Calamity of Tomorrow

At this moment, in Zhou Bai's sea of ​​consciousness, there are a few white streams of air, which are Cang Ming's reduced luck.

On the other side, there was a slight reddish-purple airflow, which was the diminished luck of Fairy Mingyue.

As soon as Zhou Bai thought about it, the natural calamity primordial spirit, which was located in the sea of ​​consciousness and very similar in appearance to him, opened his mouth and sucked that white breath into the primordial spirit.

In an instant, Zhou Bai felt as if he had swallowed a mouthful of strong wine and entered his stomach. A bursting feeling spread out in his primordial spirit, and then was slowly consumed, fused, and absorbed by his primordial spirit.

After about ten minutes or so, the bursting feeling slowly dissipated. Zhou Bai looked at his primordial spirit, which seemed to have become a little more shiny, and when it was operating the primordial spirit, it seemed to be a little more agile and lighter than before.

But what's even more amazing is that after devouring his luck, Zhou Bai felt that the original restriction in the soul, the 3999 bottleneck that could not be broken through, was broken.

Sure enough, as Xingdian said, the natural disaster primordial spirit can enhance the potential of the primordial spirit by absorbing luck, and break the upper limit of the primordial power. Zhou Bai was pleasantly surprised in his heart: Now that the upper limit has been broken, I can strengthen the primordial power again by meditating and breathing.

Zhou Bai carefully comprehended the changes in the primordial spirit. He felt that after he absorbed Cang Ming, the upper limit of the primordial spirit's power increased by about 2 points.

In other words, his current upper limit of primordial power is not 3999, but 4001. That is to say, if he breathes out inspiration to practice now, he can increase his primordial power from 3999 to 4001.

Feeling the benefits of devouring luck, Zhou Bai looked at the purple-red luck of Immortal Mingyue again, curious about how much improvement he would get if he devoured it.

Then he saw the natural calamity primordial spirit open his mouth again, and the purple-red luck was swallowed into the primordial spirit. Zhou Bai instantly felt a surge of vitality explode in his primordial spirit.

Zhou Bai's natural disaster primordial spirit shone brightly in the sea of ​​consciousness, and before he knew it, there was a slight ray of purple.

This time it took Zhou Bai more than an hour to completely swallow and digest this trace of luck.

Zhou Bai couldn't wait to feel the changes in Yuanshen: The upper limit of Yuanshen's power has increased by at least 10 points.

Zhou Bai kept nodding in his heart: Compared to the power of Guihai Heisha, I'm afraid that swallowing luck is the most powerful part of the natural disaster primordial spirit. As long as I can continue to devour luck in this way and increase the upper limit of primordial power, primordial power can continue to cultivate and improve.

At that time, even if the degree of Taoism cannot be improved, my strength will continue to grow.

Thinking of this, Zhou Bai secretly became excited: The only troublesome thing is the process of weakening luck. We must find some targets.

Qian Wangsun who was on the opposite bed suddenly felt a chill down his spine, couldn't help but turned his head, and saw Zhou Bai's shining eyes in the darkness.

What's wrong with you, Zhou Bai? Is there something wrong?

It's okay, I'm going out for a walk. Zhou Bai walked out, thinking to himself, Forget about Qian Wangsun, he's all from his own family, and he doesn't have any hostility towards me. '

'If you say that the people in Beihai City are the most hostile to me right now...' Zhou Bai chuckled, 'Look at how lucky I am to bald you. '

...

Inside a guest house in Beihai City.

The students of the Evil Sect are sitting at the dining table having dinner.

Most of them lowered their heads, their faces full of sadness.

boom!

A stone was smashed on the glass window at the back of the restaurant, and someone shouted and cursed: A running dog!

A female student stood up angrily, and Cang Ming at the side shouted, What are you doing? Sit down.

The female student said aggrievedly: Why do they scold us like this? Why don't they scold the heavens, don't scold the gods! What can we do?

Cang Ming sighed: Ordinary people...don't make sense, just ignore them.

A boy on the other side said unwillingly, Why is this happening? He looked at Cang Ming, and couldn't help but said, Why did the school let you do this kind of thing? You don't need the blood god's immortal chain. We will definitely be scolded when we go back to Nanshan City this time.

No need? Cang Ming sneered, looked at the other party and said, Do you know how many people Nanshan City has? 180 million people, that's 180 million mouths waiting to eat.

Do you know how much the evil sect needs for one year's training supplies? We are located at the southern end of the Eastern Continent, and we are the poorest of the four major schools. Do you know how many things we need to import from Heaven every year?

Cang Ming shook his head: Do you think that if we fight against the heavenly court, fight against the gods, and just go back and listen to others say a few nice words? If we do this, the heavenly court will cut off its support. It won't take long, maybe ten days.

Those who speak beautiful words, I am afraid that one by one will stand up and bite us to death.

The girl said with red eyes: It's obvious that the gods are oppressing us, and we're also doing it for Nanshan City. Why do everyone blame us?

Because we are too weak. If we are weak, we will be beaten and oppressed. No matter how reasonable you are, it is useless. Cang Ming sighed and did not continue speaking, but the haze in his eyes became more and more serious.

He didn't worry about the hatred of the people, accusations by thousands of people, and taking the blame.

What he was worried about was that he didn't complete the task assigned by Immortal Mingyue this time, and he didn't know what would happen next.

‘Will Heavenly Court still give what it promised to support Nanshan City? '

‘Unfortunately, if the Abyss Dark Dragon Armor is still there, what I’m using this time is not the Blood God Chain, but the Dark Dragon Armor...’

The Abyss Underworld Dragon Armor is another famous ninth-level magic weapon of the Xieyi Sect. It's a pity that he was lost on the Heavenly Demon Battlefield together with the previous master.

Cang Ming frowned.

Outside the window, Zhou Bai listened to the conversations of the members of the Xieyi Sect, and suddenly felt that these guys were really miserable.

‘Forget it, it’s not easy for everyone...let’s not bother with these guys, and implement the backup plan. '

Zhou Bai left the guest house, then directly opened the natural disaster domain, and then circled around the entire dungeon.

‘After the natural disaster field is opened, you can reduce the target’s luck by stepping on shit or attacking Guihai Heisha. '

'After reducing the luck, I can collect the reduced luck into the sea of ​​consciousness, waiting to be swallowed by the natural disaster primordial spirit. '

‘But it must be within range, and there must be a hostile target towards me. '

Zhou Bai drove the Guihai Heisha mode in the natural disaster domain, and just swept all the way, consuming 1000 points of laziness every second. But his current laziness value is more than 300,000, so it's no problem to drive for 5 minutes.

And at Zhou Bai's speed, 5 minutes is enough for him to visit half of the dungeon.

‘As long as someone within 150 meters around me is hostile to me, Guihai Heisha will attack and reduce my luck, and I can receive luck in the sea of ​​consciousness. '

'And the person who is hostile to me now, I am afraid that there is a high probability that they are traitors of the demon? Or is it a lackey of a fairy god? '

Although I don't want to admit it, but with such a large population in Beihai City, there must be such people...

‘If Beihai City is really united and there are no traitors, then Cang Ming, don’t blame me, it’s your turn to sacrifice for mankind. '

Just when Zhou Bai was thinking this way, a white luck had appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

'found it! '