"The Hellish monks are paying less attention to you."
After receiving three notifications in a row, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Despite its shortcomings, the Mind Matrix was really useful. Even the twin cultivators who had just been connected with him felt a slight sense of disgust towards him.
However, these ghosts... perhaps we can let the Red Spirit Ghost try them out.
The absorption limit of the Black Magic Tome is unknown, but it can absorb at least hundreds or thousands...
Lin Feng endured immense pain, his mind filled with thoughts and emotions. Amidst Bian Da's extreme hatred, he summoned the Red Spirit Ghost, and then the Curse of the Dung Eater on his body began to activate.
"The nascent coprophagia curse: absorbing the curses of pain, resentment, greed, sorrow, and all manner of demons..."
here we go!
As the pressure of the curse on Lin Feng lessened, he pushed aside those who tried to distract him, ignored the strange gazes of the twin cultivators, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the fight.
"Whatever, should we let that thing in or not?" Si Zang's voice came from the side, and Lin Feng immediately glanced at the demon fetus.
"Wait a minute."
"Okay~" Shizang's voice immediately faded away.
That demonic fetus... Lin Feng didn't have time to think further: "Summon its soul!"
As the wind chimes rang, Hong Linggui summoned the Black Magic Book, from which countless resentful spirits resembling skulls flew out.
In the blink of an eye, the ghostly figures in the surrounding ghostly realm all turned around, and the closest ghostly figures had already been mostly devoured by the flying resentment of the dead.
Bian Da, realizing the problem, did not back down. More ghosts flew out of the sponge and rushed into the formation, while a large, red centipede crawled out of his spine at the same time.
"Flying Demon Descends!!"
An aura of evil magic emanated from the centipede, and Lin Feng's eyes were immediately filled with countless dense, indistinct black dots.
"The nascent Coprophagite Curse: Absorbing Flying Demons..."
"You demon!" Bian Da roared again, his powerful sponge sucking the tiger woman back, pouring all the blood from his body into her mouth. A foul and eerie aura arose, and the tiger woman's belly swelled up, revealing a terrifying tiger-headed demon fetus in the blink of an eye.
Upon seeing this situation again, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel disgust.
This kind of evil magic makes it impossible for anyone to agree with it in the slightest!
Anger suddenly surged forth, and even the Mind Matrix could not stop its spread. Demonic power, soul power, mycelium—everything within him surged wildly with his heartbeat.
"Si Cang, how much longer can the formation hold out!" Lin Feng's voice was filled with suppressed anger.
Si Zang's voice drifted from afar: "Five minutes? Ten minutes? Whatever. If you have any tricks up your sleeve, hurry up. If you're any slower, this humble Taoist won't be able to hold on!"
Upon hearing this, Bian Da's eyes immediately curled into a mocking expression.
The strangely crawling tiger woman collided with the red-haired ghost, and a new monk appeared silently not far from him, slowly walking over.
"Tortoise monk: The most tormenting thing is not anger, but powerlessness."
Its massive body was clad in the same type of leather clothing and restraints, and its bald head featured only a mouth with its lips cut off, revealing a single tooth, as if it were extremely angry.
Faced with all this, Lin Feng closed his eyes as if he hadn't seen anything, his heart pounding like rapid drumbeats in his chest.
All the states were enhanced in turn, and a demonic shadow appeared behind him, but the awakened demon was held in his hand.
"Demon Awakening: Demon Power +10, quickly restores 5 points of Demon Power."
"The demon has been awakened!"
The pounding in his chest intensified, and 5 points of demonic power rapidly appeared within his body.
"The Demon Awakens!!"
"Demon Power 45 (15)"
The two demonic awakenings replenished his energy reserves but also left him with a strange sense of depletion. He knew this was a kind of energy conservation, and that demonic power did not arise out of thin air.
"The Demon Awakens!!!"
Three demonic awakenings and three excessive demands for power caused the demonic power within him to exceed normal levels.
"Demon Power 50 (20)"
But that's not enough!
Bian Da must die here today. Letting go of an enemy with no bottom line will surely lead to his death next time!
