The Original Seeker

　　 "I'm very curious as to what kind of result this social experiment will ultimately be." After Bai Mo completed the structural transformation of the red fog, he also tried to incorporate part of the white fog into it to further expand the scope of the red fog.

　　 "Quick! Stop it!" At first, Hou Zi was a little excited about his swelling power, but soon, this excitement turned into panic, forcing him to constantly transmit mental fluctuations to the opponent.

　　His spirit axis also has a Xuanhua control limit. This part of forcibly squeezed over will cause a great burden on his body. If this continues, it is not impossible to be dragged to death abruptly.

　　 "Unfortunately, it has reached oversaturation so soon." He didn't want to kill the experiment in front of him, so he slowly allowed the surrounding white mist to condense into a solid Xuanhua behind him.

　　 At this time, the white mist had spread for hundreds of kilometers before and after, and part of its edge had even drifted out of the control range of the white ink, and he could only let them dissipate naturally in a few minutes.

　　 "What on earth do you want to do?" After Hou Zizai's white mist disappeared completely, he found that his actual control range had doubled and his strength had become stronger.

　　 "I want to see you, how many years can I adhere to the way of heaven."

While the two were talking, the warlords who had been paying attention to this area also explored one by one, because the site Hou Zixuan can actually be said to be rich in oil, and there is a rich gold mine underneath. A diamond mine, and a vein of black copper mine.

　　 Black copper is a new material that only appeared in the era of Reiki. It was discovered that the person was Bai Mo’s mentor Zhao Jiasen. The mechanism of its formation has not yet been determined, but at present, all countries believe that the emergence of this strange mineral is inseparable from Reiki.

For hundreds of kilometers around, they can feel this "battle" that is not actually a battle. However, in their opinion, if there are such earth-shattering fluctuations, it is not a battle. They are estimated to be fighting in their arms on weekdays. Up.

　　 The speed at which the white mist spread was so alarming that no one except the most marginal person escaped, and they were all trapped inside.

　　 Now that the "tide" retreats, everyone has a surviving expression, even if the mist has not actually caused any harm to them.

　　 Because everyone who lives near here knows that the red mist is actually a horrible existence that eats people without spitting out bones, and how can the white mist that can stand by the side of the red mist be really harmless to humans and animals.

　　 "Since it can be transformed into a gas... Then as long as it is supplied with enough psychic energy, there is also a way to transform into a plasma?" The Baimo Lingtu has the ability to transform air into a plasma state. This kind of small experiment is naturally easy to come by.

　　 Regardless of Hou Zi, who was familiar with the new state, he began to sublime a small part of Xuanhua into a gaseous state, and then used the Lingshu to provide energy along the way, gradually turning this part of Xuanhua into a circle of plasma-like matter around him.

　　 Thousands of degrees high temperature plasma Xuanhua exudes a dazzling light.

At first, there were even people watching from a few hundred meters outside, but soon, as more and more plasma Xuanhua gathered, the surrounding temperature began to rise rapidly, and the onlookers felt uncomfortable, and they quickly packed up the only ones. A little soft, leave his tattered tent.

"Please go up and do this artificial sun experiment again, otherwise I can't keep these people living in Gistis." Although Hou Zi is extremely ruthless to the evildoers, he is quite good to the ordinary people under his control. Make a face and beg to him.

"People with feelings are not good to be ruthless heavens." Bai Mo glanced at Hou Zi, then patted the burning weeds around him with a palm, holding a giant plasma cloud slowly leaving the ground and rising into the air. .

After several twists and turns, Hou Zi's desire for revenge has also faded a lot. The opponent is already strong enough to make him desperate. Bai Mo, who can burst his body by empowerment alone, doesn't take this bit of hostility at all. Going on.

　　 High in the sky, the plasma cloud is still expanding, and gradually, he also begins to lose control. The cost of restraining the plasma state Xuanhua is far greater than restraining other states of Xuanhua.

　　 Even if he tried his best, he finally found that he could only transform one-tenth of the Xuanhua into a plasma form, but from the ground's point of view, it was almost a miracle.

　　 The plasma photosphere with a radius of approximately one kilometer, at an altitude of about 10,000 meters, interacts with the original sun to form a second "sun". Endless rays of light radiate to the ground, still carrying a trace of heat.

　　 "Salute to the sun god!"

　　 Half of Africa is boiling over for this reason. Countless primitive tribes have seen the wonders of the sky and two days, and they are chanting prayers composed of various native languages.

　　 "It's really a desperate gap... I really don't need to care about my tiny existence~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I am also in the Xuanhua Realm, and the gap will be so big."

　　 Hou is still not clear about it. Bai Mo had crossed the Xuanhua realm by accident a few years ago, refined the soul, and jumped to a higher level of condensing realm.

　　 In a safer way, you should first break through to the Xuanhua Realm and then to the Condensation Realm. It can be said that this is purely an experimental accident. It belongs to the first to get on the train and then buy the ticket. It is good luck not to get off the train.

　　Naturally, it is not only primitive tribes that are shocked. Small half of Africa can see such wonders. Even civilized people in cities are shocked by this second sun.

　　 "Which country detonated the nuclear bomb at high altitude?" someone who did not understand the situation asked.

　　 "Idiot, which nuclear bomb can keep on for ten minutes! Do you think it's your home appliance lamp?" The person next to him immediately retorted.

　　 At the core of a giant plasma ball with thousands of degrees, Bai Mo relied on continuously absorbing the heat energy radiated to him to avoid being burned to death by himself.

Through calculations, he found that the psychic energy in his body could support another twenty minutes. This sphere that radiates terrifying heat to the outside at all times needs to constantly grab the surging psychic energy in Bai Mo to maintain its own power. exist.

　　 "If it falls now, maybe the level of the landscape has changed. I wonder if it can burn ten football field-sized glass?" He thought about this boring question leisurely.

　　 "Sure enough, it's good not to kill people indiscriminately." As early as five or six years ago, Bai Mo had already known Hou Zi's character, and he knew the cause and effect. If he really wanted to kill him at that time, he would have died ten times earlier.

　　 It’s just that he has always been too lazy to control, and even thinks that the other party’s act of slaughtering the evil forces in the name of justice is quite interesting. He is always watching the excitement, and sometimes he sends a clone to knock out a few people who chase him.