Ling Zhi ignored her at all and gently put Gulu down.

His expression gradually became serious.

He will not forget the black mist that floated out of Gulu's body when he was evolving.

Spiritual power cannot be fought at all, and it will even become the nutrient for the black fog. Only the thunder and lightning power of thunderwood can compete with it and barely confront it.

You should know that thunder and lightning are the power of the great way of heaven and earth, and are extremely profound powers. This shows that the black fog is at a high level and its power is so strong.

It is best to use the power of thunder and lightning to fight against the power of black fog, and then use the power of the spirit-eating fire to suppress the rioting black fog power in Gulu's body.

At that time, Ling Zhi was still in the seventh level, but now, he has reached a new level, the tenth level of the form realm.

But Ling Zhi still feels palpitations when he thinks about it.

"Guru, do you know what the black fog in your body is?" Ling Zhi asked.

Gulu tilted his head and thought for a moment, shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Ling Zhi rubbed his fingers lightly and summoned the Spirit-Devouring Fire directly, "You were willing to go with me at the beginning, was it because of this?"

Gulu pointed his little head like a chicken pecking at rice.

And it stared at the flame, stretched out its little claws and grabbed it.

Lingzhi didn't dodge and let it catch it.

Sure enough, like before, the Spirit-Devouring Fire will not hurt Gulu, which is very strange.

The spirit-devouring fire jumped on Gulu's little claws, as if it was in the void.

It can be seen that Gulu likes the Spirit-Devouring Fire very much. I don’t know if it is because of the black fog in his body or because the snow-white beast said that their clan also controlled a Spirit-Devouring Fire.

"Then can I use it now to help you solve the black fog in your body? I think that thing is very dangerous in your body!" Ling Zhi asked.

This time, Gulu reacted very quickly, shook his head directly, then pointed to the Spirit-Devouring Fire, patted it with his small claws, and compared it.

"Uh...you mean, this flame is indeed useful to the black fog in your body, but now it is too weak to solve the black fog?" Ling Zhi frowned and thought for a moment.

Gulu nodded with satisfaction and started playing with the Spirit-Devouring Fire again.

It seems that the evolution of the Spirit-Devouring Fire is put on the agenda. Ling Zhixin said.

The Nine Spirit-Devouring Changes, the Spirit-Devouring Fire in his hand was just in its initial stage. As long as it can evolve once, it should pose a greater threat to the black fog.

The black fog in Gulu's body is like a time bomb. Lingzhi must prepare in advance and beware of it at all times.

Because the Guru race is too mysterious and no one can see its race at all, Ling Zhi simply hugged Guru and walked out.

Go to meet those powerful people in artistic conception.

Sitting down in front of everyone's hall, Ling Zhi sat in the main seat without hesitation.

Gulu crawled down from Ling Zhi's arms, ran to the table, and played against a pile of teacups, very agile.

Some curious people exploring their soul power and stumble towards Gulu, as if it was because Ling Zhi was not an artistic warrior and thought that Ling Zhi would not notice it.

Gulu's little ears moved, and his little paws were about to raise them up and hit the man.

Ling Zhi reacted quickly and put his hand on Gulu's little arm with a swish and shook his head at Gulu. He didn't want Gulu to reveal his abilities in public.

This ability is too shocking and will attract endless trouble and covetousness, and the second is the power of space. It is better to use it as a trump card to attack it unexpectedly.

The moment he stopped Gulu from taking action, Ling Zhi snorted coldly and started fighting from the chair.

When he walked into this yard and this hall, Bai Jingyu stepped back and looked in his eyes, letting him sit in this main seat, and he was the master, and all the visitors were guests.

The guest ignored the owner's thoughts and did not say a word, and directly explored his soul power to investigate. This is a kind of provocation, a kind of disrespect, and a kind of contempt!

Generally speaking, artistic martial artists rarely use their soul power to detect a kind of warrior, because it is already a bit rude to look at others with their eyes. If you explore your soul power and observe a person carefully and secretly, you will even look down on the other party.

Here, Ling Zhi is not his junior, but a level 4 alchemy master!

Standing up from the chair, Ling Zhi looked coldly at a middle-aged man sitting three feet away from him.

Dressed up beautifully, very charming.

With the strength of the first level of artistic conception, seeing Ling Zhi interacting, the soul power stopped floating beside Ling Zhi, with a calm expression on his face and smiled, "Master Ling is staring at others like this, somehow?"

After saying that, he stuck out his tongue, red lips, and posed as a little woman.

Chen Liang stood up from another chair beside Ling Zhi, and he could sense the soul power of this person, but he also knew Ling Zhi's strength very well, so he didn't stop him.

Now stand up to show his attitude.

"If you don't want to stay here, just get out." Ling Zhi looked at the name coldly, unmoved at all.

This secular charming aura could not have tempted him. Compared with this, the master of Xinfeng Valley, Dong Lianhan, and his senior sister, the natural beauty temperament is so many times better than this.

Charming but not artificial, natural.

Bang.

He slapped the table and then seemed to think of something, his face softened, "Master Ling is doing something, it seems that he has done nothing wrong, right? He is a guest from afar, what are you doing?"

Feeling that the other party's soul power was still unretracted, the smile on Ling Zhi's face became colder.

The other party is bullying him and unable to sense his soul power, and his level is low.

boom!

"If you don't repent, I'll give you a face. If you don't want it, I will only let you do it myself and send you away!" Ling Zhi shouted coldly, and his body suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Just as he moved, dozens of artistic warriors in the hall were stunned, and then their hair stood up and they were on guard.

Because if they don’t use their soul power to sense, they can’t even catch Ling Zhi’s figure!

boom!

When the roar spread again, everyone turned their heads and saw the person coughing up blood and flew backwards and fell on the ground outside the hall.

With one move, just one move, Ling Zhi seriously injured a warrior at the first level of artistic conception.

Suppress and break through to the artistic conception, but become stronger than the first-level martial artist!

At this moment, Ling Zhi's body is the body of the True Dragon. Even when the True Dragon reaches this level, it will not be stronger than his body.

At most, it is like claws, and the talent of this race is incomparable to Ling Zhi.
Chapter completed!