Chapter 443: Corpse

That incomplete thought gave Shen Zheng a huge shock. He was at the Star Spirit Realm, but he directly experienced how to use the power of the Star Lord Realm. This magical experience made him feel addicted. %&*

The Tomb of the Strong, the Tomb of the Strong... He muttered in his heart, and began to concentrate on sensing the information in the blood mist.

Suddenly, a vague feeling made him catch a trace of information, and he hurriedly flew towards that place.

As soon as he left, Li Yunhe and Feng Zizai rushed out of a cloud of blood mist in the distance, and came directly to the prison of the strong man that he had cut open, and hurriedly explored inside.

"There is a space worm core here!" Feng Zizai's sharp eyes immediately saw the space worm core next to the body of the strong man that was gradually turning into dust particles, grabbed it in his hand, and waved his hand to open a huge cubic space. "Good guy, there are a lot of good stuff, why didn't Shen Zheng even look at it." [

"Just follow him." Li Yunhe's eyes showed a greedy look, "This shows that his purpose is very clear, he wants to find something extraordinary, so he will disdain this kind of space insect core."

Shen Zheng flew in the blood mist, gradually approaching a tomb of a strong man, listening to the cry for help from it, Shen Zheng waved his sword and immediately cut it in half, and the remaining consciousness spread outward with a sigh.

He immediately focused all his attention, looking for the magical feeling in his brain just now. In an instant, a force of form and substance - or a feeling, suddenly emanated from his brain, surrounded the same feeling of form and substance, and slowly pulled it into his mind.

In the bang like a big explosion, Shen Zheng felt that a dusty memory began to revive in his mind. He hurriedly concentrated his mind, eliminated the unnecessary scattered memories, and focused on cultivating the mind on one path.

After a moment, another piece of information about the power of space was filtered out and deeply imprinted in his mind. He seemed to have personally experienced the process of using and practicing it and was more familiar with it.

The rest of the consciousness was driven out of his mind and scattered in the air.

It was wonderful!

He excitedly sensed the opened power memory, and nodded with satisfaction after a while, then began to look for new sensations, and finally flew away.

Li Yunhe and Feng Zizai appeared again in a cloud of blood mist. The two came closer and searched for a while, and found another space insect core.

"What exactly does this kid want to find?" Feng Zizai said puzzledly, "These dead are all star master-level strongmen. There must be a lot of good things in their insect cores. Why can't he find them? What attracts him so much and makes him so hurried?"

Li Yunhe looked at the place where Shen Zheng disappeared, and was thinking in his heart-I just said casually that Shen Zheng was a man with great luck, could it be that his words came true?

"Brother Li.%&*

"Okay. "Li Yunhe smiled friendly, took the space insect core handed over by Feng Zizai, and stuffed it directly into his pocket without looking at what was inside.

The two smiled at each other and chased after Shen Zheng again.

Shen Zheng continued to fly in the crimson vortex, freeing the trapped consciousnesses one by one, capturing the "feelings" of these forms one by one, and gradually, he experienced more and more about the power of the star master in his mind.

Unconsciously, his trace of space power that could only be used to control the space insect core was silently changing, but he did not Didn't realize this.

Unconsciously, he had been in the outer periphery of the crimson vortex for more than a month. In this month, he slashed through more than a dozen tombs of the strong. The memory of more than a dozen power sections greatly improved his understanding of the ability of the Star Lord. If he had the opportunity to break through the limit in the future, even if he had not encountered the adventure of being attacked by the powerful space force when traveling in the hyperspace with Wu Ximing, he might be able to jump directly to the second-level Star Lord realm.

In this month, he not only encountered those tombs of the strong, but also encountered several powerful Zergs. These Zergs are all Star Lords. The following strong men were attracted by the crimson vortex into the blood mist, desperately absorbing the power of the blood mist, and as a result, they became crazy and violent, and finally died, turning into corpses floating in space.

Shen Zheng certainly had no way and no time to collect these insect corpses, but he did not let go of their insect cores. After a month, he also collected dozens of high-level insect cores. [

Li Yunhe and Feng Zizai followed behind him and continued to collect space insect cores. The two of them got more than a dozen insect cores and were very happy. They also treated the insect corpses that Shen Zheng had given up as their own. They put it into the insect core space like a treasure.

At the same time, they were also full of curiosity about Shen Zheng's purpose, and couldn't help wondering - what was he looking for?

Flying fast in the blood mist, Shen Zheng went to a place where a strange signal was transmitted. He knew that the signal represented another tomb of a strong man and another huge harvest.

He flew all the way for dozens of hours, and saw that he was getting closer and closer to the strange feeling.

But at this moment, an extremely strong feeling suddenly hit him. He stopped in surprise and turned his head to look in the direction where the feeling came from.

