League of Legends God-level Summoner

The strong holy light enveloped the whole body of 6 Chuan.

The dazzling light made Liu Chuan in the center unable to open his eyes.

But even closing his eyes is of no avail, the light is too strong, even with a layer of occlusion of the eyelids, the light can still pass through the eyelids without obstruction and hit his eyeballs directly.

The eyeballs began to burn.

6 Chuan felt a tingling sensation.

The feeling was like putting a drop of boiling chili oil on the eyeballs, which was unbearable.

He subconsciously wanted to reach out to wipe his eyelids, but found that the skin on his arm was melting like ice cream falling from the hot asphalt road at this time.

The light was too strong, and it was all concentrated around his body, his whole body began to melt slowly.

6 Chuanqiang gritted his teeth. He is now in the state of soul in this space. If he wants to wash his soul and lay a good foundation again, he must endure all these pains.

There has never been such a good thing as a pie in the sky. Whatever you get, then you must pay something accordingly.

The heat in the light is still increasing. If Liu Chuan can see what he looks like now, it must be terrible. At this time, his whole body is bloody, there is no place intact, and the blood is flowing out. Steamed away by the strong light.

But for 6 Chuan, it is better now. He was already numb with pain, and the painful nerves were not so strong anymore.

What 6 Chuan didn't expect was that terrible pain was still waiting for him, and it was only the first step to destroy the soul form.

After being dissolved by the strong light and turned into dust and mist, 6 Chuan was left with only a faint soul.

This is his true soul body.

After the strong light destroyed all the six rivers, it also dissipated, and what followed was the darkness that could not be seen at a glance.

In the darkness, at this moment a faint flame glowing with purple light suddenly rose.

The flames grew bigger and bigger, and finally the entire space was filled with flames. Naturally, Liu Chuan's soul body could not escape this disaster, and his soul was swallowed by the flames.

This kind of flame seems to be specially used to burn and roast the soul. Just a little bit of it makes Liuchuan feel like his soul is bitten by ten thousand ants, and his body is hot and itchy.

He seemed to see the death **** holding a sickle beckoning him, in the raging fire.

Approaching him step by step, slowly stretched out his hand to him.

"Come to me, **** is much more comfortable than here." said the **** of death.

Indeed, 6 Chuan was a little shaken.

He had never experienced such a feeling before, and he couldn't describe the general feeling of kneeling and begging for mercy.

He was about to agree. He followed the **** of death. Even if he went to hell, there would be no such painful things waiting for him, right?

But the delicate and delicate face of the gods flashed in his mind at this time.

No way! Where is this?

If you just give up like this, doesn't it seem too useless?

6 Chuan snorted, letting the faint fire roast his soul, even the shape of the soul at this time became extremely transparent, and it would drift away at any time.

But it was abruptly survived in this darkness, this dark fiery prison.

After I don't know how long, the fire slowly dissipated, and Liu Chuan's soul body slowly fell to the ground weakly.

If there is color in the soul, I am afraid it is already blackened.

But without waiting for him to take a breather, the second test soon followed.

It was still in this dark and chaotic space, and not long after the fire had dissipated, there were scattered blood flowers floating in the sky.

Yes, bloodbath.

It has the color of blood and the shape of snowflakes.

But it brought an extremely biting cold.

If the cold was originally within 6 Chuan's tolerance, just after the high-temperature baking, the temperature suddenly dropped to an extreme, causing the soul of 6 Chuan to form a layer of frost.

The temperature continued to drop, and Liu Chuan could not estimate what concept the temperature appeared to be so low, but he was certain that it was a temperature that he had never heard of even in his own world.

The state of the soul is not affected by temperature, but 6 Chuan felt cold.

"Stick to the heart, these are just for the process of washing the soul, we must survive!" 6 Chuan meditated to himself in his heart.

He remembered a word the **** said to him earlier.

"Take any pain as happiness and enjoy it, so maybe it will feel better."

This sentence seems very contradictory, but in the extremely painful state of 6 Chuan ~www.readwn.com~, thinking of it as a feeling of happiness can indeed have a lot of effect.

The blood flower grew bigger and bigger. Soon, in this dark space, the ground was covered with blood, and Liu Chuan’s soul was buried in it. He was about to freeze, and he even had some consciousness. Fuzzy drifted away.

As time passed by, his consciousness became weaker and weaker.

So that in the end, he almost fainted coldly.

"Tick." A drop of water dripped gently on his soul at this time, causing Liu Chuan to shock.

"Tick, tick..."

Up in the sky, raindrops suddenly began to fall continuously. Although the temperature of the raindrops is not high, it is enough to melt them compared to the cold **** blossoms.

So the blood that spread all over the place turned into **** water, accompanied by a strong smell of stench, Liu Chuan even suspected that the blood was squeezed out of him.

However, this rain could be regarded as saving Liuchuan's life. His life was already hanging by a thread. As long as he dragged on for a while, he would be frozen to death here.

Because the current six rivers survived entirely on the remaining consciousness in the soul, if this consciousness were also frozen, the soul would dissipate.

The rain is getting heavier and harder to see everything in the sky, only the colorless and turbid raindrops are falling continuously.

In the end, it turned into a downpour, which washed away all the blood.

"Is this rain to wash the soul?" 6 Chuan thought secretly, but soon, he realized that he was wrong.

The rain gradually increased, and at the end the thick rain line could not even be separated.

"Boom!!" At this time, a thunder rang out in the air.

"Second card!!" A dazzling thunder and lightning fell straight, hitting Liu Chuan's soul weight.