Chapter 223 Demon King

"What? How can it be?" Don't stand in the distance and scream strangely.

"Ling, come here. Do you want her to live?" Truss stared at Ling Wei seriously and asked.

"Of course, Lao La, don't talk nonsense. Save her quickly." Hearing that Truss could be saved, Ling Wei was so excited that his tears almost fell down. He squatted down and held the little demon's soft hand with his big hand. There is a strong pity in both eyes.

The little demon is very weak, leaving only the last breath. As long as there is a small blow, it will immediately disappear. At this time, she had no strength to open her eyes and moved her hand slightly, making the latter know that she was still alive.

Trace turned his head again and asked Hugh, "Apprentice, do you remember the Gorba conjecture I told you as a teacher?"

"What are you talking about? Do you mean that soul space really exists? Have you confirmed it? It's impossible." After three consecutive questions, Hugh felt a little lost his temper. He straightened his black robe and took two steps closer. Obviously, he was very interested in what Truss said.

"The human brain is the most mysterious thing in the world. Hugh, do you think I have been sleeping for nothing for more than a thousand years? When I'm bored, I've been deduced this conjecture. Truss turned his head and asked Ling, "Would you like to use your soul space to save her?"

"Yes, of course." What kind of soul space? Now Ling Wei only cares about the little demon's ability to live. Even if he exchanges half of his life, he will not hesitate at all.

"Lift her hand and put it on your forehead. Yes, that's it. Lao La, I'm going to start. He saw Ling Li doing it very cooperatively, and his old face smiled with relief. He quickly bit his fingers and sprinkled blood into the sky. "Lord, in the name of my Tlas, open the contract of God. Let the elves and people combine into one. Soul sharing, life sharing!" No one could understand the next spell, and only saw Tras's lips squirming for a moment.

The sacred and ancient spell was read out, and the eyes of the dazzling white thorns could not be opened, and Ling Qianqiang resisted the pain in his eyes and stared at the little demon firmly. He was afraid that he would lose her as soon as he closed his eyes.

Ling Li felt a throb in the depths of his soul, and it felt like his thoughts spread out to form a huge net. He could feel that his soul network wrapped the demon's whole body. Then under his incredible eyes, the little demon's body suddenly disappeared from his eyes, leaving only an empty blue shirt and a pair of exquisite silver moon knives lying on the ground...

"Where's the little demon?" The strong light dissipated, and Ling Li grabbed Truss with one hand. He had never seen such a thing. How he wanted to get a word of comfort from Truss and tell him that the little demon was still alive.

Tras coughed softly and said, "Ling Li, don't worry. Experience it carefully with your soul. The girl just entered your soul space. From now on, your lives will be shared. If you die, she will die too. However, in your soul space, her injured body can also be slowly healed by the power of your soul. But it takes time. Don't worry."

"That's great." Qin Si exhaled a turbid breath. If the little demon really died, she would never forgive herself in her life.

What kind of soul space, illusory things. Ling Li closed his eyes and tried to feel what Truss said. Half a moment later, he "seeed" the little demon curled up and lay naked in the endless darkness. Ling Li could even feel the little demon's heart beating regularly, and her symmetrical breathing made her jade-like soft chest fluctuate slowly.

"How did she come out?" Ling Li's heart was finally relieved, and then he raised a key question.

Tras said: "When she heals, she will automatically come out of your soul space. Ling, she is an elf. After signing the soul contract, you are her master. Unless you die, she will never die and will not age.

"She is my wife." Ling Qian stressed that he stood up slowly and brought a strong momentum. The tornadoes that only existed after the promotion rolled up one after another from his body. And every volume, Ling's strength starts from the fourth level of the holy level, the first level of climbing, to the 17th level of the holy level! And the wounds on his body were also slowly healed. The wound that has not yet scab is crystal clear and tender as the skin of a baby.

Ling Li stretched out his hands and felt the changes in his body. He only felt that every cell in his body was full of explosive power.

"After signing the contract of God, you will gain the ability of elves." Truss stood aside and explained, "Now you can even use her combat skills."

Seventh grade? Is this the real strength of the little demon? It's really strong! Ling Wei put the little demon's double knives into the ring, but he carried the invincible sword and walked towards the demon emperor Xiu. On his angry face, the light from his pupils was as sharp as a knife.

"Ling, give it to me." Truss stopped him and said to Hugh, "My apprentice, you forced him to be a teacher."

"Tras, don't pretend to disgust me. Do you really treat me as your apprentice?" Hugh didn't seem to be afraid of Truss at all. "You have already given me the magic guild, haven't you? I am the president of the Magic Guild! But why did you take it back when you woke up? Truss, you're just using me! Ha ha, but I have been managing for you for so long!"

Truth shook his head and said, "That's what you really think, Hugh. You really don't deserve me entrusting the magic guild to you.

The demon emperor said coldly, "Trus, don't talk nonsense, today is your death! Jie Jie... Dear Your Majesty, please come out!"

"Haha, Hugh. I have been waiting for this sentence for a long time!" The loud laughter sounded on the wolf's mountain, which was deafening. People with low strength were directly stunned. Including Qin Si!

Somewhere on the top of the mountain was torn apart, and a flat-headed man with a black tomahawk jumped out of it. The fierce momentum gushed out of the man, and for a moment, the wolf walked on the top of the mountain with a strong wind and flying sand and stones.

The demon spirit permeated from the tomahawk in the man's hand, making him look like a demon god!

"Blue!"

"Hmm! The name of the ant. This is the Demon King! Truss, long time no see. You are still alive." The flat-headed man hummed heavily and resisted the demon tomahawk on his shoulder.

"Demon Emperor!" Trus squeezed four words word by word from between his teeth and said, "Demon! I don't know how you survived, but it seems that you are not worthy of the word Demon Emperor now.

Bru Guo's face said fiercely and ferociously, "Even if I only restore 30% of my strength, it is enough to kill you, a hypocritical old man! Let's take it."