Yang Ming thinks about it. After all, he is already a black soul demon warrior. Even a white soul demon warrior may not be able to get benefits in his hands. Most of the demon warriors who go to the psychedelic forest to look for attribute will are purple.
At the soul level, there are only a few black soul demon warriors, and these black soul strongmen want to enhance the power of the field by fusing multiple attributes of will, and there is no direct conflict of interest with him. He immediately decided to go to the psychedelic forest
Try your luck.
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At a fork of a tree, Yang Ming was eating rations and resting on the trunk. This was the third day since he left Iron Fire City. He was thinking about how to improve his strength. Since returning from Long Yuanjian, Yang Ming felt that
The speed of his cultivation has dropped. After such a long time, he feels that his realm has not improved significantly.
In fact, it's not that Yang Ming has not made progress, but that his total amount of magic energy is far higher than that of ordinary people. Calculated at the speed of ordinary people, it would take him nine days to achieve the same effect that others can achieve in one day of practice. This is also multi-attribute.
Disadvantages. However, such disadvantages will be alleviated after condensing the domain, because after possessing the domain, you can mobilize the magic of a world to assist your own cultivation. This is why Yang Ming wants to find the attribute will quickly.
"Judging from where Mr. Shan is pointing, it will take two days from here. I have to say that the Yin-Yang plate is really big enough." Yang Ming took the map, made some gestures, and hit the road again.
On the fifth day, when the morning light poured over the earth, Yang Ming, who had been traveling all night, finally arrived near the destination of the psychedelic forest. In the past few days, Yang Ming also received news about the psychedelic forest.
After asking for more information, what shocked him the most was the survival rate in the psychedelic forest. Only about 50% of people could come out of the psychedelic forest alive. Such a survival rate really surprised Yang Ming.
For quite a while.
However, this did not scare those demon warriors who wanted to condense their fields. Yang Ming came all the way and saw many people flocking to this forest. It was probably to increase their chances of survival. Many of them were adults.
Crowds of people rushed towards the enchanted forest.
Attribute will, for any demon warrior with perfect purple soul, has great temptation. If you are lucky enough to get the attribute will that matches your own attributes, then you will have the opportunity to step into the black soul demon warrior.
Conditions, for many people, are something that can change their destiny.
The huge flow of people has also brought business opportunities. Some people have built a city on the outskirts of the psychedelic forest, called the psychedelic city, to provide services for the magic warriors who come looking for attribute will, including the most basic food and accommodation, as well as the pursuit of magic.
They formed a team to sell some elixirs harvested from the forest...
Therefore, the psychedelic forest, which was originally inaccessible, has now changed its scenery from the past. People are everywhere. In the forest, people can be seen walking through it from time to time.
As for how many unlucky people have become fertilizers in the mountains and forests, no one knows, but everyone knows that if you want to enter the forest and obtain the attribute will, if you don't have a few brushes in your hands, even if you can escape from the mouth of the monster, it is impossible to say.
The next moment, he will be killed by a cold arrow from the dark.
Even though Yang Ming was powerful, he didn't dare to rush in. He chose to rest for a night in the Psychedelic City to recuperate before entering.
The next day, when early morning came, the Psychedelic City also became noisy. Many teams gathered outside the city and then headed into the forest one after another. Many people were walking in a hurry, as if
If you go late, the attribute will in the forest will be robbed by others. In Yang Ming's eyes, this is a bit funny.
"time to go."
Yang Ming muttered to himself, then walked straight into the forest, keeping a certain distance from other people.
Walking into the forest, the sky seemed to be a lot darker, and a faint sense of depression enveloped everyone's hearts. Listening to the faint roar of beasts coming from a distant place, everyone had a slight smile on their face.
He restrained himself a little. In a place like this, it is not uncommon for people to lose their lives if they are cautious. All teams, whether they are in groups of one person or in groups of three or five, are also somewhat wary of each other. After entering the forest,
separated and separated.
Yang Ming didn't pay any attention to these things. He walked directly in a straight line and quickly advanced into the depths of the forest, leaving the people around him stunned.
"This person wants to go into the depths of the psychedelic forest alone. I don't know if he is ignorant or arrogant. This behavior is undoubtedly seeking death."
When others saw that Yang Ming was so young and dared to walk into the psychedelic forest alone, they whispered to him, but they all fell into his ears. He smiled slightly and did not argue with others, showing that he didn't take it to heart.
Take care of yourself.
Soon, a faint layer of mist appeared in the environment around Yang Ming, proving that he had reached the core of the psychedelic forest, where dangers abounded. Attribute will was hidden in the mist, but most of it was illusions and robbers.
That's right, some people take advantage of the fog to take advantage of the opportunity to rob people passing by. There are many such people, and they all commit crimes in groups. If one person in the team triggers the illusion, the others will stay by his side and wait for him to escape from the illusion, and so on.
Greatly increases their survival rate in the forest.
Yang Ming's luck was indeed not good. He encountered robbers not long after entering the core area.
"call out!"
The sound of breaking wind came, Yang Ming turned sideways to avoid the hidden arrows, and he was already surrounded by more than ten people. The leader was an intermediate black soul demon warrior, and the others were all people in the purple soul realm, and the worst were intermediate purple souls.
