Karafa may just be a simple survival instinct, or it is more noble than it is for the great cause of the revival of the Divine Cult, but Qin Yao is more inclined to the former.

Because when Qin Yao first came to the abyss, Karafa did not reveal the idea of ​​taking over his body. Although his condition was not very good at that time, he had survived in that way for nearly five hundred years.

Before death comes, perhaps he has become accustomed to his original state of survival. When death strikes, the flame of survival in his heart will magnify.

Qin Yao: "But I really don't want to die. I can help you the Divine Cult and ensure that you can kill the demons above."

Karafa: "But I don't want to die either... You are not wrong, I'm sorry to you. But there is no way, this is a world where the strong prey on the weak. You meet me, the weak meet the strong, and it's very unfortunate."

Qin Yao: "But why did you conclude that I am a weak person? Your fighting soul is very strong, but you may not be able to take advantage of my sea of ​​consciousness. Besides, do you have to look at the showdown of your natal soul if you really take over your body?"

Karafa: "You are very confident in your own soul? Don't you know that as the realm increases, the strength of your soul will also increase? You have not yet entered the realm of the Blood Sect, but I am already a top-notch existence in the Blood Sect. Although your body is destroyed, your soul is real."

Qin Yao: "Yes, you are indeed very strong. But there was a stronger person than you who tried to swallow me, but he was finished. Now he has become a part of me. Have you heard of the Demon Dragon Emperor? It is the real owner of this Dragon Stomach Sac."

Karafa couldn't help but feel shocked.

Any true dragon will be far stronger than Karafa when it becomes an adult. This is inevitable. If the word "Emperor" is hung behind the dragon, the fool will know how powerful he is.

"Are you kidding?"

Qin Yao shook his head: "Your method is similar to the demon clan's body-taking. Don't you know the rules? I am the one who decides my territory. It's useless to have a high level here. You have to suppress it to my level. The Demon Dragon Emperor was the same at the time, so I have the possibility of winning."

Karafa: "But the strong have richer combat experience and nearly infinite support capabilities, can you deal with it?"

"You'll know if you try it?" As he said that, Qin Yao rushed up with anger. After all, Karafa was a strong man, so it was not difficult to deal with it, but he also saw that Qin Yao's fighting ability at the soul level was indeed extraordinary.

As for his lion battle soul, it was also suppressed here, but its strength and endurance must be far superior to Qin Yao or Xiaolong Spiritual Fetal. It even did not take the Xiaolong Spiritual Fetal seriously, but directly killed Qin Yao.

But it didn't take long to find that it was wrong and it was a big mistake!

Although the little dragon's spiritual fetus seems to be weak, this little guy can actually grab a sword in his claws to fight. What the hell? Can he still carry a weapon in his head in the sea of ​​consciousness? Are you unsettled when you come in?

Of course, it would be fine if you just bring weapons. Anyway, with the terrifying energy of the lion's war soul, you probably won't die even if you lie down and get stabbed by a hundred swords. But the question is, why is this sword so awesome?

puff!

With a sword, the lion's battle soul actually let out a heart-wrenching howl, rolling wildly as if it was extremely painful.

Karafa over there was also confused, thinking what kind of bird's situation is this? A weak little spirit fetus can still hurt his war soul that has been tempered for thousands of times?

Just when he was shocked, the little dragon spirit fetus held the inappropriate little sword and stabbed the lion's battle soul again!

Go in, come out, go in, come out... With the constant thrusting and thrusting, the little dragon became more and more excited, and the lion moaned more and more.

A painful moan.

Damn, this is almost no power to fight back!

However, according to Karafa's understanding during his lifetime, the spiritual fetus is one level lower than the war soul. No matter how qualified the spiritual fetus is, it is vulnerable when facing the war soul. But what's wrong? Is it that awesome if it's a dragon?

At this time, the Little Sword Sword stabbed into the butt of the lion war soul for the last time, and the latter had no strength to resist. Then something that made Karafa trembled—I saw the brown energy of the Lion War Soul flowing along the Little Sword Sword towards the Little Dragon Spirit Fetus.

So the lion's battle soul became smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye, while the little dragon's spiritual fetus became larger and larger.

Isn't this just swallowing?

"Can the spiritual fetus really devour the battle soul?!" Karafa was stunned.

Qin Yao: "Didn't you say that you gave me the battle soul before your body died?"

Karafa: But that's just a beautiful lie!

Qin Yao: Now is a sad story.

In fact, why did Qin Yao not be prepared at the beginning? To put it bluntly, it was because he was prepared. At that time, he didn't know whether he could accept and devour the lion's battle soul, but the little sword sword was so excited that he danced with excitement. If he had a saliva, he would definitely be able to flow all over the place. Qin Yao knew best about this guy's virtue. Without great benefits, he would not be excited like this bird.

Of course, coupled with his experience in fighting with the Demon Dragon Emperor, Qin Yao felt that he had no reason to be afraid of these things. What is the level of the Demon Dragon Emperor? I can do it.

