After walking for a while, just as Yang Ming thought, he encountered a strange black shadow again. Yang Ming named the creature possessed by the black mist "Black Puppet". As the name suggests, after being possessed by the black mist, it will
Become its puppet.
What Yang Ming encountered this time was a spiritual beast black puppet. This black puppet was more powerful than the human black puppet he encountered before. It was estimated that it had the strength of the Six Paths Realm. The former did not dare to be careless and would immediately activate the Chaos Thunder Dragon.
He even took out the Tianlin Thunder Halberd and prepared for battle.
The spiritual beast Black Puppet also discovered him, but it did not attack immediately like the human Black Puppet. Instead, it roared at Yang Ming from a distance and retreated slowly.
This scene made Yang Ming suddenly stunned. What was going on? He looked at his surroundings and immediately noticed the river at his feet. Thinking of the river sucking in the black mist, he instantly understood. This spiritual beast, the black puppet, was
He was afraid that if it fought with Yang Ming, it would damage the puppet's body, and then the black mist inside would be pulled out by the river. In this case, Yang Ming could let go of his hands and feet to attack the spiritual beast Black Puppet.
"Thunder Emperor, Demon Breaker!"
The Tianlin Thunder Halberd in Yang Ming's hand quickly thrust out, and a shadow of the energy halberd was like an angry dragon, rushing towards the spiritual beast Black Puppet. The latter was angered by Yang Ming's actions, and slapped out a claw, knocking the shadow of the energy halberd away.
He slapped them away, and then roared at Yang Ming.
"Ouch!"
The spiritual beast Black Puppet directly waved its two claws, forming two light blades and shooting at Yang Ming. The rich soul fluctuations mixed with spiritual power, coupled with the gap in levels, forced Yang Ming to treat it with caution.
"Qiang Qiang!"
Yang Ming smashed the light blade with the Tianlin Thunder Halberd, but the strong soul wave attached to it had a great impact on him, making the former's head dizzy and interrupting the subsequent attack.
Yang Ming shook his head, forcing himself to keep a clear mind, and the spiritual beast Black Puppet rushed forward, biting the former's neck with its bloody mouth. Yang Ming quickly pressed the weapon in his hand against the opponent's mouth.
"This black puppet's attack is full of soul fluctuations. If I don't think of a way to solve this problem, I will suffer a loss sooner or later." Yang Ming struggled to get rid of the spiritual beast black puppet, and immediately took two steps back to put a little distance between him and the opponent.
I originally thought that this black puppet would be easy to deal with because he couldn't let go of his hands and feet by the river, but it turned out that Yang Ming was too naive and almost got himself into trouble.
"Woo..."
The sharp roar came again without warning. Yang Ming quickly used spiritual power to protect his whole body. Because the distance was close, the power of the roar was much greater than before. The spiritual shield appeared quickly under this terrifying shock wave.
Cracks followed by collapse.
"Ah!" At the moment when the spiritual shield collapsed, Yang Ming felt as if his body was about to be torn to pieces, and he couldn't help but let out a painful sound. The Chaos Thunder Dragon body was running at full strength, increasing its physical defense while constantly repairing the damage on its body.
The injury caused the pain to continue, but it also prevented Yang Ming from moving.
The situation of the spiritual beast Black Puppet was not good either. The roaring sound was originally very harmful to a creature like it, but it was so close to the source of the sound. Its body couldn't bear it at all, and soon it was covered with cracks. "Boom"
With a sound, the body was shattered by the sound waves. A black mist floated out from the minced meat, and was then sucked into the river.
The black mist kept resisting the attraction of the river water, trying to possess Yang Ming's body. The latter also wanted to stay away from the black mist, but the sharp roar made him temporarily unable to move, and he could only watch the black mist getting closer and closer.
.
Finally, a trace of black mist touched Yang Ming's body, and immediately penetrated into his body through his pores. Yin Wuyue in the spiritual platform had been waiting for a long time, and released the suction force to suck the black mist into his soul.
"Yin Wuyue, what are you doing?" Yang Ming realized that the uninvited guest in the spiritual platform was actually absorbing the black mist, and he was so frightened that he asked the other party.
"Hey, you can't resist now anyway, and I'm not afraid to tell you that this black mist is a great tonic for me. If I absorb it, I can regain more strength. At that time, your body was not what I said.
What's up?" Yin Wuyue smiled slyly.
After Yang Ming heard this, he was shocked and angry. It turned out that Yin Wuyue had this idea. That was probably the reason why he wanted to help solve the problem of black mist. Thanks to him not trusting the other party at all, he didn't let him absorb more.
of black mist.
But now he couldn't move, and he couldn't stop the black mist from entering his body. Yang Ming could feel that Yin Wuyue was growing, and a crazy idea formed in his mind.
"Since you want to absorb the black mist, then I will help you!"
Yang Ming tried his best to move a step. Because of this step, he who was originally on the shore lost his footing and fell into the river. The biting cold froze his blood and turned his body into a
An ice sculpture.
In the river, the black mist that had been absorbed by the river immediately rushed into Yang Ming's body, trying to control this body and get rid of the shackles of the river.
