Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy: I Want All The Spiritual Energy

Inside the slightly enlarged small space laboratory.

Fourteen people were crowded together.

Lin Cang and four little babies who were trembling all over and with pale faces.

There were also ten strong men who were tied to the seats, with cloth bands around their mouths, eyes staring, helplessly trying to twist their heads to make a sound.

These ten people were all kidnapped here by Lin Cang just after they came out of the gym.

According to Lin Cang's experience, this kind of person is very energetic, and there may be more spiritual energy released when it explodes.

Lin Cang patted the heads of the little children around him: "Relax, as long as you listen to uncle, he won't do anything to you."

The little kids were indifferent and still had a cold war.

"Remember, you must keep your eyes open for a while, otherwise, uncle will cut off your heads."

Lin Cang said with a scary sneer at the corner of his mouth, and his cold hands caressed their necks one by one.

"We listen to uncle." One of the smart guys agreed quickly.

The others nodded quickly.

After comforting these little babies, Lin Cang had no time to comfort the ten big babies on the other side.

Looking at the ten strong men in front of him, Lin Cang had trouble choosing.

Which one should be chosen as the final sacrifice?

Finally, Lin Cang's eyes fell on one of the bald heads.

He practiced until his head became bald, so the blue flame must have been able to exist for a few more moments in that moment.

Seeing the young man in front of him staring straight at him, the bald man felt shuddering in his heart.

His mouth, which was tied with tape, kept making "wow" sounds.

Lin Cang stroked the big man's head like a napkin: "Don't worry, you have the best chance of surviving among the ten people here."

"Woooooo." The ferocious roar of the big man still came continuously.

Although the bald man has no hair, he is not mentally retarded. How could he not hear that the best chance means that he is to be tortured?

Lin Cang sighed. It seemed that these experimental subjects could not be left alone no matter what.

Lin Cang was quite worried whether their lack of cooperation would affect the progress of his experiment.

He had no choice but to spend a few traces of destructive energy to first destroy the area of ​​their brains responsible for panic.

Suddenly, the ten big men in front of them all calmed down.

Sitting there, his face was cold and unruly, as if he was a great leader from somewhere.

Lin Cang smiled with satisfaction.

Still, experiments like this are more reassuring.

Next, it’s time to start the experiment.

Lin Cang held the dagger, tapping the blade of the dagger on his palm, and walked towards the man on the far left.

Facing Lin Cang approaching with a knife, the man in his prime showed no trace of panic on his face. He even snorted disdainfully and looked away.

Lin Cang was like a graceful graffiti hand, drawing straight lines on the wall as he walked.

Soon, under Lin Cang's skillful hands, the ten big men were like the wall, wiped away by Lin Cang's knife, and they were bleeding profusely.

Before the red blood hit the ground, it was destroyed by Lin Cang's destructive energy and turned into white smoke.

Lin Cang didn't want to just do an experiment and make this place bloody and smelly.

After all, Lin Cang is not just doing this experiment, the venue still needs to be well maintained.

As the blood from the necks of the ten people continued to flow out, they fell off their heads one by one like withered sunflowers.

Lin Cang always paid attention to the life auras of several people, ensuring that their souls would eventually disintegrate at the same time.

Fortunately, Lin Cang had some control over his actions, and the time of death of several people was almost the same.

The green aura that can be used at present is very limited. Ten experimental subjects are the limit of Lin Cang's ability to accurately maintain their death at the same instant.

With the Astral Projection of the faceless souls in the ten people one by one.

Lin Cang used black flames to stop them from rushing toward him. The green aura was divided into ten strands, each strand wrapped around a soul.

Evenly distributed, it is probably only as thick as a hair.

But it was obvious that Lin Cang intended to let the bald man live a little longer, and poured twice as much green aura into him as the others.

Taking advantage of this moment, Lin Cang quickly took out the spirit refining pot from his arms and took a sip. The green spiritual energy was almost full.

Soul Astral Projection five seconds later.

Lin Cang immediately removed the green aura from the nine people except the bald man, and used black flames to increase the firepower.

The souls of several people could not hold on for a moment.

The blue flame appeared for a moment and burned. Just when the flame was about to spread on the surrounding spiritual energy that was collapsing outward, Lin Cang quickly used the energy of destruction to prevent the blue flame from spreading outward.

After the blue flame burned for a moment, it disappeared into thin air with only a small part of the spiritual energy around it.

Just as the spiritual energy of the nine people was disintegrating outwards, Lin Cang quickly increased the roasting of the bald man's soul.

The spiritual matter around the bald man quickly dissipated, and the heavenly soul appeared for a moment.

Lin Cang quickly removed the black flame at this time, allowing Tianhun to soak in the spiritual energy that collapsed in that moment.

Sure enough, it worked!

Tianhun did not spontaneously combust immediately, but survived the spiritual energy scattered like a storm.

Although the candlelight was like a torch in the strong wind, it survived.

Lin Cang stared at the candlelight in front of him with burning eyes, extremely proud. He was indeed extremely talented in this area of ​​research.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the opposite happened.

In Lin Cang's plan, when there was only the last candlelight left, his body was surrounded by the aura of destruction, and there were four little children around him to accompany him. The candlelight should at least understand persimmons. Pick the soft ones.

In fact, the opposite was true. The crumbling candlelight in front of him was heading straight towards him.

The destructive energy that hit Lin Cang's body was annihilated and dissipated.

"No way? With just such a spark left, you still have so much hatred?"

Lin Cang was speechless and turned to look at the four little dolls on one side.

Judging from the way their eyes moved and the panicked expressions on their faces, they must have seen the flames in front of them.

After thinking about the process I just went through, there should be nothing wrong.

Lin Cang thought that the experiment should be done again.

The next time I let the little kid do it himself, a group of big men lost their lives.