Chapter 1239 Ten Days of Destiny Talk Day 7 Wheel Battle (3)

"Wow!" An extremely strong and powerful head, covered with yellow and green hair, but with an unusually clean face, appeared from the top of He Ming's head with a low-level expression of "I'm a stupid foodie and pervert". m's first move was to howl at the huge black moon. But nothing like the natural gorillas on Earth, beating their chests.

Instead... picking his nose.

From its visual angle, one must have seen the essence of the huge black moon.

In return, the giant black moon must have seen the stupid orangutan.

Saw it on its back...

What supports it and governs it...

He Ming stood on the spot blankly, extremely beautiful and bright, with emerald green shimmer flowing eyes that lost a lot of brilliance, as if the most important part of life was being gradually pulled away from his body.

The energy response of the black moon became extremely slow, but it was unprecedentedly active and its energy soared.

"It" saw the dream thing?

Such a terrifying intelligence, still in such a slow feeling, gave an instinctive answer that was almost omniscient and omnipotent.

The soul of the armored werewolf immediately screamed when it saw something beyond fear.

But any begging for mercy and the willingness to be the ultimate loyal "leading party". In front of the normal version of He Ming, you will only get an artistic performance of how to pretend.

But in front of the ruthless He Ming...just ignore it.

The gorilla directly sucked the red substance in one gulp.

No matter how hard the latter struggled, it was like a smoked cigarette. The smoke produced by the cigarette disappeared into the mouth of the gorilla one after another...

Bursts of red smoke suddenly came out from the gorilla's mouth and nose. Then he showed a low-level expression that was not very satisfied, but he was still very happy after eating, then glanced at the huge black moon, picked his nose again, and then retracted into He Ming's body.

He Ming let out a breath and finally recovered his full state.

This battle of souls cannot be calculated in normal time, so even He Fang, the most powerful high-level and powerful demon at the scene, did not discover this.

Humans on earth think it is just a kind of energy, an insignificant red energy.

After all, can there be less energy in this world at this moment?

The bayonet storm just now made many carbon-based monkeys scream.

It also makes many ambitious businessmen who are carbon-based monkeys quite helpless... how to copy and develop it. In the end, it will become the profit line on your own business report?

Even the great gods in Shanmeng have never seen such a "soul", and it is even more impossible to see He Ming's gorilla soul through the instrument.

Because in reality, it is only one-thousandth of a second, a flash of spiritual light within a few hundredths of a second.

Unless the high-definition video is slowed down by a thousand times afterwards, it can only be discovered after repeated observation.

A very obvious shadow left He Ming's body.

After exiting the shadow possessing mode, he immediately showed a disdainful smile, but it flashed by, and then switched to the expression of how troubled and prosperous the country is, after all, it is now live broadcast in the whole universe.

Every move of a great man. There must be deep meaning.

He Ming doesn't want to be asked such a question by a stupid monkey: "Brother Abs, please watch this video..."

"Ok!"

The screen freezes.

"Brother Abs. What do you mean by that smile?"

"I remembered that your mother's peach taste is very dry, so...do you understand?"

He Ming cursed in his heart: "Damn! I'm so happy for nothing. I'm a poor ghost who can only pretend to be aggressive. It's just a fragment of immortal soul matter. It's really bad."

He Ming muttered in his heart, disappointed, and wanted to use two pieces of immortal soul substance to kill one piece of immortal soul substance, and then become three pieces.

The result is dispensable shards of soul-immortal matter.

There is no relevant information in Shanmeng, so he can only describe it in this way.

However, through the "soul energy fight" just now, let the soul emerge to attack the opponent's soul.

Then it really killed the opponent in seconds. It swallowed everything with ease, and even spewed out some impurities—of course, the murderous devils from the earth to the universe can only get this wisp of red smoke by killing 100 billion intelligent life with souls!

This is recognized by the killing power of the multiverse, and it is in the soul.

The difficulty can be imagined.

But it doesn't make sense to He Ming, he got a high-level and powerful soul energy at the level of gods and demons, a fragment equal to the soul's indestructible substance, and some knowledge at the end.

He Ming, whose knowledge is under the shadow, seems to have the truth imprinted in his memory.

Therefore, he immediately realized that it was a substance that had no data in this universe.

It is equal to the fragments of soul immortal matter. That is, the energy level is about a few percent, or even one-thousandth, of the soul-immortal matter.

To be precise, it is a more advanced soul form that sublimates the soul and makes it difficult to be plundered.

In short, it is the internal force of human beings. The inner force like the sea formed an inner alchemy the size of a fruit core.

The poor ghosts between Shanmeng and this universe have not understood this kind of "soul fruit core".

With his infinite wisdom, He Ming immediately understood that it was these prisoners who absorbed the endless, universe-by-universe souls, which led to a qualitative change.

So in the end, this guy said: it will not be killed!

It is the soul that it thinks that He Ming can't deal with it.

I believe that it is impossible for any soul absorber to deal with this kind of soul.

He Fang and others did not see this scene, but they all heard He Ming's words.

Immediately they all rushed forward, and He Fang grabbed He Ming's head and interrupted the activity called "thinking" in his brain.

She asked He Ming to bow his head, and then whispered to He Ming: "What did you just say? Soul immortality substance? This is something my mother must want, give it to me quickly! You dry its soul out of shit, Then take out the blank, and give me the indestructible soul substance that must be blank! I don’t want to be taken away.”

