Yes, you are tired. Even with the blessing of speed, you have to concentrate while constantly dodging. This is the easiest way to tire the soul.

I feel that I need to have a good sleep, and Silly Tiger also needs to have a good sleep. If it weren't for that monster, I would really choose to do that.

However, the same problem is that I cannot help but believe in myself, so when my own mind tells me to procrastinate, I procrastinate. This time it tells me to take the initiative to attack, so I take the initiative to attack!

So, I jumped down without hesitation. I saw the cold light in the monster's eyes. This behavior, which was regarded as a provocation and an interference with its magic, obviously aroused its huge anger and gave me a tragic blow.

'lessons'.

In the extremely fast fight just now, I fell hard to the ground. Even though I am in the state of a soul, I cannot feel the pain of falling. Even though I am a soul, I will not die because of being caught in my flesh and blood.

Because those flesh and blood are just manifestations, they are actually my soul power and have not hurt the core of my soul.

But if this continues, after my soul power is weakened by being 'grabbed' again and again, I will really be unable to protect the core of my soul.

With such a speed, it's so fast

So, I started to feel sorry for Silhu. I really felt sorry for him, but what came from Silhu’s consciousness was infinite trust. There was not even a trace of doubt about my aggressive behavior of ‘seeking death’.

At this time, how much I hated my own incompetence and why I couldn't resist myself.

The monster circled in the sky above me, and then stopped. It looked like it was about to cast a spell again. As for why I knew it was about to cast a spell, I don't know.

I have never experienced such a state. At the same time, I feel like I am schizophrenic, and at the same time I am in strong denial, but I still rely on my inexplicable will.

This is extremely painful mental torture.

But that thought kept telling me, stand up and continue to attack. If you don't want to die, I need time now, stand up, stand up and continue to attack.

I stood up staggeringly. I don't know why, but I subconsciously looked back at 'me' (Silly Tiger). I was shocked! It was really shocking. I couldn't find a piece of the huge, almost fifteen-meter-long body.

The whole piece of meat, which is more than one meter long, is covered with scars and dense scratches.

The deepest part of the body was cracked in more than a dozen places, and the white bones could be vaguely seen, where the flesh and blood had been torn off! And the majestic pair of wings, composed of countless small whirlpools, began to become in pieces.

.

In fact, I felt it before. Silly Tiger's speed had slowed down, but it was not slow enough to allow the monster to attack wantonly like before.

I just feel that Silly Tiger's repeated evasion has annoyed this monster, and it will choose to cast the spell on its own. Otherwise, the most correct approach should not be to delay with me, wait for my spell to fail, and then take me down in one fell swoop.

?

However, I took a look at the monster and felt that its eyes were a little taboo, but its gaze fell on me, who was sitting calmly cross-legged. It didn't taboo the stupid tiger, but it tabooed me? Ordinarily, what did it taboo about me? Magic?

In fact, according to its ability, even the Thunder Jue is helpless against it. Not to mention that it is sure to use its speed to hurt me before the lightning strikes it. I don't know if it has other countermeasures to suppress the attack.

What does it taboo against me? But, I don’t know why? I took a look at the calm me, and I felt in my heart that the inexplicable aura it exuded would make people taboo.

Continue to attack, continue to attack, why do you do this useless action? Fighting is cruel, and I don't even need to sympathize with myself. I thought a lot during this turning back action, but I was strongly scolded by my own will.

I have to admit that this kind of scolding is reasonable. Fighting is like this. You don't even need sympathy for yourself. Bleeding, pain, and even death are the consequences that you are destined to accept in the battle. What are you using that useless emotion for? ?

But, continue to attack? What is the difference between continuing to attack and risking death? I felt a strong sense of guilt in my heart, but it was still Silhu’s unwavering trust that responded to me. I even felt that this method was like a sacrifice. Silly tiger, but delaying time.

But once again, I was too weak to resist myself and rushed towards the monster.

