Volume 3: Summoning Demons Chapter 112: Good or Bad Luck in Love
Composite incarnation.
The comprehensive unity of multiple emotions will make the incarnation burst out with greater power.
Qingliang and Qinglan had both embarked on this path before, but it was full of flaws.
Chi Gan felt the same at this moment.
And at the beginning, there was a fusion of three incarnations.
Fear love hate.
The newly formed incarnation is therefore named - the good and bad fortune of love.
"The Book of Changes: Xici II" says: "Good fortune and bad fortune are caused by emotions, so when love and hate collide, good fortune and bad fortune arise."
The changes of good and bad luck change according to the fluctuations of emotions. Things you like are good, and things you hate are bad. When love and hate conflict with each other, it is the change between good and bad, that is, good and bad luck.
For example, life and death. Most people in the world love life and hate death. Therefore, when things that are beneficial to life happen, it is auspicious, and when things that are beneficial to death happen, it is inauspicious.
But love and hate change with the change of emotions, and the likes and dislikes about life and death also change with the change of emotions.
When a person likes death and hates life, good and bad luck seem to be reversed.
Therefore, good or bad luck also changes with emotions.
The new incarnation was dressed in black armor, and the moment it condensed, it enveloped Chi Gan's body.
At this moment, the old curator's many debuff spells were released and fell on Chi Gan's body.
But these spells did not have any effect.
As the breeze blows by, the good or bad luck of your emotions can be understood by the wind, and then your emotions can change the good or bad luck.
The things I like will receive favorable blessings with the help of emotions.
Things that I hate will be adversely interfered with with the help of emotions.
This "emotion" is mainly courage.
The more courage you have, the more favorable blessings you will receive, and the more unfavorable interference you will also receive.
Chi Gan now has unparalleled courage.
Until now, he seemed to be the only one left among the old friends who still managed to maintain a "human" body.
This "unparalleled" courage made him no longer afraid of anything. His punches and kicks became more powerful, and the old curator's various abilities were weakened to varying degrees.
This made the old curator realize that the so-called soft persimmon was not soft at all.
On the contrary, everyone here has the possibility of fighting with him for life.
This kind of thing made the old curator more and more annoyed.
He is the future demon lord. Is it really possible that he will fail here?
If I give them a chance, will they really be able to do what they want?
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
The old curator suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, then withstood Chi Gan's attack and thrust his hands into his own body.
"I won't lose. I've waited so long just to tell everyone that I won't lose!"
The old curator squeezed his heart hard.
Demonic ability-Don't give up!
With this pinch, a large amount of vitality burst out from the heart.
The heat was instantly transmitted from the blood vessels to the entire body, and a new layer of skin with scales was rapidly generated. After all, the previous layer of skin had been burned away.
The flames that had been chasing him were quickly reduced under the effect of this layer of scaly skin. Although they still burned, the damage to him was much less.
Demonic ability - Demonic scales.
It has scales that are fireproof, corrosion-resistant, invulnerable to swords and guns, and have extremely strong magic resistance.
Just growing this layer of scales cost him half his life.
Considering that half of it was burned by the fire before, he had actually died once.
If it weren't for the demon's unwillingness to give up, it would be able to store excess vitality, which would be equivalent to a second health bar.
I'm afraid that by the time he grows this layer of scales, he will be half dead.
"Crush you bugs to death!" The old curator no longer thought about those overly complicated things at this moment. He just wanted to crush to death all those who resisted him.
Facing Chi Gan who was still chasing him, he did not dodge or evade, relying on his demonic scale armor.
You fight yours and I fight mine.
A pair of big hands directly pinched Chi Gan.
The good or bad fortune of emotions still played a role at this moment, and Chi Gan was still full of courage.
The composite incarnation has only been in the world for too short a time, and everything is still in the exploratory stage.
It is not surprising to die suddenly at any time, so when Chi Gan used this ability, he had already taken a big step closer to death.
A person who is not afraid of death either has some kind of faith in his heart, or has no faith at all.
Chi Gan's situation is a bit of both.
Such people never lack courage.
The claws were pinching the black armor, and cracks were now appearing on the incarnation of the good and bad luck called Qingqian.
The old curator was about to laugh triumphantly, but he immediately closed his mouth and used his face to block the sword energy that was flying towards his mouth.
"Those little bugs must all die!" the old curator said to himself, preparing to take further action.
But he found that Lu Bai had crossed the distance he had created through short-distance teleportation and came to his side.
In the blood-stained and blooming mode, the flames of the underworld gathered in his hands.
Martial arts: Dragon seizes the pearl!
The fingers with the Netherworld Flame were slightly bent and pierced directly into the old curator's eyes.
Lu Bai had previously observed the defensive power of the opponent's newly grown scales, which was probably even stronger than his own blood-stained helmet.
Therefore, Lu Bai immediately put aside his martial virtues.
The old director was still the owner of a martial arts school after all, and his head immediately tilted backwards.
He was not afraid of the finger, but the Netherworld Flame on it.
Even if he had acquired all the abilities of a demon, if his head withered in an instant, he would be dead.
Looking at the hand that Lu Bai stretched out to him, the old curator opened his mouth again and was about to spit out poisonous gas.
However, when his mouth opened slightly, a sword suddenly stabbed over from the side and pierced into the gap of his slightly opened mouth. Then the blade turned slightly and became vertical.
The old curator instinctively closed his mouth and gritted his teeth.
His teeth were now able to chew gold and iron, and even a sharp sword would be bitten off directly.
However, with a burst of pain, he closed his mouth and did not bite the sword.
Several teeth were broken and the closed upper and lower lips were completely cut.
The dog was too weak to have been able to cut his body open, but his strong bite made things worse.
"Is this sword not simple?" The old curator's thoughts turned, but he didn't have time to think about it and immediately dodged.
Because Lu Bai's attack came again.
Even if he was attacked by others seventy or eighty times, he would not necessarily be seriously hurt.
But Lu Bai's attack was different.
A blow to a vital part could be fatal.
The old curator pressed his tongue against the sword and pushed it straight out.
The original mouth became four lips.
Then the last bit of green poison gas was finally exhaled.
Looking at the green poisonous gas, Gou Zi was about to draw his sword and retreat, but he found that the sword seemed to have taken root.
I saw that the old curator's huge tongue had been pulled out of his mouth a lot, and there were many small suction cups on it.
It was tightly attached to the sword.
Demonic ability - body transformation.
