Way of the Devil

“Soul Power blood?” Lu Sheng’s eyes narrowed, watching Zhang Qixuan magically quickly from the edge of the death, healing the wound, supplement Qi Blood, and then it will return to the state before the injury.

This effect is very amazing. He has seen many similar methods before, but they are not as magical here.

And it seems that there are no sequelae.

After doing all this, Zhao Zhongjun stood up and looked towards Lu Sheng.

“Friend, are you interested in knowing what our Secret Weapon is?” His face tried to squeeze a sincere smile.

“Don’t listen to him, come with me, I have a long history of moving the mountain gate. It is the one of the very best in the Spirit Realm. It seems like he is a one-and-a-half hang, and he is learning a mess, all unorthodox.”

Aside from Huang Ya is close to said coldy.

In front of this boy, his quality is extremely excellent. If he can become a psychic person and become a Secret Weapon, then it is definitely the best partner of strength.

“In any case, this place should not be left for a long time. After a long time, False Devil and other local Secret Weapons may also find out. First withdraw.” Huang Ya calmly said, the first one moved away towards the mountain.

“wait/and so on, I will add you a mobile phone. If you have anything to ask back, you can ask me directly.” Zhao Zhongjun said quickly.

Lu Sheng looked at Zhang Qixuan who was fainting to the ground.

This World is more interesting than he thought.

Awkwardly, Huang Ya went back and gently fell to Zhang Qixuan, picked up Zhang Qixuan, and moved toward the mountain.

Apparently she is considering that a girl and Lu Sheng are alone with each other and may have problems.

“It was just that we didn’t pay attention to the hand and almost killed her. Now I am responsible for bringing her back to the hotel.” Huang Ya dropped a sentence and quickly left.

“Let’s go, let’s go.” Zhao Zhongjun wiped the sweat from his forehead and got up and moved towards the hill.

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A moment later, Lu Sheng sat in the hotel room of Huang Ya.

Zhang Qixuan and Huang Ya both sit on the desk and sit on the bed with one knee. At this point, they are staring at Lu Sheng.

“Before you ask questions, I will introduce you to what is the existence of our Secret Weapon.” Huang Ya has no cold temperament before. It looks like a normal high school girl.

Wearing denim shorts and white T-shirts seems to be no different from ordinary girls.

“Good.” Lu Sheng nodded, indicating that the other party can start.

Huang Ya looked at Zhao Zhongjun and continued.

“In this world, there are always people with different innate talents, which are different from ordinary people.

They can communicate with the dead soul, talk to the deceased, borrow the power of the dead soul, and strengthen themselves for a short time.

They are called psychics. ”

She gave a concept first.

“Can you talk to the deceased?” Lu Sheng thoughtfully.

“And among the psychics, there are some people of insight who guide the souls of their own communication to the weapons of some special materials, and then carefully care for them to nourish and strengthen the souls.

So that these weapons have more and more powerful power, this is the so-called Secret Weapon. The weapon attached to the soul is the legendary Secret Weapon. ”

“In fact, it is said that our Secret Weapon makes it possible to borrow the power of the ancient soul attached to the Secret Weapon. It is not an ordinary person. It is as simple as that.” Zhao Zhongjun concluded with a mouthful.

“It’s really simple.” Lu Sheng nodded. “So, what was the previous thing called False Devil?”

“That is a monster whose broken souls are condensed together and generated by resentment and hatred. It is only hateful to us by the psychic people. You can rest assured that they rarely attack the ordinary person.” Huang Ya simply said.

“So, you drag me over, what do you want to do?” Lu Sheng surprisedly said.

“You are a powerful soul, able to withstand the soul shock wave, but also do not hurt yourself. Such a soul is strong, born to be a good qualification of cultivation Secret Weapon.” Huang Ya said resolutely.

“So I hope that you can join my sect and I will extradite you to be a real Secret Weapon.”

“Secret Weapon makes it? Let me also find a weapon with a soul, and then let him possess a fight with me?” Lu Sheng surprisedly said.

“In theory, this is the case.” Huang Ya nodded.

“There will be consequences of the possession, what kind of side effects will that state have on people?” Lu Sheng asked again.

“There is no side effect. For the average person, it will damage the life, but for us, it has no effect. The only trouble is that memory sharing takes time. The memory of you and the ancient soul will be shared to some extent. Improve the fit of both parties.

The higher the fit, the stronger the formidable power that you can break out together. The specific example is that you look at Zhao Zhongjun over there, although he holds a gold-grade Secret Weapon, but it is comparable to my silver Secret Weapon. ”

“That is to say that his fit with the gold pistol Secret Weapon is very low?” Lu Sheng gave a different.

“That’s it.” Huang Ya nodded.

“Understood.” Lu Sheng nodded. “I’m sorry, although I really want to know the World where your Secret Weapon is located, but… I don’t like to share memories with people. Especially a stranger who just finds outside.”

When he heard the introduction, he probably understood the state of the special group.

