The movement of the earth shaking and shaking has eased a lot, but even after the attenuation of the hundreds of feet of the mountain, you can still feel the great power contained in the "riot".

The fire was lit in the deep cave, and Ji Baisu and the others sat together. There were three dead ground thorn porcupines on the fire, and the energy contained in the flesh of the demonic beast in the middle of the Wolf Worship Realm was mixed with the aroma of the meat.

"Holy Son, this thorn is the most fragrant hind leg. ”

Fu Kun leaned over with a smile and handed Ji Baisu a blackened hind leg.

Ji Baisu glanced at it, he was really a little embarrassed, this kind of delicacy in the eyes of the Rakshasa clan, Ji Baisu really felt that it was difficult to swallow.

After hesitating for a moment, Ji Baisu still took it, it is not good to ask too much, as long as you don't drink blood, you can accept anything. Even if Ru Mao drinks blood, he has to bear it, and his current identity is the Rakshasa clan.

"Holy Son, rest assured, the ground thorn pig is not like other demonic beasts, the meat is sour and smelly after being soaked in demonic qi, and the demonic qi of the ground thorn is special, and the meat after impregnation is firmer and chewy! The Holy Son can eat it with confidence. ”

Fu Kun explained.

Ji Baisu felt that there was still a "large amount" of demonic energy remaining in the charred black hind leg meat in his hand, and he still put it in his mouth helplessly, and after chewing it, he unexpectedly did not have the urge to "want to spit it out on the spot", on the contrary, as Fu Kun said, the taste of the ground thorn was indeed acceptable, and the meat was refreshing.

And those remnant demonic qi were burned away by the Gloom after entering the abdomen. Youhuang is a kind of true qi of extremely rare quality, extremely powerful and powerful, and there are few opponents in the same realm, even Shizun's seven-pole mixed yuan true qi and Huanong's cold current energy are vaguely different, not to mention the demonic qi contained in the ground thorn in the middle of the wolf realm.

Ji Baisu glanced at the courteous Fu Kun, and asked in a deep voice:

"Something?"

Although everyone has a different temperament, the Rakshasa people have a common temperament, which is reality. I beg you when I have something, and I don't care about you at all when I have nothing. Even if you have a high status and a hard fist, you want me to bring you tea and water, don't think about it!

This is especially true of these fierce-tempered molten warriors.

The four of them can be clan generals who have been adopted by the Fumo clan, and have a slightly higher status than domestic slaves, as they also play the role of dead soldiers.

Rao is like this, and Fu Kun is also quite "cold" to them, and only expresses their personal opinions on certain matters. The rest of the time it's just on guard.

Fu Kun smiled roughly, scratched the back of his head, and was about to speak.

Ji Baisu glanced at Fu Su who was in a ghost state from a distance, with red hair and blue eyes, and said lightly:

"Want to ask about ghosts?"

Fu Kun nodded with a slightly hesitant expression, in fact, he didn't need to ask anything, he just needed to directly elevate him to the state of a ghost body.

The Rakshasa ghost body is the legend of all the Rakshasa clan, and there is no one who does not want to break the shackles and achieve the ghost body.

But Fu Kun also knew that the Holy Son must have to pay a great price for making Fu Su turn into a ghost, and the situation was critical at that time, and Fu Su's loyal actions made the Holy Son willing to pay this price, but as far as he was concerned, the Holy Son may not be willing.

Fu Kun's face was not revealed, but his heart was really lost.

But then, he was a little stunned.

The Holy Son, who had not said a word, slapped his palm directly on his shoulder, and the blood vein power in his body surged like a volcanic eruption. The outbreak was extremely fast, and the silence was also fast, and Fu Kun's face flushed slightly, and he returned to the same as before.

The body felt like it had been dug up and then covered back, uninjured but empty.

"What is this?" said Fu Kun, stunned.

Ji Baisu shook his head and said, "You can't!"

