Since completing the Eighth Rank Demon Refining to the present, Wu Ming has been exploring all the time what kind of special abilities he has obtained under the Eighth Rank Demon Refining Demon. ¥ ♀ Eight ¥ ♀ Eight ¥ ♀ Read ¥ ♀ Book, .2 ≠ ◆

Unexpectedly, at this time, under this kind of coincidence, I finally made a discovery.

Turning the soul and fusing it is the benefit that the eighth transformation demon has brought to Wu Ming.

The power of water can be transformed into the power of fire, the power of wood, the power of earth, ...... in his hands.

The power of fire, under the effect of the Killing God and Demon Skill, can be transformed into other spiritual powers.

Even the power of yin and yang, the power of wind and thunder can be converted.

In fact, a person can turn water into fire and thunder into wind, what kind of ability is that?

By transforming the forces of nature, Wu Ming's pressure was also reduced a lot.

The Heavenly Demon Overlord was able to recover quickly.

A group of spirit clan masters can no longer describe the mood at this moment, if Wu Ming has the ability to absorb all kinds of natural forces, making him the nemesis of the primeval spirit clan, now, Wu Ming can freely convert the power of nature, then, what is he?

Half of the Spirit Clan masters kept condensing the power of nature, but they found that the spell they issued had changed in essence when it arrived at Wu Ming, and their shock and fear were beyond words.

"He, what is he doing?"

"This can't be, this can't be, he, he actually transformed the power of fire that I gathered into the power of water. ”

"Impossible, there must be something wrong, this kid must have some other secrets, he can't have this ability, even in the primeval period, our ancestors of the spirit race couldn't do this. ”

Jin Ling, the leader, is naturally the strongest among the many spirit clan masters, and his perception is also the strongest, at this moment, he stared at where Wu Ming was, his face was extremely gloomy, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

"What to do, our magic doesn't seem to be able to help him. ”

"It's really strange, I don't see any magic weapon for this kid, his physical body is so powerful, he can withstand the simultaneous attacks of hundreds of masters of my clan, how is this possible?"

"Thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye, how can such a figure appear among human beings?"

After a long time, Jin Lingcai, who was the leader, sighed.

"Hey, I'm afraid, our Spirit Clan's invasion of the south this time was a mistake. ”

The two high-level spirit clans beside him immediately looked at Jin Ling.

"What did you say?"

"I have a hunch that the appearance of this person will be a disaster for my clan. ”

"Hmph, maybe, but in the current situation, it can be regarded as a blessing in the misfortune of my own clan. Think about it, if we don't meet him today, if we give this kid a period of time to cultivate, then it will be a disaster for our own clan, but fortunately, we will meet him today, no matter what, we must kill this person today. ”

"That's right, if this person doesn't die, it will be difficult for the great cause of this clan to be accomplished. ”

Jin Ling, who was the leader, didn't know what he was thinking, he raised his head to look at the sky, and after a few breaths, he suddenly waved his hand.

With an order, all the Spirit Clan masters began to attack Wu Ming with all their might.

There were four or five hundred spirit clan masters who used spells to greet Wu Ming together, and in an instant, Wu Ming had just eased up the situation, and immediately became nervous again.

It is worth mentioning that the combat effectiveness of the spirit race is also restricted by the environment.

The more time passes, the weaker the fighting power of the Spirit Clan.

This is not difficult to understand.

The strength of the spirits lies in the power of nature that operates in the air.

However, the forces of nature are evenly distributed in the air.

At first, the spirit clan transferred the power of nature, and within a certain range of relatively close distances, the power of nature would be quickly used by them.

Over time, the forces of nature in the space around them will be drained.

In this way, the Spirit Race needs to expand the range of extracting the power of nature, which means that the strength of the Spirit Race to transfer the power of nature must gradually weaken.

Up to now, almost all the natural forces within a radius of a hundred miles have been extracted by these hundreds of spirit clan masters, because the natural forces are evenly distributed in the space, so when the natural forces within a certain range are extracted, the natural forces in all directions will be replenished independently.

However, this takes time.

Therefore, the range of hundreds of spirit clan masters absorbing the power of nature is getting bigger and bigger, and the power of the spells they send out is getting smaller and smaller, and the power of nature has a feeling that they can't keep up.

All in all, at this moment, although the number of Spirit Clan masters who attacked Wu Ming had increased, and four or five hundred Spirit Clan masters attacked Wu Ming together, but, since they all relied on the power of nature around them, in fact, the sum of their attack strength did not increase much.

This is also a flaw of the Elvelyns.

All things are born with no absolute strength and weakness, and there are no absolute advantages and disadvantages, so no matter who it is, no matter which race it is, it has its strengths and weaknesses, and this is the weakness of the spirit race.

Of course, Wu Ming didn't bother to pay attention to this.

At this time, Wu Ming was ecstatic in his heart, he was very busy, with the help of the strong defensive power of the Heavenly Demon Overlord's body, he seized all the time to improve his ability to transform the power of nature.

With the help of the Killing God and Demon Skill, the process went very smoothly.

After 100 breaths, Wu Ming has already gained a lot.

Turn a fire into a piece of ice, turn a thunderclap into a gust of wind.

Interesting, so funny.

After another cup of tea, suddenly, Wu Ming suddenly stretched out the Xuantian Great Demon Wings.

The forces of nature that surrounded him were as if they had been subjugated by him, and no longer oppressed him.

Click, click!

Wu Ming's arms absorbed the colorful power of nature, and these natural forces were like streams of water of different colors, surging towards the palms of Wu Ming's hands, but after reaching his palms, the power of nature had all been transformed into the power of thunder and lightning.

His hands were wrapped in a thick purple electric snake.

Click!

Suddenly, Wu Ming shot out in one direction with one palm.

The thunder exploded, and a rough purple thunderbolt slashed directly at the spirit clan master.

The mutation was sudden, and the purple lightning thunder hit a high-level wood spirit, and the powerful power of thunder and lightning instantly blasted the wood spirit into powder, because the body of the spirit clan is the condensation of the power of nature, Wu Ming's purple lightning thunder hit the wood spirit, and the body of the wood spirit was directly split into a faint green light and disappeared.

For the primeval spirits, this means death, which is similar to the extinction of human form and spirit.

Click, click!

Immediately afterwards, several purple lightning thunderbolts blasted out, and the effect was surprisingly good, and those spirit clan masters who were bombarded were embarrassed.