Wang Fugui cried and said, "my Lord, when I was practicing, I could obviously feel that it wanted to swallow my soul and occupy my body all the time. If it wasn't for the body protection techniques you taught me before, I would not have lived to this day."

Lin Shuguang's mind was recovered from the space altar.

Just now, the evil spirit's will brought him 160 drops of golden dew.

It shows that his strategy is right.

The stronger Wang Fugui is, the stronger the evil god will become.

In fact, the ninth Prince Gu Changhe could also teach Wang Fugui evil skills and accelerate the growth of evil spirits, but obviously he did not.

In Lin Shuguang's opinion, that is because Gu Changhe just regarded Wang Fugui as the seed of evil god, and didn't want Wang Fugui to become a cultivator from an ordinary person, so as not to break away from control.

"Ordinary people have little cause and effect. Ancient Changhe didn't want the evil gods he cultivated to bring crisis to his way, which is reasonable."

He looked at Wang Fugui. If he hadn't met him at the beginning, he would have become an evil god in a few years.

"My Lord, is there any way to eradicate it?" Wang Fugui pleaded.

He's really scared.

No matter who knows that there is a monster in his body, who is not afraid?

As soon as Lin Shuguang shakes his head, Wang Fugui's heart cools.

But fortunately, Lin Shuguang said, "so far, you have two treatment schemes,

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