There is some kind of inexplicable existence in the world that roars in pain, like an angry beast, and there are some strong outsiders.

But all the creatures who heard this sound turned pale!

It was a malice with pure death.

He is also the mortal enemy of all living beings!

"Noise!"

Su Mo spoke, his voice was not loud, but the purely malicious voice suddenly stopped.

The next moment, Su Mo continued to walk, and the black air currents between heaven and earth continued to converge, first of all, the official ghost protectors from Kyushu, and at this moment, one by one, their faces turned pale.

Immediately, the whole person's eyes widened, and he kept looking at Su Mo, who was ascending to the sky step by step.

The body has never been easier.

Originally, as a ghost protector, although most of the time the weird is in a deep sleep in the body, but his own consciousness has actually been fighting against the weird all the time.

Naturally, the pressure is also enormous.

It's like walking with a weight all the time, but now it's completely different.

Refreshed, even the weird ability that was originally fused has been completely integrated with itself at this moment, and no matter how you use it, it won't cause a weird resurgence.

For a while, his eyes looked at Su Mo who was walking in the sky in horror.

Originally, I thought that even if the powerhouses of the other world could really solve the strange resurgence of things, it would take all kinds of difficulties.

But now—

I can't understand it, I can't understand it at all!

At the same time, the periphery of the capital.

A woman in a cheongsam is desperately blocking a ghost hunter who looks like the mythical Bai Impermanence, with the words 'Fortune at First Sight' written on his high hat.

Only half of the mourning stick in his hand remained, but it carried an extremely high level of terror.

This is a strange puzzle that has almost been completely put together, and even the cheongsam woman can't help but turn pale.

The other party has long lost his humanity, and although he still thinks like a human, he can already be said to be humanoid and weird.

He is about the same level as the white impermanent terror in front of him, but the other party can use the weird power without limit, and he doesn't worry about the weird recovery, so that he will fall into the disadvantage as soon as he fights a little.

Now it can only delay the progress of the other party slightly.

Just wanted to continue to do it, but the next moment the cheongsam girl's face changed.

The strange power that has been lodged in his body, and there is a vague force that has been withdrawn.

You can clearly feel that these strange things are rioting, but at this moment, there is no way to revive them.

Even not only himself, but even the Bai Wuchang, who had always been hostile in front of him, was trembling all over, even more than himself.

As the breath passed, the whole white impermanence began to split into small weird ones like porcelain.

But these weirdness didn't turn into a new weird puzzle like the weirdness of the general division, but slowly turned into nothingness and merged back into the world.

"Gollum~"

The cheongsam woman couldn't help but swallow.

Monster!

For the strange nature, I actually have a general understanding of the remnants of the old era.

The weird ability itself is not dangerous, it is a supernatural ability at best.

The real danger has always been the murderous consciousness in the weird body.

There is no right or wrong in the supernatural ability itself, the righteous person uses it to be righteous, and the bad person uses it to be bad.

But because of the existence of murderous consciousness, the essence of these extraordinary abilities has changed.

It has become the so-called weirdness now.

The ghost hunters of his own time have actually studied completely separating the murderous consciousness from the supernatural power.

It's just that it can't be done at all.

Whether it's harnessing weirdness, smelting weirdness, or even splicing different weirdness into new weirdness, there are people in your group who can do it.

But the difficulty of doing this and the difficulty of extracting the murderous consciousness are not at all the same level.

It's like smashing a house with a sledgehammer and building a state-of-the-art lithography machine from the ruins of the house.

Now there are really people who can do it.

The cheongsam woman looked at the capital in horror.

Faintly, a figure can be seen stepping into the sky, and each step can instantly cross five to ten steps.

The stairs are all dark and quaint, all of them are made up of those murderous consciousnesses, and the murderous consciousness from all over the world is constantly converging with each step.

It's a spell, or a ritual.

It can extract a lot of murderous consciousness from all of them.

The cheongsam woman couldn't help but tremble a little in her heart, and her body couldn't help but bend down.

Unimaginable means, supreme existence, fortunately the other party does not seem to have malicious will towards the living.

At the same time, inside the small Taoist temple.

