I contracted myself

Half an hour later.

Zhang Ping emerged from the cocoon.

He raised his hand, and a black flame suddenly burst out from his palm, and then the flame turned into running water, and finally turned into silky black gloves.

Although Mingwu is still Mingwu, it feels like there are two completely different existences.

black?

White?

Zhang Ping looked at the Mingwu gloves and found that the color of the Mingwu was not actually black, but a feeling of confusion between black and white.

In fact, after watching it for a long time, you will become a little crazy.

It looks black to the naked eye, but it feels white in my heart.

That's probably what it feels like, it's very wonderful.

Zhang Ping turned the mist into a robe and wore it on his body. It felt like silk, extremely smooth.

He took a while to adapt, and then looked at the black water that was still gushing out.

Now, his physical strength is about three times what it was before drinking black water, and his mental strength has also been greatly improved, about one and a half times what it was before.

At the same time, the dark mist in his body increased by more than a hundred times.

These Nether Mists are completely different from the original Nether Fog and are of very high quality. However, this also means that in the future, the amount of Nether Fog that he absorbs the emotions of other creatures and converts into Nether Fog will be greatly reduced, but the quality will be greatly increased. Amplitude increase.

"Can I keep drinking?"

Zhang Ping thought for a while, looked up at the King of Dark Mist, and asked.

These black waters are definitely good stuff.

Even if it is excrement, he will admit it.

The King of Mist looked at Zhang Ping in surprise, his mind a little confused.

Even it can only drink black water ten times a year.

In its eyes, Zhang Ping is just a descendant and should only drink a little. If he drinks too much, his body will explode.

Originally it thought Zhang Ping would explode.

As a result, Zhang Ping not only did not explode, but became stronger.

After being surprised, the King of Dark Fog also became interested. It wanted to see how much black water Zhang Ping could drink, so it agreed to Zhang Ping continuing to drink.

Zhang Ping received the consent of the King of Dark Mist, and then used the Dark Mist to form a black bowl, filled it with a bowl of black water, and drank it directly.

The next second, he fell to the ground and simply stood up.

The whole person seemed to be having an epilepsy attack, the body was constantly twitching, and the blood vessels turned black again, but this time the glutton may have adapted to the power of the black water and quickly began to operate.

Fifteen minutes later.

Zhang Ping got up from the ground and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

, smiled and said: "It's cool!"

Although the process was painful, the results were really satisfying.

His physical strength has increased again, and his mental power has also improved a lot. If converted into telekinesis, he should be able to compete with the top telepathic awakeners, or even crush them.

The most important thing is that the fog of darkness has increased sharply again.

And as the Mist increased dramatically, Zhang Ping found that his control over the Mist was also increasing, which was very unscientific.

Generally speaking, the larger the quantity, the harder it is to control. But the opposite is true here. The larger the quantity, the easier it is to control?

This is amazing.

However, Zhang Ping quickly accepted this setting, and the clothes became more refined, and even some simulated metal parts had a metallic luster.

If just now his clothes were like pieces of paper painted on, now they have the feeling of real fabric.

"Come again!"

Zhang Ping looked at Heishui with fiery eyes.

This time he made a bigger bowl, filled it with a bowl of black water and drank it in one gulp.

In an instant, his eyes widened suddenly, and the bloodshot eyes quickly turned black. Then the bloodshot eyes exploded, and the blackness spread to the whites of his eyes, and the whites of his eyes also turned black.

His skin quickly turned black, and even his teeth turned black.

The glutton was running wildly, but this time he really played too much. Even the glutton was a little unable to function. His body stiffened again and he lay dead like a salted fish.

The King of Dark Mist felt fear for the first time.

It looked at Zhang Ping, feeling a little anxious, but it didn't know how to help Zhang Ping.

About ten minutes later, Zhang Ping slowly sat up and suddenly burped, and a stream of mist sprayed out of his mouth.

No more drinking.

Now his physical and mental strength has reached its limit, and it will take some time to adapt before he can drink black water again.

When he was about to get up, the King of Dark Mist suddenly wrapped his body around him and quickly moved away from the black water.

Obviously, the King of Mist was also worried that he would die suddenly if he continued to drink, so he was not allowed to continue drinking.

Previously, the King of Dark Mist had to take care of Zhang Ping, so it was not very fast. This time, it rolled up Zhang Ping and walked at an extremely fast speed. It was far away from the mountains where Black Water was located in almost the blink of an eye.

If it were before, Zhang Ping would have lost countless layers of skin if he moved at this speed, but now he feels fine, and even his eyeballs don't feel uncomfortable.

The surrounding scenery changed drastically, he

They came to a forest of bones.

When Zhang Ping saw this forest of bones, he was even more certain that this space was not created by the King of Dark Mist. It should be an existing space that happened to be occupied by the King of Dark Mist and became the King of Dark Mist's habitat.

"What is this place?" Zhang Ping asked.

The King of Mist put down Zhang Ping and replied: "I don't know."

"All right!"

Zhang Ping had already guessed that the King of Mist might say he didn't know.

Strictly speaking, the King of Mist actually knows everything.

But it has never thought about how to describe these places, because the King of Mist has no habit of naming things.

no name.

Naturally, I didn't know what this place was called, so I didn't know how to tell Zhang Ping the answer.

Zhang Ping didn't care about it. He walked to a bone and asked, "Brother, where is this place?"

"Uh uh... uh uh..."

The bone groaned in pain, as if it was going to die in the next moment.

Zhang Ping simply changed his target and came to a skull and asked, "Brother, where is this place?"

"It's coming, it's coming, it brings death." The skull said in fear.

Zhang Ping frowned and said, "Who? Who is it?"

"It's so big, with black fog wrapped around its body, and its eyes emitting golden light. I saw it, and it saw me. I was like an ignorant and fearless mayfly, charging towards it, and then... then... then..." The skull seemed to fall into a cycle in the end, and kept saying "then, then".

Zhang Ping looked at the King of the Dark Mist, and guessed in his heart that the skull might be talking about the King of the Dark Mist.

Wait,

No.

The skull said that the other party's eyes radiated golden light, while the eyes of the King of Dark Mist were black.

Hey!

Zhang Ping looked up at the King of Dark Mist, and his eyes widened as he looked.

Although the King of Dark Mist's body was pitch black, if he looked at it for a long time, part of his body still felt black to him, but part of his body was obviously black, but it felt white in his head.

After thinking about it carefully, Zhang Ping's mind showed a picture of a panda.

"..."

Zhang Ping looked at the King of Dark Mist in silence, and the King of Dark Mist looked at Zhang Ping in confusion, and the two looked at each other.

Could it be...

The King of Dark Mist's true form is actually a panda?