Tianhong suddenly became violent. Compared with him before, he was completely two people of different personalities.

The left arm, which had been clean, quickly grew black hair. The armor on the arm gradually became like a fish with a skin disease, and the snake patterns fell down one by one, revealing the demonized arm.

Song Bo sighed, obviously guessing this ending. He stood there and did not move, watching the boy in front of him being scared little by little by little by little by little by little, and retreated.

"Poor baby, I'm still controlled!" He sighed and shook his neck that was strangled a few times. "That kid's methods are also vicious, just like boiling a frog in warm water!"

The two puppets with self-awareness did not come forward to save Tianhong. They made sure that there was no sign of mercenaries in the fortress, so they took the initiative to walk to Song Bo. Zhu Jiu was still a lonely and arrogant fairy tale style, put the thin sword in the scabbard, and stood there in his arms. Yanying might want to know what happened to Tianhong, so she knocked Song Bo on the shoulder.

Song Bo looked at the two puppets beside him and burst into laughter. Especially when he looked up at the big guy, his face was filled with joy and a little surprise.

It turns out that starting from the beginning, this matter was actually caused by Tianhong himself. The Rakshasa who was involved in the turmoil did indeed contain Yin Qi in the body, but they were completely controlled by Reed. There was a part of the black blood of Reed's magic power in his body.

Combined with what Tianhong said in prison and what he saw with his own eyes, Song Bo immediately realized the name. As Vota's youngest son, Reed naturally had abilities that others could not reach since his birth.

As long as the child is born from Vutta, there is no weak ability. When it selects the child, it will only screen out the child that can be put into the battlefield as quickly as possible, or the fastest growing child will be taken away. For example, if the spells that are more abnormal in the body are or are good at directly killing the enemy.

For those who control spells like Reed, or those who need to be cultivated for a long time before they have good abilities, Volta usually has no time to deal with them. After all, it is a real war machine in battle all his life.

As time goes by, children like Reed grow up and their magical abilities gradually increase. In order to return to the ridiculous so-called family, it had to raise its own mercenary team.

This is the first underground fortress that made a name for Vota. The entire team members are related or similar to Reed's abilities. For example, the two brothers who are good at creating puppets, or the mercenaries who just made trouble, all use spells that are good at controlling.

As the best here, Reed's black blood is naturally the most domineering and efficient. According to Tianhong, those Rakshasa were controlled by Reed. After falling down and being absorbed by Tianhong, they would naturally suck the controlled spells into their bodies.

In addition, Reed twice melted his blood into Tianhong's body regardless of life and death, and it was already confirmed that Tianhong's illness or being controlled was about sooner or later.

Originally, there is the ability of divine qi and spiritual qi in the body to restrain part of the Yin Qi and black blood, but just in order to quickly resolve the battle, Tianhong actually released most of the divine qi in his body. The burning strange fire also consumed a lot of spiritual qi reserves, so it is normal for Tianhong to quickly become demonized.

Yan Ying must have understood Song Bo's words, and then carefully tapped his shoulder, pointed to Tianhong, and pointed at himself.

Song Bo nodded and smiled, "You will not be in trouble if he doesn't cut off his contact with you. But it's hard to say whether you will become demonized with you, how much the little brother will become demonized!"

Yanying shook her head, as if she did not agree with Song Bo's answer.

"What does it mean?" Song Bo frowned, "Are you trying to ask him if he will become a monster? Will he kill you then? Or will he take you to kill innocent people indiscriminately? Is this probably the meaning?"

Yanying nodded and gave a thumbs up.

Song Bo looked to the side, paused for a long time before turning his head back: "I don't know, it's hard to say all this! It's not that all the demonized creatures are monsters. I just heard that there are those who can control themselves, but I have never seen them."

The sickle crow sighed deeply, put down the giant scythe and sat directly on the ground. Looking at its appearance, it seemed as if it had accepted the arrangement of fate. How about Guan Tianhong? It would just bring about a different fate.

"Why don't you talk? According to this level of puppet technique, you all have self-awareness and should be able to speak!" Song Bo patted Yan Ying's shoulder and asked.

Yanying blinked a few times and opened her mouth quietly.

"Bastard! These two dogs cut your tongue?" Song Bo's chest immediately fluttered violently.

Yanying nodded and wrote the word "noisy" on the ground with her fingers!

"Do you think you're talking to make them feel quarrel?"

Yan Ying nodded again, pointed to Zhu Jiu through Song Bo.

"I just felt that it would be a pity for these two to die. If they were my use, they would definitely be able to retake the underworld. Now it seems that the little brother is doing it too right! Damn things are really cheap!"

With a sudden roar, Tianhong immediately calmed down from the ground. He staggered and stood up, his upper body bent, and a burst of cold and white air radiated from his mouth.

"You two are ready. If you are completely demonized, I have to get rid of him here!" Song Bo's expression was cold, he walked forward two steps, and stood up straight again.

Zhu Jiu looked indifferent, and he chose a slightly flat ground with his sword in his arms, and also sat down with his clothes.

"Little brother, do you still have any consciousness? Do you need me to take action?" Song Bo shouted.

Tianhong slowly raised his head and shocked everyone present.

His face no longer looks like a human. When he saw it, he was even more terrifying than the Western demons. The twelve fangs were divided into three on the left and right, up and down, and had pierced the skin of the face and supported his chin to the maximum extent.

Even if Tianhong wants to close his mouth now, it is probably impossible. The face that was torn and pierced by his fangs was only a little connection left, and with the cold air in his mouth, it was blown back and forth.

"Oh!" Song Bo sighed long, and although he was helpless, he still put down his hand with his hips on his hips.

He leaned forward and seemed to be ready to rush over. If Tianhong like this is released, then let alone the underworld, even the three realms are not good!

"Little brother, it seems that your fate is over. Take a look at this place, including the two newly acquired puppets, they are all invincible top-quality ones! Take a look!"

A piece of smoke and dust kicked up under his feet. Song Bo did not use magic to flash, but rushed up with his physical function. It seemed to be just to vent his anger and the unwillingness on his face.
Chapter completed!