Chapter 698

"Hmm? It seems that he is also a fool. He was caught so easily." Wang Baole's eyelids moved, and he suddenly opened them. A cold light appeared in the depths of his eyes, while the corners of his mouth also showed a sneer.

In fact, Wang Baole has several ways to alleviate his mental fatigue. After all, Wang Baole is a master of magic soldiers. When refining magic soldiers, he naturally has very high requirements for spiritual concentration. Therefore, whether it is the dried fruit of the hyacinth tree he obtained in the bronze ancient sword, or other magical means, although it can't be carried out in the battle, it can be done to accelerate the recovery of spirit after he is idle.

The reason why he didn't do this was simply to heal and recover his body. The purpose was to hide in the nightmare formula that he had noticed!

Before, Wang Baole was busy escaping and fighting, and he didn't have time to pay attention to it, but it doesn't mean that he didn't care. Even to a certain extent, Wang Baole always paid attention to the movement of this will.

That's why he didn't recover his spirit and deliberately put on a relaxed state to see if there would be other changes in this will. At the moment when he noticed the outbreak of this will, Wang Baole waved and immediately appeared the dried hyacinth fruit. He took out some pills and swallowed them directly. At the same time, he pinched the secret with one hand and used several small means in his memory to accelerate the relief of mental fatigue and stabilize his mind at the same time, Make it as strong as a mountain.

Then his eyes showed strange light, and he felt the will from the nightmare formula that was breaking out madly in his body at the moment!

"The way in which this will appears, saying that it is accompanied, is also very consistent. It was not launched when I was fighting with the black hand, which shows that this will has a certain intelligence. I understand that if there is interference at that time, if something happens to me, it will also dissipate."

"But now with a little try, it's easy to catch it. It seems that this wisdom is not smart, maybe it's just instinct?" Wang Baole murmured, his eyes became sharper, but in this sharp, gradually appeared some black smoke like substances, as if to spread all his pupils.

"Or is it the main means to spread the desire to kill in my mind?" Wang Baole was a little disappointed. He analyzed the irritability rising at the moment in his heart and felt that one impulse to kill began to appear in his mind, just like a drug addiction attack. If he did not obey his instinct, his instinct would eat his body.

"If it's just this means, it's a waste of my preparation." Wangbaole shook his head, and there was a Black Mist spreading in his pupils. He looked strange, but his mind was extremely clear, as if separated from his body, and he observed and judged calmly.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the will associated with the nightmare rhyme was still the same, Wang Baole had no other interest and was about to pinch the rhyme to erase it, but at this time, the will associated with the nightmare rhyme seemed to be a little dissatisfied. Only the desire to kill spread in Wang Baole's mind, and he began to try to spread his primordial baby.

This scene immediately surprised Wang Baole. He quickly stopped erasing the formula and observed it carefully.

In his inspection, the accompanying will of this nightmare formula, like black filaments, gathered together in Wang Baole's body, seemed not to notice Wang Baole's wakefulness at all, and tried to slowly in his body like a poisonous snake, close to Yuanying.

"Is its goal Yuanying? Or is it to spread Yuanying and pollute or devour my soul in Yuanying?" After noticing the goal of this will, Wang Baole looked a little solemn. When the friar reached the Yuanying society, his soul turned into a divine idea and accumulated in the depths of Yuanying. Until the cultivation reached the Tongshen, the divine idea changed and became a divine soul!

The soul turned into a divine idea is of special significance to Yuanying Friar and needs careful protection, so Wang Baole glanced at his Yuanying. Inside Yuanying, in addition to the hidden sword sheath of his life, there is also a mass of hell fire. This is the mark of the hell sect formed after he became a hell son. Inside the hell fire, it is the divine idea formed by his soul.

"Just in case..." Wang Baole secretly operated the nether Dharma, quietly from the nether fire in Yuan Ying, and through Yuan Ying emitted a trace of the breath of nether Dharma, trying to contact the will and want to check its strength.

