Chapter 289 Perfect. ti

As soon as the picture turns, this is an island floating in mid-air.

Ling Shen stroked his back and stood on the west side of the island, and his face was a little pale. God's Island, the tree of the world, the fruit of the world, perfect. Body. It takes so much of my strength to create you." Ling Shen muttered to himself, turned his head, and his eyes fell on the beautiful flower boat built with the tree of the world, dotted with white gardenia flowers one after another.

A woman with a perfect appearance sleeps peacefully on it. It is the "perfect" created by Ling Shen. Body".

Ling Shen turned his hand and took out a white jade bottle, revealing rare tenderness on his face: "Hui, with the help of perfection. The body will bring you back to life soon.

"Ling Shen." In the distance, only the imperial sky came, and the people came before the sound arrived.

"Apprentice, you are still so anxious. Let's bring something." Ling Shen smiled faintly, and his eyes flashed with this apprentice who had been together for many years.

"Yes. Ling Shen. However, he held a respectful fist, and then took out seven nine-color magic crystals of different shapes from his arms and handed them to Ling Shen.

Ling Shen took it over with a smile: "Oh. Apprentice, good job. The dragon god I created is no match for you. It won't take long to surpass me."

Wei Zun's face stiffened and hurriedly said, "Master, this is what the apprentice should do."

"Perfect. Body. In order to create you, you want me to go back to a big level. Ling Shen said to himself, staring at the bottle in his hand and said affectionately, "Hui, wait a minute. When I recover."

"Master... the apprentice will protect you." Only the respectful way.

Ling Shen shook his head and smiled indifferently and said proudly, "In the world I created, who can hurt me? Oh, you can stay with me. Take a good look. How is the true god made?

One day and one night, Lingshen spent one day and one night condensing seven nine-color dragon stones into a nine-color lotus.

The heart of nine colors! Ling Shen waved his hand and took off his momentum. One day, he became weaker

"Master, can you restore the realm of the true God with it?"

Ling Shen smiled and said, "Yes, there is only one nine-color lotus between heaven and earth."

Wei Zun smiled, and then his face suddenly became sinister: "Master, thank you for your hard work. Next, leave it to me." With a slap, Ling Shen was shaken out, and the heart of the nine-color Nuofa and the jade bottle came out of their hands.

"True God? Ha ha. After enduring for so long, I finally waited for this day. Only Zun laughed loudly and slowly crushed the heart of the nine-color Nuofa...

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The picture stagnated here. Ling Huimei paused on the sword of the broken god in Ling Wei's hand, and then said, "Next, Ling Shen and Wei Zun had a shocking war. With the divine sword, Ling Shen was barely able to draw with Wei Zun at the beginning. However, after all, Ling Shen consumed too much at the beginning. And only Zun has applied the heart of nine-color Nuofa to reach the realm of 'true god'. Therefore, Wei Zun won later.

The picture circulates again, but the statue stands quietly in the void, and the flower boat made of the tree of the world is perfect. The body floats in front of it. At this time, a wisp of blood drowned from the corners of his mouth. Master, if you die, you can reincarnation in this world you created. I will take good care of Hui for you."

He held the bottle in one hand and the divine sword obtained from Ling Shen in the other hand. The sword outlined the three words "Ling Shenpo" in Chinese characters. Seeing the word "Ling", Wei Zun felt very dazzling, "After following me, you will be called Wei Zun Sword." With that, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the sword in an attempt to wipe away the traces left by Ling Shen.

At this moment, the sword made a violent tremor. A nihilistic body shot out of the sword body and shot straight into Wei Zun's eyes. The scum of deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors. The illusory figure grabbed the sword thrown down by Wei Zun and looked cold.

"hehe. There must be gods in the sword, but are you just a sword soul at best? What can I do?" However, he was disdainful, " Even your master died in my hands, just a sword soul..."

Seeing this, Ling's body trembled slightly, and there seemed to be a little memory in the depths of his brain, slowly burning and spreading like a spark. Ling Hui's figure sounded beside him: "Even the soul of the sword is not the only opponent."

Ling turned his head and glanced at the man when Ling Hui said this.

"You are the sword soul, aren't you?" He picked up the sword of the broken god in his hand, "and it is the sword "Shen Broken" in the picture, not the sword of the broken god, right? Why are there three sword souls? Huier called you the third, and you are the third sword soul I'm looking for, right? And who am I? Ling Shen?" Ling Wei asked six questions in one breath. In the picture, the Ling Shen he saw was exactly the same as his own. This was not the resemblance to his father Ling Mao, but completely the same. Even when he smiled, the corners of his mouth were the same.

Ling Wei put his eyes on the water curtain again, and the picture continued to move like a movie.

"Abominable sword soul." Only Zun's face was full of anger. Just now, the sword soul disappeared with the sword in some unknown way. There is only one such sword in the world. Forget it, it's just a clown. Let it go.

We will keep our eyes on perfection. Physically, he said to himself: "Perfect. Body, the perfection created by the true god at the cost of falling to the realm. Body." He suddenly hesitated, "Hui, if I save you. Will you kill me for your true god? After saying that, an unpredictable fear flashed on his face.

Ling Hui continued like a narrator: "I'm afraid that I'm not perfect after the resurrection. The opponent of the body divided her into two, intending to take one to resurrect the soul 'hui' in the bottle. It's just..."

"It worked." Wei Zun's face was sweating, "Perfect. Body, it's incredible. Even if I just separate it into two parts, it will consume so much energy. And the master can actually create it. In front of Wei Zun, there are two identical figures floating. One has silver hair fluttering, and the other has long hair dancing around.

Wei Zun smiled and was about to open the cap of the bottle containing Hui's soul. When he chose one of them to resurrect, a vision happened. The two are separated from perfection. The body suddenly opened its eyes.

Ling Hui said: "It's perfect to be separated. The body produced a sense of autonomy, that is, the earliest darkness and me.

The cold voice of the dark girl floated out: "Perfect after being separated. The combined strength of the two is less than one-tenth of the previous one, so they are still not the only opponent. But the war back then was not ineffective..."

Ling Hui smiled and said, "After Wei Zun defeated the light and dark, he found that Hui's soul was missing."

The picture stopped at this moment. Ling Li slowly digested the information he got, turned his head, looked at Ling Hui with a sweet smile and said, "Huier, you are the same person as that Hui, right?"