At this time, Yang Chong couldn't hear the voice in his ears.

Because what emerged in front of Yang Chong was his own efforts in the outer universe. Each time you increase your strength, you will be sent to more dangerous places.

No one is born an optimist, even a determined person like Yang Chong, when he finds that all his improvements are like no improvements, he will inevitably have negative emotions in his heart.

It is precisely because of the firmness of mind that these negative emotions are not released, and they all accumulate together.

Until today, all these emotions have come together and finally exploded completely.

In the midst of the negative voices in the world in his ears, the strange atmosphere on Yang Chong's body became bigger and bigger.

The purple shadow coiled around Yang Chong also shouted excitedly: "Yes, that's it, we have worked so hard, but we can always see someone above our heads." So, what are we trying to do? Empty your mind and pursue greater power! ”

Although the sorceress slandered Yang Chong in her heart for saving her, she just kept her by her side as if she didn't ask for anything in return, and there was nothing to do with shame and danger.

But it was precisely because of this that the sorceress saw that Yang Chong saved him because of the kindness integrated into his bones, and this kindness was obscured by a clear goal, so Yang Chong looked like a nervous neurosis.

The longer she followed Yang Chong's side, the more the sorceress felt that Yang Chong, a strong guy with a firm presence in his plainness, could bring her a sense of peace of mind.

"So, get the hell out of him!" There weren't many spell bottles in the sorceress's arms, and she wanted to use them when she was in danger a few times before, but because she was reluctant to fight with Yang Chong, she didn't have a chance to use it.

But now that a companion who is not a bad partner is being attacked, she has no reluctance in her heart.

Directly throwing out the most precious and powerful spell bottle, the sorceress's heart suddenly felt relaxed.

It doesn't matter what it does to go to the heart of the castle, destroy the source of evil according to the teacher's orders, or try to pursue the means of turning the weak into mages.

How far away are these distractions and you purple bastard!

Boom!

The spell bottle exploded, and a cloud of slimy liquid emerged from it, and these liquids climbed up Yang Chong's body in an instant, frantically absorbing spirit.

Almost instantly, the spiritual power on Yang Chong's body was drained. The huge viscous substance sucked Yang Chong dry, and he still felt unfinished, and immediately found the purple body that existed beside him.

As a result, the magician who was using a spell to bewitch Yang Chong was almost instantly wrapped in slime, and there was already a viscous substance the size of an adult, and it expanded even faster to ten times the original system.

The sorceress's eyes widened, as if she had discovered something incredible.

"What are you kidding, Yang Chong's spiritual power is only so much!"

The female sorcerer was shocked. As a user of a spell bottle, she knew all too well that the most powerful spell bottle she had ever made, called the "Puppet", contained a "puppet" that could absorb the mental power of other magicians.

After this puppet is released, it will attach itself to the body of all living beings and absorb spiritual power. It will disappear after absorbing enough mental power. In this process, the more spiritual power the puppet absorbs, the larger its size will be.

Because the place where the magic bottle exploded was wrong, the first thing the puppet absorbed was Yang Chong's spiritual power. As a means of a powerful mage who had been yin, the sorceress instantly judged that the spiritual power on Liu Cheng's body was only barely enough to reach that of an alchemist.

If this amount was two hundred, then the spiritual power of the purple spells that Yang Chong had absorbed around him would reach two thousand!

And the level of the purple figure represents the average level of young mages who have been directly appointed after coming to the island with them.

Although the remaining abandoned mages were weak, they would not be weaker than five hundred spiritual power.

But in the face of so many powerful fierce men, Yang Chong actually used his weak and pitiful spiritual power from the beginning to the bottom, and even crushed other mages around them.

The sorceress felt that her worldview had been destroyed once again.

"I'm forgivable for using the Spell Bottle, a method that the Wizard has developed against the Wizard. No magicians knew about it now, so they were caught off guard. Why can Yang Chong use the means of a mage to forcibly suppress them! ”

The sorceress watched in a daze as the huge puppet drained the purple guy's spiritual power, and there was no longer a large amount of spiritual power around, so it exploded into a large area of muddy water.

The ordinary sound of Yang rushing to the ground woke the sorceress up.

"Not good! Yang Chong lost his body just now, and he was attached to this body, so he wouldn't be drained by the puppet! ”

After the impulse, the sorceress felt endless chagrin in her heart.

Hurriedly pushed the wheelchair to Yang Chong's side, and the spiritual power of the female warlock was vaguely aware that there seemed to be a spiritual force in this split body.

The sorceress immediately looked away, and quickly groped for many different spheres on the ground where the exploding puppet exploded.

"The purple guy's spiritual power is really powerful, so many spheres, enough for me to create dozens of two-star spell bottles."

