When the skeleton elves reach a certain level, they can practice on their own. When they reach a high level, they can make flesh from bones and reverse life and death.
No one knows whether the revived skeleton is the original owner or not.
Wang Tao remembered the division of strength among skeleton elves. The darker the color of the bones, the stronger the skeleton.
The white color of bones is the lowest, followed by gray, followed by black, black, red, and gold.
Black represents ultimate death, while pink represents life and gold represents rebirth.
The pink skull is certainly scary, but the golden skull is the strongest.
Wang Tao thought about the skeleton information he knew, and then thought about the method of controlling corpses.
Skeletons are also a type of corpse, and are much easier to control because of the soul fire.
The essence of this method is to use spiritual consciousness to invade the soul fire, thereby gaining control.
Wang Tao recalled the details and suddenly raised his spirits, and suddenly his sea of consciousness stirred up huge waves.
He gathered his consciousness, formed a sharp arrow, and shot it hard at one of the skeletons.
The skeleton soul fire was shot by his arrow of consciousness, and suddenly it beat violently.
The Arrow of Divine Consciousness and the Skeleton Soul Fire were locked in a stalemate for a while. Finally, when Wang Tao's second Arrow of Divine Consciousness arrived, the Soul Fire suddenly dimmed and was about to go out.
The time has come!
Wang Tao sensed the fleeting opportunity and quickly used his spiritual consciousness to attach his mind to the skeleton. Suddenly his eyesight went dark. When the light returned again, he knew he had succeeded.
At this moment, his mind weakened the senses of the body's five senses, and instead possessed the senses of the elf possessing the skeleton.
This feeling is very strange, he can feel both bodies, and this skeleton is like his clone.
Wang Tao occupied the skeleton and suddenly looked up to see the smiling Yecao Shizuka slowly walking over.
Wang Tao's Dzogchen Dzogchen's spiritual power and true energy strength are just a little inferior physically.
And when his extremely powerful mental power took possession of the skeleton, the skeleton suddenly began to mutate. In an instant, the gray bones all over his body turned as black as ink. At the same time, his aura surged, and soon he was on par with Yecao Shizuka.
"This! Is it possible?"
Yecao Shizuka felt the changes in the skeleton in front of her, and her expression was full of surprise.
If it felt like this skeleton only had the strength of Qing Qing before, now just a few steps away, this skeleton suddenly turned into the strength of a suspected martial god?
What's going on? Is this the true strength of the skeleton?
Wang Tao felt Ye Cao Jingxiang looking at him with some surprise, and was stunned for a moment. When he saw the bones as black as ink, he suddenly understood.
Sure enough, the strength of the skeleton elves depends entirely on the soul fire. As long as the soul is strong enough, the strength will be strong enough.
Wang Tao's powerful mental power coupled with the skeleton's body suddenly made his strength comparable to the black bones of the God of War.
"Black Bone Realm?"
Zhou Yuguo was well-informed and a little surprised.
"Hehehe, then let me experience your black-bone strength."
Ye Cao Shizuka's eyes flashed, and she stretched out her hand to attack Wang Tao. Suddenly the door opened and a Taoist nun slowly walked out.
Finally someone alive?
Suddenly, everyone stared at the Taoist nun who walked out slowly.
This Taoist nun looks to be in her twenties, with a fair complexion, delicate facial features, a calm expression, and a vaguely elegant aura.
"Gong Yihua? Is it really you?"
Fan Qianhai exclaimed, after all, he and Gong Yihua had some entanglements when they were young. He stared at Gong Yihua for a few times and asked in shock.
"Gong Yihua? You admit it right?"
Hong Yiming glanced at the shocked Fan Qianhai and looked at Gong Yihua in surprise.
This Taoist girl is only in her twenties, how could she be Gong Yihua who is in her fifties or sixties?
Except for Fan Qianhai, no one else at the scene had seen it. Now that they heard Fan Qianhai exclaiming, they all looked at him in surprise.
"Huh! Gong Yihua? Are you okay?"
Fan Qianhai's expression changed several times, and then hesitantly walked to the Taoist nun.
"Are you Gong Yihua?"
Yecao Shizuka couldn't feel the danger, so she looked curiously at the Taoist nun who came out of the Taoist temple.
Wang Tao, now a skeleton, looked at Gong Yihua with twitching eyes. He was so shocked that he couldn't believe it.
Gong Yihua looked cold and glanced at everyone with cold eyes. When she saw the skeleton possessed by Wang Tao, a trace of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.
The look in his eyes was like looking at his own child.
Something weird!
Wang Tao noticed Gong Yihua's expression and was slightly confused. At the same time, he looked at the Taoist temple gate in surprise, because when the gate opened, the feeling of danger suddenly became stronger.
Hiss! There is something weird in this Taoist temple!
It can make Wang Tao feel the danger, and he knows that this Taoist temple is extraordinary without asking.
"You're looking for me?"
Gong Yihua was not surprised by the arrival of several people, nor did she have a good relationship with anyone.
Her whole person seemed... very ruthless.
Ruthless way?
Wang Tao suddenly realized.
If heaven has feelings, it will also grow old. Can you really become younger by practicing the ruthless way?
Wang Tao naturally didn't believe it. After careful observation, he discovered that every inch of Gong Yihua's body was pleasing to the eye.
Phew! Gong Yihua is indeed not simple.
As Wang Tao's cultivation advanced, his whole person seemed to have evolved again, and his whole person gradually became perfect.
The same is true for Gong Yihua, who has reached the peak of her own objective perfection.
Wang Tao felt Gong Yihua, and there was no sense of danger at all.
The less dangerous he felt, the weirder he felt.
From this point of view, Gong Yihua may have really surpassed the God of Martial Arts, but because she does not reveal her emotions and has no emotional fluctuations, martial arts warning signs are useless to her.
Wang Tao thought in his heart and was glad that his true body was not revealed.
Gong Yihua has already surpassed the God of War, but how powerful is the one in the Taoist temple who brings him great danger?
Wang Tao may be able to defeat them, but with his current physical strength, he will probably kill one thousand enemies and damage himself eight hundred, making a bloody battle meaningless.
"Gong Yihua, do you still...remember me?"
Fan Qianhai asked unwillingly.
"Remember, what happened?"
Gong Yihua frowned slightly, with neither disdain nor joy in her expression. It was as if she just said a word, and the content of the words had nothing to do with her.
She seems to be dismissive of everything and has no feelings for anything.
An Tian and Zhou Yuguo had obviously noticed her situation.
"Monk Mosha asked me to bring you a message."
When Fan Qianhai saw Gong Yihua being dismissive of him, his chest suddenly felt tight.
"What words?"
"The day of breaking the wall is approaching, I hope you will prepare early."
After Fan Qianhai finished speaking, Gong Yihua nodded to express her understanding.
"What about you? Are you also here to bring me a message?"
If Wang Tao's emotions other than lust have become indifferent since his dream for a thousand years, now Gong Yihua seems to have become a body without emotions.
"Hmph! I'm pretending to be a ghost, I don't know what it means."
Zhou Yuguo was the first to stand up and yell. He was originally a general of the Tianlong Legion, and he had accepted materialism since he was a child.
How could he tolerate seeing a Taoist nun with two skeletons now?