This breath was not much, just a trace, but at the moment of emission, the black silk that tried to approach Wang Baole Yuanying's will suddenly trembled, as if encountering an extremely frightened existence. It trembled with horror, and almost collapsed.

"Ah?" Wang Baole was startled and hurriedly reduced his breath to almost diluted dozens of times. This did not break the will associated with the nightmare formula, but fought against Wang Baole's aura of Hades.

Seeing that they could fight, Wang Baole breathed a sigh of relief, and watched carefully with curiosity. Gradually, he looked strange. It was really that the confrontation between the two sides was quite intense. It seemed that this will used all its strength. After the final draw, it seemed that the host felt a little difficult to deal with this time, so he suspended the spread of Yuanying, retreated rapidly, hid, and even the desire to kill no longer spread.

"How awesome!" Wang Baole coughed and never admitted that he had made a mountain out of a molehill. Instead, he looked serious and muttered like self consolation.

"It contains a sense of hegemony and a sense of fury, as if heaven and earth are the only one, and even has a certain wisdom, which is a bit similar to the virus, or the seizing and giving up recorded in Daogong classics!" After deep thinking, Wang Baole felt that it was appropriate to use the word devil to describe this will.

"It's not easy for a terrible demon to compete with me under the terrifying pressure that my breath of nether Dharma has been diluted dozens of times." Wang Baole touched his chin and looked inside at the yuan baby in his body. After that, he put himself into the devil's head and thought about the difficulty of the other party polluting his soul.

"Well, if I'm a demon, I first need to resist the breath of the nether Dharma, from a few thousandths to completely resist my breath, and then I can get close to Yuanying. At this time... I'll see a different Xingchen Yuanying, so I need to work hard to strengthen myself, and then try again and again, and finally I can get into Xingchen Yuanying. Then if I'm unlucky, I'll encounter a Put the strange scabbard, and then it's estimated that it's gone... "

"Of course, I may also be lucky. Instead of provoking the scabbard, I entered Yuanying's interior, so I breathed a sigh of relief. When I was ready to enjoy the feast, snatch away and pollute my soul, I would see a fire. That was the hell fire. Its breath was the first thing I fought against outside Yuanying!"

"Then... I need to work harder, gnash my teeth, and finally resist the fire. Next, I will see the soul of the host, which contains the characteristics of the son of the dead, which is countless times that of the fire of the dead..."

"So, I want to work frantically. By chance, I finally defeated the characteristics of Mingzi. When I feel that I can finally give up and pollute my soul... I will find that your sister's, there is also a devouring seed nearby... Wang Baole thought of this and coughed. He felt that he should not be replaced by the demon head. He turned and began to think about the root cause of the demon head.

"It's strange that the skill of nightmare eye formula is powerful. There is no need to doubt that it is extremely evil. In that case, why does the demon head born in it seem not to be very strong." Wang Baole pondered for a long time and felt that there were two answers. One was that the will and the skill seemed to be one, but in fact they were separated. The other was that fundamentally speaking, his own existence was more evil and abnormal than the nightmare formula itself

"It must not be the latter!" Wang Baole touched his nose and felt the demon head hidden in the nightmare formula again. He thought about it. Instead of erasing it immediately, he came up with a bold idea.

"Do you want to... Raise another devil?" When Wang Baole thought of this, he felt as if he had forgotten something.

"Forget what?" Wangbaole mumbled for a moment, and suddenly his eyes widened.

"Forget the little donkey!" Wangbaole patted his forehead, quickly opened the storage bracelet, looked around, and found the hungry donkey that he had completely forgotten.

After the donkey was taken out, its four hooves trembled unconsciously. It was obvious that it was hungry and it was difficult to breathe. It was in a daze for a long time. Its half opened eyes gradually flowed down with tears, revealing an unspeakable grievance

"Son..."