Don't mourn, life is your own after all.

……

The hand of the Hulk is really similar to the hand of the monster, and Cha Duoyu is speechless.

There's a deeper meaning to this.

Why did Rakshasa seek out believers in the human world and spread evil thoughts? Because the rakshasa wants to collect the desires of people, collect the grudges of wild ghosts, and devour the hatred of evil spirits.

These things can help the Rakshasa race to become stronger, they are originally the opposite of the underworld, the aggregate of all negative emotions. The more negative emotions that gather in the Yellow Springs, the more powerful the Rakshasa becomes, and the easier it is for high-level Rakshasas to be born.

As long as there are negative emotions, there is a living space for Huangquan, and negative emotions cannot be completely eliminated, so Huangquan has always been able to compete with the underworld, and the immortal court cannot completely destroy Huangquan.

Because, if you extinguish the Yellow Spring today, there may be green springs, purple springs, and rainbow springs tomorrow...... A truth.

Do men in white suits have desires?

Yes!

This man has had a superhero dream since he was a child, and he is a child who grew up watching Marvel. When Rakshasa finds him and asks him, do you want to be a hero who saves the earth and enjoy the admiration of hundreds of millions of people?

The man in the white suit didn't even think about it, and directly agreed: "I want to be a superhero, I want to be a superhero, this is my dream." ”

Naturally.

A faithful believer was born.

The practice of rakshasa was imprinted in the man's mind.

Carefully calculated, his cultivation has been for a while, but it has not had much effect until last night. Looking at the meteor shower outside the window, he directly cultivated his right arm into the hand of the Hulk!

"God, visit me."

"I'm God's chosen superhero."

"I'm the next Hulk."

He definitely didn't know that the mutation of this hand was because he used the Rakshasa technique to absorb the exhaust qi of the immortal court, especially the toxins, immortal poison, and errors in the exhaust qi.

The change in his arm made him ecstatic.

He felt that he was very close to his dream.

When the supernatural event went viral in the circle of friends, others chose to stay at home and did not dare to go out, but he felt that this was a hint from the gods to himself, and superheroes naturally wanted to do superhero things.

Destroy the demons and monsters that appear in the circle of friends.

For the first shot, he dressed in his best clothes and drank a few sips of wine, and then, he chose the most pickled street. Entering a dark red bar, sure enough, it was full of filth and ugliness.

God let him act.

And he acted.

He placed his white suit in the doorway and summoned his Hulk's hand to knock all the filthy people in the bar to the ground. The previously soft and weak self finally felt the pleasure of power at this moment, and he seemed to be able to dominate the other party's life.

He enjoyed the sight of others kneeling down in front of him begging for mercy.

However, he will not let these people go.

He's a superhero.

Refuse to be dirty.

Wisps of gray resentment began to burrow into his arms, and the Hulk's hands grew stronger. It seems that their own sanctions are correct, this bar is an evil existence, unforgivable!

He succeeded, he felt that he had taken the first step towards becoming a superhero, and then, he met a girl on the street, that is, Cha Duoyu.

"She thinks she's a duck!"

"She's blind!"

"Can't you see it's the Hulk's hand?"

"I'm a superhero!"

"Girl, you should worship me!"

This is the most real mental journey of the man in the white suit, he thinks so, it is completely different from what Cha Duoyu thinks, he really thinks that he is pursuing justice.

Cha Duoyu looked at the other party's gushing speech dumbfounded, and tried his best to explain to her that his right arm, which looked a little terrifying, was righteous, not the hand of a monster, and you should ......

Take a deep breath.

The other party has no intention of stopping.

Take another deep breath.

The other party still has no intention of stopping.

forcibly controlling your emotions for the third time...... Well, can't help it.

Cha Duoyu roared in his heart: "Don't act for your aunt and grandmother, it's like a Tang monk, it's annoying." ”

A spell of fire is summoned.

Smashed at each other with a bang.

"You have superpowers, we should all be the chosen ones favored by God, and we shouldn't kill each other." The man in the white suit blocked the spell fire with his green arm.

"Who is like you, I am a ghost god, but not a believer in Rakshasas." Cha Duoyu's second spell fire smashed again, and she followed the old man of the medicine stove to learn to control the flames, and she was asked not to use other methods as a last resort, and the things that can be solved with fire should be solved by fire first.

Burnt taste.

Two flames smashed into the same spot.

The mutated green arm is only increased in strength and physical strength, and it is not invincible, I am afraid that it will not even reach one-tenth of the Hulk in the movie.

A little worse than a lost arm?

Well, it's definitely a little more powerful.

"I'll fight back, don't push me." The man in the white suit is still trying to convince Cha Duoyu.

Then, he was hit in the arm for the third time, and the stinging sensation hit and knocked everyone down in the bar, and he didn't feel any pain.

"If you hurt a superhero, then you are a demon, and if you are a demon, you should be destroyed." The man in the white suit, his pupils flashed a touch of fluorescent green, and the Rakshasa technique began to work, and the next moment, the green arm waved and smashed towards Cha Duoyu.

It's not slow.

The fist was also mixed with the sound of breaking wind.

It's very bluffing, and it looks very powerful and cool.

However, how could Cha Duoyu, as a ghost god of the three lotus flowers, be attacked by these three-legged cat things. Footsteps moved, and one ball after another of spell flames smashed through, each smashing into the same spot.

The smell of burning, turned into a smell of burnt, the green arms, slowly turned into black arms, the tight and elastic skin, became stiff and unintuitive, and finally hung down completely.

If there is a netherworld aura escaping from Hei Jiao's arm, there is nothing wrong with this, it does have something to do with the rakshasas.

Cha Duoyu no longer hesitated, kicked the opponent's black charcoal-like arm down, and then smashed the opponent's cheek with a punch.

Direct ko!

Immediately after, he summoned the Heavenly Cloud Sword, and sliced through the place where the Netherworld Qi had just appeared.

A green crystal appeared in front of Cha Duoyu's eyes.

The tip of the sword provokes the crystal.

Move to the eye.

The crystal is not large, at most the size of a fingernail, but it has six horns, and each corner has a word engraved on the crystal surface, which is connected to read: "Eighteenth level disciple!" ”

Staring at the words on the crystal.

Cha Duoyu's brows furrowed slightly.

Disciple, this should be the name of a believer in rakshasas, and it means the same as a believer.