Go crazy!You call this playing a game?

Chapter 134 Evil Soul
A cold and biting feeling burst out from Luo Ming's body, sour and refreshing.

The tattoo on the palm of his hand ran to his chest in an instant, unloading the huge force, making Luo Ming's trauma smaller, just enough for Luo Ming to bear.

At the same time, the lustrous color that it absorbed the soul in the past two days seemed to be a bit dim.

Luo Ming fell down.

Although the lonely soul closed its eyes and never opened them, as a soul, they did not understand the world by opening their eyes.

Even though he closed his eyes, he knew Luo Ming's every move.

Feeling the huge impact on Luo Ming's body, at this moment, the lonely soul actually had a feeling of anger.

He is a soul, wandering alone in the fields for so many years, and has been alone.

Now, I finally met such a person, although he is not the same kind as him, but dare to call him "friend".

Even, seeing that he was in trouble, he rushed over bravely, stood in front of him, and endured the fatal blow for him.

Moreover, it is this person, the same person, not long ago, when he encountered difficulties and was admitted by Bai Wuchang, when he could only hastily ask for help, he dared to stand up and help him clear up all these things...

And this person, now, has been hit hard, perhaps, is about to die, and then becomes a soul like him.

There seemed to be a flame in the lonely soul's heart, burning blazingly, giving him infinite power.

When the lonely soul was alone, he actually learned a lot and accumulated a lot, but he had no one to guide him, and he didn't know how to use his power, so he was stuck in a certain realm, unable to move up or down, and difficult to move forward.

Just like a person who has been training strength, if he has not learned any fighting skills, he can rely on greater strength to easily win when facing someone weaker than himself; but if the opponent has the same strength as himself, he lacks People with martial arts skills will be at a disadvantage.

There are actually two ways to use these powers. One is to use corresponding methods to convert them into real strength, just like the soul that Monk Yi kept.

The second way is to convert.

When he transforms from an ordinary soul into a ghost, he will be able to learn how to use these powers without a teacher!
The lonely soul's eyes were red.

The soul raised by Monk Yi glanced forward, and his power against this lonely soul was actually removed by a human, which made him very angry.

It's just that he didn't have time to pay attention to the lonely soul at this time, and gave him a second fatal blow.

He put all his attention on Luo Ming.

He felt something was wrong with this person, and this short contact let him know that this person is just an ordinary person, without an unusually strong body, and there is no ghostly talisman pasted on it. According to experience, the person just now The strength was enough to make him fly upside down, fall to the ground, and vomit three liters of blood.

However, he remained where he was, even unscathed.

He recharged his energy and tried to hit Luo Ming again.

However, a burning sensation gradually came from in front of him. The scorching heat, through Luo Ming in the middle, passed from the lonely soul to the soul that Monk Yi raised.

For this kind of femininity, the feeling of heat is a very unbearable thing. The heat feeling at this time comes from a ghost that should also be afraid of heat in theory, but it has two completely opposite kinds of coldness and heat at the same time. The feeling made him feel even more miserable.

However, this is just the beginning.

The temperature at the beginning just made him feel a little uncomfortable.

However, as the temperature got higher and higher, he actually started to tremble; in the end, he unconsciously took two steps back, and couldn't even stay in the same place.

At this time, he realized in a trance that the fist that he tried to hit this living person for the second time just now gave up at some point. All his strength automatically curled up, building a pitiful protective cover for him.

The strength of that lonely soul became stronger and stronger, and even its size gradually expanded, getting bigger and bigger, covering the room together in his body.

Outside, Bai Wuchang looked inside, feeling anxious.

There is also a living person inside, who helped him see through the trap made by the monk. If it wasn't for him, he would have followed the monk's wish to fish in troubled waters, and really brought the lonely soul back, and was checked by someone who didn't know. Step by step, the boss found out that the one waiting for him might just be out of his wits...

This can be regarded as saving his life, Bai Wuchang is grateful, but at this moment he can only stare outside.

He stared at the window, as if he could see through it; he glanced at the land master from time to time, full of resentment in his heart.

This person was not in the same system as them before, and he was not very familiar with him, but he didn't seem like a good person.

I have already told him about the critical situation inside, why is the old god still sitting in this place, so many helping souls came, and they didn't do anything?
After swearing countless words in my heart, I suddenly realized that something was wrong.

In front, a soul began to swell, and it swelled to the point where even he was amazed.

Bang.

All the souls heard a huge sound.

The soul exploded, like a deflated ball, and shrunk back to its previous size.

It's just that he is completely different now.

He turned into a Lihun.

His whole body was covered with a bright red color, and his shape was strange and terrifying.

He rushed up to Luo Ming, stretched out his thumb and index finger, and gently pinched Luo Ming's clothes, as if pinching something fragile, and put him on the sofa beside him.

Afterwards, the true face of this Lihun was revealed.

With a bang, he swelled to twice the size of the soul raised by Monk Yi, and a strong sense of oppression came from him, making the originally powerful soul suffocated.

Just as breathless as him was Monk Yi himself.

Monk Yi's eyes widened in disbelief. He looked at the huge monster and at Luo Ming, feeling unbelievable.

Monk Yi knows exactly how difficult it is to turn an ordinary soul into a fierce soul, how many levels there are, and how big a coincidence is required. It is simply not something that ordinary people can achieve in their lifetime.

Could it be that this is still a descendant of an ancient family with an ancestor handed down from generation to generation?
His thoughts drifted into the distance again.

"It's you, kill——my friend?" The lonely soul's voice was loud.

He didn't seem to be prepared to listen to the answer from the soul. He stretched out his hand, and emitted bursts of ghostly flames on a row of fingers, making the hands look like they were fused together.

The brick-like object slapped on the soul.

(End of this chapter)