Play Out Injured Frame! I Am The Soul Clan CEO

A few months ago, the ancient eight races of the spirit world.

Sitting up from the bed, although he was already dying, his innate temperament and majesty still showed the origin and strength of the old man.

"Really, I still wonder who beat those imps again, it's you."

"Grandpa, it's me."

There was an answer from the side, and the moonlight revealed the figure of a girl, it was Lingli Ai, who was still a little angry.

"Don't always argue with them, your grandfather is just an elder, not a patriarch."

The old man scolded with a smile, his daughter and son-in-law died in battle in the early years, this granddaughter has achieved excellence, although she is addicted to the art of puppets, but her own strength is still extremely strong, and sensible, of course, the lonely old man in his old age is reluctant to really scold his granddaughter.

"Who made them laugh at the Shanghai that my mother left me! He is weak and deserves it. Facing

his angry granddaughter, Ling Xuan, a high-ranking elder in the Spirit Clan, laughed.

Suddenly, Ling Li'ai sat next to her grandfather, holding his hand, and trembling a little.

"Huh? What's wrong? Shrewd.

"Well, it's nothing," Ling Li Ai muttered, but she felt that her grandfather's body was getting weaker and weaker.

"Hehe, granddaughter, we are not saying goodbye forever, grandpa will still live until the day you return." It's a pity that I probably won't be able to see your children. Listening

to Ling Xuan's comforting words, Ling Li'ai lowered her head, and her anger overshadowed her beauty.

"Grandpa, I don't want to get married, I don't want to leave my grandfather's side, I don't want to be separated from Yi Min, and I still want to marry the soul clan that we hate the most, or marry the son of the patriarch!"

Lingli Ai, who is one of the strongest in the spirit world, also shows the mood of a civilian woman at this moment.

"Besides, didn't our Spirit Clan marry a woman of divine bloodline to the Soul Clan?

"Oh, okay, okay."

Ling Xuan was excited for a while, and coughed a few times, but in fact, he was speechless. Although he didn't know that his granddaughter and the Lingwen who was a girl were so friendly, he was reluctant to let his daughter marry into the soul clan, but unfortunately, this matter was not for him to decide.

"You should understand that the Spirit Clan is already struggling, and grandpa's decision alone cannot stop the patriarch from their decision."

"Even if we can get a little continuation of time, it will be our victory, but no matter where you are, you are my granddaughter, remember, in the future, when you are in the soul race, you should be low-key" "

I see."

Seeing that there were no tear marks on Lingli's lovely face, the old man was slightly relieved, even if there was really a war with the soul clan, as long as the son of the patriarch left a trace of friendship, the granddaughter could also save her life. But

"this time, I will enter the Heavenly Tomb with Shu Wen, and if the patriarch's son participates, I will take off his head!" If it's other soul races, I'll kill them too!" In the future, I will probe their weaknesses in the Soul Clan!

Looking at Lingli Ai, who was as excited as going on a battle, the old man was dumbfounded for a while.

"Thank you to the firmament for giving me thoughts, food, and roads in the midst of my confusion in life."

In the desolate world of infinite supervision, Soul Jade holds a heavy book and chants words in his mouth, yes, he is praying for Lingli Ai, who was killed by himself. Whenever Soul Jade encounters a strong enemy that he rarely recognizes, he will pray for the other party after killing him. Not to let the other person rest in peace, but to remind yourself of the other person.

"We fight on the battlefield, but we cannot move forward together, just as light and darkness cannot coexist, day and night cannot be together."

Ling Li'ai is indeed a strong enemy, not as good as Xiao Yan's level, but she can break out stronger combat power than Xiao Yan, although it is formed with the help of the power of the spirit clan, but its own talent cannot be denied, in the eyes of soul jade, more promising than Xun'er and Xiao Yan, ask yourself, if you kill these two people, you will forget their names in three hours, well, Gu Yang can also remember the names.

"Fight with you, forge my body; The battle with you can control my heart. "

How many geniuses in the world have died in obscurity all their lives? And in his life, how many can he kill? It can't be much, so in Soul Jade's opinion, they are all people who are worth remembering forever.

Holding a heavy book, wearing a light cyan priest's style and a soul jade wearing a cross, he is a perfect priest even in the eyes of cardinals on earth.

"Remember this moment."

Slowly closing the book, the surrounding world began to shatter, returning to the heavenly tomb, like a dream, but Ling Li loved the creepy corpse, marking the truth.

Soul Jade scanned around.

The ruins are like returning to the heavenly tomb, just seeing the surrounding area as if it has experienced several natural disasters, but there will be no natural disasters on the third layer of the heavenly tomb, so this is undoubtedly the remains of the battlefield. Glancing around, Soul Jade found Lingwen who was restrained by the pitch-black chains of Soul Cliff.

From the final result, it seems that Soul Cliff successfully restrained Ling Zhiwen, and was restrained by the chains of the soul race that suppressed the fighting qi, and Ling Zhiwen's cute face showed a bitter expression, as well as a misty red glow, and he himself had fainted.

Soul Cliff, who was seriously injured, was sitting on the ground panting, his clothes were tattered, and there were several blood holes that had been shot through by guns, and at this time he was taking pills to heal his injuries on the ground, it seemed that Ling Zhiwen's strength was not bad, the two were almost both defeated, and even Soul Cliff was injured even more.

Soul Jade walked over expressionlessly, rudely stepped on the hand that Soul Cliff placed on the ground, and asked, "The injury is not light." "

Whoaa You guy is simply inhuman! Fractured! Soul Cliff cried out sadly.

"Shut up, you waste material, you can't be merciful when you see people's cute subordinates! You guy doesn't have a womanhood in the soul clan, so this is your first love, right? The boy is his first love or something, and it's just blowing up. "

People are hard." Soul Cliff said weakly.

"Mockery is my inherent skill, if I am not happy, I will poke my ears and not listen."

"Okay, let's stop the gossip, clean him up." Soul Jade smiled slightly, his eyes slightly cold.

Soul Cliff sighed slightly, raised his palm, and a chain filled with an eerie chill swept out of the void like a poisonous snake, piercing through Ling Zhiwen's heart.

The petite body trembled in the air for a moment, but fell silent.

Surviving people in the Celestial Tomb, 11 (12) remaining.