Chapter 172: I'm really not a Demon King

When the two daughters were thinking about each other, Le Chen was sharpening his sword skills at the bottom of the lake, and when he saw his sword trick, countless dazzling moon bud swords immediately came out, and hundreds of strange creatures that escaped far away were evaporated and disappeared in an instant.

This is exactly the power of the second type of the Moon Reflecting Sword Technique, and the full moon is about to be completed.

The skeleton soldier immediately rushed up with a big mouth click, inhaling the wisps of dead air into its body, making its skeleton skeleton seem to be gradually contaminated with a layer of black gas, at this moment, it has already exuded a condensed qi seven or eight times, and the death qi of the mutated fish and shrimp at the bottom of the entire lake seems to have been absorbed by it, but a lot of decay qi has not been completely absorbed by its bones, just like the necromantic qi that is immersed in the depths of its bones.

Le Chen closed his eyes and felt the mysterious feeling of condensing the sword qi for a while, and when he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

For nearly a month, the mutated creatures at the bottom of the lake were almost swept away by him, and the originally dark lake water now seemed to be gradually clearing.

There are almost no goals left to practice swords.

Le Chen was a little helpless, if he had to choose a sword training target, he still liked this kind of mutated dead thing that had actually died and had no IQ and nerve sense, after all, he practiced swordsmanship, in the past month, I am afraid that he has also slaughtered millions of mutated dead things, if you choose living beings, it is a strange beast, and there are also injuries to the heavens, whether it is a human being, a foreign beast, it is also an intelligent species, and it is just competing for resources for survival.

Le Chen didn't mind killing a strange beast when he encountered it, but to slaughter a wise species in order to practice his sword didn't match the Tao in his heart.

This is not fundamentally different from Jin Jiuyou and others shouting that Huaxia is all ants that can be destroyed with a snap of a finger.

It's just that looking at the gradually clear lake at this moment, Le Chen is also a little helpless.

The divine sense reached out, trying to find some fish that had slipped through the net.

But suddenly, his face changed, he stepped back a few steps, his face turned pale in an instant, and even, a mouthful of blood almost spurted out.

Unexpectedly, the divine consciousness he poked out was surrounded by an incomparably strange force, and even a trace of divine consciousness was almost swallowed by this strange power.

Just when Le Chen was shocked, the strange power seemed to have discovered his location, chasing his rapidly recovering divine consciousness and rushing over, about to rush into his sea of divine mansions.

But just as the strange power was about to rush into his mind, it suddenly dissipated as if frightened.

Le Chen breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his nose, he knew the sea, but there were all kinds of strange things, it seemed that all the evil retreated, and those who wanted to launch a spiritual attack on themselves and a soul attack would inevitably be deflated.

Since this strange power could not cause damage to his divine soul, Le Chen gritted his teeth and simply searched for the place where his divine consciousness was attacked.

The skeleton knife soldier, but it had no soul, so it was naturally not affected by anything, and it also ran wildly with Le Chen.

Well, it should be here, at the bottom of a hilly ditch formed by mud and sand at the bottom of the lake, Le Chen paced slowly, and the moon bud sword flew out from time to time, breaking the black aquatic weeds.

Suddenly, Le Chen felt dizzy in his head, he was already extremely cautious and didn't poke out his divine sense at all, but despite this, his head was still buzzing, and he wanted to faint for a while, and he didn't have the strength to do anything.

The skeleton soldier was holding a bone knife and digging quickly in the mud and sand, and as it dug up, Le Chen had to retreat again and again, as if if he would faint on the spot if he stayed there any longer.

Le Chen couldn't help but change color in shock, what is so weird?

And the skeleton soldier suddenly clicked again, and Le Chen immediately felt that his mind was gradually clearing, but he saw the skeleton soldier running back quickly, its bone knife inserted back into the gap between the ribs, and the two bone claws, tightly grasping a piece of black wood, presented it to Le Chen.

This is?

