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Chapter 2407: Come and chop me down if you are a brother

 In the astonished eyes of the two men, large and small glittering light spots continued to escape from Xing Ling's body, and the color of his body gradually dimmed, becoming vaguely visible.

"Husband, yes, I'm sorry."

In the bright light, Xing Ling stared at Zhong Wen affectionately, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and a look of apology on his pretty face, "It was Xing Ling who hurt you."

No!

do not go!

do not leave Me!

Looking at Xing Ling's disappearing soul, Zhong Wen felt as if his heart had been torn apart. Every moment the two of them got along flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern. The indescribable pain crazily impacted his already fragile soul. It almost made his brain explode.

"I planted the soul seed, and you can still resist?"

Lin Bei's surprised voice came to his ears, "Love is such a wonderful thing."

"You! Deserve! Die!"

Endless rage surged into Zhong Wen's chest, causing his eyes to split open and his hair to pierce his crown. Violent murderous intent surged from the depths of his soul, running rampant and causing the surrounding space to rumble and vibrate.

"when!"

Lin Bei's expression changed slightly, he lightly snapped his fingers with his right hand, and another loud bell resounded throughout the world, forcibly dispelling this anger.

"You! Deserve! Die!"

At this time, Zhong Wen was already bleeding from all his orifices and was extremely weak, but his originally dim eyes were shining with fierceness and rage, and his teeth were clenching loudly, almost bleeding.

"I wanted you to annihilate yourself so that you could take over this body without any harm."

Lin Bei said with regret on his face, "Now it seems that we still have to take the house by force after all? What a pity, what a pity!"

"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"

The bells rang one after another, like a stormy sea, continuously, madly impacting Zhong Wen's fragile soul.

At this time, he was like a small boat in the storm, swaying this way and that, ups and downs, as if he was about to be overturned by the huge waves at any time, swallowed up, and buried under the sea.

All of this happens in the mind. If someone comes to the wooden house, they will find Zhong Wen lying quietly on the ground, his dull eyes staring straight at the roof, as if he has lost his soul, his eyes and ears There was blood constantly flowing out of his mouth and nose, and he looked really ferocious.

And Xing Ling was still lying on the couch with his clothes disheveled, looking happy and charming, but his beautiful eyes had completely lost their look, and there was no breath between his mouth and nose.

The creatures in the world of spiritual consciousness are completely unable to hear the overbearing bell in Zhong Wen's mind.

"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"

Under the indiscriminate bombardment of the Chaos Clock, Zhong Wen's consciousness had become extremely weak, like a small flame in the strong wind, as if it was about to be completely annihilated at any moment.

But it was such a small flame, but it burned tenaciously and refused to be extinguished no matter what.

"Why aren't you dead yet?"

As time went by, Lin Bei gradually realized that something was wrong. His expression was no longer as calm as before. His fingers gripping Zhong Wen's neck became tighter and tighter, and he kept mumbling, "You have been contaminated by my soul seeds." , why are you still stubbornly resisting?”

"You! Deserve! Die!"

Zhong Wen's answer was the same as before, as if he could only say these three words.

"Why bother?"

Lin Bei's fingers relaxed slightly, and his voice suddenly softened. His attitude changed drastically, and he said seductively, "You can't leave here anyway. Even Xingling is gone now. Even if you defeat me, you will still be alone." At the end of the day, wouldn’t it be good to reincarnate as soon as possible and start a new life?”

"If you take away my body."

Zhong Wen suddenly had a look in his eyes, and an idea flashed in his mind, "Can't I just stay here alone?"

"when!"

Lin Bei's expression changed slightly and he remained silent. His fingers suddenly tightened again, and the louder and louder bells kept bombarding Zhong Wen's exhausted soul.

From his eyes, Zhong Wen could faintly read a hint of panic and a hint of anxiety.

"The last ray of my soul is still alive."

He suddenly grinned, his smile a little sinister and ferocious, "Isn't it surprising?"

"Why do I suddenly have an ominous premonition?"

Lin Bei's face became increasingly gloomy, and he suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "There is a Chaos Clock outside and soul pollution inside. You shouldn't be able to hold on for so long."

"Actually, I'm quite surprised."

In the severe pain of his soul, Zhong Wen actually laughed out loud, "After being beaten for so long, I suddenly realized that this is my spiritual world. If my soul dies, won't this world cease to exist?" exist?"

"So what?" Lin Bei said calmly.

"The world wants me to live, but you want me to die."

Zhong Wen laughed even more wildly, "Isn't it against the will of the world?"

"In front of the Chaos Artifact."