That's why he did not resist and let the lion's battle soul wrap Karafa's soul enter his body.

As a result, after coming in, Xiao Jianjian gave him such a big surprise. Qin Yao could clearly feel that Xiaolong Lingfei was just a two ignorant fool, all of which were dominated by Xiao Jianjian. After all, Xiaolong Lingfei was just a fetal state, so what could he have?

But why do you have to let the little dragon spirit fetus catch it? Qin Yao knew that the little sword sword could be beaten by himself. Not to mention in the sea of ​​consciousness, even outside.

The answer will be revealed in a short while, but not now.

Now Xiao Jian Jian is focusing on devouring the energy of the lion's battle soul, so the lion is getting smaller and smaller, while Xiaolong's body is getting bigger and bigger.

It’s just that the energy loss is too serious, and the lion loses two-thirds of its energy, but the dragon has only doubled.

At this moment, the little dragon's spiritual fetus seemed to tremble involuntarily. Then his body suddenly shook, and Qin Yao felt a flash of golden light in front of him. Then the little dragon flew up excitedly, and even let go of the little sword, rolling around in joy.

Karafa blurted out: "War Soul! So soon, the spiritual fetus grew into a war soul?!"

No wonder Xiaolong is so excited that he actually becomes the soul of war!

Although it is still in a very weak stage, there have been qualitative changes after all. For example, if it was just a fetus in the past, it is now considered a child. Although it is still like a kindergarten friend, it has taken shape.

Karafa didn't care about so much, and flew to the dying lion's battle soul, and looked up angrily at the flying dragon flying above. He was only concerned about grief, and of course he also devoted his energy to guard against Qin Yao and Xiaolong, but he didn't notice a sword stuck in the lion's butt!

This sword seems dead, but it is damaged. This is why the little sword sword has always allowed Xiaolong to catch him. It has to disguise itself as a pure weapon so that it can attack him.

Puff! The small sword automatically flew out of the lion's body and stabbed Karafa's soul body with one sword.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

After stabbing several swords, Sa Ya ran away and hid behind Qin Yao. It knew that this kind of stabbing consumed the opponent's strength at the soul level, and even wiping the neck was the same as chopping the thigh. After these swords, Karafa's strength had been consumed too much, and now it is definitely not as good as Qin Yao's.

The little sword jumped around behind Qin Yao excitedly, and even knocked Qin Yao's head with his sword, as if he was signaling: Are you holding me, buddy?

After Qin Yao fully expressed his respect, the little thing flew to Xiaolong and asked Xiao Kong to grab it and continue to absorb the remaining energy of the lion's battle soul, and should not be given up in vain.

As a result, the lion's battle soul finally disappeared, and the little dragon's spiritual fetus - no, the little dragon's battle soul grew a little bit.

At this time, Qin Yao was awesome. He left Qinglong and right sword sword. Karafa, who had been stabbed several times on the other side, was destined to be no match.

"Do you really have to fight?" Qin Yao shook his head and said, "I know you are eager to survive, so it's understandable. But why bother? The era that belongs to you has passed after all."

Karafa was silent for a moment, and finally sighed and bowed to Qin Yao: "The Divine Cult, please, for the sake of being both humans and surviving clans!"

Qin Yao nodded: "Actually, the management agencies of the East and West survivors have been merged into the Security Bureau, and I am the deputy director. To put it bluntly, even the affairs of the Divine Cult are my own affairs, so you don't need to thank and beg."

Karafa nodded and suddenly flew away from Qin Yao's sea of ​​consciousness.

So with his current injured soul state, without his body to accommodate, it will disappear in a short time in the outside world.

The illusory shadow waved his hand and broke like a soap bubble.

Qin Yao was shocked and returned to the real world outside. When he looked closely, he only found a pile of earthy trash opposite him, which was a decayed piece of corpse washed away by more than four hundred years.

On the other side, the plague demon looked at Qin Yao like a ghost, as if he was confused.

"What did you go through?" The Plague Demon was curious, "Kalafa is much better than you. With the help of the War Soul, you actually won? And you won so quickly?"

Qin Yao: "Nonsense, you didn't see me well, and he's broken?"

"How did you do it?"

"Turn him with conscience and love."

"Go to die..."

Qin Yao was too lazy to talk to her, so he continued to check the brand new battle soul, thinking that he was the only one, right? After they all advanced to the Blood Sect, the spiritual fetus had to be cultivated for countless years, and even existed in the situation of the spiritual fetus, and they could not become a war soul until they died.

I am better off myself, I haven't even entered the realm of the Blood Sect. The spiritual fetus has grown into a war soul first. Isn't this pregnancy before marriage? It's a bit embarrassing, okay?

"By the way, how many years have you cultivated your spiritual fetus into a war soul?"

Plague Demon: "It's been more than forty years, so it's so fast, what's wrong?"
Chapter completed!