I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

The first thousand four hundred and forty-five chapters: The spirit fluid is not enough to find the monster race!

Kunpeng looked at Mei Chaofeng’s body refining, and Huang Rong had nothing to do, so she went to the side to practice vomiting.

In the middle of the night, Mei Chaofeng basically finished refining his body and moved his muscles and bones a bit: “The breath and cultivation level have indeed not improved, but I feel that the body is more refreshed, and the previous injuries seem to have no effect at all.”

Kunpeng said: “There is too little spiritual fluid, so I can only feel that way.”

Huang Rong asked: “Brother, after refining, can the soul of the spirit body be used for body training?” She knew that Kunpeng had said before that the soul of the spirit body could not be used to increase aura and cultivation.

“This, maybe it’s possible, anyway, none of these spiritual fluids are directly absorbed, but indirectly used to temper the body and enhance the ability to resist attacks.”

Kunpeng thought a little, and said: “However, if they can use their soul liquid, it’s better not to use them. After all, these spirit bodies are mutated souls, and their bodies are all stained with the demon nature of the gods, so they use more. Maybe it will affect your mind and consciousness.”

“There is the demon nature of the demon, so it’s better not to use it. But we can’t find so many monsters’ souls, how can we solve this? Or, let’s just kill some monsters to get their souls?”

Mei Chaofeng and Kun Peng turned their heads to Huang Rong almost at the same time, and their eyes were a little strange.

“Why look at me like this, am I wrong?”

“It’s not wrong, it just suddenly feels that you have changed, and you are more violent and bloodthirsty than before. In the age of war, this should be possible, and it can be regarded as a function of the environment.”

Kunpeng did not have too much entanglement.

There are more and more spirit bodies made by the heavenly demons, and their strength is getting stronger, so you can’t be merciful when you treat these guys. But now they are not strong enough, and they are anxious. They want to improve their strength as soon as possible and get the idea of ​​the monster race. Although it is also a bit speechless, there is really no better way.

Mei Chaofeng said: “But the Yaozu doesn’t have too much hatred with us. It would seem a bit immoral to kill directly and extract the soul.”

Kunpeng nodded: “Of course you can’t kill the monster race for no reason. If we really want to use their souls to refine into spiritual liquid to refine the body, I am afraid we have to kill the ordinary monster race. This is too scary, and naturally we can’t do it. You can find the souls of some high-level monster races to improve your strength.”

Huang Rong immediately took the topic: “There are also scum or wicked people in the monster race. If these monsters are destroyed, it is still okay.”

“Of course it can.”

“Then we go directly to each demon clan, find their patriarch, and make use of the serious prisoners in their custody, which not only solves some troubles for them, but also helps us use our souls.”

“This is an idea.”

Kunpeng actually doesn’t approve of this method, but now he really doesn’t have a better way to improve their strength. To bring them to the Demon Realm, they were originally looking for some high-level demon races to kill. Compared with the other six realms, the demon races had little effect on the whole, and killing a very small part of them had no effect.

“Then we are in the tortoise clan now, so let’s go back to Shoucheng.” Huang Rong said, looking a little impatient.

“Okay, let’s go.”

Just as he was about to escape the cave, Kunpeng’s consciousness just stretched out of the cave, and he felt a change outside: “You two should converge your breath first, let me see what’s happening outside.”