For cultivating refined corpses with demonic energy
Wei Han actually didn't have much confidence. After all, demonic energy is one of the weirdest energies in the world. It can arouse the deepest malice in people's hearts and make people become bloodthirsty and cruel.
No one knows what the consequences of the combination of demonic energy and corpse refining will be!
Maybe it will allow the refined corpse to break away from Wei Han's control and turn into a corpse demon with overwhelming demonic aura.
Maybe it will make them more powerful, and it is unknown whether they will find a path beyond corpse refining.
Before everything came to a conclusion, Wei Han did not place all the refined corpses. He only placed a hundred corpses. Even if he lost them, he would not feel too distressed.
"Gululu!"
Under the devil's well, the devil's energy has liquefied into a puddle of black water!
One hundred refined corpses were soaked in it, and the endless cold air was eroding them all the time, almost freezing them all.
What if an ordinary person jumped into this black water!
Not only will the body become stiff and unable to move in an instant, but even the soul will be frozen, and then the malice in the heart will grow billions of times, and it will eventually be controlled by the demonic energy and turn into a corpse demon that only knows killing.
But the corpse-refiner is not a normal person after all!
They have no intelligence, no thinking, no emotions and six desires.
They were just bodies under Wei Han's control, so no matter how the demonic energy eroded them, they were not affected, which actually made him sigh in relief.
"The first step is done!"
Wei Han's lips curved into a slight smile.
He knew that as long as the zombies could withstand the erosion of the demonic energy, then his step would be more than half correct, and the next step would be to see how they changed.
If the refined corpse could be soaked in black water for thousands of years, who knows what kind of powerful monsters would be cultivated?
"I have suppressed all 27 magic wells, so we can't waste a drop of these demonic liquids. It's best to find a container to put them all away. After all, two thousand refined corpses can't absorb them all in a short time."
When Wei Han was thinking about whether to refine a magic door space container, an idea flashed in his mind. He couldn't help but patted his head and said with a smile: "Isn't the Corpse Refining Ring just a space container? In such a huge space, there are dozens of magic wells. It can easily contain all the magic liquid."
Think about this!
He immediately raised his hand and grabbed it!
The Corpse Refining Ring worn on the ring finger of his right hand suddenly erupted with huge suction force, and ripples suddenly arose in the magic well, and a large amount of demonic liquid was sucked away.
In the Corpse Refining Ring space, it started to rain heavily.
Dark raindrops fell on the corpse raising ground, immediately eroding the original Xuanyin sand ground.
After a while, the entire space was covered with demonic liquid, and gradually turned into a large lake, and all the copper coffins were soaked and floating.
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
The corpse-refining army that was sleeping in the copper coffin were all awakened.
They blankly felt the strong demonic aura around them, and soon fell into a state of stiffness invaded by the demonic aura, and then began the process of being passively transformed by the demonic aura.
"Not bad!"
"If all 27 magic wells are sucked dry, and then the corpse refining ring is thrown into the time and space rotation circle to be warmed for several years at a speed of two thousand times per hour..."
The more Wei Han thought about it, the brighter his eyes became.
If he continues with his idea, he doesn't know what kind of terrifying monster he will end up with, but after thinking about it, he knows that it will definitely be a thousand times more powerful than the ordinary golden-armored zombie king.
He was quite looking forward to this.
After all, if he could cultivate thousands of beings similar to the ancient demon gods, he would probably laugh out loud in his dreams!
"Collect, collect, collect!"
Wei Han worked hard to activate the corpse refining ring to collect the demonic liquid.
These are energy bodies that are more precious and advanced than spiritual energy liquid. If ordinary people cannot use them at all, how can they get what they want here?
Wei Han took advantage of this great opportunity and spent half a day draining the magic well as if it were free of charge. Then he took away all his golden armored corpses and then returned to the battleship deck with satisfaction.
"Senior Brother Wei, are you done?" Ji Pingbo stood by the deck watching the battle with a smile on his face. When he saw him coming back, he couldn't help but ask tentatively.
Wei Han ignored his probing gaze, raised the demonic corpse-raising ring on his ring finger and said, "Get some demonic liquid to nourish the corpse."
"Senior brother can also raise corpses?" Ji Pingbo was surprised.
"know a bit."
Wei Han didn't talk much about this topic, but looked at other battlefields indifferently.
Because the Divine Fire Nascent Soul has been continuously exerting flame pressure, the monsters within a few hundred miles have been restrained and weakened. After the magic well was drained by Wei Han, they seemed to have lost their source of power and were unable to make big waves at all. .
Billions of monsters easily became prey for the disciples.
They were killing and killing with excitement, and everyone was making a lot of money.
Throwing out a spell can burn a large number of monsters to death, and drop a bunch of magic crystals along the way. This made everyone who was originally worried about Wei Han's ability to suppress many magic wells smile with joy.
"It seems that I made the right bet." Ji Pingbo chuckled and said: "Senior Brother Wei will never let us down. The magic crystals I earned this time alone are enough to take me to a higher level in Puppet Peak! "
After saying that, he looked at Huo Yuanying with emotion!
It is not uncommon for Yang Zhigang to restrain monsters and then kill them. Basically every team does this, but this is the first time for him to see such a big scene as Wei Han.
The power of one Nascent Soul alone is enough to radiate hundreds of miles around!
Moreover, all monsters within the fourth level were suppressed by him. His attainments in fire magic and his strength in cultivation were truly astonishing.
Ji Pingbo was suddenly very happy that he chose to continue to rely on Wei Han. If not, their Puppet Peak would not have suffered heavy casualties in this battle, but they would have basically gained nothing.
How could he have collected a large amount of magic crystals in his pocket as easily as now without any danger? Thinking about it makes people excited.
"Oh, by the way!" Ji Pingbo said with a smile on his face: "I would like to thank my senior brother for supporting us this time. Later I will order people to put the collected magic crystals together and hand over 80% to my senior brother!"
"Eighty percent?" Wei Han was shocked.
It is an unwritten rule for the Holy Son to share the profits of the spoils, but it is usually divided into 30-50%. Ji Pingbo is actually prepared to hand over 80% of the magic crystal to himself. He is really a courageous guy.
Although this battle relied on Wei Han to go so smoothly!
But he was embarrassed to take away 80% of it by himself.
"Senior brother, don't worry." Ji Pingbo waved his hand and said with a smile, "Even if you take away 80% of the money, we can still make a lot of money."
"No need." Wei Han thought for a while and raised his hand to signal: "Just give me 20%. You fellow brothers have worked so hard and I can't let your work go in vain."
"Twenty percent? Senior brother, you?"
Ji Pingbo raised his eyes in shock, his heart unable to calm down for a long time.
(End of chapter)
