Chapter 1: Evolution

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"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-five..."

Lu Tu muttered to himself, skillfully manipulating his skull and slamming forward.

A glowing human head beside him trembled violently, and then went out in an instant, as if swallowed by an invisible giant mouth, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It was the middle of the night.

In the inky night, in a mass grave outside the wilderness.

A millstone-like head mixed with golden light moved from side to side, trying to catch up with other light clusters floating around it.

Every time a ball of light is extinguished, a golden point of light glows in his eyes.

A moment later.

As another cloud of ghostly light vanished, a dazzling golden light flickered in the night.

In the night, a group of light emitting golden rays was silently suspended in mid-air.

"Alas... The spirituality of the ghosts is still too low, and it takes more than 10,000 to meet the evolutionary standard. If this continues, what year and month can you have the power to protect yourself. โ€

Looking at the few people around him who were frantically moving away from his own clan, Lu Tu sighed and stopped his "footsteps".

It's been more than a year since I traveled to this weird and rampant Xianxia world.

A year ago, he was a 7-to-10 part-time worker, just because he clicked on a web-based version of a weird fairy game on a dark and windy night.

When I woke up, I found myself in the in-game world.

At first, he was still a little excited, thinking that since he could cultivate immortals happily, he would be at ease, and even immortal.

But the reality is often cruel.

He became a monstrous ghost.

A low-level weak chicken that can even be easily dispersed by ordinary people's qi and blood.

Especially knowing that there are still all kinds of immortal monks in this world, many weird.

A ghost like him is not only a cheap and cheap cultivation aid, but also a greedy snack for all kinds of big monsters in their spare time.

Lu Tu's mentality collapsed in an instant.

There is no greater death than sorrow.

In this world full of dangers, he is weak and helpless, and he plans to find a place to survive, and wait for death completely.

But fortunately, there is no endless road.

His golden finger activated.

It was a beam of light.

To be precise, it should be a white light cluster in the body.

Judging by the information left in the memory, it is called the Light of Evolution.

Its ability is also very simple.

That's evolution.

When it accumulates enough energy, it transforms from milky white to pure gold. You can take the initiative to evolve and break through the realm of cultivation once.

And the energy it needs, judging from memory, is to kill all kinds of creatures that contain spirituality and absorb their spirituality.

Coincidentally, Lu Tu then discovered the only spiritual existence nearby.

That's weird-skull.

It is for this reason that it is also possible.

Lu Tu slaughtered almost all the ghosts of the same clan born in the deserted tomb within a year.

That's what we are today.

"But the good thing is that it finally worked." In mid-air, Lu Tu recalled his previous efforts and felt full of emotion in his heart.

God knows how hard he worked during the year.

The hardships are not enough for outsiders.

He shook his head, put away the distractions in his heart, and a golden light flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, a white curtain of light appeared in front of him, which only he could see.

ใ€Lu Tu - Evolvableใ€‘

[Essence: Weird - Mutated Skull.] ใ€‘

[Realm: None.] ใ€‘

[Talent: Breathing.] ใ€‘

ใ€Spell: Soul Thornใ€‘

[Life Level: Broken Spirit.] ใ€‘

[Judgment of the proposition: Evil qi is born, and heaven and earth are born by themselves. ใ€‘

Looking at the three words that can be evolved behind the name, Lu Tu did not hesitate, imagining a little harder.

In an instant, the golden rays outside his body suddenly rose up, engulfing his body.

After counting the interest.

The golden light dissipated.

A human head with a strange purple glow suspended in the air.

His facial features are handsome, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he is not dirty, just like the good appearance of a fairy.

Of course, this premise is to ignore the two arms that grow abruptly on both sides of the human head.

A cold whimpering wind whistled by.

Lu Tu smiled at the corner of his mouth, opened his eyes, and looked at his current body.

But at this glance, he was stunned on the spot, stunned.

Especially when he looked at the arm sticking out of his ear, his face darkened a little.

"Fuck, what's going on? Why did you only grow one pair of hands!? โ€

"Where's the body?"

"What about the legs?"

"Where's the baby?"

Lu Tu was dumbfounded.

He had thought that after evolution, he would transform into a human form.

No matter how bad it is, you can get rid of the state of only the head.

But now...

He froze in place, suddenly feeling that tonight's style was cold and cold.

After a long time.

He sighed and looked at his hands with some resignation.

In my previous life, I only heard of the bell-catcher, but now it's good, and I have gained knowledge, and I can be regarded as having seen the trick-catcher.

But then again, it's good.

Although the appearance is a little weird, it has evolved in the direction of human form.

After all, in this world, man is the spirit of all races.

As a strange ghost, his desire engraved in the inheritance of memory is to transform into a human form.

