Based on Luo Yi's understanding of Netherworld, the black mist in front of him was not even a demon species.
They are just the lowest level of demon soldiers in the Netherworld.
This type of demon soldier cannot have a demon body of his own and can only wander around the world in this form.
The method of attack is to invade the monk's sea of consciousness and control the monk as if he were seizing his body.
However, this method has great limitations. According to Luo Yi's observation of this magic soldier at this moment, this lowest level magic soldier can only control monks at the Fusion level and below.
When a monk's spiritual consciousness becomes subtle, it will not be so easy for such demonic soldiers to invade their spiritual consciousness.
However, this comparison of strength already made Luo Yi feel a little shuddering.
A demon soldier of the lowest level in the Netherworld is equivalent to a human race's Fusion Realm monk. The difference in strength is simply appalling.
What if the human monks really went to war with this Netherworld?
Luo Yi's heart sank.
The result is unimaginable!
When Luo Yi stepped in front of the stone monument, the struggle of the black mist became more and more obvious, and a ferocious face appeared in the black mist.
Luo Yi looked at the demon soldier in front of him coldly. He stretched out his hand to hold the Anling that was inserted into the ground, and exerted a slight force.
As a result, Anling remained motionless.
Luo Yi tried his best to pull it out, but still couldn't pull it out.
This is a bit embarrassing.
Luo Yi simply let go of his hand, covered his mouth and coughed twice, then said coldly: "Tell me, why are you following me?"
From the third layer of the sea bottom, this demon soldier has been following Luo Yi. Of course, it has no way to invade Luo Yi's sea of consciousness, which is tantamount to self-destruction for it.
But even so, it still followed Luo Yi all the way, and even led him to the fourth level.
This demon soldier must have some purpose.
This demon soldier stared at Luo Yi, its voice was extremely sharp, as if two mirrors were rubbing against each other.
"You...are a shell."
"The body..."
The demon soldier kept repeating these two words.
Luo Yi frowned, and suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed the demon soldier by the throat.
"I'll give you one last chance."
Two different auras appeared on Luo Yi's left arm.
Ren Miaomiao opened his eyes again and turned to look at Luo Yi.
The ghost hand on Luo Yi's left arm became a little hot.
One of the two breaths coming out of it is the power of the netherworld sealed in Luo Yi's left arm!
The other is the swallowing power of the Sky-Swallowing Creation Sutra!
When Baili Fengge sealed Luo Yi's ghost hand, he was worried that Luo Yi would become a demon again.
But no matter what the seal is, there will always be a day when it becomes loose.
Luo Yi can't always rely on this seal.
So he came up with a compromise.
The swallowing power of the Sky-Swallowing Creation Sutra can suppress the power of the netherworld, so he used the swallowing power to activate his left arm ghost hand.
Achieve a perfect balance between the power of devouring and the power of the netherworld.
Just like the two poles of Yin and Yang, the power of devouring is the positive pole, and the power of the netherworld is the negative pole.
In this way, Luo Yi's ghost hand on his left arm became a huge killer weapon.
Whether it is the power of devouring or the power of Netherworld, it can cause harm to Netherworld, not to mention the fusion of these two powers?
So after Luo Yi choked the demon soldier, a look of extreme pain suddenly appeared on its hideous face.
Luo Yi slightly increased the devouring power, and the black mist actually became dimmer!
Luo Yi is actually devouring this demonic soldier!
The ghost hand on his left arm became hotter and hotter, but Luo Yi's eyes were extremely clear, with no trace of demonization at all.
He has long been accustomed to his ghost hand, and now he can find a perfect balance. As long as he does not release all the power of the netherworld contained in the ghost hand, Luo Yi's mind will not be shaken at all.
I remember that Wei Qing, a rough old man, once said something that was quite knowledgeable and reasonable.
Luo Yi laughed and scolded him at the time, "Ivory came out of the dog's mouth."
Wei Qing said this at the time, "If you want to defeat the enemy, you must first understand the enemy. Not only must you clearly understand the enemy's weaknesses, but you must also clearly understand the enemy's strengths."
"Know yourself and your enemy, and you will be victorious in every battle."
Now, Luo Yi has completely mastered his arm.
Why can only Nether control human monks?
I want to control this power of the netherworld!
Luo Yi's eyes were like hawks, staring at the ferocious face that emerged from the black mist in front of him.
"explain."
The black mist kept shaking and boiling, Luo Yi's ghost hands became hotter and hotter, and the black mist became darker and darker.
But this demon soldier just kept repeating those two words.
"Body...shell..."
"Body...shell..."
A cold light flashed in Luo Yi's eyes, and the Heaven-Devouring Creation Sutra began to circulate rapidly in his body. The power of the netherworld and the power of devouring the ghost hand increased several times at the same time!
The demon soldier let out a shrill scream and finally exploded into pieces. The black mist was sucked into Luo Yi's left arm.
Ren Miaomiao frowned when he saw this scene, and for the first time he took the initiative to say: "You swallowed this Netherworld?"
Luo Yi shook his left hand and said, "Don't worry, this level of Netherworld power won't affect me."
Ren Miaomiao suddenly said with a serious face: "The Thousand Miles Embankment was destroyed in an ant nest. If you become possessed and fall into the netherworld, I will personally kill you."
Luo Yi twitched the corner of his mouth, "You are really warm-hearted, how about I thank you first?"
Ren Piaomiao nodded, "Okay."
Luo Yi rolled his eyes at him.
The Sky-Swallowing Creation Sutra can actually swallow and refine the power of the netherworld. In fact, Luo Yi has been carrying out this kind of refining.
It's just that this refining speed is extremely slow, perhaps because Luo Yi's current devouring power is not strong enough to refine this Netherworld power as he wishes.
Otherwise, the power of the netherworld in this ghost's hand would have been refined by Luo Yi long ago.
Luo Yi gently rubbed his left arm with his right hand and said to himself: "This demon soldier has followed me all the way here. There must be some unknown reason."
"Since there are magic soldiers here, does it mean that there will be higher-level monsters than the magic soldiers?"
Luo Yi frowned, constantly thinking about some clues in his mind.
"Husk...what does this sentence mean?"
"What exactly does it want to express..."
Luo Yi's expression gradually became serious, and he could no longer see through the Ten Thousand Bones Death Spirit Tower.
Luo Yi suddenly cast his gaze on the stone tablet again.
This stone tablet stands out of place on the top of a mountain filled with swords.
Luo Yi took two steps forward, as if he wanted to carefully read the inscription on the stone tablet.
Who would have thought that Ren Miaomiao suddenly said at this moment: "That stone tablet is the entrance to the fifth floor, and the magic soldier wants to lead you into the fifth floor."
Luo Yi froze on the spot.
"How do you know this is the entrance to the fifth floor?"
"you guess."
Luo Yi asked again: "You went in?"
Ren Miaomiao turned her head and glanced at Luo Yi, as if she was looking at a fool.
If I don't go in, how will I know if this is the entrance to the fifth floor?
Luo Yi suddenly felt ashamed.
Suddenly, something suddenly occurred to him. He looked at Ren Miaomiao and his eyes widened: "That's not right. Since you know that Netherworld's intention, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"You didn't ask me either." Ren Miaomiao said matter-of-factly.
Luo Yi's mouth twitched crazily.
Okay, okay, Ren Piaomiao.
Luo Yi asked angrily: "Then let me ask you now, since you have entered the fifth floor, what is in the fifth floor?"
Ren Piaomiao turned her head and said word by word:
"Why should I tell you?"