Fu Kun's face turned purple at first, and he looked like he was about to roar, Ji Baisu raised his eyelids indifferently, and was awakened by the cold gaze, Fu Kun realized his gaffe just now, and then his heart was cold.

He had tasted the methods of the Holy Son, the kind of blood-boiling and suffocating pain, which he could not bear even among the molten warriors who were good at fighting in the Rakshasa who had always been known for their tenacity.

"It can be transformed into a ghost body, it has nothing to do with the strength of the bloodline, it should be ......" Ji Baisu didn't care about Fu Kun, who was worried on the side, and said after considering it: "Personal...... Talents vary. ”

Actually... Talent... It's a little inappropriate, but Ji Baisu doesn't know how to describe it, just like some people are born with great courage, and they need a higher "degree" of horror to be frightened than timid people.

And the understanding of horror varies from person to person, some people are afraid of being alone, some people are afraid of darkness, some people can feel out of place in the sea of people, and panic outside the independent world.

Fu Su was able to successfully transform into a ghost body, and the situation under the life and death crisis at that time was the key, and the divinity that Ji Baisu had entered was just used to stimulate the potential of the bloodline.

Of course, Ji Baisu, as a "key figure", can detect how the extremely "ingenious" and "accidental" series of reactions through the meticulous reflection of divinity can finally contribute to the ghost body. It has something to do with whether or not you are in a life-and-death crisis, but it is not suitable for everyone.

Again, it varies from person to person.

Talking to Fu Kun about this kind of mystical problem was obviously playing the piano to the cow, so he chose the most impeccable word for this upright and irascible Rakshasa warrior - talent.

You can't unleash your talent, who is to blame?

Fu Kun stupidly put down the other stab thigh in his hand that he had baked, and leaned towards Fu Su, who had faintly woken up not far away.

Ji Baisu stared at the "ghost body" state of Fu Su's red-haired body, but his spiritual sense was probing the divinity in his body.

After Fu Su incarnated into a ghost body and was reborn, he caused a change in divinity, which not only increased very little or even negligibly, but also made Ji Baisu feel that the divinity that was difficult to conquer like a piece of ice before had "melted" a little at this time, so that Ji Baisu faintly had a kind of ability to rely on himself, rather than relying on the special and help of Ji Long, to urge these divinities.

This is undoubtedly a huge step forward.

It accommodates the divinity accumulated in the Rakshasa clan for countless years in the Rakshasa clan of the Suquan Rakshasa and the Night Stream, coupled with the copper basin holy relics of the two clans, and the most important thing is the "one lineage" of the Dark Glory and the Dark Fire, making Ji Baisu the real "Holy Son" of the Rakshasa clan, such as Fusu, who has subconsciously accepted his identity as the Holy Son, can actually give feedback to the divinity, and it is directly fed back to Ji Baisu's body.

In Ji Baisu's perception, through the reverse mark of divinity, the light representing Fusu is unusually bright.

In this way, it means that if Ji Baisu really let all the Rakshasa people's belief in the Dark Fire be transferred to him, or just let everyone regard themselves as the true spokesperson of the Dark Fire, then through the connection of divinity, he is really linked to the fate of the Rakshasa Clan.

"It's a little troublesome!" Ji Baisu subconsciously wanted to press the corner of his forehead, but suddenly realized that something was wrong, and put his hand down halfway.

Outside, there was still a loud rumbling movement, accompanied by shaking.

But in the cave, the feeling of shaking is already very slight, the higher the mountain, the less likely the "riot" is to influence, and those huge tentacles as thick as pillars cannot penetrate the thick belly of the mountain.

None of the most domineering Rakshasa in the Night Stream has woken up, and he has always been a gentleman, and when he first woke up before, he was still yelling.

But soon, Hu Xi started to teach how to be a man. When it comes to punishment, no one is more blessed than Wu Xiu.

Dense Gu worms covered Fu Mo's whole body, and in less than a quarter of an hour, Fu Mo couldn't even scream hoarsely.

After that, after it became clear that the situation was no longer going to change for himself after moving out of the four words of the Fermo clan, Fermo began to clamp his tail and be a man.