The little Taoist priest was lying on the ground with his body thrown to the ground, and his eyes were full of fanaticism!

God!

In the past, Xiao Daotong did not believe in God.

In the minds of ghost hunters, the so-called gods are nothing more than legends left behind by some powerful ghost hunters.

For example, Yang Jian, the god of Erlang, he just controlled the third eye, and then made up the weirdness of that body, so he had this power.

He can be called Erlang God, and if someone in the future makes up this weird body, then naturally he can also be called Erlang God.

The myth and legend of Jiro God?

I don't know how many there are, but they have been handed down by these weirdness.

As for why there are such puzzles, in the eyes of the little Taoist, there may be such an existence in the underworld, and this existence is Yang Jian's body.

And this world was transformed into the original Yang Jian by this projection.

Of course, the little Taoist priest doesn't know how Yang Jian's body is, and even if he does, he doesn't care.

I prayed to God and recited Buddha, but God and Buddha did not bless me.

Now it is Su Mo who protects himself, so Su Mo is the god in his mind.

At that moment, all the murderous consciousness in his body had been withdrawn, and the power of the wish was finally able to exert his full strength.

The so-called wish weirdness is a kind of weirdness that was born based on the appeal of human beings who want to make a wish.

When I first got the wish trick, my first wish was that I would never be resurrected by the weirdness in my body.

It is precisely because of this that he barely maintains the strange balance in his body.

This looks good, but it's actually a weird loophole.

Using weird power will eventually be swallowed by weirdness, and the time you can be swallowed by weirdness is only infinitely extended.

Maybe after a hundred years and thousands of years have passed, the weirdness in his body has not recovered, and even he thinks he is a normal person, but his inner weirdness has already become weird.

This kind of thing is also common in those ancient ghost masters.

For example, once a ghost master had a power of 'deception', and deception itself had completely cracked the strange power.

Deceiving oneself has never been weirdly revived, deceiving oneself has always been a living person.

But when this deception is exposed, he will still resuscitate strangely and will still die.

Both the Wish Trick and the Trick of Deception are the same, and the Wish Trick can fulfill one's wish after paying some price for oneself.

But weird is weird after all.

Not only does he have the urge to kill outsiders, but he also has the desire to kill his own host.

This is the essence of the strange recovery.

At the same time, with the capital as the center, countless black murderous consciousness continued to flow and cast into a ladder to the sky, and the range also continued to expand as the ladder became longer.

At first, it was only near the capital, and then slowly expanded to the world.

It's just that except for the ghost protectors who have malicious intentions towards Su Mo near the capital, most of the ghost guards have been extracted from their murderous consciousness at most.

At Su Mo's current height, the weak are like ants, and they are not worth caring about at all.

It's like an ant, even if you want to bite off a piece of meat from you, do people care what the ants think?

Su Mo doesn't care, as long as he doesn't jump back and forth in front of him, he won't take the other party in his eyes.

At this moment, the ghost hunters in the whole world, who were originally on the verge of strange recovery, couldn't help but cry with joy.

Some ordinary people were even ecstatic to get out of the room and take a big gulp of air.

After the days of being tormented by weirdness, no one enjoyed the atmosphere more than they did now.

"It's getting more and more special and doesn't look like a person!"

Looking at Su Mo standing on the highest step, Morgana sighed and complained.

With a wave of your hand, you have the power to change the whole world?

This is no longer a powerful one, as if it was a virtual reality game made by the technology side.

No matter how powerful the player is, at most he is within the framework of the virtual world, and then he uses attribute points to break the sea and destroy the mountains, which looks powerful but cannot affect the operation of the entire virtual world.

But if you are a hacker or GM, after mastering the underlying code of the virtual world, then the whole virtual world will naturally do whatever it wants.

If this were to be put in the real world.

"Monster!"

"It's just that it doesn't move when you go to the top of the stairs, what do you mean?"

Morgana frowned.

"The avenue is three thousand, and I counted the steps just now to three thousand."

Wang Xiaoer explained.

Compared with others, Wang Xiaoer could barely keep calm when he arrived.

Speaking of which, no matter what kind of thing your boss does, it doesn't seem to be incomprehensible.