His heart pounded, and the surging demonic power spread outwards with the sound, instantly controlling the wandering centipede and crushing it.
Bian Datou broke out in a cold sweat, watching helplessly as his precious treasure was crushed. He immediately turned his gaze to the cultivator who was walking towards Lin Feng.
"Demon Awakening..." Lin Feng remained motionless. Aside from the Red Spirit Ghost still engaged in battle, the only other thing around him was the Ironclad 99 behind him, which seemed eager to grab him and run away at any moment.
"Demon Power 55 (25)"
Power surged within his body, his heart pounded more strongly, and the demonic curse runes on his chest became incredibly clear.
Then came the third, fourth, and fifth times.
"Demon Power 70 (35)"
His body felt as if it were completely drained, but his beating heart emitted a trembling sound like a perpetual motion machine, and a torrent of demonic power flowed out of his body, gathering and dispersing unpredictably.
Bian Da could no longer remain calm. The Lin Feng in his eyes, who had almost turned pure black, was making his heart pound. The cultivator on whom he had placed high hopes did not make a move, but instead showed a playful expression, bringing his mouth close to inhale the aura emanating from Lin Feng.
Lin Feng grinned and chuckled. His spiritual eye detected the aura emanating from the cultivator beside him, and he suppressed the demonic awakening that was about to be unleashed in his heart.
His raging anger did not cloud his judgment. Instead, it made him suddenly recall what Si Zang had said not long ago: no matter what had happened, no matter where the other person came from, how could he possibly stand calmly with such a person?
Then a number popped into his mind: '30'.
70-45=30, which means that his body can generate 30 points of demonic power under normal circumstances.
So...
"Gene lock!!"
New power exploded within his body, and he was instantly awakened and devoured by the demon.
75, 80, 85, 90, 100!
"Demon Power 100 (65)"
100 points is his limit, his physical limit, and the limit he can currently control.
Going any higher, you'll uncontrollably become a faker!
In an instant, Lin Feng opened his eyes. His pupils turned bright yellow, and the red light around his eyes became extremely intense. Illusory spikes grew from the boiling demonic shadows all over his body, as if they were about to solidify.
boom!
A demonic claw grabbed the torso of the monk by the neck and squeezed it hard.
Crunch, crunch!
The opponent's body was very hard, and Lin Feng threw it several meters away with a backhand.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, he summoned Hong Linggui, threw the array talisman to her, and then, straddling several meters and stepping on the tiger woman's head, charged into the vast ghost domain.
The clear sky suddenly darkened, and the surroundings were filled with resentment and malevolence. His feet were covered with real white bones.
Ten thousand? Or one hundred thousand? Who knows how many mortals they slaughtered in countless mission worlds to cultivate their evil arts?
Countless evil spirits sprang forth from the skeletons. Lin Feng took out a cabinet from his inventory belt and rummaged through it to find the Nine Stars of the Big Dipper Yin Wood Sword that had been lying in a corner.
The demonic power repelled the approaching evil spirits. From a distance, it could be seen that the candles around Bian Da were inserted into the tops of skulls, and the candlelight was like a burning torture, binding the ghosts around him.
Lin Feng took a step forward, and the Yin Wood Sword in his hand, which was emitting black flames, pierced into the body of an evil spirit.
Tiny black cracks quickly appeared on the demon's body, like shattered ceramic, breaking apart its form and turning it into a pile of black ash.
The Slit-Mouthed Woman had previously feared the Yin Wood Sword infused with demonic power, and Shizang had demonstrated the commonality of their powers to him more than once. In addition, with the method of improving the Nightmare Space rating, how could he not notice this hidden power?
“The nine stars of the Big Dipper correspond to the nine orifices on a person’s body. Carving them on the Yin Wood Sword is like carving the nine orifices on a ghost.”
"Engraved on a sword, it can slay evil spirits; drawn on paper, it becomes a talisman; used in hand, it naturally becomes magic! Used in formations, it can naturally kill countless ghosts!"
Lin Feng roared inwardly, and demonic power spread from his palm to the Yin Wood Sword, vaguely forming a broadsword with jagged, menacing fangs.
kill!
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