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When Ling Qi opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the dead eyes of the nameless Taoist priest, and then he noticed that the whirlwind around him had not yet dissipated, as if carrying the resentment of the Taoist priest.

"Heh, even my soul has been devoured clean, so I still want to turn into a ghost and ask for my life. ”

With a smile, Ling Qi waved his hand, and a large piece of the void collapsed, and a crimson demon hand with sharp claws suddenly reached out, grabbed the remains of the Taoist priest, and then retracted.

The wind stopped, the power of levitation subsided, and Ling Qi rolled over and landed in a dashing manner.

He first felt the strength of the limbs, and felt that there was no increase, as if the soul that was swallowed by him entered Zhu Bajie's stomach, and before he tasted it, it was gone.

When he exhaled out of the attribute panel, the real data proved that his perception was not biased, and he did not explode because of that pure soul.

Fortunately, he himself could vaguely feel that he had indeed become stronger, not physically strong, but spiritually full, as if as long as he wanted, he could release the soul impact that would crush the steel into mud at any time!

It's a pity that this powerful feeling can't be transformed into substance yet, because it's not even the promotion of sub-attribute spirits and wills, but the sublimation of soul essence!

The power of the physical body can make people fight tigers and capture elephants, and the spiritual power is strong enough to a certain extent, and it can also manipulate people's hearts, and even materialize the spiritual attacks of nothingness! These are all things that can be felt naturally, and there is no need for other special conditions to exert their effects!

The only exception is the soul, which is independent of the physical body, but is still confined to the physical body until a complete qualitative change takes place.

Mental power is the only concept that is related to both the physical body and the soul, and the strength of the body or soul will lead to an increase in mental power. But if the soul's unilateral bonus to spiritual power far exceeds the body's accommodating capacity, once these powers explode in full force, the only result will be - bang!

There are laws in the world, it doesn't mean that your soul is comparable to a god, and you can do what a god can do with a weak body, otherwise what else do you have to do in a trinity, without a divine body and a godhead, the mortal body can't carry that kind of great power at all!

It was precisely from the extremely powerful sense of the soul and the unbreakable limitations of the physical body that Ling Qi truly felt the existence of imprisonment.

He immediately understood that this was the result of his overexploitation of the flesh. If he normally broke the shackles and strengthened to the current level, such as Leo, then even if he still couldn't exert all his soul energy, at least the overflowing energy would have a beneficial effect on the further strength of the physical body!

The only thing to be thankful for is that, as a man who has not broken even the first shackle, he is not ignorant and helpless of the soul! Because, the skill of seclusion, gives him the ability to perceive the existence of the soul in advance, and in that state, at least his soul can be temporarily separated from the body! And the fullness of the soul is a hundred times stronger and more wonderful than that of the body!

He was very suspicious that the reason why the Nightmare was able to get to such a point, almost turning into a fierce ghost in the body of a living creature, was because it also had this natural ability!

Perhaps that innate skill is not "hidden" at all, and the Juggernaut is only named and described according to its effect, not the essence!

Ling Qi, who has become stronger in another aspect, is very satisfied with his choice! In fact, even if the gains outweigh the losses, it is better than the "enemy"!

Whether it is a demon or a spirit slayer, they are all means and tools that he has to use in order to become stronger, and putting the cart before the horse is not what he wants!

Even if it is not cultivated, compared to it, his mixed soul is the most cherished, at least it belongs to him, and it is the root of everything except his own consciousness!

Apart from the self-consciousness, apart from the soul, what is there that cannot be abandoned?

I don't know if it was because of the influence of the demon, or because of his previous experience, Ling Qi also began to think that as long as the soul was immortal, even if the physical body was destroyed, it would be nothing, just change the body!

He doesn't have the ability to reshape his soul yet, but it doesn't have to be difficult to recreate a body. Even if he dislikes the random copying of the flesh too weak, he doesn't have some ready-made options around him!

Demons, skeletons, elves!

That is already related to him on the spiritual level, so it can naturally be used as a spare tire.

Maybe this is too despicable and evil, maybe even the loyal Leo will not be willing to be taken away by him, but when he really wants to do something, where will he care about anything else!

Morality, feelings, emotions, and even principles, like spirit slayers and demon clones, are just means and tools that can be used, and they are by no means fundamental!

In order to make himself stronger, to make his subordinates more loyal, to make his enemies weaker, he can enrich and arm himself with them at any time. After achieving the goal, of course, abandon it!

Ling Qi couldn't do this very well, but he was no longer unwilling.

Just as he believed that the wrong path would be the most suitable for him!

If you can't let the soul and the body go hand in hand, why not specialize in cultivating together, and turn into a fierce ghost and a fierce spirit, it's better than ashes!