It had been more than a month, but this was the first time he had felt such a strong sense of consciousness. This feeling made him wonder if this was really the consciousness emitted by the tomb of the strong.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally flew towards that place.

This flight lasted for more than ten hours.

"Will he find us?" Feng Ziyi, who had been chasing behind, frowned, "He has always been flying in a straight line and has never turned in the middle of the way."

"Impossible." Li Yunhe smiled confidently, "Even if it is the Star Lord, it is not easy to find me. As for the Star Spirit, even the top-level genius cannot do it. Follow him, and the answer will come naturally."

Shen Zheng had no idea about the two tails behind him who were picking up the bargain. He just flew towards the place that caused his strong induction, gradually getting closer and closer to it.

Suddenly, he stopped abruptly and looked ahead in surprise.

In the blood mist on the edge, a corpse was floating slowly. The corpse was different from the corpses of the strong surrounded by shells and debris that Shen Zheng had seen. In comparison, it could be regarded as "brand new".

It was an old man in his eighties, with completely white hair and wrinkles on his face. His eyes were wide open and his mouth was wide open, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, and his expression was full of fear.

Shen Zheng could feel that there was a consciousness staying in his body, which was slowly changing. He had a vague feeling that if he left it alone, that consciousness would slowly dissipate in this vast world of blood mist, but the speed would not be very fast, because the body of this strong man still provided it with a certain amount of spatial power, allowing it to remain active for several years.

However, because it was not floating outward all the time, this consciousness could not really condense into the ghost-like consciousness of those strong men before.

Just like an ice cube without a mind, it kept melting under the sun. Unless there was a big "refrigerator" to preserve it, it would be possible for it to slowly accumulate strength and use the pain, uneasiness, unwillingness, anger before death... waiting for all negative emotions to make itself a real "ghost".

Shen Zheng noticed that some tiny insect shell fragments were floating in the distance, as if they were attracted by the spatial force on the body of the strong man and gradually attached to him.

Careful observation revealed that the strong man had already been covered with a lot of insect shell fragments and mineral crystals. If this continued, it would probably take less than a year for him to be completely wrapped up by these fragments and crystals.

At that time, a new tomb of the strong man would be formed, and the consciousness trapped in it would stop radiating outwards, and gradually condense, eventually forming the kind of autonomous consciousness that Shen Zheng had seen before.

Shen Zheng looked at the body of the strong man and couldn't help sighing, while thinking to himself: Who killed him? There was no scar on his body, and his expression showed extreme fear. Could it be the crimson giant?

But didn't the crimson giant want to devour the strong? Why wasn't the body of this strong man taken away? [

And the bodies of those strong men I met before were also preserved, and were not eaten by the crimson giant? Could it be that the crimson giant actually devoured not their bodies, but their lives?

I really can't understand it...

Shen Zheng shook his head, looked at the corpse, and couldn't help sighing.

These star masters knew that it was extremely dangerous to come in and they might die in it, but they still went one after another, just for the word "interest". They knew that this place was full of huge treasures, so they couldn't control their greed and died in it. Or, they encountered a bottleneck of breakthrough, fantasized about getting a breakthrough here, and luckily became the only lucky one, but the result was that they fell here.

Like this strong man, who is over 80 years old, perhaps it was because of the breakthrough that he came here to take risks.

It's really pitiful.

For a moment, he couldn't help but feel compassion.

"Child, I led you here not to make you pity him." At this time, a voice came from the deepest part of the black tide of the basalt insect core and drilled into his mind. "I want you to see the process of consciousness condensation and have a preliminary understanding of its mystery!"

Basalt Holy Spirit? Shen Zheng's eyes lit up, and his heart couldn't help but get excited.

"Feel it carefully. I don't have much time. I can't waste my energy on talking to you..." The voice of the Xuanwu Holy Spirit continued to come, but soon became inaudible.

Suddenly, Shen Zheng felt that the spatial force on the corpse suddenly strengthened. He was slightly surprised and hurriedly retreated, but then he found that he was protected by another spatial force and would not be affected by the power on the corpse.

The blood mist around him flowed faster and soon a large amount of blood mist was sucked onto the corpse. Then, some fragments of insect corpses flew over and stuck to it. The blood mist attached to the corpse gradually turned from virtual to real and turned into blood-colored crystals, like minerals. Some of them were affected by some unknown force and their colors changed, either black or gray.

So this is the true face of those minerals. Shen Zheng nodded.

A few hours later, the corpse was completely surrounded by crystals formed by the insect shells condensing into blood mist.

At this time, Shen Zheng suddenly felt that his mind became extremely powerful, and he penetrated into the tomb and clearly observed the changes in the consciousness of the strong man inside.