Towards the unknown game fantasy

But at this moment Wei Qing was secretly delighted, because he unexpectedly felt a force of chaos, which might be the breath in the Chaos Pot. It was also because of the Chaos Pot that he could clearly perceive the aura of death and a trace of information brought by the aura of death. It was also because of this that he was not completely parasitized by the aura of death, so he escaped from death and saved his life. Of course, he would not die if he was parasitized, but at that time he would no longer be himself, but a necromancy ghost cultivator!

At this moment, facing the current situation, he was happy and relieved. He had completely relaxed his whole body and let the ghost-eating worm like a medical technician treat him!

Wei Qing was thinking at this moment, sometimes even as a ghost cultivator his fate was ill-fated, now his strength was not bad, but he always felt alone, a feeling that he could not control. This feeling was out of tune with him as if he lacked the chance to grow old happily with the ghost cultivator he loved. This feeling was like walking alone, with only his own shadow to rely on, and he was very lonely!

Wei Qing suddenly felt a sense of unity in his heart: it is easy to break when alone, but difficult to destroy when in a group. He was so weak and alone that he felt very guilty about being bullied. He had never tried the kind of life that everyone yearned for, and he was almost destroyed by a ball of undead gas. Now he was half dead!

This was really a shame for Wei Qing. Although it was also a kind of hardship and he had suffered injustice due to his weakness, he wanted everything to be better. He even didn't want any more misery and sadness. At this moment, he completely understood that deep in his heart there was only this desire for victory. He needed to keep getting stronger, grow infinitely, and strengthen himself endlessly. And he couldn't forget all this. At this moment, anger burned in his heart, and the raging anger covered the sky and the earth. He suddenly revealed an evil expression, as if hatred rose from his heart and evil came from his courage, very fierce!

But he thought that this reckless anger would not achieve any result, so if he did not eliminate the culprit who caused the chaos and trouble, he would never have peace!

Wei Qing was in a daze at this moment, and his mood became calm and composed at this moment, because he could only get angry rashly, but he could never do things recklessly, nor could he take risks without considering the consequences, so he could not be reckless and arrogant! The next moment, "Fuck, there is only one life, but there are countless loves! This is so fucking unfair!" Wei Qing looked contemptuous, he was naive and dissatisfied with the status quo, but he was childish and muttered to himself unconvinced. This is a kind of unexplained emotion!

Wei Qing could only lie still and could not move at the moment, with a helpless look on his face, but he felt the inexhaustible spiritual power, and his whole body felt very comfortable. Suddenly he was stunned, as if he thought of something in his mind. If the spiritual power was so pure, then he would no longer need to use the ghost energy to condense and convert it into magic power for cultivation. Compared with this pure spiritual power, the ghost energy and the Nether Crystal Stone were just dross, and he needed to remove the dross and retain the essence, which was really too troublesome. Then, as long as the longhorn beetles were used to mine and feed the ghost-eating insects, it would be like a cow eating tender grass for Wei Qing to milk, and it would be endless. Thinking of this, he laughed shamelessly!

So, Wei Qing thought that he should wait for the next moment, so he immediately hummed a little tune and started practicing at the same time, just like a man who never puts down his fists and never stops singing a song! At first, he hummed a line, "May you enjoy eternal happiness and live as long as the sky!" He felt that this was inevitable, so he changed the song! !

Song title: The rest of our lives, always together!!

Love, love, it’s not you but it’s all you, how can I keep you, every time the memory comes up is you,

You are the memory deep in my heart, the only thing I am obsessed with without asking for anything. We met vaguely but I don’t know how to depend on each other.

I fell in love with you in a confused way, and we will always be in love in this life.

The night is always so dark that it scares you, and without me by your side, everything always makes you feel more wronged.

Please allow me not to leave you, because that always makes me feel your heart hurt. The past is full of affection and warmth.

Your gentleness has accompanied me through so many hardships. The budding and fading of fate is like a storm.

I feel lost and confused, until I think about you unrestrainedly and for no reason. Your gentleness has disappeared without a trace. Perhaps self-blame is the ultimate explanation!

When the crescent moon reflects your gaze, I have never given up. I don't know if I am being sentimental or if I don't know how to cherish women. I need to start over.

It seems like we haven't seen each other for a long time, the stars and the moon change the depth of the twilight, and I finally wait for your gentle reappearance. We meet and look at the starry sky, and we will always be together.

After a while, in the blink of an eye, when Wei Qing was immersed in cultivation, the aura of the dead on his body became weaker and weaker, but at this moment a sky blue halo suddenly emerged, instantly trapping and gathering the aura of the dead that was dissipating in the space. The next moment, the Chaos Pot suddenly appeared in the halo, and then it spun like a wolf smoke. Then, a token of the Death Knight jumped out of the Chaos Pot, with the Death Knight riding a horse on it, looking magical. The next moment, the halo and the Chaos Pot disappeared instantly, and the Death Knight token slowly flew to Wei Qing's chest. The next moment, he explored it with his divine sense, and immediately a new racial concept appeared in his divine sense!

Wei Qing started to practice immediately, this was a good opportunity to acquire an extra skill. The Undead and Ghost Cultivators' practice was average, but they did have more advantages because they had special talents. They could be subtle and elusive, and they could curse others, that is, change their body position and sneak. Cursing others could weaken the opponent and reduce their status by half. What was even more terrifying was that they could release spells to parasitize the opponent, making it unable to attack, and they could also control themselves and let them attack other enemies. There were many kinds of weapon attacks and spell attacks!

For example, the most powerful move of the Five Elements Curse is to curse the five elements at the same time, like releasing five roulette wheels on all sides of the opponent, and then the five elements spells of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth attack the opponent like attribute copies, and there are also special skills such as altar soul locking attack, wind, fire, thunder, and ice. The Undead Knight can sacrifice a spear, and the huge spear bombards from the space cracks, causing thousands of cracked textures, which is extremely violent. The cursed mirror attacks, as if it is a mirage, and three light gates suddenly appear from different directions to summon three war horses to charge, like a horse stepping on a flying swallow, extremely ferocious. You can also summon three identical selves to fight the enemy, and other moves are very explosive!

Wei Qing didn't know how long he had been practicing. He felt that his injuries were mostly healed. He stretched his muscles, but his eyes were still looking around vigilantly. He knew clearly that this altar was a strange place. The abnormal mirage could bring him into a terrible illusion place, which was very scary. So this place was definitely not as peaceful as it seemed on the surface. It must be full of dangers and extremely gloomy!

"If I don't leave now, when will I leave?" Wei Qing thought to himself, then turned around, whipped his horse and ran away. The same thing happened to the bunch of ghost-eating insects behind him, flying away like the wind and escaping from this strange altar!