The despair of death, the unfinished obsession, the outright hatred of the other family's mother and nominal father, and the pain of being devoured alive made him transform into a terrible ghost after death.

However, the bad taste of fate actually made him meet Wen Ze, a genius of the Thunder Wen family's generation.

The two had known each other when they were young, and Wen Ze at that time was the person Fang Dong was most envious and jealous of, this envy and jealousy had been buried deep in his heart for more than ten years, and he originally thought that he would never see each other in the future, but he didn't expect that he actually bumped into Wen Ze after becoming a powerful ghost.

Fleeing all the way, chasing and killing all the way, the thunder and lightning with a hint of panic have already made his ghost body scatter, I am afraid that it will not last long before it will completely dissipate between heaven and earth.

"Why, don't you dare to speak?"

The ghost shuttled between the stone houses, Fang Dong was suddenly shocked to find that the fluctuations belonging to Wen Ze behind him stopped, the ghost body changed for a while, and a face immediately appeared on the back, and the ghost looked ahead, Wen Ze, who was like a maggot chasing him for several days and nights, was actually standing on the edge of the roof of a stone house, motionless.

There was a rare heaviness and vigilance on his rock-solid expression.

"The threat worked?"

At this moment, Fang Dong's heart passed through a lot, and what he thought about the most was regret, regretting that his pig brain couldn't come up with a way to threaten earlier, so that he was chased in vain for a few days and nights, and the ghost body was transparent.

Not counting those livestock-like humans, even if he was a monk, as long as he didn't smell this kind of perversion, he was not afraid at all.

"How do you want me to say hello, Wen Ze is going to enter the White Bone Dao, you are still so naïve. ”

The ghost body dissipated like a cloud, and the next moment, Fang Dong appeared in front of the Desire Temple,

The gray ghost claw rested on the shoulder of the black-shirted boy, grimacing with an undisguised grimace.

......

With a hint of strangeness at the corner of his mouth, Wen Ze looked at Fang Dong and fell silent for a while, not knowing what to say.

The thought in my mind was probably "Please start your show, Pippon".

"Now, cut off your legs, quickly. Fang Dong shouted loudly, a sickly flush appeared on his pale grimace for a while, the structure of ghosts and humans is completely different, but the more advanced the ghosts, the more anthropomorphic they will be.

Some of the ghosts even look like living people.

Looking at Wen Ze's eyes as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person, Fang Dong's heart became more and more anxious.

"I'm going to do it quickly, or I'll kill him right now. When the time comes, it will be transmitted back to Xingluo, and it will also let people see how dignified the genius of the Lei family is, and see how your Lei family will gain a foothold in the future. ”

Fang Dong continued to threaten.

But by this point, he had already noticed that something was not quite right.

can survive more than a dozen bloody battles in the ring from an ordinary person, he is obviously not a fool, but he was chased too badly and chased too hard by Wen Ze before, so that when he saw a trace of white light, he thought it was light, but he didn't know that when the atomic bomb exploded, it was also white light.

Now, with suspicion, he naturally noticed something he hadn't noticed before.

Calm, the hostage in his hand is too calm, and the composure is not at all like what is written in the book.

In fact, he didn't know, if it weren't for the Yin Yang Baishou Pill, the huge vitality overflowed, so that Shang Luo's exposed murderous aura and strong smell of blood were rushed, otherwise he wouldn't dare to rise up to the idea of getting closer.

A trace of gray yin qi quietly sank and penetrated into the body of the black-shirted young man, however, as soon as he came into contact, that trace of yin qi lost contact with him like a stone sinking into the sea, and suddenly, the smile on Fang Dong's face froze.

"Ahem, this friend, I don't know each other if I don't fight, I'll see you next time. ”

He coughed dryly, and suddenly retracted the ghost claws, and it was a pity that he couldn't let the damn Wen Ze cut off his legs, but he didn't have a third life after all.

When a person dies, he can become a ghost, and after a ghost dies, can he become something else?

And at this moment, a black-red, black-red energy suddenly burst out from the black-shirted young man in front of him, like an extremely vicious beast.

This energy is cold, dead, bloodthirsty, and cruel, for a moment, it makes him like falling into an ice cave, and it is funny to say that a ghost can even feel cold, in the dark, he is like standing in a silent darkness, and a pair of blood-colored eyes as big as the sky behind him are staring at him.

The gray yin qi that made up the ghost's body made a sneering sound, like the sound of a person falling into the magma and the flesh being burned.

Fang Dong didn't dare to move anymore, although he could feel that this black and red power was devouring his ghost body, but at this time, he seemed to be surrounded by a hungry tiger and a child circling around, moving, he would be bitten to death immediately, not moving, and he could still breathe for a while.

[Overlord Sword] sounds like a knife move, but in Shang Luo's opinion, what he cultivates is a special energy, this special energy is cultivated by a touch of death of the deceased before death and a touch of murder when the killer kills the opponent, the quality is extremely high, and it is even higher than his Yin and Netherworld spiritual power at the moment.

This energy is very special, like the law of intrinsicism, which can only amplify the sword path abilities such as sword mang, sword momentum, and sword intent.

Before, Shang Luo hadn't tested other weapons, but although the black and red qi could attach to it, it didn't show the super attack power attached to Mo Li.

As his cultivation grew longer and longer, he could still do it by summoning this energy to suppress the yin qi, and even after devouring some of the yin qi on the edge of the ghost body, Shang Luo found that the progress of the [Tyrant Knife] had actually increased directly, but unfortunately the increase was too small and too small, I was afraid that if he swallowed the whole ghost, it would not be enough for him to push the progress of the [Tyrant Knife] by 1%.

"Spare your life, sir. ”

Fang Dong sobbed, tears and snot on his face, for the second time in his life, he felt a sense of despair before death, and some of the actions he made when he was born as a human also reacted involuntarily.

Shang Luo glanced at him lightly, did not speak, his feet automatically took two steps forward, although he knew that those were not real tears and snot, but Fang Dong's yin qi was conjured, but if he really touched it, he still felt disgusted.

On the tip of his toes, the surrounding ghost mist was thick, Shang Luo immediately began to try to use the ghost mist to devour the yin qi, the ghost mist is transformed by the spiritual power of the yin and the underworld, with the effect of devouring the homologous ghost mist, the more it is devoured, the faster its spirituality and power will grow, and even to a certain extent, without the spiritual power supply of the monk, the ghost mist itself can grow, recover, attack, and defend.

It's just that simply expecting to devour the ghost mist of other monks is too slow and too slow.

Shang Luo also thought about whether he could replace it with other high-quality energy, if it was feasible, there was no doubt that the growth rate of his ghost mist would be greatly accelerated.