Legend of Hongmeng Wukong

Chapter 459 Slave the gods, control the body (2)
At this moment, apart from consciousness, Li Lingtian doesn't belong to him anymore.He can't control his physical body.Even the soul and soul.At this moment, they are all mermaids!Although consciousness can still be freely controlled.But consciousness is not divine thought.The divine sense has been completely suppressed in the primordial spirit by the endless black threads of the soul.But he couldn't move.Even if Li Lingtian wants to drive the Conferred God Monument.

Protect yourself to the primordial spirit.But because there is no mind to motivate the mind.The Conferred God Tablet is nothing more than a dead thing.Originally, the Fengshen Monument had the function of independently protecting the primordial spirit.But Li Lingtian was destroyed because of the space restriction.Suddenly the soul was greatly damaged.The Conferred God Monument is even more so because of this.The primordial spirit preserved in the Conferred God Monument is also very sluggish at the moment.On the brink of breaking.Only Sun Wukong took advantage of the emptiness.Quickly captured Li Lingtian in one fell swoop.It directly suppressed his entire soul.

Make it temporarily cut off contact with the Fengshen Monument.Otherwise.Sun Wukong wanted to suppress the power of the Conferred God Monument.But it will not be that simple.Fortunately.Everything went smoothly as planned by Monkey King.There were no surprises.Although Li Lingtian's head is still suspended above the Conferred God Stele, but the stele, the obvious aura is dimly attracted, and there is no half of its spirituality for the time being. As long as Li Lingtian's divine sense is not connected with it, Monkey King does not need to worry about the Conferred God at all. What kind of power will the monument burst out from.

The black silk of the soul finally completely enveloped Li Lingtian's original soul. Infinite and mysterious runes emerged in the black silk of the soul, flickering on and off. Slowly, an infinite tearing force entangled Li Lingtian like a black cocoon. His soul was pulled out of his body from the sea of ​​consciousness.At this time, Sun Wukong was very dignified and solemn. Countless mysterious spells were continuously typed out, embedded in the soul of the huge black cocoon in front of him. All kinds of wonderful runes continued to emerge and light up on the black cocoon. As if bearing some powerful force, it kept trembling endlessly, and the meaning of fear, panic and begging for mercy could not be concealed, emanating from the soul of the black cocoon.

At this moment, how could Li Ling dare to rely on his identity?Although I don't understand what Sun Wukong wants to do, but the original soul is so open and aboveboard, it is held in the hands of people, and it is a deadly sense of crisis. His own dignity began to beg for mercy.

(End of this chapter)