"It's just a trivial matter."
Li Fan hung the exotic treasure rattan around his waist and said disapprovingly with Tang Hengdao.
"The higher the mastery of exotic weapons and strange powers, the more skillful they will be in using them."
In fact, he can do even better, which is to feed his own flesh and blood to his mother's arm according to the information seen by the true-seeing eyes to achieve perfect control.
That way, you can unleash all of its power.
But the consequences of doing that are unknown, and it is very likely that your arm will have some problems.
After this period of precipitation and thinking, he has gradually become more inclined to believe what he sees with his own eyes.
The brain operates with wisdom, a strange power that everyone has.
However, this power has its flaws, and it may not necessarily be able to penetrate the truth.
Only your own eyes can break through this limitation.
But the consequences, or rather the costs, were not revealed.
Nor can we just see the benefits and ignore them.
While talking to Yang Ju, the demon's body, which had been crushed to pieces before, began to turn into debris and fester.
The strange power seemed to disappear out of thin air and move away from the outside.
He was not able to really kill Qiu Ju, because the strangeness is immortal and the evil spirit will always exist.
Everyone has the possibility to become Lian'er or Qiu Ju.
But that's what happened later. At least for now, it can no longer cause trouble.
One person and one cat are preparing to leave this arena hidden by Thousand Illusions and Virtual Realm and move to other places.
But at this moment, Yang Yan's expression changed slightly.
"An evil spirit is coming, it seems to be Miss Lian'er!"
"I saw!"
Li Fan spotted the figure of Miss Lian'er at a glance from the streets strewn with corpses. The pale writing on her head made of fire was like a flickering will-o'-the-wisp, showing an extremely evil and terrifying aura.
"Evil Demon (Lian'er) (Gathering Strength)"
"Extraordinary Technique (Heart Fire)"
"The society of resentment, the heart is like fire. The fire of revenge transformed by hatred and obsession will never be extinguished, and will continue to create curses."
"The curse possessed by Lian'er is the hatred of the prosperous age. Wherever a large number of people gather and there is a blazing fire, there will be a fire."
"The lantern is a symbol of the prosperous times, and the power of the curse gave birth to the lantern fire."
The power of the curse caused the lantern fire?
Li Chuan was shocked when he saw it.
Immediately afterwards, a red brilliance bloomed like a fire lotus, and spread out like an invisible shock wave, quickly passing over the hanging lanterns around it.
The lanterns were transformed by this strange inspiration, and green light overflowed from them.
"Why have those lanterns changed?"
Yang Yan exclaimed in surprise.
Red light passed over them, and even the few lanterns on the stage mutated.
"Derivatives (Lantern Fire)"
"This strange thing likes prosperity, and it burns with the prosperity and popularity of the prosperous times."
"The fire of the lantern loves to drive away people, and it can use blood as oil to burn the filthy people."
"It turns out that the strange treasure lantern fire is just a mutant produced by thousands of derivative strange fires contaminated with other strange powers. This girl Lian'er is the real source!"
Li Fan guessed.
"Be careful, they're coming!"
Yang Ju reminded.
A total of eight lanterns detached themselves from their hanging places and drifted over.
Their speed is not fast, but they are reminiscent of the ball lightning in thunderstorms.
An infinite sense of terror emanated from it, as if after being targeted, if he made the slightest mistake, he would be overtaken and burned to death.
Just looking at the fire, Li Fan felt hot all over, as if the blood in his body was boiling.
But the real danger is not the eight lantern fires, but the fire above our heads, on the covered bridges, on the scaffoldings, in front of the gates of the street shops...
One after another, the lanterns seemed to come alive.
Thousands of lights, this is a beautiful scene describing the prosperous times.
But when thousands of lights turned into thousands of ghost lights...
That's definitely not a good word.
The mummies who had died in the fire and stampede woke up one after another, chasing the auras of the two living people on the ring.
…
"What should I do? There is no way out here."
"Those mummies are coming around again."
"Can we only fight with them?"
Just as Li Fan and Yang Yan were facing the evil demon Lian Er on the street outside, Wu Xuan and his party also encountered some trouble.
When they were hiding in the backyard, they were unable to find a way out. Instead, they were surrounded by some evil spirits.
Out of caution, everyone did not immediately clash with him, but chose to retreat.
But there are also a lot of mummies in Baihua Tower, and there are even real demons transformed by the madam.
After walking around for a while, they discovered that there were wolves in front of them and tigers in the back, so they were trapped in a side courtyard.
Thinking of the large group of demons that they almost ran into head-on outside, Tang Qiu and others showed a look of fear and hesitation on their faces.
After all, they are just new strangers, and they do not have the confidence to easily deal with being surrounded by demons.
"What should I do? This is not a safe place!"
"Wang Jian, the path you pointed out is simply not feasible!"
"What do you mean, you're going to blame me when things happen? If we hadn't gone this way at the beginning, we would have been trapped in the hall in front and would have been besieged by evil spirits!
But I don’t blame you for what you said. Let’s look for other ways out first!
The most important thing right now is to work together instead of saying unnecessary depressing words. "
The shortcomings of the temporary team soon became apparent. Wang Jian and others did not have a basis for mutual trust. They were fine when everything went well, but whenever there were some setbacks, they complained about each other, sowing the seeds for the division of the team.
Not far away, Wu Xuan and the servants following him watched all this with cold eyes.
Unlike Lin You and others who accidentally ended up with this group of people, Wu Xuan knew where the domain eye was.
At the beginning, he took his relatives and a group of people to oversee the Demon Cult Monster Case, and he knew exactly where "Miss Qin'er's" room would be eighteen years later.
But he still came here, walking on the same road as Wang Jian and others.
"Sure enough, there is no use in large numbers."
He couldn't help but smile coldly as he watched Wang Jian and others get into a futile argument.
"This group of people does not have the ability to become a strong man, they are just a bunch of rabble."
Sometimes, small details can also reflect a person's temperament and ability.
Most of these folk strangers are ordinary people.
"Wang Jian, on the other hand, seems a bit calm."
Wang Jian, who was glanced at by Wu Xuangao, as the leader of the temporary team, indeed seemed calmer than ordinary people.
Although he was being accused, instead of being angry, he actually changed people's minds and controlled their emotions.
Everyone gradually calmed down, and under his command, they each carefully explored the various rooms in the building, trying to find a way out without or with less evil demons blocking the way.
The smell of distant flames filled the air, and the surrounding temperature seemed to have risen several degrees. Looking down from the railing where I was standing, I could still vaguely see demons moving around, and they were about to wander over.
Suddenly, a demon that looked like a turtle walked over.
