When Zhang Yutang disregarded his reincarnated mortal body and insisted on retrieving the divine power of his previous life, Lin Mo knew that this battle must be very troublesome: the appearance of a cultivator who had even forgotten about his life in this body went crazy was unimaginable to anyone!

Therefore, even if Lin Mo was just relaxed, after the seven sword lights differentiated from the "Light Splitting Sword Technique" cut through the blockade wall constructed by the power of incense, he did not relax in the slightest. Because he knew that Zhang Yutang would definitely not be easily solved like this!

And the facts also confirmed his thoughts, Zhang Yutang, who was standing in the air, had a deep expression, his eyes were staring at Lin Mo like some kind of metal hook, and a low voice came out of his mouth.

"I used this magic weapon regardless of the above deposits...... Looks like you're going to fight to the end! ”

Lin Mo replied without hesitation: "Of course. If you really take it down easily, wouldn't I be too shameless? This thing always has to be earned by itself. ”

"Face? Do you still have time to think about this kind of thing? When Zhang Yutang heard this, he laughed gloomily, and immediately said: "Okay, I'll see what kind of face you can earn!" ”

With that, he opened his mouth and inhaled deeply.

It stands to reason that inhaling is not something that needs to be described, after all, there are hundreds of millions of mortals breathing non-stop all the time, and at the moment, Zhang Yutang is only one meter eight tall, but he is an ordinary mortal fetus with a serious body, and at most he can only inhale half the volume of air in his chest cavity in one breath - but this is not the case.

Zhang Yutang's breath and exhalation were very unusual, not only strange movements. Open your lips widely, and the amount of inhalation increases dramatically in an instant, and the inhalation time is also tenth, a full thirty or forty seconds, far more than the two or three seconds of ordinary people inhaling!

Such an exaggerated action naturally created a shocking effect, and I saw that as soon as he inhaled, the power of the incense that was originally permeating the surroundings and was split by the sword light of the frog sword swirled as if it had been summoned, and it was sucked into his mouth with a rotating slender tornado like a long whale absorbing water!

"Introduce the power of incense into your body?" Lin Mo's vigilance rose: "What is this for?" ”

The power of incense is a very strange thing. First of all. It is beneficial for the practice of the gods. This is an inevitable thing, otherwise the gods of the Heavenly Court would not have intended to spread their prestige, increase their fame, and attract worship incense.

But at the same time. The power of incense is harmful. Not to mention that an ordinary cultivator like Lin Mo didn't dare to mess with it. Even gods. Some incense powers cannot be collected at will. Otherwise, if one of them is not enough, he may destroy his cultivation path, and he will not even be able to keep his divine position. Even the power of Heavenly Court's blessings was helpless. Therefore, it is taboo to collect the huge power of incense directly in one breath, regardless of good or bad!

If this is true for the gods, wouldn't it be more dangerous for the incense-picking boy whose status is not as good as that of the gods? That Zhang Yutang is iron-hearted, is he going to fight for life and death?

Sure enough, seeing a large amount of incense entering his mouth, Zhang Yutang's body shook suddenly. Although it seems to be a more vigorous fire, the color suddenly becomes mottled and complicated, and the first look makes people feel a sense of filth, as if it is a flame lit in the garbage dump of the earth world, which is disgusting.

"Ahem, ahem! It's been a long time since I've used this broken hand. After two dull coughs in succession, Zhang Yutang reluctantly said in a hoarse voice: "Let's let you see, pick up the real magic power of the incense boy - come, the incense is differentiated!" ”

It has long been said that the word 'pick-up' of the incense pick-up boy does not seem to pick up, but sorting, which means to separate the desire vision in the power of incense from the incense itself.

This method is unusual, at least not even in many secret sects inherited from famous sects. If you are a little sloppy and ignore those similar methods of Buddhism, you can almost say something like this: Several times in the world, only the incense pickers in the heavenly court can have this kind of ability when their cultivation is so low!

So for the incense boys, this is simply a unique spell!

"The reason why the power of incense is harmful to a practitioner is because of the mundane desires contained in it. Because of this, not only ordinary cultivators should not be provoked, but even for the gods, they should also be handled with caution. ”

"So if I use the power of the divine position to strip these desires and thoughts, and then gather them together to make a complete thing that is gathered by mortal desires, what effect should it have?"

Zhang Yutang said, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he began to exhale. Oh no, it should be said that the power of incense began to be spitted outward.

It's just that the power of incense at this time is very different from just now, not only is it no longer pale yellow like yellow smoke, but it has turned purple-black, and even its texture and structure seem to have changed: the power of incense just now is like the water vapor emitted by those air humidifiers in the earth world, although the essence can be seen, it itself is condensed by clean water droplets, and now it is different, the purple-black smoke is like some kind of smoke caused by the lighting of a non-combustible plastic bag!

"This is the gathering of mortal desires that are differentiated from the power of incense." Zhang Yutang, whose face was pale and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, gasped for breath and said intermittently: "In the upper realm, we call it the poison of incense!" ”

Hearing this, Lin Mo nodded in his heart one after another, expressing his approval.

Zhang Yutang is right, this blue-black smoke is indeed very worthy of this name. Even if this blue-black smoke was only floating five meters in front of him, Lin Mo could smell a foul odor on the tip of his nose, and he could hear many sounds in his ears.

This stench is not similar to a certain smell in the mortal world, and the sound cannot find a similar replacement, in short, the sound and smell converge together, it can actually make Lin Mo feel dizzy and powerless!

Is this worth it? Something that can make a cultivator of the Transformation Realm dizzy when he looks at it and smells it...... This kind of thing is light to describe as highly poisonous in the world! I'm afraid that as long as mortals take a look, they will die on the spot, and their bodies and souls will be destroyed!

"Awesome! Based on this alone, I don't dare to say that I am rampant in the mortal world, at least even if I am a cultivator who returns to the Void Realm, I don't dare to provoke you lightly! It's just that I have a question. After a pause, Lin Mo said, "Can you really control him?" Or, even if you are its creator, you will not be hurt by it? ”

Zhang Yutang retrieved the divine power of his previous life and was able to use the corresponding divine powers, which was a natural thing, and there was no problem. But the problem is that his current identity has not changed in the slightest, and he is still a mortal body that cannot be protected by the Heavenly Court.

Then the question arises: without the protective power of the Heavenly Court, wouldn't the poison of this incense be harmful to him, the initiator? Can he even control the poison of this incense?

Zhang Yutang returned to this question with facts.

"Indeed, compared to the Heavenly Court in my previous life, I could neither be completely protected nor able to make precise control. But if it's just a simple way to beat you, it's enough! ”

After that, his pale face as white as paper was stunned, and he shouted: "The poison of incense, give it to me!" (To be continued......)