By borrowing the skills of the ancient souls, it is possible to have powerful military battles in a short time, and perhaps some secret art can mobilize the supernatural spirit Soul Power.

But that’s it.

He does not think that there is an ancient soul in this world that can qualify for his own body.

As for shared memory, it is even more nonsense.

“You will not consider it anymore?” Huang Ya was a bit too aggressive at the time. Lu Sheng actually just listened to the secret introduction and decided to refuse.

This is the first time they extradite the psychic.

“There is nothing to think about.” Lu Sheng stood up. “Well, you play with you, and pay more attention to the surrounding, don’t be innocent. I am leaving, your things are assured, I will not pass.”

He did not wait for the two to react, waved his hand, opened the door, and went away.

Zhao Zhongjun wanted to chase when he got up, but he was stopped by Huang Ya.

“Forget it, this person is different from us. People like him are determined to be determined. It is very difficult to change. Otherwise, they will not have such a strong soul.”

“Do not try to know.” Zhao Zhongjun casually followed and chased out.

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The journey continues.

After Lu Sheng returned to the room, from this day, Huang Ya and Zhao Zhongjun always appeared faintly discernable in his field of vision.

However, Zhang Qixuan, who was awake after a coma, woke up and found himself lying in his room. There was nothing on his body. Some suspected that everything he had encountered before was a dream.

Instead, I continued to follow the action of everyone like no one else.

Lu Sheng continues to use the Red Soul Gong to continuously improve his body strength, basically increasing the speed to stabilize at twice the speed of the day.

On the fifth day of the journey, his physical fitness has reached ten times that of ordinary people.

And the journey, when it is time to leave this area.

The so-called active volcano, in fact, is to look at the scenery from the bottom of the mountain, staying at a hotel on the mountainside for one night, and experience life in the wild, nothing more.

To say that there is something different than before, that is, Zhang Qixuan, the cousin, is no longer as old as Lu Sheng.

Soon the brigade will arrive at the time of return.

On the last afternoon, everyone discussed all the meals together and sang and rested. Lu Sheng did not participate in the event, and quietly left ktv alone, along the road in front of the hotel, rushing toward the ecological park.

The False Devil, which is doped with Desolate Power, is what he is most interested in.

At night, a streetlight divides the dark streetscape into pieces. The scattered pedestrians slowly moved down the streetlights, and some vehicles whizzed through the Yuanguan lights, rolling up a mess of garbage cans.

Lu Sheng slowly moved towards the direction of the ecological park, and handcuffed into his pocket. Just half an hour ago, he successfully upgraded to 11 times the strength of ordinary people.

After knowing the main system of this world, he has no intention of integrating into this system. Just prepare the boy’s wish Karma, then find the clues of Desolate Power, Eye of Sin, and then return to Heavely Demon World to rest.

As the road moves more and more forward, there are fewer and fewer silhouettes on the road, and the frequency of passing vehicles is getting lower and lower.

I don’t know how long, Lu Sheng suddenly stopped and stood in the same place.

Underneath a street lamp in front of him, a white-haired man in a white sweater was kneeling on the floor with a cigarette in his hand. The red cigarette butts flashed in the shadows, apparently smoking.

Lu Sheng looked at each other, so late, still in such a remote place, there are still people smoking here.

Be aware that there is at least a distance of ten kilometers from the bustling area.

But this has nothing to do with him.

He was only paused and went on, passing by the white-haired man.

“Hey.” Suddenly the white-haired man stood up and threw the cigarette butt under his feet.

“Have you been in contact with the psychic people recently?” He turned his head and fell on Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng turned and looked at him.

“Contacted. What happened?”

The white-haired man did not expect him to be so frank, squatting, and then said.

“Do you know where Zhao Zhongjun is? You have his Soul Power aura, don’t tell me I don’t know. I don’t like this answer.”

“Zhao Zhongjun?” Lu Sheng said in the voice, “Know it.”

“Where is he?” The white-haired man was nodded and looked at his watch. “You should be glad that I am in a good mood now, I don’t want to kill. If I say it, I will let you go.”

Lu Sheng’s shoes, which he was about to leave, suddenly fell. He turned his direction and inserted his hand into his trouser pocket. The other hand pulled the neckline and made the clothes more slack.

Then slowly move towards the white hair.

Bang! !

A lightning bolt.

Lu Sheng’s arm was blurred for a moment under the streetlight and then returned to its original location.

The head of the white-haired man bursts like a watermelon on the spot, and the remaining headless body is still holding a new cigarette in his hand, and he is unable to fall down.

Lu Sheng looked down at the corpse and turned to continue moving towards the direction of perception.

His purpose is False Devil, not these inexplicable garbage.

When he is such a realm, killing this level of the guy is no different from an ant on the dead end.

There is no sorrow and joy, no surprise and shock, just like eating and drinking.

“Right, I want to kill him?” He suddenly thought of this problem, inexplicably thinking, slowly moving away, moving towards the distance.