painful cry and rolled its whole body crazily on the ground, but it still could not prevent the black substance from spreading to its head.
It kept digging at the ground with its fingers, and seemed to feel nothing until it was dripping with blood. The resentful look on its face also turned into a look of pain as it was being tortured.
"Do you really think that I can't do anything to you in this body?"
Shentu walked over gently and looked at the Time Soul rolling and struggling on the ground. There was no trace of pity in his eyes. On the contrary, he seemed extremely calm, as if he was just looking at a perfectly normal picture.
All the muscles in the body seemed to be twisted together. Wherever the black substance went, the Time Soul felt as if it was being eaten by thousands of ants and was unbearable. In addition, its own existence seemed to be slowly erased.
This feeling is like lying alone in an ant pile and unable to do anything. You can only watch the black ants eating away your flesh and blood bit by bit.
Not even the bones are left!
The black spear had completely disappeared, and the pitch-black substance had gradually spread to the Time Soul's body. It began to be unable to move, with only the corners of its mouth still twitching.
"Let me go, okay? Just let me live this time, okay?"
Watching the clear tears falling drop by drop from the corners of the Time Soul's eyes, its expression has turned into one of extreme fear of death!
That pitiful posture coupled with Wanwan's stunning face may make anyone feel compassionate after seeing her. Yes, being killed like this, and dying in extreme pain, must be unacceptable to anyone...
The solemn look in Shentu's eyes was no longer there. He sighed softly and said:
"Sorry, Time Soul, if you exist then this ability cannot really belong to the monks, so your consciousness must be erased..."
Shentu unexpectedly began to explain, which could only mean one thing, that is, even if he was as cold as ice, he could not bear it at the moment.
In other words, the time soul's intelligence at the moment is only equivalent to that of a child of a few years old. It could have been living a carefree life, but unfortunately it encountered such a thing.
Its anger, its resentment, the appearance of these things seemed so reasonable. From the beginning to the end, Shentu never denied that it was in the position of a victim.
But this does not mean that Shentu will be merciful to a victim. Yes, no matter you are a victim or something, you are just an individual. And how can this individual compare with a meritorious deed?
This is a truth that remains unchanged for thousands of years. Compared with all bones being withered, the cost of erasing a time soul is much smaller.
There is no right or wrong in this matter. It is just a process that must be experienced. To do big things, you must make sacrifices. Whether you say this sacrifice is right or wrong actually has its own reason. At this moment
It seems so feeble to argue about what is right or wrong.
Looking at the time soul's pleading look, Shentu didn't make any move. He just watched it calmly, watching its life come to the last moment.
But at this time, a sudden shock broke the "peace" here.
Shentu's eyes narrowed, and sure enough, people's calculations are not as good as God's calculations after all!
The Time Soul seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw at this moment. In the blink of an eye, it only saw a golden light rising into the sky, and disappeared in this space in an instant!
At the same time, the black substance on Wanwan's body receded like the tide, as if it had lost its support.
Shentu looked at the place where the golden light disappeared and smiled helplessly at Wanwan.
"It seems that God doesn't want to let you pass so easily."
He leaned down and looked at the unconscious Wanwan. The latter was covered in blood, but she was still breathing weakly. Her messy hair covered her beautiful face. This battle was for her.
It is indeed a waste of money!
"Your friends smashed the magic circle at the last moment that was supposed to restrain the time soul and prevent it from escaping. Now it has escaped into the void. Even I don't have the ability to catch it back."
"After this battle, the time soul will not be able to recover for at least fifty years. You also have a period of relaxation. Whether you can survive depends on whether you are strong or weak in the future."
He slowly stood up. The magic circle consisted of two layers. One layer was used to prevent the body from escaping, that is, to prevent the time soul from escaping directly with Wanwan's body. The other layer was to prevent strange things like the time soul from escaping.
A binding formation created by living beings.
While the binding array has special effects, it also determines its own fragility. It was originally protected by an outer layer of defense, but it was shattered by the indiscriminate attack of the Demonic Space Soul, causing the Time Soul to escape.
It has to be said that everything happened so cleverly, and if it only takes three more seconds, the time soul will be completely wiped out.
Of course, this does not mean that all previous efforts have been wasted. At least it has bought Wanwan fifty years of time. Without this battle, Wanwan's body would have changed hands within two years.
The goal of Shentu turned out to be just Wanwan, so there was no point in staying. This Hundred Hunting Club had come to a successful end for him, and there was no need for him to stay here.
"Time, space, after so many years, finally converged at one point."
Shentu's words seemed a bit emotional. No one knew what he had experienced and what he knew. This was his own secret.
"Wanwan, should I say you are lucky or unlucky? But judging from the current situation, at least when the time soul comes in the future, you won't be facing it alone."
Shentu showed a mysterious smile and then disappeared into this space.
The next second, three figures broke out from the surrounding walls, and then they saw Wanwan lying unconscious on the ground.
"Sister Wanwan!"
Xiao Xiang exclaimed, landed quickly, and then checked her situation.
She let out a sigh of relief:
"Fortunately, Sister Wanwan is still alive. It seems that the ghost did not kill her."
"He should have just evacuated, so he hasn't had time to make a move yet. Demon Zheng, do you want to pursue him?"
Chen Chen asked, this inference is naturally reasonable, after all, they don't know what happened inside.
"Let's take her back first. As for the ghost, I will settle this account with him."