Chapter 415: The Correct Way to Collect Evil Thoughts
As these words sounded, an extremely pure force entered Lin Hu's body, and Lin Hu was no stranger to the composition of power, it was an evil thought, an extremely pure evil thought.
So, this is what this poor man did?
This is the basic operation of the power of all evils?
Not for me, as a well-educated tiger in the new era, how could he do such a thing?
The family of three is fine, why do you want to sacrifice, I don't eat people.
Change.
In another scene, a handsome man with a sword in his hand is standing on the top of a tall building, and below him is a sea of fire.
A young girl struggled out of the fire and cried out hoarsely. "Second brother, why?"
The expression on the man's face remained unchanged, and he only said lightly. "I've been stuck in a bottleneck for a long time, and I don't have much money at home to buy elixir with me. ”
At this, he paused, and a maniacal smile appeared on his face. "Didn't you say that you can give up all your possessions for me to practice martial arts?"
"Your life is your greatest possession. ”
"Make one last contribution to me!"
I'll go, I didn't expect you to be handsome, and your heart is so vicious, kill your sister and sacrifice to the sky!
No, he seems to be offering sacrifices to me?
Another picture unfolded.
Hundreds of human beings stood at the bottom of the cliff, and above the cliff, there was a huge wooden statue, and the statue was a black tiger with wings, which was Qiqi.
"Worship the gods!" an old voice sounded, and several strong men pulled ropes and dragged one human after another up.
There are men, women and children, and some people look like a family.
Soon, these dozens of people were pulled onto the altar.
Soon, a young woman was pulled out, the woman was weak and beautiful, and her watery pupils were full of panic and despair.
But her hands were tightly clinging to a small cloth wrap, and even though her hands and feet were tied with ropes, she tried her best not to let it fall.
"Zhang Chen, eighteen years old, has a son, July of the year. The old man's voice was so loud that it resounded almost throughout the cliff.
"Zhang Zheng, nineteen years old, his husband. Another man was pulled out, his face full of death, and he only quietly stepped forward, blocking the woman's body.
The old man nodded, a kind smile on his face, and his voice became louder and louder. "Her husband loves her very much, and she has the heart of raising her eyebrows and growing old together. ”
"There are two elderly people in the family, and they have no heart to do anything about it, and they have the intention of seeing it as their own. The two middle-aged men and women were also pulled out, and they didn't have much expression on their faces, just standing quietly with the man, blocking the woman and the child behind them.
The smile on the old man's face became more and more obvious, almost overflowing from his chrysanthemum-like face, but under his kind smile, what he read out made Lin Hu feel a little uncomfortable in his heart.
"Family harmony and beauty, husband and wife go on a blind date, father and son are filial, be a sacrifice!"
"Sacrifice, sacrifice!" began to cheer the men and women who were low, and the thick evil thoughts gathered together towards the poor strange on the top of the mountain.
The two strong men standing above the crowd pulled out the long knives hanging from their waists, stepped forward in three or two steps, and one of the strong men stretched out his big hand, raised his hand and grabbed the package in the woman's hand.
"No!!" The woman let out a terrible scream and wanted to rush forward, but she was pulled by the rope and could not enter.
The middle-aged man and woman and the young man all began to struggle violently, but they were slapped by another strong man with the back of his knife, and they all knelt on the ground.
Their kneecaps had been shattered by the knife.
"Sacrifice to the gods. With the old man's loud shout, the strong man grabbed the hand of the package and squeezed it hard.
Blood began to flow out of the package, and a small pure life died at the bottom of the cliff.
The bound crowd began to let out mournful cries, but their fate was already sealed, and as the old man pronounced his sentence again and again, life after life was harvested, and then skinned and hung under the statue.
From the setting of the moon, the human skin was absorbed by the poor strange statue above in just one night.
Along with it, a large number of pure evil thoughts, and some pure souls, were invested in Lin Hu's current body.
Lin Hu shivered excitedly, and he couldn't accept it in his heart.
He had also practiced the power of all evils, but what he didn't understand was, why did Qi Qi collect these?
Evil thoughts are everywhere, before in the real world, it was just a small city, and it had such a majestic power of evil thoughts, isn't it good to collect it directly?
But soon, Lin Hu understood why, because that evil thought was extremely pure, and it was the same as the two wisps before.
The only difference is that this time there are more evil thoughts.
This means that the power of such evil thoughts is not an isolated case, but a real power, far purer than the evil thoughts that emanate everywhere.
Is that why Poor Qi collects this thing?
A picture kept flashing in front of Lin Hu, all kinds of them, sacrificing with family affection, friendship, and love.
All they wanted was something they didn't care about for Poor Odds.
Demon bloodline, elixir, money, food, etc.
As these things were read, the power of evil thoughts began to be absorbed, as if to make Lin Hu able to see more clearly, and every wisp of evil thought power was absorbed extremely slowly.
From their operation to transformation, to the final treatment of Qiqi's injuries, they were extremely clear, allowing Lin Hu to see them clearly.
Soon, the injuries healed, but the power of the evil thoughts still remained.
Little by little, it began to transform Qiqi's body, integrating it into every cell of it, strengthening every tiny cell.
This power is different from spiritual power or vitality, it is extremely pure and tenacious.
Lin Hu could clearly feel that his strength, as well as the strength of his body, were constantly increasing, and his body had become stronger and tougher.
Soon, the power of evil thoughts was completely absorbed, and Qi Qi walked forward again, this time, Lin Hu could share his gaze, but he couldn't control his movements, and could only watch him move forward quietly.
Soon, a black cloud appeared in the distance of Lin Hu, it was not a cloud in the ordinary sense.
It's an evil thought that only Qiqi can see.
Disorganized, the evil thoughts accumulated by the survival of countless people.
And evil thoughts of this magnitude represent a city in the distance.
Qi Qi stopped and looked at the big tree next to him, which was dozens of meters high, but it was like a weed in front of Qi Qi.
Just one glance, the big tree began to crumble, turning into a small statue of Qiqi.
Then, Qi Qi threw these small statues forward, and countless black lights began to converge, pouring into these small statues.
It's those evil thoughts that are messy and not pure.