Le Chen suddenly recalled that when introducing various strange flowers and plants in the ancient book Dan Dao Chapter, the red phosphorus flower had the effect of nourishing the soul, and using it as the main ingredient to refine the Soul Condensing Pill had an excellent effect.

The older the red phosphosphorous flower, the stronger the effect, and on the side of the extremely old red phosphosphorous flower, it is often accompanied by black phosphosphor.

The red phosphorous flower nourishes the soul, but the black phosphorwood destroys the soul, and the two go hand in hand, which is naturally a balance of the Heavenly Dao.

Could it be that this is black phospho?

Looking at this swarthy and inconspicuous wood, Le Chen carefully took it from the skeleton soldier's bone claws, his brain suddenly buzzed, and his eyes were dark, and he stumbled and fell into the mud and sand, but when his heart moved, the black phosphowood was also included in Sumeru mustard by him.

After a while, Le Chen slowly turned over and sat up, but his heart was full of surprise, the black phosphowood that had lost his instinctive attack consciousness after the rhizome had been cut off by the skeleton soldiers, but the power was still so amazing.

If it can be used by oneself and refined into some magic weapon, isn't it possible to carry out spiritual attacks?

There are tips for conducting spiritual attacks in his alchemy, but he can basically only use it against ordinary people now, after all, the monks' divine souls are extremely stable, and they are not so easy to shake, but if there is a magic weapon made of black phosphorus wood to increase it, the situation will be different.

However, Le Chen immediately knew that he was just a fantasy now, what kind of refining magic weapons and the like, where would he be? If he wanted to hand it over to the refining masters of those major sects, he would not be at ease.

I can only talk about it later.

Le Chen shook his head, and the ecstasy just now calmed down.

However, this red phosphorus flower, when I read the introduction of it in the ancient book, although it was listed as the best spirit flower, I didn't have an intuitive feeling, but I didn't feel anything, especially when it didn't take much effort, let alone think about it.

But now, looking at the horror of its accompanying things, this red phosphorus flower is really not trivial, and I really look forward to the soul condensing pill refined after the raw materials are complete in the future.

However, that should have been a long time later, and those raw materials were not so easy to collect.

Le Chen was overjoyed, looking at the black miasma that was gradually dissipating around him, and his face was a little bitter.

It seems that the fish and shrimp in this half of the lake are only killed by themselves, and when they dig up the red phosphorous flowers, they also cause the black phosphosphor wood to mutate, destroying all the souls of the fish and shrimp and mutating into dead things.

This account, if God exists, will definitely be counted on his own head.

It's really speechless, I obviously understand that the way of heaven is unwilling to kill more, and even practice swords to find dead things, but there may be millions of living beings who have been slaughtered by themselves, which is too black humor, right?

I wanted to go the right way, but I became a butcher, which is really .......

It's really more wronged than Dou E!

Think about Yang Xiao's bastard's eyes, did the dead qi on his body break through the nine skies?

With a cold snort, Le Chen was extremely depressed and slashed out a sword light.

With a "bang", the flesh and blood flew sideways, and a three-foot-old golden-tailed carp was stirred by the sword, and the bones were gone.

This?

Le Chen froze, only to realize that it might be because the black phosphowood was no longer there, so many fish and shrimp creatures also swam over from the lake on the other side.

Three-foot-long goldtail carp?!

Isn't this the legendary species that wants to turn into a dragon?

If the legend is true, this carp is not easy, and it has gone through all kinds of disasters to evolve to this point, right?

Le Chen wanted to cry without tears, killing such a spiritual thing, maybe even killing the last trace of flesh and blood spiritual veins on this planet, is this considered a lot of merit for himself?

Le Chen was extremely depressed, but he was extremely depressed, and suddenly he became angry, gritted his teeth, what do you like, Lao Tzu won't let you turn into a dragon, and Lao Tzu will also eat you!

Lao Tzu is the demon king of the mixed world, as if he heard someone say it when he was a child!

After a few cruel words, Le Chen stomped his feet, jumped up, and disappeared on the surface of the lake. (To be continued.) )