Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

Chapter 203 The evil body appears

A clever arc slid out, and he appeared behind the poisonous corpse minister.

He paused and frowned. There was one problem with dealing with the undead. Their undead crystals were difficult to judge. In addition, it was night and it was difficult to see.

As a result, although his high-level mutant space magic hit a common target, it didn't seem to cause much damage.

"Yinxian!"

Bai Mo stretched out his hand, and a more concentrated and penetrating sound string detected and covered the poisonous corpse minister moving forward.

Feeling the information brought back by the voice, Bai Mo's eyes instantly locked on the most generous and bulky abdomen of the poison-touched corpse minister.

There was something unusually hard there, suspected to be an undead crystal.

The Poison Toucher Corpse Minister also noticed Bai Mo coming behind him, and the tentacles on his back instantly shot up. Looking carefully, they turned out to be dark hemp ropes wrapped around his body, each one unknown. How many meters are there.

But in an instant, Bai Mo leaped a hundred meters away from the poison-touched corpse, dancing and impacting like a battering ram.

"Whip and string dance!"

"Thank you!" Su Ming said solemnly, and after receiving Bai Mo's assurance, his tense heartstrings completely relaxed. After finding a place, he curled up with his arms and fell asleep.

He didn't expect to be able to survive from the hands of the Black Vatican. Looking at his outfit, it would be difficult to imagine.

Fengling pouted unhappily, thinking she had found someone she could play with, but unexpectedly she fell asleep as soon as she arrived.

Bai Mo glanced at her helplessly, "You can go and play with those rotting corpses and exercise your psychic abilities by the way."

It was already less than 500 meters away. He frowned and turned to look at the little wind spirit spinning in circles on the ground. Bai Mo said, "Little wind spirit, there is a human over there. Go and bring him here."

"I don't know. I passed through several villages, but there was no one..." Su Ming thought of the cruelty of those people, shuddered, rolled his Adam's apple, and then continued:

"I guess they are all gone. No one can survive in the hands of those demons! If it weren't for grandpa, I...I wouldn't survive either."

Su Ming's last voice was filled with tears. Bai Mo patted his back to comfort him, but his eyes flickered slightly.

He told Feng Ling to be vigilant and drive away the undead, while he took out sand cores one by one and continued to refine them with his earth element.

When Fengling heard that she had something to do, she was no longer bored. She flew up and flew to the side of the person Bai Mo instructed in the blink of an eye. Before he could react, he waved his hand.

A wind rope wrapped around the man in the blink of an eye, and he happily brought him back to Bai Mo.

Using both hands, the power of the strings gathered together into whips, and groups of them danced, clashing with the incoming poisonous touches.

Bai Mo looked at this person. He was a young boy who looked like he was still studying in school. He had unkempt hair and a dirty face. His hands had no place to hold the corners of his clothes that were covered with dirt.

The floating air outlines the shape of a huge octagonal hammer. Under Bai Mo's will, the huge hammer like a meteor shines with dazzling brilliance.

He has not been idle in the past few days. Before going to the Shadu River, he had already asked the family's pharmacist to prepare the medicine for practicing the secret method of sand cores. What he needs to do now is to refine these sand cores.

But if he was told about the village, would he help him? Those people looked very flamboyant, would he dare to deal with them?

With a bang, the powerful force dug a huge crater-like hole in the body of the poisonous corpse, exploding the sky with flesh and blood. The entire mountain of meat collapsed without support, and a gleaming blue light flew up, indicating that the undead soul was truly silent. destroy.

"Hey~"

Bai Mo could feel that as the dust dissipated, his perception of the earth element became stronger and stronger.

Powerful thoughts are solidified like deep sea mithril, forming a heavy space hammer.

After finally explaining the origin of his name and the reason why he came to see Bai Mo, he nervously raised the only clean eye in his body and looked at Bai Mo quietly.

Hearing his voice, the young man seemed to be frightened and shrank back a little timidly. Then he looked at Bai Mo again, as if he was considering whether to say anything. After witnessing Bai Mo killing the poisonous corpse minister, he It was already certain that this person could take him to the ancient capital.

"咒hoo~"

There was no part of his body that was not stained with dirt, and his whole body looked like he had just emerged from the earth.

"Ugh~ (Those things are so ugly and smelly, Feng Ling doesn't want them)"

Seeing Su Ming's pleading and worried look, Bai Mo smiled softly and signaled him not to be nervous. Then I asked some questions that ordinary people would ask.