After solving the Taoist priest who blocked the way, the group went on the road again, Ling Qi glanced at Veronica who was unconscious, and didn't say anything, just asked Leo to carry her.

He was very curious about how the two of them got out of that strange space at that time, and even more curious about what kind of mentality the woman who was far away from him held.

But he didn't ask, no matter what, because he felt that it was unnecessary.

He already has the strength to crush the enemy and me, so why bother with the side branches.

He was so obsessed with that powerful force that he almost lost himself and went down another path, but fortunately, by mistake, he rediscovered his transcendent self.

Everywhere, strength alone is fundamental. The power is strong, and any hidden forces and hermit masters are ants. The strength is weak, and no matter how much you calculate, you can't beat a heavy punch!

The next day, when Chaoxia had just emerged, Ling Qi returned to the place that once belonged to him.

Veronica had woken up last night, but had been silent all night, apparently on her mind.

Stopped at the bottom of the city tower, looking at the closed steel gate, a very dark machine gun was mounted outside the wall, and the other party was clearly prepared.

Ling Qi had already expected this result, after all, since his return, whether it was going to the Cannon Clan or returning to New Vegas, he had almost walked in a straight line!

Straight line, carrying his determination and conceit!

He doesn't even need spies, a fool can guess it! In fact, no matter how fast his feet are, can he still fly in the sky or over the airwaves? Why should he deliberately speed up or slow down, or even change his direction, to cover up something!

obviously has an absolute advantage, so you should crush it unscrupulously. Enemy?

Leo also stared at the familiar and unfamiliar place, the walls of New Vegas were still so grand and tall, but the visual effect became thicker.

There are colorful flags on the castle tower, and in addition to being eye-catching, the only characteristic is childishness.

A few people watched as a tall black man stepped out of the castle from behind the tower, with a muscular body and perfect muscular curves.

Although he had changed drastically from the past, Ling Qi still recognized it at a glance, that was the number one thug he once commanded, King Kong!

It's been more than half a year, and it's really a reunion after a long absence. But for him, the difference is actually less than half a month. The sublimation and transformation of the soul can withstand the rotation of others.

Time is the most confusing, passing or stopping, who can tell.

"This is the New Vegas Federation, if it's a friend..."

Listening to the black people shouting loudly, looking at the twenty or thirty majestic guards who followed, and feeling their complex emotions mixed with excitement and fear, the source of the greatest fear was actually the most uncaring and powerful black leader on the surface!

In just half a year, Mr. Yes has not only swept away all the idle forces of Nedahua, but also made new breakthroughs in the field of biochemistry!

This black man is definitely not weaker than the average fully armed kinetic mecha warrior at this moment, his bone strength is comparable to that of alloy, and his muscle texture is the color of metal!

If it weren't for the fact that Mr. Hao had some special stubbornness, this black man had actually been transformed into a person who did not look like a human being, except for a very good human skin.

This is not in line with his original requirements of only seeking ability and not appearance, but Mr. Good's approach is undoubtedly more acceptable to the public, but he is not a human being.

A non-human with a group of non-humans? What kind of person can he be himself?

Ling Qi felt amused, but he didn't laugh at himself, he squinted his eyes and realized that he could see through much more than before!

With the remarks of blacks about friends and enemies, not knowing whether to make peace or invite the king into the urn, the morning sun rises higher and higher.

Ling Qi didn't feel too much discomfort, as his strength increased, especially the growth of his soul, it was difficult for this level of light to suppress him.

Incarnating darkness is just an introduction, strengthening darkness is the foundation, and his soul is the source of darkness.

The black man hadn't finished speaking, and Ling Qi, who was originally going to read about the old love, had already begun to get impatient.

What are the big ants still yelling about, threatening, begging for mercy?

Ling Qi came back to his senses, a little dazed, and then looked up at the southeast sky, a playful smile on the corner of his lips.

In that direction, there was a very inconspicuous little black spot under the sky, as thin as a fly!

It was like glycerin falling into sewage, squeezing the surrounding dark clouds farther and farther away, and a beam of dazzling sunlight carried the purple gas from the east, and instantly threw it over the city of New Vegas.

"It turns out that it's not a scientific research department..."

"Come to think of it, it's not a style at all!"

Ling Qi was stunned, before the dazzling sunlight shone on him, he was scattered and weakened by the layers of magnetic force that densely spread around him, and then his whole person seemed to be covered with a shadow, where could the remaining light penetrate the thick darkness!

"Hahaha! Lynch! You dare to come back, don't you know-"

Ling Qi heard the arrogant voice of the black man again, and sighed slightly.

"Use the previous methods to deal with me now, isn't this your hole card?"

"What a disappointment!"