If the boss really behaves like an ordinary person, it is really abnormal.

"Hum~"

The next moment, as Su Mo slowly sat down, the void vaguely seemed to be roaring, with bursts of rage.

It was a powerful weirdness that had not yet appeared in the underworld.

Every weird is extremely powerful, and it's precisely because they're so powerful that even a projection can easily cause a catastrophe.

It is precisely because of this that the real world can only completely descend when the wave of strange recovery reaches a certain level.

This is the rule of self-defense that belongs to the world.

But at this moment, the murderous consciousness in these strange sources was easily extracted.

The plague is resisting, the plague is roaring.

To the extent that they can be called gods in other worlds, although they have been controlled by the murderous consciousness, they themselves have their own consciousness.

The murderous consciousness is their consciousness.

If the murderous consciousness is completely withdrawn, then they will still be cold rules again.

Time is weird

The space is weird.

Strange fate

The countless weird wails turned into the purest black qi, until Su Mo saw a strange man with three heads and six arms, and was completely silent.

It was a figure wearing a Taoist robe, and the three heads represented youth, middle age, and old age!

Holding a strange dust whisk in his hand, the three heads are hideous, and there seem to be countless strange runes and runes around his body, and even strange pills surrounding.

To be honest, Su Mo was really scared, because the name of this monster is Sanqing!

Even in the weird world, turning Sanqing Daozun into the current image is for Su Mo who has to praise the horror of the monster behind the weirdness.

Su Mo had never seen Sanqing.

But in Su Mo's perception, those three may have similar abilities as himself.

Lao Tzu in the pre-Qin period, Su Mo was sure that the other party was definitely not Lao Tzu's body, but he was still detached.

This ability alone is no worse than the path of detachment from one's own clone.

Those three are unimaginable beings.

With a wave of his hand, the murderous consciousness was completely withdrawn, and the appearance that originally made people go crazy was instantly divided into three.

Taishang Moral Heavenly Venerable, this is the foundation of existence.

Yuqing Yuan Shi Tianzun is the beginning of the birth of the world.

Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, this is one of the incarnations of the Great Dao.

Su Mo was watched by the three figures, to be honest, even if Su Mo's strength was not bad, he was already a little flustered.

Because the pupils of these three people were a little more agile at this moment, it was obvious that Sanqing, who didn't know how many dimensions away, had noticed this.

Immediately, the three figures slowly dissipated.

Su Mo didn't think much about it, after all, he didn't offend the three of them just now, but planted good causes.

And as the murderous consciousness of the entire world was completely withdrawn, a pitch-black throne slowly emerged in the originally empty void under him.

The throne is hideous, with endless malice.

This is a magic weapon refined by the hand of the person who has transcended existence, and it is somewhat similar to the dragon veins and mountains of the entire world that he used to depict with the Heavenly Pillar before.

Even the Heavenly Pillar before the Moon Worship Detachment was essentially a few points stronger.

"Click~"

In the next moment, under the horrified gazes of countless people, the void of the entire heaven and earth seemed to completely shatter, and a blood-colored giant hand fiercely grabbed the throne below.

The whole world seems to be nothing more than marbles under this giant hand.

Su Mo was not flustered at all.

Long before picking peaches, Su Mo had already expected that the mastermind behind the scenes might make a move.

After planning for so many years, even being picked by someone to be successful is unbearable for ordinary people, let alone a detached existence.

Su Mo sat down slowly.

"Hum~"

The next moment, three thousand steps hummed, and black light danced wildly.

It was as if I was about to feather and ascend.

Su Mo closed his eyes and felt.

The murderous consciousness itself can be regarded as an alternative detachment, and the Three Thousand Avenues are the nutrients of the murderous consciousness.

If it is really perfected, I am afraid that at least a detached doppelganger can be born.

Although it is not perfect now, with the blessing of the two phases, the strength is not much worse than the real detachment.

"Presumptuous!"

Su Mo's eyes froze, and he shouted as he looked at the giant hand that was constantly approaching.

The giant hand collapsed, and let out a cry of unwillingness.

"This is my Dao Fruit!"

"Cause and Effect Settled"

(End of chapter)