Lin Bei obviously did not give up. While ringing the Chaos Bell frequently, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's just a world of spiritual consciousness, what does it mean?"

"Just a world of spiritual consciousness?"

An incredible light suddenly shot out of Zhong Wen's eyes, "Are you sure?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Wen in the wooden house suddenly stood up, kicked off his feet, and rose up from the ground. His head hit the roof with a "bang", and he actually stepped on the air and headed straight towards the palace. He didn't know what happened. How to restore mobility.

As he ran, blood continued to spurt out from his seven orifices, his head was like a fountain, his face was as white as a ghost, his facial features were completely distorted by pain, and his appearance was indescribably hideous and weird.

"You can actually move?"

Before taking a few steps, Lin Bei's exclamation sounded in his mind, "Lin thought he was fully prepared, but I didn't expect to underestimate you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Wen felt his limbs sinking, as if being pulled hard by an invisible force, and his speed suddenly became extremely slow, like a turtle crawling.

"Why are you still so entangled?"

In his consciousness, Zhong Wen sneered and said, "As long as I don't want to die, you will never be able to kill me. Now that Xing Ling is gone, what else can you use to blackmail me?"

"The matter has come to this, if you don't die, Lin will definitely have no good fruit to eat."

Lin Bei, on the other hand, put his hands together and strangled his neck. The murderous intent in his eyes almost turned into reality. The loud bells became more urgent, one after another, like machine gun bullets. "In addition to fighting for my life, I have already

There is no other way.”

In desperation, he actually adopted a life-or-death attitude.

Gan!

Under his fierce attack, Zhong Wen felt more and more pain in his soul. He staggered and almost fell from the air. The blood from his seven orifices surged like rain.

Even so, the remaining trace of his soul is still strong and has not been extinguished.

It turned out that under Lin Bei's violent destruction, Zhong Wen unexpectedly discovered that as the master of the world of spiritual consciousness, his soul was protected by the will of the world. No matter what kind of severe damage he suffered, he would never be completely destroyed.

This feeling is like suddenly acquiring a new skill. It is passively triggered every time the blood volume reaches 1. It can permanently lock the blood and prevent you from dying no matter what.

As a result, he seemed miserable, but in fact he was in an invincible state. So he endured the severe pain from his soul, got up decisively, and went straight to the palace where the "Xinhua Sutra Pavilion" was located.

Does it hurt?

It hurts!

The pain was so painful that he almost fainted.

But since he can't die, what's the point of suffering?

Zhong Wen gritted his teeth, sweating like raindrops, and struggled to move his legs, approaching the palace step by step.

His intuition told him that as long as he entered the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion", he would be able to find a way to deal with Lin Bei.

By then, he will definitely make the devil who caused Xing Ling's death pay a heavy price.

Lin Bei seemed to be aware of this, and actually tried his best to hold him back, not wanting him to enter the palace under any circumstances.

"Brother Zhong! Brother Zhong!"

Just when the two of them were exhausted from fighting, an excited voice suddenly came from Zhong Wen's ear, "I succeeded, I finally refined the Nine Tribulations Divine Sword!"

Zhong Wen looked up with difficulty, and what came into view was Cao Wei's delicate facial features and ecstatic expression.

I saw that he was holding a sword about four feet long in his hand. The blade of the sword was gleaming with cold light, and it was extremely sharp. At a glance, you knew it was extraordinary.

"Brother Zhong!"

Seeing his face covered with blood, Cao Wei was immediately shocked, "You, what's wrong with you?"

Well come!

The moment he saw Cao Wei, Zhong Wen's eyes lit up, and an unknown force suddenly burst out from his body. He actually broke free from Lin Bei's restraints, stepped in front of him, and shot like lightning, above his head.

Brush gently.

As a result, Cao Wei suddenly had an extra sword technique in his mind.

The tenth form of Tao Tian, ​​from birth to death!

"Use this trick!"

Before Cao Wei could react, Zhong Wen's hoarse voice came to his ears, "Kill me!"

"ha?"

Cao Wei looked confused and stared at Zhong Wen's distorted face in surprise, almost thinking he heard wrongly.

"If you're a brother, come and chop me down!"

Zhong Wen ran out of strength, his legs went weak, and he almost fell into the air, but he still pointed to his chest, gritted his teeth and uttered an advertisement from his previous life.

"Then, be careful!"

Seeing that his expression was serious and did not look like he was joking, Cao Wei hesitated for a moment, and finally raised the newly refined Nine Tribulations Divine Sword in his hand and slashed it in the direction of Zhong Wen, "From birth to death!"

"ah!!!"

Lin Bei's screams suddenly sounded in Zhong Wen's mind.


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