Shen Hao also knows that he is now in a difficult position to ride a tiger, but he also knows that he can be stable for the time being. It has both advantages and disadvantages for him to consume it. It depends on whether those evil friars have enough courage.
If he had the courage to stand the danger of being discovered by xuanqingwei and rely on this huge evil, Shen Hao would die in two or three days at most. If you are not brave enough, there should be new changes soon.
After all, according to the way of killing people, dying early and ending work early may change half an hour later.
But this feeling of leaving life and death to luck is very bad.
Shen Hao has always felt that his strength is good. Whether it's cultivation progress, technical means, or cards, he is definitely much stronger than a large number of monks in the same realm, which is also his strength. But now it seems that he is still too optimistic about himself.
In retrospect, several times of distress were full of dangers. In the final analysis, it was the lack of strength in your hands that caused it. Don't say it's far away. Just like Nie Yun, that guy can cause much more trouble than Shen Hao? He has boundless courage and extreme brain, but who can clean him up? Apart from the name guarantee of Guishan monastery, the most fundamental thing is that Nie Yun's own strength is strong enough. Most of the people who want to be evil to him think about it by themselves.
Therefore, the world is very realistic, and strength is the last word.
Of course, these are the later words, which flashed in Shen Hao's mind. His main energy was to deal with the huge evil in front of him.
Those huge tentacles that are similar to materialization are not the main reason to pose a threat to Shen Hao. Compared with these tentacles, the black fog hidden arrows shot from time to time by this giant evil spirit are more deadly.
The black fog condensed into a short spear and shot at a speed similar to that of a flying sword. The angle was tricky and the momentum was strong and heavy. Moreover, there was no wind howling at all. It was very difficult to avoid without a sound.
Shen Hao's ability to carry tentacle attacks and avoid dark fog hidden arrows mainly depends on his soul strength. The benefits of super soul strength are not only that he can practice more martial arts, or the power of soul power is greater, but also increase his sea awareness and enhance his perception in disguise. If not for this, he really can't avoid these hidden arrows.
"Huh?"
When moving around, Shen Hao has been paying attention to the surrounding situation, and suddenly there is a breath in his perception.
Finally someone came.
It was a seeping guy, as thin as if he could be blown down by the wind at any time.
This man is not simple!
Shen Hao is also well-informed now. He has seen many experts. In addition to the Yin and evil smell of some evil friars, he also has an obvious sense of danger, and his cultivation is definitely above the four people who came out and passed by before.
Yuan Dan territory? Or yuan Dan Jing perfect?
Shen Hao divided some thoughts to stare at the man and deal with the huge evil in front of him. He was very clear that the man in front of him should be the other party's change, and he was sure to kill him in a hurry at this time, so he also raised his 12 points spirit and was ready to deal with it.
Evil friars have many means, but the main ones are those. Just as most friars are mainly playing around in the five elements technique, the most common means of evil friars is that they can't get rid of evil.
So after a few breaths, Shen Hao saw the other party enter the fantasy realm. With a silent wave of his hand, a sneaky shadow about two feet high quickly appeared behind him.
When Shen Hao sensed the change of the other party, his face was first stunned, and then Tieqing.
Although he didn't know and had no impression of the evil friar who broke in, he had a deep memory of the evil shadow emerging behind the other party, and it can even be said that he will never forget it.
"It's him? It's him!"
After Shen Hao came to this world, three things remained in his deepest memory. One is the relevant memory of the high-rise world where he lived for more than ten years. This can't be mentioned to people. If he can't go back in the future, it will rot in his stomach.
The second and third things can actually be combined. That is the origin of Shen Hao's black beast tattoo on his chest. Of course, Shen Hao doesn't know where the black beast tattoo is. What he remembers is when the black beast tattoo appeared on him and under what circumstances. These two things have also been hidden in his heart and have not been mentioned to anyone.
The latter two things are inseparable from Shen Hao's experience of being dug out when he was a school order of xuanqingwei in Licheng.
At that time, even after many years, he often felt a slight cramp in his chest, which was a psychological effect, but it can be seen how deeply he remembered the moment Shen Hao lost his heart at that time.
It was also that time that Shen Hao knew that people were not dead at the moment when their hearts were dug out. Although their consciousness would be lax quickly, it would not disappear immediately. Their feelings before death were still fresh in his memory.
I still remember the feeling of losing my heart.
I still remember the evil that dug out my heart.
The appearance of evil is actually different, each with its own characteristics. It's hard for ordinary people to tell if they don't have to use some thoughts. They will feel that all things like this fog look the same. There is also the smell of evil, which can be distinguished by its characteristics. For example, Shen Hao clearly remembers the sinister smell of digging out his heart and the characteristics of his appearance: his claws are blood red.
The evil spirit that emerged behind the evil friar in front of him, both in breath and shape, infinitely coincided with the evil spirit that dug out his heart in Shen Hao's memory.
"It seems that you recognize it. I'm curious how you survived in those years. After all, I dug your heart out and refined your blood." he said. Wang Heng raised his hand and grabbed it from the evil spirit behind him, then spread out his palm and suspended a drop of bright red blood the size of a pea on it.
Shen Hao felt a sharp pain when he saw the drop of blood. He couldn't say why, but he was sure that the drop of blood was refined with his lost heart.
An angry mood spewed out of Shen Hao's brain in an instant, and even his eyes were red with blood.
A person who is already careful of vengeance can't be jealous when he sees the enemy who "almost" took his life? But now Shen Hao is not idle. When he gets angry, he will naturally lose his original calm. In just a moment, he was hit by the giant evil tentacle twice in a row and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
Shen Hao was thrown away by his great power. Before he fell to the ground, he was as dark as ink, but with a strange red light. The giant evil spirit rushed over.
Shen Hao's rage is nowhere to vent. How can he be polite when he sees the other party trying to fall into the well while he is in danger? As soon as the left palm turned over, a long cold shining sword came into his hand