Chapter 186 Snowstorm Prison (10)
"No, how could it be so strong!" The person who was confused by greed woke up in fear.
They were not even afraid of being crushed by white gas, but now they were afraid of Lu Bai.
Because of encountering white gas, they still have a 1/10,000 possibility to control the white gas and survive.
But when encountering Lu Bai, their only destiny is death.
The fear brought about by the crushing of power, and the sense of desperation displayed by this kind of violence, make their inner desire to survive constantly rising.
Although he was still greedy for white qi, he instinctively started to run away.
Lu Bai frowned, it was only a short while, why did he run away?
But the next moment, there was a headless evil running over, trying to pull out Lu Bai's head, but Lu Bai tore it directly, and condensed an elemental module from his body [Confusion].
In addition to this, there are also many evil spirits chasing white qi.
"Sure enough, Xie Chong is better." Lu Bai sighed, although Xie Chong has brains, but not many, there is only one tendon in it.
Of course there are evil spirits who are not interested in white air and black air.
This is also because of their single tendons, they only care about their own relatively single desires.
Fortunately, most of the evil desires can be realized through powerful strength, so white qi is also a shortcut for them to vent their desires.
So most evil spirits don't have any resistance to white qi.
No matter how powerful Lu Bai is, they will still catch up one after another.
Does this mean to sit up and move by yourself?
At this time, demons danced wildly in the city, mainly converging on the bodies of black and white.
But not everyone joined the battle group.
At least Xu Ying stood in the distance, watching all this very leisurely.
She didn't take any snatching actions, even the black air, she seemed dismissive, and there was even obvious disgust on her face.
"Could it be that there is something wrong with this black and white atmosphere?" Lu Bai couldn't help thinking.
Lu Bai believes that when a treasure fails to arouse everyone's desire, it is not a qualified treasure.
At least this treasure has some flaws that I don't know about.
Thinking of this, Lu Bai became more vigilant against Bai Qi.
The black and white qi are breath-changing existences. If possible, Lu Bai wants to use them as materials to refine them into weapons, and then transform them into incarnations.
The breath matches the incarnation of 'nose' just right.
But if there are any pitfalls, you can only choose to give up.
Now, Lu Bai has not refined Bai Qi into an avatar, and there are still options for everything.
But now it’s not bad to use it as a bait for fishing.
Time passed by every minute and every second, not only did the scene not become clear, but it became more chaotic and tragic.
Yes, it can only be described as tragic.
There are ruins everywhere, and the houses and buildings that were originally used to resist wind and rain, at this moment, there is no way to protect the people inside.
Fist, weapon, internal force, evil spirit...
Under that dim sky, anyone is killing, or being killed.
The distance between human and evil is closer than ever at this moment.
Gradually, the black air began to gather on several main people.
The one with the biggest head is naturally Qing Lan.
Followed by spiders.
Mr. Shadow got some, but not much.
"Looks like I'm too late to reminisce with my junior brother." A breath gathered on a broken wall, forming the appearance of a Taoist.
Fang Hong attracted everyone's attention as soon as he appeared on the stage, especially Qing Lan.
"Demon?" Qing Lan looked at Fang Hong, secretly vigilant.
It was because of the breaking of the inner demon that he couldn't wait and forced Qingliang to hand over black and white.
The oppressive power of the demon is higher than that of the beholder.
Because the beholder is just transformed from an ordinary person, before transforming into a beholder, his life and everything about him are meaningless.
So even the beholder himself almost forgot what kind of person he was before.
It can be said that among the three-dimensional demons, the beholder is the weakest one.
But Xinmo is different, Xinmo Fang Hong is a powerful warrior in itself.
After apprenticeship with Lu Pan, he even learned the method of summoning demons and the imperfect Qiqing Yuhuajing.
He is an existence with a foundation. After becoming a demon, he can better develop the ability of the demon.
This is why, when Qing Lan knew that the beholder was coming, she didn't care about Lu Bai and the others at all, and firmly believed that she could solve these problems.
When the demon came, his pressure suddenly increased a lot.
"Oh, you seem to care about me?" Fang Hong looked at Qing Lan, both of them were dressed as Taoist priests.
"After all, I take you as a role model." There are some memories in Qing Lan's eyes.
"Will Weiming still tell everyone about me?" Fang Hong grinned, as if he understood something: "It's just that you don't seem to be very good at learning."
"?" Qing Lan frowned. He told Lu Bai the story of the birth of the Three-Yuan Demon.
As he said, it was from this story that he got inspiration and found a role model.
That's why after discovering the evil Heifeng, he quietly refined it into an incarnation, but still retained its original ability, and kept it outside, separating it from its own identity.
However, the role model is in front of us now, and the answer given is no.
Qing Lan is not the kind of person who worships others, nor does she care about others' negation.
Earlier, my son had denied me, so I should kill him or not.
Just hearing Fang Hong's words, he inexplicably wanted to refute.
After all, back then, he really thought about giving up the path of a warrior and becoming an ordinary person.
He clearly understands that his talent is not strong, and has been gradually caught up or even surpassed by those juniors.
He was even a little afraid of condensing the incarnation, and felt that once he condensed the incarnation, he would only be overwhelmed by desire and die prematurely.
Stay in place and become mediocre, or take a step forward and go completely crazy.
Qing Lan chose the latter.
Black wind is turning point, desire is motivation, choice is direction.
So the mediocre Qing Lan disappeared, and what appeared was today's Qing Lan.
Just on this road, Qing Lan still wants to be recognized by others.
My own son has already denied him, but now even the example he took on this path denies him now?
This kind of thinking made Qing Lan become irritable and confused.
But at this moment, Qing Lan sensed something was wrong.
When did my mentality become so weak?
At this moment, a hand suddenly came out from Qing Lan's chest, pinching Qing Lan's beating heart.
One pinch burst.
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