Quickly putting the balls into the bag she was carrying, the sorceress finally took them out for a moment, but felt unsafe, and took out a few more.

Putting these orbs into the test tube she carried, and then groping for some special materials again, combined with her not very strong mental power, the sorceress created a bottle of slimy purple liquid on the spot.

"The liquid that stabilizes your mental power, I hope it can save your life."

The sorceress carefully poured it onto the heart of what appeared to be a living thing, and her men began to use alchemy spells, scanning the surrounding materials to create more glass test tubes.

The test tube was there, but the mental power was consumed somewhat, and the spiritual power of the sorceress and others recovered some, and then continued to use more spheres, began to put them in the test tube, and began to make magic bottles.

While making, the sorceress muttered: "The backer has fallen, and the next thing is to look at myself, I hope that the people behind are not good enough." ”

While the sorceress was working on these, an almost illusory figure was walking through the mist-shrouded streets.

Yang Chong looked at the numb faces around him, but after feeling his spirit, the various swordsmen and warriors who rushed over frantically were also using spells to attack them.

The spell collided with these strange life forms that did not look like normal people, and the mobilized spiritual power undoubtedly had the upper hand.

As one figure fell, a huge amount of spiritual power poured into the body.

Yang Chong could feel that his body was getting stronger and stronger now.

"It's amazing, every time I defeat these strange things, I am able to get such a huge replenishment of spiritual power. Now, my spiritual power has swelled to 100,000! ”

Yang Chong has a strange sense of unreality.

Continuing to walk towards the castle, Yang Chongyue, who has strong spiritual power, can feel that if his current spiritual power is a raging furnace fire, then there is a huge sun in the castle!

Thinking of his own experience, Yang Chong was also a little helpless.

In the martial arts hall of the Zuo family, in order to find out the background of Prince Raghoud, he divided a part of his spiritual power and attached it to the traitor's body. Before this, Yang Chong had tested the spell of attaching spirits more than once, and each time it was successful.

His huge spiritual power of 5,000 is only divided into 200, and he is used as a pioneer to explore the way, even if he doesn't have it, he doesn't feel distressed.

But Yang Chong didn't expect that something would go wrong after he got on the boat with the splitter, and his scattered spiritual power would lose its effect.

It was also at this time that they were controlled by the powerful mages around Raghoud, and directly took a small boat and headed for the island in this mysterious sea.

At the banquet, as a comatose person, he saw how his other self fought, and also saw Xiaoya and Mary, who were also pulled by Raghoud as a threat.

Yang Chong didn't care about Lagud's use of them as a threat to the old ghost of the Martial God.

He only cares about the safety of Xiaoya and others, and his strange situation.

Yang Chong had already done the matter of spiritual separation in the outer universe, and at that time it was not a separation, but a liberation of the most evil and extreme part of his spirit.

With his previous experience, Yang Chong did not panic, but continued to observe secretly.

Just now, he separated half of his spirit from Zuojing's protection and wanted to come over here to take a look at the situation.

In the intermittent induction, when he felt the evil formation of oppressive spirits released around him, a strange purple magician attacked him, and then the strange magic bottle of the sorceress absorbed the spiritual power and hostile spiritual power in his body.

It was also at this time that Yang Chong once again felt the first spiritual power he had separated.

That spiritual power transmitted everything that had happened before to himself.

Knowing that it was his own separated spiritual power at the most dangerous time, he chose to close himself off, so as to control his body in the mode of the command tower, Yang Chong was relieved.

If it's really your own separate spirit that has an independent mind, it's really a problem.

All the dangers were solved, and Yang Chong also slowed down.

As he walked slowly towards the city, the clouds in the sky seemed to become a whole.

Yun Yu sneered: "Another good core has arrived, with you, my second drive to Castlevania has also fallen." ”

Yang Chong raised his head and said, "Drive? That tremendous spiritual power is what you call the drive? ”

"Huh? How can you hear my thoughts? ”

"Why can't I?" Yang Chong asked rhetorically, but thinking of the drive in the core, and he was also a driver, he subconsciously felt that he had grasped a secret.

"Drive...... I...... Could that drive be Ishabela! ”

In addition to his strong strength, Yang Chong, who was blind, suddenly rose with a strong spirit.

"That's right, that spirit should be Isabela, brought with me, but she was caught by you. But it's not too late to know that. ”

Thinking that the spell he had studied for so long with his head stuffy and finally had a place to use, Yang Chong clenched his fists.

The negative emotions of the distraction are also transmitted back to the ontology, but many complaints are dissipated by the presence of familiar people.

Sure enough, as at the beginning, my efforts were not in vain, as long as I didn't stop, the road would be extended.

"Raghoud, I declare here, kill you in ten chapters!"