"There's no such thing as taking a home... I've read too many novels. But just now, I was happy for nothing, just a fart fruit."

He Ming repeated what he had muttered in his heart.

He Fang's face immediately collapsed. She made an extremely disbelieving expression, and He Ma, who was watching the live broadcast, sighed, "Oh, don't do this!"

"You don't know how to eat alone, do you? Or fool me." He Fang grabbed He Ming's cheek while speaking.

Well, brother abs' face, the face of a great man who thrives in trouble, was finally broken by the live broadcast of the whole universe.

"Brother-in-law give it to me, give it to me!"

"Boss asked me to study!"

"He Ming, let me study!"

With nothing in his hand, the main essence of the four high-level and powerful gods and demons disappeared, and He Ming happened to use both hands to push away He Fang's scratching head. With a wry smile, he said, "Oh my God, what a small fragment! A kind of soul fruit core! Yes, soul fruit core, fruit shell, the soul is covered with a shell that cannot be destroyed by conventional methods, so it can be described like this. And I've eaten it. Would you not feel it if I lied?"

He Fang is a high-ranking and powerful demon and a tyrant, so it is extremely difficult for He Ming to fool her.

He Fang was about to strengthen her contempt, trying to observe He Ming's flaws.

But at this time...

"Oh!"

In the weird and extremely excited voice. There are two waves before and after, a group of various but extremely ancient. It can also be seen that the situation is very miserable. The demons who lived on fat and watery dark flowerless vegetation for an unknown period of time finally came to this dungeon.

The first thing they do when they emerge from the eggshells and climb to the ground is to howl at the black moon!

In front of countless high-definition, huge, and slow lens light curtains, the Great God of Shanmeng squinted his eyes, observed carefully, and read the data sent back by more and more high-tech equipment entering the scene. Then they all took a deep breath.

Sure enough, they were all ancient prisoners from powerful gods and demons to senior powerful gods and demons!

Ao Da said angrily: "Sun devil, you street-crazy boy! What a bastard."

Not only that, the moment the group of ancient prisoners reached the ground, the ground shook violently. After a few seconds, Little Japan either gasped or cursed.

All of a sudden. There were dozens of fiery red giant palms, which seemed to be crowded together, like strips of meat in front of a meat press, crashing out of the big hole in the egg shell. Pop out back and forth!

The body tissues of the original war troll were all squeezed into the air. The earth is rolling like a super typhoon. The location centered on the egg shell finally became clear.

This is actually a gray-white field in the shape of a square, as if inlaid on the ground, and such powerful demons can only come out through a big hole, not other places on the ground.

The off-white field can also be said to be the shell of a cosmic prison, an exit, and upon closer inspection, it is full of many mysteries that must make Shanmeng Zhizhi feel short of breath.

However, in this universe, the intelligent life in front of the light curtain, or the new TV, or the old TV, doesn't care about these, all they care about are those demons.

After taking a look at the light curtain, especially the TV (monkeys in front of the TV have little knowledge), the first feeling is... super attractive.

I saw that the first wave consisted of seven beings whose height ranged from five meters to thirty meters, in various forms, and in various appearances. Even though they are in a terrible state of distress at the moment, almost all of them have no clothes, and they don't even bother to use energy flow to make clothes when they are exposed, but their bodies are covered with vegetation. After careful observation, it can be seen that this is: food!

The surface of all demons, that is, the skin, is either dull or has a reflective sheen like rusted metal.

Yet their physiques are still strong, with powerful lines.

The temperament dominated by super power is even more rebellious to the extreme, or the evil has reached the calmness... It is an aesthetic that is unimaginable for carbon-based monkeys alone.

It is impossible for Shanmeng and the intelligent life in this universe to see this appearance and so many powerful gods and demons at once!

So if He Ming didn't kill these guys, kill them completely, then these guys can... do evil in the dreams of carbon-based monkeys and other intelligent life forms.

Because of super charm, and the impact of collective super charm is too great.

So I will definitely dream, dreaming of this kind of beauty, and then being sensed by the devil... I believe that the next dream must be deeply unforgettable for the carbon-based monkey.

The latter wave of demons is also this level of charisma. More than three of the nine heads are advanced powerful gods and demons.

One of the leaders is very clean, but there is a substance similar to the essence of a powerful god and demon hanging on his body...

Just like by observing the bite marks on the same vegetation, it is just food at this moment!

This makes the scientists and scholars of the Shanmeng to this universe immediately think of the infighting in the universe prison.

Especially when they are liberated and everyone gets out of trouble, it will definitely happen that the strong will take the opportunity to eat the weak.

In this way, Brother Abs will have fewer bastards to kill.

Boom!

First, a red war troll finally jumped out of the hole in the quadrangular area, and after that, red war trolls began to jump out one by one.

When the first war troll jumped in the air, it screamed at the black moon with indescribable ecstasy.

"Keep it! Or leave. I'll attack!"

He Ming threw down a sentence, and a shadow returned to him again, and the next moment he appeared in front of the strongest, high-level and powerful god and demon.

Killing the enemy is better than killing the strong.

The god among gods, the devil among demons, is just a piece of cake!

PS: The third update.

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