"Boy, I think if you dare to enter the psychedelic forest alone, you must have a powerful magic weapon to rely on. Please hand over all the magic weapons and belongings quickly, and I can consider sparing your life."
The leader of the Black Soul Demon Warrior said that Qiu Hu liked people like Yang Ming who entered the forest alone relying on powerful magic weapons. The final result of these people was to be killed by him and the magic weapons were taken away.
Yang Ming smiled confidently at the leader and said, "I do rely on something, but it's not the powerful magic weapon you mentioned, but my own strength."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ming's figure disappeared from the spot, and a sharp fist shadow quickly enlarged in Qiu Hu's eyes. He was so startled that he took a few steps back and hurriedly drew his knife to block it.
"clang!"
The fist hit the back of the knife heavily, and the force was so strong that Qiu Hu's arms were numb, and he retreated in a panic, almost falling to the ground.
"Come here and kill him!" Qiu Hu shouted, and the people around him swarmed towards him.
Yang Ming looked calm and glanced at the guy who was so shocked that he retreated in panic. At this moment, the latter was staring at him with a ferocious look on his face, with murderous intent in his eyes. He could see that the actions of these guys were all
A little crazy, he is obviously the kind of real desperado. To deal with such a person, the only way to deal with it is to use force.
More than a dozen people attacked Yang Ming at the same time, and the momentum was quite huge. Others might not have been able to deal with it. Unfortunately, the target was Yang Ming. His legs shook, and he came to the position of one person in an instant. He hit this person with one palm.
The man was so shocked that he vomited blood and retreated, then turned to another strong man in the crowd with sharp eyes.
The man looked horrified and hurriedly backed away. Yang Ming shot out a lightning finger gun with his backhand, bringing up a column of blood. The man covered his chest and slowly fell down.
Seeing this situation, Qiu Hu suddenly felt bad and shouted to the rest of his men: "The idea is too tough, retreat!"
"Want to leave? Have you asked me? Since you have chosen such an activity, you must be prepared to be killed at any time."
Yang Ming rushed directly to the next person, taking his life away with just one move, and then rushed to others. The screams were endless, and in less than ten minutes, only Chou Hu was left.
Qiu Hu's eyes were full of shock and anger. He never imagined that a group of robbers who had been doing evil for many years would be kidnapped by a kid.
"You are not a purple soul demon warrior. Zihun is not so powerful..."
Qiu Hu shouted angrily as he backed away. Being able to kill so many purple soul demon warriors was not something ordinary people could do. Even he would have to spend a lot of effort to do it.
Yang Ming grinned, showing his white teeth, and then said: "I never said that I was a purple soul demon warrior. You surrounded me without any explanation. You deserve this outcome."
"Son of a bitch!"
Hearing this sentence, Qiu Hu was also furious. The Black Soul's intermediate aura suddenly surged out. He drew his sword and pointed it at Yang Ming who was walking towards him. He charged up and struck, and a fiery red sword light flew out instantly.
The magic element surged, and as soon as Yang Ming's feet touched the ground, his figure turned into a blurry figure. In a flash, he appeared in front of Qiu Hu, changing his palms into chopping, and the sharp aura quickly took shape, directly
It tore the air apart, shattered the flaming red sword light, and quickly struck towards the latter.
Qiu Hu's face was cold and cold, and the sharp wind from his palms caused pain all over his face. His hands quickly transformed into a series of seals, and the fiery red magic essence surged from his body like a tide, and finally in his body.
The palms condensed quickly.
"Pure Yang Palm!"
Qiu Hu faced the chopping palm with a palm. The fierce air wave caused the surrounding clouds to surge. The two of them each took more than ten steps back. In short, Yang Ming had the upper hand. When the sword light was smashed, it had already been consumed.
Part of his power, so that he can still match Qiu Hu's palm, which is enough to prove his power.
"Boy, one move will kill you!"
The ferocity on Qiu Hu's face became even more ferocious. He took a step forward, held the knife in his right hand, and suddenly slashed down at Yang Ming who was rushing towards him!
"Five Tigers Flame Sword!"
A sword light that was more condensed than before flew out like lightning. On the sword light, the fire magic element was extremely concentrated, and tiger stripes seemed to emerge. Wherever it passed, the vegetation was burned out.
Yang Ming's face remained as calm as before, he stood firm, made a fist with his right hand, and swung it out with all his strength, shouting in his heart: "Wind and Thunder Killing Fist!"
This is the first time Yang Ming has used the Wind and Thunder Killing Fist after being promoted to the Black Soul Demon Warrior. Compared with the previous Wind and Thunder Killing Fist, the energy is now more restrained and the momentum is not outstanding, but it does not mean that the power has decreased. On the contrary, the energy
Completely integrated into the fist, it is even more destructive.
When the two came into contact, the flaming sword light only lasted for two seconds before being crushed by the power of wind and thunder. There was nothing left that could withstand Yang Ming's fist.
"How can this be?"
Qiu Hu was still immersed in the shock of his sword being shattered. The next second, the Wind and Thunder Killing Fist had hit his chest. The powerful force directly connected his chest to his back, creating a light-transmitting hole.
All the internal organs inside the blood hole were crushed to pieces, and a black soul demon warrior died in Yang Ming's hands.