"Next, I need to do an experiment"

Wang Xiqing's eyes moved, and he said to Ba Linglong, and without waiting for his answer, he put his palm on his shoulder, the light of his palm flashed slightly, and he pulled it outward, and a stretched black shadow was brought out.

When the black shadow completely appeared beside Xuan Qian, the shadow-like black shadow slowly became clear, and the last man with a collar as high as his mouth and nose appeared between the two.

Xun Feng didn't dare to look at the man, and his ugly face showed his feelings of death.

"It is no different from the entity, there is no shadow, the soul of the dead is a ghost, that is, a ghost, and when the fire of the soul of the dead is extinguished, it will dissipate on its own, well... It seems that there is no underworld in this world, otherwise the undead will wander the world, and it will definitely attract ghosts! ”

Wang Xiqing circled around Xunfeng, and at the same time sensed everything around him, and secretly thought to himself that it was not so easy to create undead, because everything in the entire heaven and earth would affect each other.

Once the spirit of the dead is created by a non-secret art, then this situation will lead to the birth of another phenomenon, the birth of an exorcist or an underworld.

Just as there are demons in a world, then there will be demon hunters, demons, and angels, and the laws of the operation of heaven and earth will be hidden in it, and the birth of every thing will always be accompanied by a balanced thing.

However, the acquired situation needs to reach a certain level, and a long period of brewing and fermentation.

He also discovered that the undead affected by this secret art do not disappear after leaving the body, and a strange power generated by the secret art resembles an encapsulation, so that it does not affect the living.

There is also a difference from humans, that is, they do not need to eat, they can ignore physical blockers, and after getting rid of the parasite, the energy needs of the undead are provided by the caster, and are no longer obtained from the parasite.

There is no physical undead, all attacks are spiritual attacks or magic, spell attacks, after abandoning the physical body, the undead's spiritual power or control of energy is unique.

"It's a bit of a corpse fairy"

Wang Xiqing, who was thinking to himself, nodded without leaving a trace, if the undead can cultivate to the stage of transforming into a god, achieve great power, and transform the soul into a primordial god, he can reorganize the physical body, and the body obtained according to the primordial god is an innocent spirit body, the body and mind are quiet, pure and white, and there is no stain, and the cultivation will naturally be half the effort.

However, he is not familiar with Xunfeng, so he naturally will not cross him to the immortal road, this immortal, what he pays attention to is a kind of fate, in fact, it is just his momentary feeling.

As a driver, I am so willful, I let whoever gets in the car get in the car, and the police can't stop it, I Wang Xiqing said!

Next, Wang Xiqing pulled out the eight Linglong one by one, and when the eight figures appeared in front of everyone, Xuan Jian fell to the ground with a 'poof', frowning slightly, which showed that he was about to wake up.

The man glanced at Xuan Jian who fell to the ground, and after retracting his gaze, he said to Xun Feng: "I just said that I will free you, I will naturally fulfill it, and if you have anything to say, say it immediately."

He found that the eight undead needed quite a lot of internal power, but fortunately, he was now in a non-combat state, and the continuous convergence of natural qi was enough to make up for the loss.

"I..."

Xun Feng raised his head suddenly when he heard this, with a complicated look in his eyes, after all, this is a situation like a last word, no one will inevitably have mixed tastes, and the man's eyes with a complicated face slowly fell on a woman in dark purple clothes, and he couldn't help but say: "Dancing girl, in fact, I have always liked you..."

"But I don't like you"

Liwu, who was also on fire, adjusted his mood after hearing Xun Feng's words, and replied, although his tone was soft and glutinous, but it secretly meant rejecting people thousands of miles away.

The woman's eyes fell on Tsing Yi with her arms around her, and in the past few days of Zi Lanxuan, Li Wu had a different understanding of Tsing Yi, that is: the man in front of her is not coveting their beauty, and in her killer career, she has never seen a man willing to give a woman the power to kill and kill, so she feels that only he is a man worth following!

"You..."

Xun Feng caught the woman's gaze in the gloom, it was really jealous, in his impression, the dancing girl was not pretentious to any man, I don't know if it was to let go of herself before death, or the rejection of the confession caused the mentality to explode, and he actually shot a silver needle at Tsing Yi.

Although he is an undead, the means of his life are still retained, and this silver needle is also transformed by its internal force.

"Is it wrong to be handsome?"

Wang Xiqing's head flew past his ears as soon as the silver needle flew by, and he couldn't help but complain secretly, although he had no desire for women, but he also knew that his attitude towards women would attract many female friends, coupled with his appearance and temperament, I don't know how many people will fall out of love.

However, he said: This can't be helped, who made him a clear stream in the cultivation world!

Seeing that Xunfeng dared to make a move on Tsing Yi, he said sharply: "You dare to make a move on Gongzi, go to death!" ”

After saying that, the woman took out a flute and put it on her lips, her red lips opened slightly, the flute sound was melodious, tactful and pleasant, and the sound waves spread out from the flute at the same time.

But it was the sound wave generated by this pleasant flute, when it swept over Xunfeng, the man's soul suddenly shook, and his mind was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the rumbling sound filled his mind, making him irritable and uncomfortable.

Wang Xiqing's eyes moved, and he accepted the kindness of Liwu, I have to say that being supported by a woman made him feel quite cool, and since this kind of coolness has been in his life, he decided to open the car door and invite the woman to get in the car.

Because, in his place, this kind of clear and refined coolness is far more than the joy of fish and water, after all, he can't bring the little friends in the heavens and all worlds!

For a while, the man quietly looked at Xun Feng who was attacked by the rhythm with his arms folded, and he found that the rhythm attack was to show his intentions through music.

In fact, it is similar to the will of the monk hidden in the sword qi, and the momentum is similar, but the manifestation of the carrier is different.

When the rhythm reaches a certain level, it can turn from a mental attack into a physical attack, and the sound waves can be gathered into entities, phantoms, and even shattered through resonance.

Kun Po, Qianshu and others looked at the situation of the two, and they also secretly admired it, this kind of situation of not picking up girls but picking up girls, so that they had nothing to say, as long as the people who stayed in Zilanxuan knew that the young man in Tsing Yi had no desire for women.

Because, that every move didn't look like a disguise at all, which was already seen by people inside and outside the battle when the other party killed Parrot Song.

Therefore, they can't understand what the situation is in Tsing Yi and why so many women are recruited by their side.

"Maybe I can let him meet his mother"

Ying Zheng looked at the situation in front of him, and after thinking about it for a while, he couldn't help but secretly think that he felt that the other party could cure his mother's 'problem'

Although he didn't understand it when he was a child, but now, he has understood the situation of his mother, which makes him really hard to say anything, of course, this is just referring to Zhao Ji.

After all, everyone has a different physique, and he still understands it, although he understands it, it doesn't mean that he can accept it.