Legendary Pharmacist

Hundreds of streamers rose from the woods, and many practitioners no longer stingy with the energy in their bodies and the power of heaven and earth, and disregarded the opponent's attack, they forcibly escaped from the fight and flew to the top of the mountain.

On the hillside, Zheng Qiu saw the scene in the sky and involuntarily clenched the wooden stick in his hand.

"Tiger King Impact!"

With a loud roar from the side, a strong man who was fighting with him just now, took advantage of Zheng Qiu's unpreparedness and slammed fiercely with a spiked shield.

A hint of impatience flashed across his face, and he roared angrily in his mind: "Come out, give me your strength!"

In the light green world in my mind, countless clouds of the same color were floating, and as a violent and clear spiritual force spread in all directions, the whole space suddenly vibrated.

It was as if a sleeping giant was awakened, and as if a sleeping lion opened its eyes, countless light green light spots emerged from every corner of the vast space and converged towards the center.

And in the center of the light spots, there is a cloud with a different color.

This cloud exudes this pure silver shimmer, which does not change shape with any disturbance, as if it is made of indestructible black iron.

This is where Zheng Qiu's spiritual power gathers, and it is the part of him that has not yet merged with the vitality and divine power.

These spiritual forces play a vital role for him and are his true self.

Using these spiritual powers to control divine power is the embodiment of Zheng Qiu's own will.

If all spiritual power is fused with divine power, is it making decisions by oneself when releasing divine power, or is it being guided by divine power to make decisions?

This point cannot be verified at all, and Zheng Qiu did not dare to try.

At least the current balance method is very good, he can still feel the faint gap between himself and the vitality divine power.

This estrangement reminded him all the time that he would not be completely controlled by divine power like the former divine master.

The process of gathering light spots in my mind seems to be very long, but in fact this is just a gathering place for Zheng Qiu's thoughts, without any concept of time and space.

I don't know how long it took, the light spots gathered into an indomitable portrait.

Inside the translucent body of the portrait, countless rays of light flow like water waves, as if blood is surging.

Inside the skull is firmly guarded a mass of silver clouds, which is the core of the magnificent figure and the source of everything.

In a light green sea of ​​clouds, the portrait slowly raised the hands holding the sun, moon and stars, showing its endless mighty power outward.

In the real world outside Zheng Qiu's mind, the strong man holding a spiked shield and bumping into him suddenly felt a warning sign, and instinctively felt a strong sense of danger.

The devil named Zheng Qiu in front of him, originally looked like a harmless young man, but now he seemed to be showing his fierce fangs, showing the devil's truly evil and bloodthirsty side.

In a daze, he seemed to see a huge figure with a height of one hundred feet, slowly standing up from behind the young man.

Countless vines and branches and leaves were entwined on the figure, and countless lumps and tumors twisted and swayed, stretching out the big hands covering endless human remains to grab him.

"No, it's not real, it's just an illusion!"

The burly man panicked and cried out involuntarily, as if he wanted to rely on his voice to embolden him.

The Tiger King strike he performed was abruptly interrupted, and his feet plowed two long ravines in the muddy black soil, and he was already thinking of retreating.

But that terrifying demon named Zheng Qiu didn't let him go, instead he raised his hand and patted his chest like the image he saw in a trance.

Pa, the strength of this palm is not great, it can even be said to be a little small.

The strong man was only pushed back half a step, and his body did not lose his balance.

He knew that Zheng Qiu, the big devil, was very powerful, and the moves he used could not be the same as tickling, and it had no effect at all.

According to common sense, such an attack that is not strong in impact, or that will not explode, must be acting on the human body itself through other effects.

Thinking of this, the brawny man quickly circulated his energy to check his whole body.

What, Qi Jin doesn't obey his orders!

No, not only the vigor is not in control, but the body is also in control!

Frightened, he opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but there was only an uh-uh-uh sound in his throat, as if he had been paralyzed by an electric arc.

The young man in front of him ignored him at all, jumped onto a big tree, and disappeared in a flash of white light instantly.

The strong man felt as if something was wriggling in his body, no, every inch of flesh and blood was wriggling.

A strong sense of swelling came from the depths of the bones, spreading from the inside out, and he saw with his own eyes that his muscular and muscular body actually swelled like blowing air.

The surface of the skin lost its flatness, and countless sarcoids emerged, and the sarcoids continued to grow and become larger, falling to the ground with the weight.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a stinging pain in his eyes, the eyes were pushed out of the eye sockets due to the explosion of flesh, and his mind also crackled, as if the brain was about to break through the sky and pop out.

Soon, his body could no longer bear the soaring flesh and blood, and the bulging flesh ball exploded instantly.

The dark red water splashed on all sides, and there was a large pool of red and white things on the ground, mixed with the black mud.

No one could see that this pool of slowly twisting and wriggling things turned out to be a person.

Crack, a white light flashed, and Zheng Qiu's figure appeared on the treetops.

It is very close to the top of the mountain here, and you can climb to the top of the mountain by using it once more.

But Zheng Qiu's expression was a little gloomy, and he seemed a little regretful.

He naturally knew that he had killed another man just now, and the vitality and divine power were poured into his body, and it was impossible for a cultivator to resist it.

This divine power is full of life force, it can make seeds germinate and trees grow, it is a creative force.

But it also brings death, or not really death.

The divine power of vitality that makes everything grow is the deadliest poison to a person who has been established.

Every inch of flesh and bone in the body will grow uncontrollably.

And the final result is to leave a pool of red and white things that are still alive, but erase the image that the individual should have.

Just like in the city of Hairi with boundless sky and rivers, the royal family Jinlong Qishi said: "There is no distinction between good and bad power, there is no right or wrong, everything depends on the will and thoughts of the user."

That's right, the same is true of vitality and divine power. A small amount of rational use can save lives, but a large amount of it regardless of the consequences will ruin lives.

It all depends on how Zheng Qiu uses it and in what way.

Zheng Qiu raised his hand and stared at the palm carefully.

It is a very normal thing in Yunxiu Continent to eat the weak and kill the strong, and Zheng Qiu will not feel guilty about it.

But he was a little worried, afraid that this kind of killing would be repeated on himself, and more and more.

When he killed people like hemp, wouldn't he become a real devil, wouldn't he be the second god master?

"Damn it, have I controlled the divine power of vitality, or is this ghost thing still affecting my judgment and decision-making?"

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