Only occasionally glanced at the of the Tu clan, and his eyes were full of resentment.

Of course, the four guards were among them.

Ji Baisu is too lazy to take care of this brainless goods. Hu Xi consulted whether he wanted to kill this guy in one hundred, but he was also vetoed by Ji Baisu.

They pay equal attention to Fu Su and Hu Xi, because they still need to do things, and for Fu Mo, it is dispensable.

Of course, he still has some roles, that is, the Fermos behind him, so try not to take the way to kill things.

Hu Xi took the initiative to talk to Fu Mo Xi, and after seeing this vicious witch cultivation method, Fu Mo Mo naturally knew everything, and even had the idea of taking the initiative to make contributions, and could answer Hu Xi's casual question with a hundred sentences.

Half of Ji Baisu's attention is also here, to be honest, he still knows very little about the original prison, and Hu Xi's "empathy" really saved Ji Baisu a lot of trouble. After all, it's not good for him to pull down the figure of the Holy Son to ask these "trivial things", but it is actually a very important matter.

Regarding Hu Xi's true attitude, Ji Baisu chose to wait and see, so in addition to listening to some "secret news" with his ears, most of his energy has been devoted to cultivation.

Kokosa, who was seriously injured, also healed his injuries in a dormant manner.

Ouyang Xiao'an, a girl who had nothing to do, was temporarily added to the circle of Hu Xi and Fu Moxi.

The Rakshasa child Cha Po Si is located between the circle of Ji Baisu and Hu Si, and is responsible for taking care of the seriously injured Wing and Cha Zhijue. Lou Zhenqi, who was helped by Ji Baisu, attracted the hatred of all the rakshasas, and if Ji Baisu handed him over to Fusu's guards, maybe he would risk going against his will, and Fusu would also have to skin and bone.

Fortunately, Cha Po Xi is still in his infancy, and his natural hatred for the winged people has not yet undergone the fermentation of the day after tomorrow, and under the majesty of Ji Baisu's "Holy Son", he is willing to take care of Lou Zhenqi at the risk of "great disapproval".

The wings are not only the strong talent of the winged human race, but also the Achilles' heel, Lou Zhenqi, whose wings are bare, is obviously injured to the root, if it weren't for the Fengyuan Dan given by Ji Baisu to protect the body, under the immersion of white void electricity, the winged people without true qi to protect the body would have long been gone.

In the cave, there is a mixture of circles with different thoughts to maintain mutual vigilance and scrutiny, it seems that the well water does not interfere with the river water, but in fact, everyone has a string in their hearts.

And the source of all the strings is tied to Ji Baisu.

As a result, the concentration of attention was so great that no one noticed anything other than the earth-shattering "riot" outside the cave.

Hu Xi was the first to react.

Outside the cave, a winged man hidden in the shadows appeared, and was about to make a move on the unknown person, when the corner of the black robe tightly wrapped around his body was lifted and "floated" on the winged man's chest.

The movement afterwards was as if it had been hit by a hammer, and the winged man Yu Ling, who had long since lost all consciousness after being enslaved by Hu Xi, fell heavily on the mountain wall, his chest completely collapsed, and all his sternum was smashed in that instant.

The "feather armor" that the winged people have always been proud of was also shattered into a mess of powder.

Yu Ling collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up again.

"Even if it's like this, it makes people evil, anyway, it's dead, and it's not bad for me to make a move......"

A low voice came from under the black robe.

Hu Xi, whose face changed drastically, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the blood was mixed with a miserable green witch Gu, and the Gu worm's hard back armor cracked a tiny gap.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the tall figure at the entrance of the cave.

In the tense atmosphere, the black-robed figure seemed to turn his head to look at Hu Xi and said, "I'm sorry." ”

"Who are you?"

Ji Baisu opened his eyes, his face was unprecedentedly solemn, not only because of the powerful momentum emanating from the black-robed figure, but also because Ji Long no longer responded to his call.