A gust of wind roared, and he easily dealt with the shrouded corpse general who was approaching the hillside again. Bai Mo returned to the hillside and looked to the east again. The man began to approach again.

Bai Mo motioned to Feng Ling to go outside and be on guard to prevent any undead from coming.

The vibrating sound waves dispersed the tentacles turned into hemp ropes piece by piece, and on Bai Mo's body, the silver starlight shone again.

More importantly, this is a regular guy.

"Your Weiju village was destroyed by the undead? What happened? Is your village the only one destroyed?"

Huacun is not his village. He has not been refined, so he is not a villager in Fanggu. Those are the remaining six villages that were destroyed by the Black Church and left to the hands of the undead.

"What's your name? Are you here to find me? Why are you alone in the wild?"

With the momentum of looking down on thousands of armies, carrying the sound of rolling wind and thunder, with unavoidable speed and the power of breaking through metal and stone, it smashed the defenses of poison-touched zombies like destroying cities and strongholds, blew up a large piece of flesh-kai tentacles, and hit the abdomen directly. The undead crystal.

Refining the sand core is not difficult, and the special energy after refining is dispersed in the earth nebula by the energy carried in the potion, leaving some sand-like dust in the nebula.

"My name is Su Ming. I am from Weiju Village. I"

In Weiju Village, Bai Mo remembers their ending in the original work, and they were basically wiped out.

These words were spat out by Su Ming intermittently. While lying, his hands gripped the corners of his clothes tighter and he looked around uneasily.

And he began to ask about this young man's situation.

"We still need to stay here for two days. We will take you back when we return to the ancient capital. Let's rest first."

Su Ming pursed his lips and said, "Our village was destroyed by the undead. I escaped by chance. I am going to the ancient capital. I saw the magic light here and wanted to ask you to help me. I don't have any gray garlic in my hand."

After hesitating for a while, he opened his lips several times before he managed to squeeze out a sentence with a hoarse throat.

Warm sunshine spreads on the face, like a gentle caress from a soft and gentle hand.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Su Ming with his arms folded and watching the wind spirit flying around. The cursed mist on the side was rolling, making it retreat far away.

"Have you eaten?" Bai Mo glanced at him and saw that he was still curled up, guessing that he was hungry.

"Not yet."

Taking out bread and milk from the space, Bai Mo handed it over, "Eat it, I still have more."

"Enough! Enough!" Su Ming nodded quickly. Nodding slightly, Bai Mo looked towards Ding Yumian. The five-meter-wide mist had shrunk to four meters and was rolling continuously. The aura of the two people inside, or to be precise, the new person who appeared, was getting stronger and stronger.

Holding his hands, he felt that Ding Yumian should be finished soon, so Bai Mo stood aside and watched at leisure.

The blood-ink colored mist kept churning, becoming more and more intense, but the more it churned, the more the area it covered continued to shrink.

Su Ming glanced at it silently, although he felt that this scene looked extremely evil, and it made Bai Mo, who didn't look like a villain at first, look a little evil.

But he still didn't ask anything, he just looked away silently, put aside the uneaten bread, and saved it for lunch. Then he stared blankly at the wind spirits flying in the air.

It was three o'clock in the morning, and the sun was so bright that it looked like a foot washing shop on the street that hadn't been open for a long time.

A cold aura spread out, isolating all the warmth from this hillside.

The fog on the top of the hillside had disappeared, and two slim figures appeared in front of Bai Mo. Even though the sinister faces were extremely beautiful, Su Ming did not dare to take a look at them. He even felt that he had chosen the wrong person to ask for help.

Bai Mo, on the other hand, was staring at the two girls.

The one on the right is Zhen Ding Yumian, still dressed as he was that day, a black mage sweatshirt and wide-leg pants, very casual.

The evil god Ding Yumian on the left is very special. Her face looks exactly like Ding Yumian.

There are only a few melon-seed-length blood-ink curse lines between the eyebrows, and the lines are exquisite.

Among the blood and ink colors, you can also see the more delicate textures formed by the intertwining and overlapping of the ink and blood colors.

Except for this little curse mark, her face is completely the same as Ding Yumian's, with no difference at all.

Then came the clothes. The evil body Ding Yumian brought his own clothes, otherwise Bai Mo would have buried some little brat in the ground.

It's just that the clothes are a little weird, they are completely blood-ink color, but the style is the same as Ding Yumian's own clothes.

"Am I good-looking?"