'Boom' My soul fell to the ground again in the shock. My behavior has completely angered the monster. I have learned the most painful lesson since the fight. This time I feel that my soul is about to disperse. When I opened it, I felt that Silhu, the demon soul that had been with me for more than thirty years, was on the verge of collapse for the first time, because I had protected it well before.

My wind wings were about to dissipate and I was no longer able to stand up, but the monster still stopped this time and started to cast spells non-stop. Perhaps this choice was because I was taboo that my wind wings had not dissipated and I didn't want to fight with him. I played the chasing game again, but I knew very well that the bigger reason was because it hated me, the me who sat cross-legged and didn't know what I was doing.

And I glanced helplessly at that me, who was performing a mysterious and mysterious-looking hand trick at the moment, because that was also me. I instantly understood in my heart that this hand trick was the reason for the rapid recovery of soul power. A technique that forcibly transforms the power of heaven and earth into the power of one's own soul!

The price is that it will damage the core of the soul, that is, the more three souls and seven souls are transformed, the greater the damage. The reason for drinking that kind of wine is to compensate for this damage.

That me was so calm, and there was still a faint disdain for my own abilities in my heart. How much of the world could I convert into soul power? Even if I could withstand the damage caused by the secret technique, I couldn't bear much, not to mention a pot of unsatisfactory tonic wine.

This is a good thing, but my own thoughts seem to be something that is not worth being happy at all. I find that I hate myself a little, and all these thoughts show what an awkward person I am.

I thought that Shahu’s mission was over, but unexpectedly, another unswerving thought came into my mind: stand up, continue, attack!

Why? Why would I have such an idea? Isn’t this going to kill Silly Tiger? Once again, Silly Tiger has a high probability of only having one result, and that is - death!

Silly Hu and I have a closer relationship than biological brothers. Why would I let Silly Hu die? At this time, what was left of Wind Wings was already a faint shadow, and it was in pieces. It looked better than nothing at all. It's going to be miserable.

At this time, I was certain that the monster's spell was only aimed at the me sitting cross-legged. It seemed that it knew that Silly Tiger would try his best to stop it so that it could not hurt the me sitting cross-legged, so it did not hesitate to use the spell. Law, one-time solution.

Sometimes, people have to trust the instinct of beasts. Even if the person in front of them is a monster, it is still a beast, right?

I didn't want to think about these messy things, but I subconsciously developed a resistance. I thought about these messy things in order to divert my own unwavering will and the will to attack.

But is this useful? It’s no use. The voice in my heart is like overlapping waves. Each wave is stronger than the last wave. When attacking, one wrong move will cause the whole game to be lost. What is important in battle is tactics, strength and strength. Persistence in cooperation, any emotion is useless or a drag!

Go, go, go. I was almost stunned, but I really couldn’t resist myself. I stood up staggeringly again, but Shahu’s own will showed no regrets. Quiet.

My heart ached so much that I almost bleed, but I still chose to pounce on me again. My speed was no longer fast, even just a little faster than before Condensing Wind Wings. I pounced in front of the monster, my heart was bleeding, thinking It was another violent blow, and I even saw the silly tiger's soul flying away, while my soul and will returned to their original state, helpless.

But the strange thing this time was that the monster did not launch any attack on me, but just let my tiger claws fall on it. Compared to the power of each of its attacks, my tiger claws seemed so soft. But it was a breakthrough, leaving some scars on it for the first time!

Is there such a thing? I was shocked and inexplicable. But what reason did I have not to seize this opportunity? Once again, I raised my tiger claws, endured the pain, and used almost all my bites and sweeps. Attack this monster.

Under such an attack, even if it is stronger than me, it will inevitably be hurt. However, just when I was inexplicably happy, the monster's eyes that had been closed suddenly opened.

Once again, just like when it first appeared and attacked me, a strong sense of crisis suddenly erupted in my heart, and another life-and-death crisis erupted.
Chapter completed!