The end is to interpret the word "the soul takes possession", which means that the spiritual plunder of the yellow mask is far away from casting spells and can directly appear in the enemy’s soul sea without eyes looking at each other.
The power is not weak, after all, it is also directly from the soul to wipe out the enemy. The problem is that once Yuan Shen goes out, he can’t come back.
I’m afraid this is also the reason why Indra has never done this trick. After all, who in this world has a better body than someone who can live forever with phoenix blood?
Chapter three hundred and forty-three Divine Comedy ecstasy
"Master proudly caught the other one and escaped and died."
Qin Changfeng just finished reading all the attributes of the new skill, and Dong Shou and Duan Lang came back from the mountainside with a white and bloodless face.
He doesn’t want to think about the current situation. Where can he escape and how can he escape?
"Do you have any last words, disciple?" Qin Changfeng looked at his knees and took off his mask like a Buddha smiling.
"Brother … I know I’m wrong. Please forgive me this time!"
"I will never dare to be a cow and a horse to serve the master after my brother promises!"
"Please master well …"
Proud day pounding his head like garlic, a snot and tears pleading with the so-called worm, it’s reasonable that he doesn’t want to die.
Qin Changfeng looked at him and shook his head. He thought Qin Changfeng was a British I. In the end, there would be such an undeserving apprentice. If he pleaded guilty directly, Qin Changfeng might look up to him.
"Ah, after all, mentoring is not a nostalgic lover …"
Qin Changfeng just heard the vitality from it. Huo Ran looked up and said with great surprise, "Did Master forgive my brother?"
Qin Changfeng’s face is as gentle as jade. "It’s not impossible to spare you. After all, mentoring has been a so-called godfather … You have become like this, and some teachers have not taught you this. If you can play a teacher’s hometown song for you, you will let bygones be bygones. Are you still hungry?"
The drowning man won’t even let go of a straw. Kuang Aotian now sees that hope seems to be much thicker than straw, so he is beaming and kowtowing again and again, saying, "I naturally want master to ask my brother to listen to the teachings."
At this time, Qin Changfeng looked at the Indra Day and didn’t escape. When Qin Changfeng learned skills, he also quietly watched the female smile and asked, "Why don’t you run?"
The beautiful woman replied faintly, "I know what I can’t run away from."
"So you’re ready to die?"
Luo Xian? Qin Changfeng seems to have guessed this female identity, but there is no verification.
"If you have to die, it’s your destiny."
"I don’t want a man, but I’m more ambitious than an undeserving apprentice. I’ll see more of your courage. How about I give you the same chance to stay alive after listening to the song?"
Finally, there was a flash of fluctuation in the female eyes. "Are you serious?"
"Do I have to lie to you?"
"See if you agree to live or die … you can listen carefully."
After saying this, Qin Changfeng took out a bamboo flute, which was not a treasure, but was hand-made and given to him by the first world of heaven.
In those few years in Japan, Qin Changfeng taught floating catkins martial arts, and she also taught Qin Changfeng to play the flute. Although Qin Changfeng is not a big name, this skill is at least five or six grades higher than chess.
Qin Changfeng took a deep breath after the proud day was ready, and then a series of very strange sounds came out from the flute hole.
How is this sound shaped?
This song should be finished, and no one should appear, because people in this world can enjoy it.
So what exactly is Qin Changfeng blowing?
In the end, it is a trick to maximize the success or failure.
