Volume 3: Summoning Demons Chapter 87: Snowy Prison (10)
"No, how can it be so strong!" The man who was confused by greed woke up in fear.
They were not afraid of having their bodies shattered by the white gas, but now they were afraid of Lu Bai.
Because they encountered the white gas, they still had a one in ten thousand chance of controlling the white gas and surviving.
But if they encounter Lu Bai, their only fate will be death.
The fear brought by the crushing power and the sense of despair displayed by this violence make their inner desire to survive continue to rise.
Although he was still greedy for the white mist, he instinctively began to run away.
Lu Bai frowned. How could he run away in just a short while?
But the next moment, a headless evil spirit ran over and wanted to pull out Lu Bai's head, but was torn off by Lu Bai directly, and an elemental module [Confusion] condensed from its body.
In addition, there are also many evil spirits chasing white air.
"It's true that evil spirits are better." Lu Bai sighed. Although evil spirits have brains, they are not very smart and only have one stubborn mind.
Of course, there are also evil spirits that are not interested in white air and black air.
This is also because of their single-mindedness. They only care about their own relatively single desires.
Fortunately, most of the evil desires can be realized through powerful strength, so the white mist is also a shortcut for them to vent their desires.
Therefore, most evil spirits have no resistance to white gas.
No matter how powerful Lu Bai appears, they will still keep chasing him.
Is this what it means to sit on it and move by yourself?
At this time, demons were dancing in the city, mainly gathering on the black and white energies.
However, not everyone joined the battle.
At least Xu Ying stood in the distance, watching everything very leisurely.
She did not make any move to snatch anything away. She even seemed to be disdainful of the black energy, with obvious disgust on her face.
"Could it be that there is some kind of trap behind these two energies of black and white?" Lu Bai couldn't help but think.
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 am not aware of.
Thinking of this, Lu Bai became more wary of the white energy.
The black and white energies are the existence of breath transformation. If possible, Lu Bai would like to use them as materials to refine them into weapons, and then transform them into incarnations.
The breath fits perfectly with the incarnation of "nose".
But if there is really a pitfall, then you can only choose to give up.
Now, Lu Bai has not refined the white gas into an incarnation, so he still has a choice.
But now it is quite good to use it as bait for fishing.
As time passed, the scene not only did not become clearer, but became more chaotic and tragic.
Yes, it can only be described as tragic.
There were ruins everywhere. The houses and buildings that were originally built to withstand wind and rain were now completely unable to protect the people inside.
Fists, weapons, internal strength, evil spirit...
Under that hazy sky, everyone was either killing or being killed.
The distance between humans and evil spirits is closer than ever before at this moment.
Gradually, the black energy began to gather on several key people.
The one with the biggest head is naturally Qinglan.
Next is the spider.
Mr. Shadow got some, but not much.
He was still teetering on the edge, never really fighting.
"It seems that I am late for reminiscing with my junior brother." A breath of air gathered on a broken wall and took the shape of a Taoist priest.
As soon as Fang Hong appeared, he attracted everyone's attention, especially Qinglan.
"Inner demon?" Qing Lan looked at Fang Hong and became secretly alert.
It was because the inner demon was broken that he could not wait and forced Qingliang to hand over the black and white energies.
The oppressive power of the inner demon is greater than that of the eye demon.
Because the Eye Demon was just an ordinary person transformed. Before he was transformed into the Eye Demon, his life and everything about him was meaningless.
So even the Eye Demon himself almost forgot what kind of person he was before.
It can be said that among the three demons, the Eye Demon is the weakest one.
But the inner demon is different. The inner demon Fang Hong is himself a powerful warrior.
After becoming Lu Pan's apprentice, he also learned how to summon demons and the incomplete Seven Emotions Control Sutra.
He is a being with a foundation, and after becoming an inner demon, he can better develop the abilities of the inner demon.
This is also why, when Qinglan knew that the Eye Demon had arrived, he didn't care about Lu Bai and others at all, and firmly believed that he could solve these problems.
When the inner demon came, his pressure suddenly increased a lot.
"Oh, you seem to care about me a lot?" Fang Hong looked at Qinglan. Both of them were dressed as Taoist priests.
"After all, I regard you as a role model." There was some reminiscence in Qinglan's eyes.
"Weiming actually told everyone about my affairs?" Fang Hong grinned, as if he understood something: "It's just that you don't seem to be able to learn it well."
“?” Qinglan frowned. He had told Lu Bai the story of the birth of the Three Origin Demon before.
As he said, he got inspiration and found a role model .
That is why after discovering the evil spirit Black Wind, he quietly refined it as his incarnation, but still retained its original abilities and kept it roaming outside, separating it from his own identity.
However, now that the role model is right in front of us, the answer given is no.
Qinglan is not the kind of person who worships others, nor does he care about other people's denial.
His own son had denied him before, so he had to be killed.
Just hearing Fang Hong's words, he inexplicably wanted to refute.
After all, he really thought about giving up the path of a warrior and becoming an ordinary person back then.
He was well aware that his own talent was not strong and he was gradually being caught up with and even surpassed by his fellow junior students.
He was even a little afraid of condensing an incarnation, thinking that once he did, he would be crushed by his desires and die early.
Stay where you are and become mediocre, or take a step forward and go completely crazy.
Qinglan chose the latter.
Black wind is a turning point, desire is motivation, and choice is direction.
So a mediocre Qinglan disappeared, and the current Qinglan appeared.
But having embarked on this path, Qinglan still wants others to recognize her.
His own son has already disowned him, and now even the role model that helped him embark on this path has disowned him?
This thought made Qinglan irritable and his mind started to get confused.
But it was at this moment that Qinglan realized something was wrong.
When did my mentality become so weak?
At this moment, a hand suddenly emerged from Qinglan's chest and was pinching Qinglan's beating heart .
Crush it with one hand.
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