Suddenly, two overlapping voices sounded, one was quiet and elegant, the other was strangely charming. When Bai Mo heard it, he felt strange, feeling that he was distracted for a moment.

"The evil body has condensed the majestic evil energy, and it needs some killing to vent it." Ding Yumian glanced at him, "Keep your mind tight and don't be affected by the evil energy that escapes."

Bai Mo nodded slightly, feeling for a moment that he had recovered now, but looked at the two of them with a slightly strange look.

"Keep your mind tight, what are you keeping? In fact, I have another way to resolve evil spirits. Brother Mo, do you want to hear it?"

At this moment, the evil body Yu Mian suddenly came forward, hugged Bai Mo's arm, and spoke softly and sweetly.

Bai Mo felt like he was being held by a pair of soft, cold hands, and he could clearly feel the lines between the fingers. When he was secretly surprised, he felt that his arms suddenly fell into a pair of soft hands. Although there was no warmth, there was a different feeling. .

Before he could feel it carefully, the evil body Yumian suddenly let go of him and walked back with a face full of reluctance. Bai Mo's eyes moved slightly and fell on Ding Yumian. His face was a little rosy, but his eyes were slightly rosy. Fluctuations emanate.

This can't help but make Bai Mo a little curious, "Are you one person or two people?"

"One or two." Ding Yumian glanced at him and didn't elaborate.

"Giggle~, I know, I am actually the condensed form of my eight souls. Our curse system is the same, so our senses are also the same, so..."

As soon as she said this, she stopped talking and looked at the main body reluctantly.

"She's right, but this kind of commonality can be controlled. I can control her just like I control myself." Ding Yumian said slowly and glanced at Bai Mo. Looking at his expression, you could tell that he didn't mean anything good.

His eyes turned to the evil body again. This feeling was very strange. There was another me in the world, but it wasn't quite me, like a sister who was almost like me.

She warned, "If you talk nonsense again, I will take you back."

"Hey~" The evil body Yu Mian turned his head and happened to see Su Ming. His eyes were suddenly stained with blood involuntarily, and his voice came out cold and sinister.

"Is this a gift for me? I want to kill him now!"

Hearing this, the expressions of the three of them changed, and Feng Ling circled around the three of them in the sky, wondering why she had an extra sister, Yu Mian.

"Meditation!" Ding Yumian immediately shouted in a low voice. In an instant, the terrifying mental power rolled over and directly covered the evil body Yumian. At this time, the evil body Yumian also closed his eyes and sat cross-legged without saying a word.

Seeing Bai Mo's confused eyes and the fearful eyes of the little boy who didn't know where he came from, Ding Yumian took a deep breath and explained:

"The evil body has always had me suppressing the evil energy. She was a little far away from me just now, and she saw a life other than you, so she couldn't suppress it. She must vent the evil energy, otherwise I won't be able to suppress it by then, and may even Backfired."

"How long can you hold it down?" Bai Mo asked with a frown.

Looking at the sky, Ding Yumian said, "There will be no problem until tonight."

"Does she have to do the killing herself?"

Ding Yumian nodded, then shook his head slightly, "She and I are one, so she and I can both, but others can't interfere."

"That's okay." Bai Mo nodded. After all, the undead in the ancient capital were difficult to deal with. Then he remembered that they shared the curse system, so he asked:

"Why do you share the curse system?"

"We have the same cultivation base in the curse system. She has the same cultivation level as I do, but Stardust does not have the same cultivation level. She uses her own power to cast curse magic."

Ding Yumian thought about it carefully, "The evil body can be put away. If she returns, she will be integrated into my curse system, which is equivalent to doubling the magic power."

"So awesome." Bai Mo was a little surprised, and then thought of another question, "What if her cultivation exceeds yours?"

"It's basically impossible." Ding Yumian glanced at him and knew what he was worried about, and added, "She is the condensed of my eight souls. After returning, she will be a complete me. There will be no situation in the novel where the incarnation kills the main body. .”

Bai Mo blinked and asked quietly, "Then what is the other way to resolve evil spirits that she just mentioned?"

"It's nothing." Ding Yumian said expressionlessly. She didn't know how to use that method, and she didn't need it.

After scratching his head, Bai Mo asked several more questions, but still couldn't find the answer, so he gave up.

Night comes.

Even though this hillside has been cleaned over and over again by Bai Mo, there are still a steady stream of undead appearing.

It's just that there were fewer rotting corpses tonight, but more skeletons.

(End of this chapter)