Second World Book

Even if the conditions are fully met, it takes hundreds of years to comprehend the swastika. It takes decades for highly talented people!

The reason is also simple. Spiritual energy needs to be accumulated. Even if there is a captain-level spiritual pressure, but the lack of spiritual energy will lead to a very weak and difficult to maintain.

The tricks in the **** solution require constant communication with the Soul Sword, and a little bit of understanding of your [inner heart], so as to master the Soul Sword.

The typical example is Ichigo. Although it is solved, it does not even know the signature technique of crescent moon.

"It turns out so, this bastard!" Nichou Li gritted his teeth, he also knew that there was such a technique, but his authority, he could not see it at all.

"My elder brother, I also want to use the psychic body, okay?" Jiunan Bai wailed, if she could save a hundred years of hard work, and she knew that Lin Mo must know how to use the psychic body.

Lin Mo's teeth were sour for a long time. Jiunanbai was not like a cute girl with a silly and white appearance. In fact, after cutting, it was black, and the belly was black.

"You can't use it at the moment, you still have to accumulate spiritual power first." Lin Motou Avenue, knowing it for a long time, wouldn't say anything about turning the body.

Jiunanbai turned to Lin Mo and acted as Xiaomi, completely out of the cool thought under the big tree, occasionally giving him a little "tofu" to taste, and then going for a little benefit, and it was not as intimate as the surface seemed.

No way, when Lin Mo found Jiunanbai, she was already aunt, and her character was completely formed. If it was too easy to gain strength, she waved and said goodbye to him.

The spirit of Wang Ba was shocked, the four seas surrendered, Kyushu came to worship, and the beauty was post-posted. After all, it was only YY. Even if Lin Mo now has the capital of the post-pregnancy post, the problem is that there are too many young girls with him.

Jiunan pursed his mouth in white, and no longer beat Lin Mo's shoulder.

Nichou looked at Lin Mo with his eyes, he didn't really want to use the body, but he believed that this adult must have a way.

"In your words, use transformation technology! Reshape the Soul Sword, as for how to transform it, use your brains more." Lin Mo sent the nirvana after giving some suggestions.

After appeasing the angry Jiunanbai, Lin Mo left the research institute, and the road met Pingzi oncoming, followed by a low-key Lan Lan.

"Yo, it turned out to be bald!" Lin Mo greeted.

"Who is bald! My name is Mako." Hiroko said dissatisfiedly, and a flash of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

"I know, bald!" Lin Mo said quietly: "Bald, what a coincidence!"

"It's not a coincidence! I don't want to have a relationship with you." Hiroko said he was going to leave.

Lin Mo raised his hand and blocked the road and asked, "Why?"

Ping Zi's mouth twitched, glancing at Lan Lan behind him, his hand secretly placed on the handle of the knife, and his expression was awkward. In the face of Lin Mo, he dared not have any care. Perhaps the next second, the head fell to the ground.

"Too close to you, there will be trouble, as for what trouble, do not need me to say it?" Pingzi pretended calmly.

"Soga!" Lin Mo lowered his hand and expressed understanding.

Pingzi left quickly, but Lan Lan behind him did not keep up, but was dissatisfied: "Who is it! Teacher, this Captain Pingzi, really hates it!"

Lin Mo gave Lan Lan a meaningful look and said, "It seems that Ping Zi made his choice! I hope he doesn't regret it!"

"Hehe~!" Lan Lan also smiled, and the two foxes conveyed information in the eyes, which was the rhythm of pitting people.

Lin Mo has given olive branches to Pingzi and several other new captains, but these people are high-ranking children who were personally promoted by old man Yamamoto, and he chose to ignore him for showing his favor.

In this case, Lin Mo also hinted to Lan Lan that he had already given up on these people and would do whatever he wanted, he would not intervene.

At first, Lan Lan thought that what she did was seamless, and her teacher was kept in the dark, but as her experience grew, she gradually understood why the teacher would train her instead of choosing others.

Time always lapses inadvertently, but for the Soul Realm, nothing has actually changed!

African blind, big dog, and silver have all graduated, especially silver. It took half a year to graduate from Zhenyang Spiritual Academy. If Lin Mo did not exist, he had become the fastest person.

The moon is dark and windy, killing night, in a lonely forest!

"Damn little devil, why haven't you come yet?" The middle-aged Grim Reaper, dressed in a hegemonic suit, complained. If it wasn't for the opponent's hands that the midnight ghost came, he must kill the little devil.

"Sorry, uncle, I'm late, I'm not familiar with this area." The smiling boy came out.

"Really?" Reaper couldn't deny it, and there was cruelty in the corner of his mouth.

"You didn't tell anyone to come here?"

"Of course, this is a secret transaction between us. If you help me become eight seats, I will keep it secret." Under the moonlight, the young man's smile was a little stern.

"That's fine! Goblin, let's die!" The middle-aged Grim Reaper suddenly broke out, pulled out the Soul Chopper and chopped it towards the young man's head.

"I knew it would be like this--" As if everything were expected, the squinting teenager opened his eyes like a venomous snake.

"Poof--!" Blood splashed, and both were frozen!

"...How could it be? No...maybe..." Bleaching eyes widened, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, bowed his head, a long sword penetrated through his xiong mouth, and it was unbelievable, why did the slashing sword suddenly become longer?

"My soul-cutting sword is the longest one in the corpse soul world! Also, I want to be three seats instead of eight seats!" Shimaru Yin with blood splattered on his face grinned and held it in his hand Beheaded.

Reaper understands that everything is the game of this little devil. From the beginning, he wanted to kill him, stepping on his corpse...

"Animal...birth!!!" Speaking of the last power, Death shouted, intending to die with the ghost that killed him!

"It's too slow!" The sword in Shimaru Yin's hand didn't know when it had retracted and became a short dagger, suddenly swept across the neck of Death like a laser!

The corpse is separated, and the dead can no longer die.

Shimaru Yin slammed the blood on the knife and looked at the corpse with a sneer: "My Chopper Soul Knife is not only the longest, but also the fastest! Idiot..."

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