The evil body

    Three days later, in Lanling Pavilion.

    I sat cross-legged in the courtyard with a black shadow in front of me, which was gradually twisting and the blurred face was gradually becoming clearer.

    The other one I showed up!

    However, his skin was dark, his whole body was covered with strange black patterns, and his eyes were full of evil thoughts.

    He is not a real living body. He is one of my avatar, but he has no independent will.

    In short, it is the puppet I control!

    Sensing his breath, I gently nodded, very satisfied.

    This evil body, based on the mutating magic spirit and nourished by the negative atmosphere of killing and violence in my heart, has gathered some strength from buddha magic and myself. Although it cannot compete with the real immortal, the strong who meet the pseudo immortal condition, he can still fight.