Chapter 91 This is the corpse demon transformation
After Song Yizhi put that thing into the bottle, the corpse on the ground seemed to have lost its core and quickly shriveled up.
Looking at the tattered and shriveled body, Song Yizhi sighed, and then she shook the crystal bottle in her hand.
It is indeed the most difficult task, really...
Troublesome and disgusting!
Song Yizhi wanted to scold Tiandao but didn't know where to start. In the end, he just sighed.
The contents of the bottle almost filled up the crystal bottle, and it looked very arrogant.
However, after a while, the thing shrank into a small ball, looking like a hair ball from a distance.
Chu He's vigilance against that thing continued to rise.
This thing is very dangerous, very dangerous!
Feng Canglin glanced at the corpse on the ground, then his eyes fell on the crystal bottle, and his eyes became colder.
It's a good thing that he came to see Zhizhi, otherwise he wouldn't have known about it!
Moreover, if he doesn't come, Zhizhi will suffer a loss.
At this moment, Feng Canglin was extremely happy that she was here.
"This is the transformation of a corpse into a demon." Feng Canglin said, answering Chu He's questions.
Transformation into a zombie?
Chu He was confused by the unheard words, but his mood also became serious.
This doesn't sound like a good word.
Moreover, this incident happened in the world of immortality, so he always felt that it was for the world of demons.
Song Yizhi explained, "As the name suggests, the corpse becomes demonized, so it is called corpse demonization."
Chu He was confused, "Why does the corpse become demonized? Wait, what is demonization?"
He is a demon cultivator who doesn't know how to become a demon. This is such a failure!
Song Yizhi looked at Feng Canglin and then at Chu He. He wanted to explain the demonization to Chu He but didn't know how to explain it.
After thinking for a while, Song Yizhi asked, "What is your animal form?"
"Fox." Chu He said.
Song Yizhi nodded, "Can half-animal and half-human do it?"
Chu He didn't understand, but he still put out a pair of white fluffy fox ears honestly, "Is that so?"
Chu He was handsome, with the high-spiritedness of a young man but without losing his poise. His fox eyes did not appear demonic, but made him more elegant and suave.
Now with a pair of fluffy white fox ears on his head, the calm and gentle man is actually a bit cute.
"Yes." Song Yizhi made a dust-removing trick for himself, and then continued to talk to Chu He, "You call it animalization now, and she calls it demonization. It means that people are infected by demon poison and become demonized. This is called demonization.
, death is called corpse-demon transformation.”
Chu He put away his ears and nodded to show that he understood.
After Song Yizhi made a dust-removing formula for himself, he raised his hand to rub his chin and muttered, "Well..., from a slightly more rigorous perspective, demonization is like poisoning. Judging from the condition of Chen Ying's body, it should be a wolf
poison."
To be precise, it is not a poison, but a poison.
It's Gu again.
Song Yizhi raised his head and glanced at the beams of the room, feeling a little hopeless.
She really doesn’t want to do these extremely complicated tasks!
She just wants to show off!!
"It's not poison, it's poison." Feng Canlin corrected Song Yizhi's words.
Chu He turned his head and looked at Feng Canglin with a hint of respect.
insanity?
Chu He's expression changed.
Song Yizhi turned his head and glanced at Feng Canlin, not surprised by this.
If he doesn't know, then something is wrong.
Song Yizhi didn't intend to ask. She walked up to the man, knelt down and said friendly, "Where is your home base?"
The man drooped his eyelids and didn't even look at Song Yizhi, let alone answer her questions.
Song Yizhi clicked his tongue, stood up, turned to look at Chu He, and said, "Search for souls."
Chu He responded and stepped forward to pinch and perform Soul Search. Before the man had time to detonate the golden elixir, he suddenly had a look of pain on his face.
After the soul search was over, Chu He turned to look at Song Yizhi, but stopped talking.
"Speak directly if you have anything to say." Song Yizhi said.
"Here..." Chu He glanced at Feng Canglin, and then said with a look of death, "Yingchun Tower."
Song Yizhi narrowed his eyes and looked at Chu He who was a little embarrassed to speak, "It's not that kind of place, is it?"
Chu He nodded, "It's that kind of place."
Song Yizhi was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and clapped his hands, "Okay! Let's go, call Shang Bei Xianyue and let's go and have fun together!"
Chu He: "..."
Why don't you take a look at the Demon Lord's face first?
Feng Canglin looked at Song Yizhi, whose eyes were bright and longing on his face, and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Looking at the little girl who was about to go out, Feng Canglin reached out and grabbed her by the back collar, "How could you like that kind of filthy place?"
Song Yizhi patted Feng Canlin's arm and asked him to let go, "Beauties! They are all beauties, and they are pleasing to the eye!"
"..." Feng Canlin let go of Song Yizhi's back collar, raised his hand and poked her head, "You!"
Song Yizhi rolled his eyes and smiled cutely.
Feng Canglin's eyes were full of helplessness.
Just when Feng Canlin was about to say something, the dead man suddenly grew taller and broke the rope.
The poisonous claws clawed straight towards Chu He.
Song Yizhi dragged Chu He across the threshold and walked out of the main room, and the poisonous claws almost touched his face.
Leaving Chu He aside, Song Yizhi moved, then grabbed the man's arm and pulled hard.
"bump--"
The man was dragged hard to the ground by Song Yizhi.
Chu He blinked and felt a pain in his bones.
Different people, familiar roughness.
"Click."
"Click." "Click."
In just a few breaths, the man's limbs were broken off by Song Yizhi, and he lay motionless on the ground.
Chu He's eyelids twitched.
Why is Miss Song so skilled?!
He is afraid!
Feng Canglin looked at Song Yizhi's skillful look and was more or less surprised.
Why is Zhizhi so skilled?
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be.
Song Yizhi stood up, raised his hand and patted the non-existent dust on his hand.
"Creak, creak..."
A heart-wrenching sound sounded, and the man's broken limbs were quickly recovering.
Feng Canglin's eyes turned cold.
Song Yizhi glanced down at the man who was about to explode, clicked his tongue impatiently, and then stepped on the man's chest.
"It's so annoying." Song Yizhi complained, and then stepped on both of the man's arms with his feet.
To be precise, the thing at Song Yizhi's feet should no longer be considered a human being.
His exposed skin was covered with a layer of black down, and the black hair grew longer and longer, and finally covered his whole body, looking like a savage.
"Ugly and smelly." Song Yizhi retracted his foot and kicked the person away.
"boom--"
The man flew backwards and knocked down the stone wall.
The collapsed rocks pinned the man down, and dust rose up.
Chu He: "..."
Just...why does he think Miss Song needs protection?
Feng Canglin looked at the impatient and a little irritable little girl, and felt that her temper was exactly the same as her mother's.
Song Yizhi walked up, kicked away the stones at his feet, then took out the foot-long knife and dug out the thing in the man's heart.
After putting the thing into the crystal bottle again, Song Yizhi pinched two dust-removing techniques for himself.