Shen Wuyou narrowed his eyes and looked carefully. Sure enough, the ghost general's fingers were covered with dense black and purple blood vessels.
This is poison, a deadly poison.
Fortunately, the ghost generals are ghosts. Although their souls have condensed into entities, they are still dead. There is no way to kill them except to scatter their souls and turn them into ashes.
Otherwise, even the great gods would be unable to save it from this reckless behavior.
The ghost general had not noticed it at this time, but when he followed Shen Wuyu's gaze, he suddenly discovered that his finger was poisoned.
However, it seems that there is no feeling.
Just as it was about to speak, it suddenly caught a glimpse of a stream of air carrying a strong aura of death rushing out and heading straight towards Shen Wuyou!
"Master, be careful—!"
The ghost general realized something was wrong, and suddenly a black shadow flashed, blocking Shen Wuyou directly and taking the blow hard.
At the same time, the Ghost Master suddenly swung out his claws, and the sharp claw blade suddenly struck, knocking the seed wrapped in black mist heavily into the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
"Boom!"
The airflow carrying the deathly aura burst out the moment it hit the ghost general, and in an instant the air was filled with a thick deathly aura.
Shen Wuyou turned sideways and looked at the ghost general's chest that was hit. The dense purple-black lines like a net were spreading wildly, which looked very scary.
"Owner?"
The ghost general showed a puzzled look on his face, and the next moment he saw Shen Wuyou directly took out a dagger and cut the pattern hard!
Before he could speak again, Shen Wu suddenly asked, "Does it hurt?"
The ghost general was stunned. He looked at the deep wound on his body and mumbled, "It seems... I really don't feel anything."
"That's right." Shen Wuyou withdrew his hand and explained, "It seems that rosemary not only has a hallucinogenic effect, but also a paralyzing effect."
I just don't know if it's poison or...
Shen Wuyou looked at it and suddenly said, "Try and absorb the death energy from you."
The ghost general had no doubts and did as he was told.
For the ghost clan, death energy is also a kind of food, which is beneficial and harmless to them.
As for the seeds that were knocked into the ground, Shen Wuyou completely transformed the Demon Lord's hair. Two strands of captivating demonic energy slowly floated towards the two seeds and were slowly absorbed.
In an instant, there was an earth-shaking "boom" sound, and then the seeds underground suddenly expanded. Purple-black vines as thick as arms suddenly rushed out of the ground. The edges of the sharp leaves were full of tiny and sharp serrations, and they emitted a faint cold light.
The remaining seed was no less powerful than the last one, and its raging, ferocious posture seemed to tear everyone apart. After a silent roar, it twisted its body violently and suddenly attacked everyone.
"Master, be careful!"
The two ghosts immediately took an attacking stance with vigilance, like a solid fortress, protecting Shen Wuyou behind them.
The air was filled with deathly aura. Although it would not kill her, it would gradually drain away her vitality, which would be enough to make her suffer.
Shen Wuyou didn't say anything, just stood there quietly, his face calm and composed, his calm black eyes staring intently at the two demonic and rapidly growing rosemary flowers, as if he was exploring something.
Rosemary itself is extraordinary, and it has absorbed the demonic energy of the Demon Lord, so one can imagine its strength.
After a long and fierce fight, Rosemary did not show any sign of retreat, but attacked more and more fiercely; on the other hand, the ghost general and ghost master had many scars on their bodies. Although they would not bleed, the black smoke coming out of them could not be ignored.
Suddenly, Shen Wuyou seemed to have discovered something, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he slowly opened his lips and said:
"Go, take one each and eat it."
The ghost general and the ghost master were stunned at the same time, and then they thought that what their master was talking about was the death energy on the rosemary, so they no longer stood in front of Shen Wuyou to protect him, but suddenly jumped up and went forward to fight with the runaway rosemary in close combat.
As they got closer, the thick death aura became stronger and stronger. The two ghosts looked at each other, and then their bodies absorbed all the death aura that was rampant in the air like a whirlpool.
After enjoying this sumptuous feast to their heart's content, they immediately made an attacking gesture, but were surprised to find that Rosemary did not move.
At this moment, the rosemary seemed to have suddenly lost all its strength. It softened and retracted its ferocious body. The hard shell that had suddenly grown and turned black also slowly faded away, returning to its fresh light purple color.
The tiny plant weakly folded its leaves together, like a shy and timid girl, making it impossible to associate it with the terrifying demonic plant just now.
The ghost general and ghost master were stunned for a moment, and moved forward to take a look. But before he got close, he saw the two weak and helpless poor plants trembling and curled up into a ball, completely wrapping themselves with leaves, looking scared.
"Master, this..."
"Are you full?" Shen Wuyou asked instead of answering, with a meaningful smile.
The two ghosts didn't understand, but nodded honestly: "Eat, I'm full."
Shen Wuyou's smile deepened: "Now that you're full, why don't you digest it quickly?"
"Digest...?" The two ghosts were even more confused. Does this thing need to be digested?
But you wouldn't know until you say it. Now that the master mentioned it, it seems that I do feel a sense of stagnant gas in my stomach, and I feel a little uncomfortable.
The two ghosts touched their stomachs blankly, met Shen Wuyou's meaningful gaze, and began to meditate doubtfully, starting to digest the stagnant air in their bodies.
Seeing that they had entered a state of meditation, a hint of excitement and ecstasy appeared on their dazed faces. Shen Wuyou curled his lips and chuckled, then walked towards the two rosemary flowers that had wrapped themselves into a ball.
Rosemary is a weapon made from hundreds of plants. It should be lifeless, but it has been plagued by many evils and entangled by dead creatures. The rich aura of death has affected its consciousness, and the powerful demonic energy has given it the confidence to cause chaos.
So it becomes violent and irritable.
Now that the deathly aura and the evil spirit have been removed, the rosemary has naturally returned to its original appearance.
However, it has not yet reached its flowering stage. In order to grow it, it needs a lot of magic energy. By then, it will have to riot again a few times, which is troublesome...
Shen Wuyou slowly possessed the body, hugged the two rosemary plants to his chest, looked around, and then hid them in a place that had been prepared long ago, dug the soil and planted them.
With its roots embedded in the moist soil and the warm sun shining overhead, the rosemary instantly felt a great sense of security. The lush green plants surrounded it layer by layer, and the woman in front of it seemed to have no ill intentions.
So, they finally shook their bodies, slowly opened their leaves, exposed the softest and most fragile central trunk to the sun, and enjoyed the grace of nature.
Few people in the world know rosemary, but Shen Wuyou disguised them just in case. The dreamy light purple gradually turned into tender green, blending in with the other magical plants.
Even if you look closely, you will definitely not see any clues.
But two plants are too few. To complete the rosemary barrier, at least ten plants are needed.
In order to create a barrier that can affect the Demon Lord, it would probably take hundreds of plants.
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