Chapter 113: The desire to survive is extremely strong
As for why he didn't try to devour the black and red energy, he didn't try it, but that time, the blood loss exploded.
The idea of not moving to devour was fine, but once the ghost mist showed the idea of devouring, it was immediately crushed by the black and red power.
This feeling is like a monkey standing next to a tiger, extremely playful, the tiger may not want to deal with it, but as long as the monkey dares to use the monkey's claws to brush the tiger's whiskers, the end must be miserable.
Picking up the tiger's whiskers is the bottom line of the tiger, and being devoured is also the bottom line of black and red energy.
As a result, that night, the black and red qi completely rioted, like a tyrannical and crazy beast, pressing the little brother who tried to provoke him to the ground and rubbing wildly.
Not to mention that the ghost fog was devoured completely, more than a dozen white bone mound lying guns, or the kind that were shot in the head, you know, Shang Luo at that time was not like now, there were more than 800 white bone puppets under his command, and more than a dozen drizzle, which was not worth mentioning.
More than a dozen white bone mounds died on the spot, never to recover, and even the souls trapped in the bones were devoured.
It was also that night that Shang Luo saw the danger of [Overlord Knife].
It's no wonder that Shang Wu's inheritance left in his mind points out that this secret method is extremely dangerous and may get out of control at any time.
The power bred by death and murderous aura is indeed like a fierce beast, it is well tamed, it can be turned into the sharpest war knife in its hand, and if it is not tamed well, it will hurt itself first.
However, Shang Luo was not deterred by the riot of black and red, the process of cultivation was essentially a process of continuous exploration and knowledge, but he was even more interested in it, after all, it was about the "food" of the ghost fog.
Of course, the Fog Vein in the White Bone Dao is dedicated to cultivating the Ghost Mist, or there are records, but it is obviously impossible for him to pin all his hopes on the Fog Vein, and his own experiment may be a little slower, but it is not impossible to succeed.
"Failed. ”
His brows furrowed, with a hint of disappointment, and after a breath, Shang Luo's face immediately returned to his previous indifference, and the ghost mist converged and dissipated, as if nothing had happened before.
"But it's not without its gains. ”
Shang Luo said silently in his heart, a meter away, this "bold" ghost cowered, the ghost body trembled slightly, as if trembling, after taking a look, he immediately remembered the scene that happened in front of him just now, the somewhat transparent ghost body suddenly became a little condensed under the effect of the ghost fog.
He didn't see this at first, but felt that the ghost fog had decreased to a certain extent, and after a closer look, he could see it.
This process is certainly not the unilateral devouring of the ghost fog by the ghost body, after all, the ghost fog has a certain spirituality, if it is swallowed, the ghost fog will definitely resist and repel, and as the owner of the ghost fog, even if there is only a very small resistance, he can also perceive it, after all, the ghost fog is in a sense the same as spiritual power, which is equivalent to an extension of the monk's body.
Instead, the process is somewhat like the healing effect of the ghost mist on the bone golem.
However, in this way, Shang Luo was even more curious about the existence of the ghost mist.
Transformed by spiritual power, but different from the spiritual power itself, like restoring the white bone puppet, his Yin Netherworld spiritual power is completely useless.
"Just like water and hydrogen peroxide, they are both composed of hydrogen and oxygen, but whether it is chemical or physical properties, are they completely different?"
Shang Luo held his chin with his left hand, and there were thousands of thoughts in his mind, and for a while he fell into some kind of contemplation.
......
"Damn, why is this happening?"
At this moment, Fang Dong, who was surrounded by black and red, wanted to cry without tears, feeling that he must have been rejected by heaven and earth, otherwise he would be unlucky.
But he is a powerful ghost in the end, and his obsession is rare in the world.
For example, if he transforms independently, his potential is generally excellent, and the ghosts born of torture like Yang Yue are far from being comparable to him.
It is like a feed chicken raised on a chicken farm, and the meat quality is far from being comparable to that of free-range chickens.
"This adult, I haven't done anything bad, you just let me go, as the saying goes, saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, if you let me go, I will definitely remember your good in my heart, only you will look forward to the future with you as the horse's head, you let me go east, I will never dare to go west." ”
Fang Dong cried and grimaced, and his desire to survive was extremely strong.
"Oh, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, but you're not human. ”
Shang Luo listened to it funny and quipped.
It stands to reason that there are not a few ghosts he has seen, and there is only one soul cultivator in the storage ring, and it is more like he has seen all the ghosts that he should see in his life in Yang Yue's mansion before.
But no matter which one it is, it is far less real than the one in front of you.
Not bad, true.
Not to mention those in Yang Yue's house, even the ghosts that Zhou Hongyun turned into were extremely fierce and could not communicate at all.
Ghosts are born of obsessions, and ordinary ghosts can't remember anything except obsessions, and the more powerful the ghosts, the more like living people.
"It's ...... mutated. ”
Taking a closer look at this somewhat heartfelt ghost, Shang Luo found that there were tiny arc beats in its almost transparent ghost body, and traces of thunder were all over the ghost body like blood vessels.
Perceiving out, he found that these arc thunderbolts were not the energy left over after the attack at all, but rather some kind of mysterious change in the thunder and yin qi, which were essentially integrated.
Thunder and lightning, yin energy.
Not to mention the innate opposition to water and fire, but it is not much different.
Thunder and lightning is the most violent power in heaven and earth, restraining all evils, righteous and magnificent, who would have thought that this thunder and lightning would be integrated with yin qi, and its absurdity is probably that the gray wolf fell in love with the beautiful sheep one day.
"However, there are no wonders in the world, and anyone who cultivates the Thunder Law can worship under the door of the White Bone Dao, and the fusion of thunder and lightning and Yin Qi is not a big deal. ”
Silently glanced at the young man in a blue and purple suit thirty meters away, if Qian Duoduo's little fat man said it right, this one in front of him is Bingsan Thunder Maniac, his real name is Wen, and he was born in the Xingluo Wen family.
The Wen family is known as the Thunder Wen family, and the family is located in the north of Xingluo, and its status is equivalent to that of the Jade family in the middle of Xingluo, and the Cui family is in the west of Xingluo.
Whether it is the Yu family, or the Cui family, or the merchants, the matter of cultivation is actually blocked, and a lot of news only exists at the upper level, and the people below don't know, like when they just crossed over, in Shang Luo's cognition, a master who is equivalent to the triple refining body is an invincible existence, and today, in his eyes, a triple refining body is probably not much bigger than an ant.
But there is one family that is extremely special, the Thunder Wen family.
Although the existence of cultivation was not clearly revealed, the Lei family's use of spells was not hidden at all, so that the legend that "the Wen family is a descendant of the Thunder God" circulated everywhere in Xingluo.