"Asshole, are you desperate for your life?" Because a large amount of black mist entered the body, Yin Wuyue couldn't absorb it anymore. While resisting the invasion of black mist, he cursed Yang Ming angrily.
Yang Ming's body was frozen by the river, but his soul was not. Under the impact of the black mist, his soul was like a lonely boat in the wind and waves, with the possibility of capsizing at any time.
"I have no regrets in dragging you, a remnant soul from the Chaos realm, to die, hahaha..." Yang Ming mocked Yin Wuyue, waiting for the final outcome.
As more and more black mist entered Yang Ming's body, his body began to swell and his skin began to turn pale. Just when Yang Ming thought he was helpless, a dazzling golden light emitted from the depths of his soul.
A golden bead.
The black mist was illuminated by the golden light, and melted immediately like ice and snow when encountering the scorching sun, turning into pure soul energy, which was then absorbed by the golden bead. Seeing this scene, Yang Ming's soul immediately became energetic. He didn't expect that this golden bead could also
Deal with this black fog.
There was almost endless black mist in the river. If all the golden beads were absorbed, Yang Ming did not dare to think about the consequences. He hoped that the golden beads would not hurt him.
Yin Wuyue also solved part of the black fog. Just when he wanted to see if Yang Ming was dead, he saw a golden bead rising from the wave of black fog like a blazing sun. The dazzling golden light appeared before his eyes.
Come on, it's the scythe of the god of death, specially designed to harvest remnant souls like him.
"You, you, you...how could there be such a terrifying thing?" Yin Wuyue was so frightened by the golden beads that she stammered.
"What is this?" Yang Ming asked Yin Wuyue. He really didn't know the origin of this little golden bead, but he just guessed that it was transformed into the little thunder spirit snake.
"You don't know what's inside your body?" Yin Wuyue said in surprise.
"This golden bead was discovered the last time you tried to invade my body. I don't know when and how it entered my body." Yang Ming was protected by the golden bead and was not afraid of Yin Wuyue at all.
So tell the truth.
"Alas, no wonder I tried to completely occupy your body but failed. It turned out to be because of it. Without it, I had no chance." Yin Wuyue let out a long sigh. He really thought it was because of his lack of strength.
The recovery failed to occupy the body, but who knows the reason is because of the existence of this golden bead.
The light of the golden bead has melted all the black mist that entered Yang Ming's body, and is approaching Yin Wuyue, but Yang Ming wants to know the information about this bead, and prevents the golden light from shining on Yin Wuyue.
"Tell me, maybe I will let you go temporarily." Yang Ming looked at Yin Wuyue and said.
The soul fire transformed by Yin Wuyue fluctuated for a while, and then he narrated information about the golden bead: "This golden bead is called the Golden Thunder Soul Bead. It is the product of Lei Ling's death, but not all
All thunder spirits will produce beads like this after they die, and it takes great opportunity to produce them."
"What is the opportunity?" Yang Ming asked.
"I don't know either. Thunder Spirits themselves are rare. There are millions of spiritual warriors who may not be able to find one with qualifications that can trigger the golden thunder, let alone a Thunder Spirit. Even if these requirements are met,
, it is difficult to reach the sky to kill the Thunder Spirit, so the emergence of the Golden Thunder Soul Pearl is extremely difficult, countless times more difficult than cultivating from the Spirit Tempering Realm to the Chaos Realm." Yin Wuyue said.
"Then what is the use of this Golden Thunder Soul Bead?" Yang Ming asked the question he was most concerned about. However, Yin Wuyue did not answer. It seemed that he did not know the specific use of the Golden Thunder Soul Bead.
When Yang Ming heard this, he also had a preliminary understanding of the Golden Thunder Soul Bead. Tempering one's soul to Chaos is already something that countless people desire but cannot achieve. The chance of the Golden Thunder Soul Bead appearing is much smaller than this.
, how much incredible luck does it take to meet this?
After the golden thunder soul bead in front of him absorbed a large amount of soul energy, its color became much darker. It was no longer a bright golden color. In Yang Ming's curious and helpless eyes, it returned to the depths of the soul, but it was still there.
Yang Ming's body surface was covered with a layer of golden light, preventing the black mist from invading the body again.
"Yang Ming..." Yin Wuyue wanted to say something, but stopped. She returned to the mourning platform lonely and huddled in a corner. No matter how Yang Ming called him, there was no response.
Yang Ming was in a good mood at this time. This time he not only learned some information about the golden bead, but also solved the potential trouble of Yin Wuyue. I believe that the other party will not come out and jump around from time to time in the future.
The screams stopped, and Yang Ming came out of the river and continued to walk towards the source of the river. On the way, he encountered two black puppets, both of whom were not weak. In order to find a way to deal with that kind of spiritual power mixed with soul power attack, Yang Ming directly fought with
They fought for three hundred rounds before killing them. After the black puppet's body was destroyed, the black mist that escaped was naturally absorbed by the river water.
Yang Ming found something to deal with the mixed attack of the two powers. He became more and more curious about what kind of river this river was, and it had the effect of absorbing black mist.