Only in this way can you have the opportunity to increase the upper limit of your life level.

After comforting himself, Lu Tu shook his body and came to his only home here.

In fact, it is a mound.

Due to disrepair and dilapidation, it is no longer possible to see the font engraved on the tombstone.

He sat down on the mound and waved his hand, and the light curtain reappeared.

ใ€Lu Tu--ใ€‘

[Essence: Weird - Lord of the Mutated Skull.] ใ€‘

[Realm: A twist of spirit. ใ€‘

[Talent: Soul Snatcher; Interest; Deter. ใ€‘

[Spell: Soul Thorn.] ใ€‘

[Life Level: Broken Spirit.] ใ€‘

[Propositional Judgment: Evil Qi is born, heaven and earth are self-generated, and due to unknown changes, they mutate into the lord of the Phantom Skull Clan. ใ€‘

"Finally no longer a weak chicken."

Looking at the font behind the realm on the light curtain, Lu Tu's eyes were full of joy.

According to the division of memory inheritance, there are nine turns of treachery, and only the weirdness of one step can be truly called weird.

Although he is only a spiritual twist now, he can be regarded as having cultivated and giving birth to spiritual power.

At least it won't be scattered by ordinary people's blood and die.

Immediately afterward, his gaze shifted to the other font introductions.

This evolution not only improved the cultivation realm.

And the identity has also become the so-called ghost skull master, and there are two more talents, and the sentence has also changed.

"Soul snatching, shocking." His brow furrowed slightly, his attention resting on the two talents.

A wave of unfamiliar information quickly appeared in my mind.

"Soul Snatcher: The Lord of the Mutated Skull has the talent to take the soul of the living and occupy it. Due to unknown changes, it does not appear actively, and it cannot be detected under the broken ancestors. โ€

"Shock: The talent of the Lord of the Skull, command the Skull."

Digest the information.

Lu Tu pursed his lips, and there was a glint in his eyes.

These two talents are okay.

In particular, the Soul Snatcher talent, if used properly, can be regarded as a divine skill.

As for deterrence...

Lu Tu turned his gaze and waved his hand towards a ghost skull not far away.

The ghostly head shuddered and quickly floated over.

His expression was wooden, and a look of fear instinctively appeared on his face.

"Attack this stele." Lu Tu stretched out his hand and pointed to the tombstone under his feet.

As the words fell, the ghost skull opened its mouth and spat out a ghostly light spike of about three inches, which silently stabbed at the tombstone.

This soul thorn is a natal spell that the phantom is born with.

Laugh at!

The spikes flashed away, passed by the stone monument, and after being drawn several meters away, they dissipated into specks of light.

"Your mother's kiss, can you shoot crookedly?" Lu Tu's face darkened, and he completely lost hope in controlling the ghostly skull.

It's worthy of being a weak chicken weird, and it's a fart.

Crushing it, he propped his chin in his hands and fell into deep thought.

Now, although he has successfully evolved and achieved a spiritual turn, his strength is still not enough.

The world was far more dangerous than he had imagined.

It's not like he hasn't seen it in the past year, there are other weird devouring phantoms here in the deserted tomb.

Each time he hid from afar.

There is no way, those people and the weird realm are beyond the spirit of the weird.

He is not an opponent at all.

Now that almost all the ghosts in the desolate tomb have been killed by him, even if they can recover as before, it will take a year or two to say the least.

And when he had just killed the ghost skull, he also realized that with his current realm, he had gained very little spirituality.

While it's safe to accumulate spirituality here, it's too slow.

What if you encounter a strange attack that surpasses your own cultivation during this period?

He couldn't have pinned his hopes for survival on that.

Therefore, the most important thing at the moment is to find other ways to acquire spirituality and continue to evolve.

After thinking about it carefully, Lu Tu prepared to find other strange spirits in the vicinity during the period when the ghost skull was recovering, and tried to kill them.

There was no such idea before.

It's entirely because the ghost skull, as the lowest existence in the weirdness, was born without cultivation.

And the other weird ones are all in the realm of the Spirit.

If he passes, he will be killed by the other party.

But now it's different, and if you break through to a turning realm, you can try it.

After all, it's compared to those weirdness that need to slowly absorb aura and cross the bottleneck in order to break through the realm.

His biggest advantage is that he has evolution, and he can ignore bottlenecks and directly improve his realm.

Making a decision, Lu Tu propped up his hands, looked at the floating ghost in the distance, and quickly rushed over with his head.

In any case, the great cause of slaying the ghost skull did not dare to slack off.

Mosquitoes are small, but they are also meat.

Besides, men have to endure loneliness, resist temptation, and kill... Phantrane.

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