My brother is too strong

The eerie and violent samsara mist floated gently in the palm of his hand.

It moved with Lu Shaoqing's mind, constantly changing into various shapes, like a little elf.

Flexible and obedient, like a part of him.

Lu Shaoqing stared at the reincarnation mist and asked curiously, "What kind of existence are you?"

The fog of samsara is mysterious and unpredictable.

It is corrosive to ordinary people. After eroding a person, it can bring out the most evil and cruel side of the person's heart.

Once eroded, even if one remains sane, one will become a different person with a different personality.

The Samsara Mist appears with the First Dark Column.

The fallen angel monsters cannot directly control the First Dark Row, and can only use the Mist of Samsara as a tool to control the First Dark Row.

Their control over the first dark column is only used to open doors and stabilize space cracks.

At the same time, the mist of reincarnation has a great effect on fallen angel monsters.

It can improve strength, become a medium for attack, heal the wounds of fallen angel monsters, etc.

The first time Lu Shaoqing came into contact with the Samsara Mist was in the sect’s dangerous cave.

At that time, when he was hit by the first dark column, he was unexpectedly able to devour the mist of reincarnation and convert it into energy to increase his own strength.

The ordinary reincarnation fog doesn't have much effect on him now.

The Samsara Mist in his hand was the same Samsara Mist that had previously enveloped the evil will.

The rich black color is like the darkest existence between heaven and earth.

Pure black makes people feel cold just by looking at it.

After swallowing it, Lu Shaoqing did not refine it, but left it behind.

The Samsara Mist is no worse than the First Light Order and the First Dark Order.

At least he saw the evil consciousness curled up in the reincarnation fog, and he couldn't do anything to it.

Therefore, he also thought about making use of the reincarnation mist.

At least you are not simply using the reincarnation mist as a power bank.

"There shouldn't be any problem, right?"

Lu Shaoqing stared at the reincarnation mist and muttered, "Like that consciousness, there shouldn't be any problem..."

That evil consciousness hid in the reincarnation mist, using the reincarnation mist as a shield and was indestructible.

He also wanted to use this method to eliminate his weaknesses.

"It's like putting on a piece of armor for your soul. There shouldn't be any problem..."

Lu Shaoqing thought about it again and again, and finally felt that there was no problem. He gritted his teeth and the reincarnation mist once again entered his body.

Lu Shaoqing then sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

He began to try to transform the mist of samsara into armor for the soul.

At the same time, under his control, the first light sequence and the first dark sequence moved quietly to prevent any accidents.

However, accidents still happened.

As soon as the reincarnation mist approached the soul, it quickly sank into Lu Shaoqing's soul like a dog smelling a bone.

"Fuck!"

Lu Shaoqing was so frightened that he almost controlled the first light sequence and the first dark sequence to attack himself.

Lu Shaoqing was so exhausted that he just wanted to give it a try. If it worked, it would be fine. If not, he would think of another way.

But he never expected that just bringing them closer would produce a chemical reaction.

The reincarnation mist rushed towards him like a dog, making it seem as if his soul was a bone with flesh on it.

I’m afraid that if I go slower I won’t be able to eat it.

Done!Done!

Lu Shaoqing was in tears, he was doomed this time.

Green Burning Money closed his eyes and waited for what might happen.

I kept my mind focused and waited for a long time, but I didn't feel anything.

On the contrary, the soul felt extremely comfortable.

When Lu Shaoqing took a look, he discovered that his soul had undergone great changes.

The soul that was originally pure white and even transparent has turned into pure black.

A black soul!

what is this?

Lu Shaoqing's face also turned dark.

Hasn't your painting style reached its limit yet?

Although his soul has turned black, he has to say that he feels very comfortable now.

That feeling of being in ecstasy is hard to describe.

At the same time, the cracks in his soul recovered a lot.

The pain, tearing and fatigue are significantly reduced.

After thinking about it, Lu Shaoqing gave his soul a boost.

If it were a normal painting style, he would be in terrible pain.

But at this moment he only felt like he was bitten by a mosquito, and there was no other feeling.

Lu Shaoqing's face looked much better. Judging from the results, the soul's defense power had reached his expectations.

As long as the soul is restored, I think the defense will be able to reach a higher level.

"Forget it, it's just a black spot. No one else can see it anyway..." Lu Shaoqing sighed, feeling very melancholy.

His painting style has always been biased, and he has never thought about correcting it.

"This is also good, it doesn't matter if it's a little off, as long as it can save your life..."

Lu Shaoqing sighed again, and then continued to practice and heal his injuries.

Two thousand years cannot be wasted.

When Lu Shaoqing, who was practicing with his eyes closed, did not notice, the first light sequence and the first dark sequence in his body moved quietly after a period of time.

It wandered through all the limbs and bones, and then sank into the soul.

The reincarnation mist that had already merged with the soul was frightened and ran out in an instant like a frightened puppy.

It seemed as if he was about to escape, but the next moment, he was pulled back as if by an invisible hand.

The black and white lightning and the reincarnation fog gathered into one in Lu Shaoqing's soul.

It seems like they are fighting.

In other words, it was the black and white lightning that was beating the reincarnation fog.

After the collision, the Samsara Mist curled up in a corner.

It looked like a beaten puppy, hiding in the corner and shivering.

The black and white lightning circled around the Samsara Mist, staring at it like a bully.

The Samsara Mist dared not move, curled up, looking weak and pitiful.

After a long time, the first light sequence and the first dark sequence disappeared, and then the reincarnation fog dared to move.

Black once again occupied Lu Shaoqing's soul...