Chapter 247 External Incarnation

A month later, over Manhattan, New York, United States.

A big bird flies over here.

But if you look carefully, you will find that this bird is strange.

If there is a telescope, you will see that this is not a bird at all, but a person, a bird man with wings.

This is Li Zhao, who is hovering over Manhattan at this time.

"New York City... There must be a lot of zombies." Li Zhao fell from the roof of the Empire State Building and looked down. He saw dense zombies wandering on the bottom of the building.

"Hmm..." Li Zhao nodded with satisfaction, teased the sleeping little black cat on his shoulder, and said to himself, "I'm very angry. I'm very satisfied."

Yes, Li Zhao came to New York to collect evil spirits. This month, Li Zhao has traveled to major cities in the United States since Alaska, collecting a lot of evil spirits.

"Three elixirs have been filled, if the conditions are to be met... At least four, um, two more to be needed from time to time. Li Zhao sat down from the top of the Empire State Building, closed his eyes tightly, and began to absorb the evil spirit.

Li Zhao took a deep breath, and the silky breath condensed into a thin black line, which came in from Li Zhao's nostrils and into the evil elixir.

A comfortable feeling made Li Zhao couldn't help moaning.

"Ah..." Li Zhao smiled. Although the evil spirit of these zombies is not as fresh as the evil spirit that has just died, it is also very enjoyable for Li Zhao.

New York City is very large. The population is more than 8 million in the urban area alone, and the total total is about 19 million. There are so many people, which is enough for Li Zhao to enjoy.

As time passed, Li Zhao opened his eyes.

The zombie evil spirit in the whole Manhattan area has been captured by him, but it will also fill half of the evil elixir.

"Next stop, Queens!" Li Zhao spread his wings and flew to the Queens.

In the following time, Li Zhao practiced the Holy Slaughter skill all the time, and accumulated more and more evil spirits.

Finally, a week later, the evil spirit in Li Zhao's body was filled with two evil elixirs.

"OK!" Li Zhao felt the strong evil spirit in his body. He couldn't help nodding his head and smiled, "So much evil spirit is enough to use three seven-kill sword arrays."

But Li Zhao didn't want to use the seven-kill sword array again. What he wants now is to refine the incarnation of the body!

In the Holy Slayer, the method of refining the incarnation outside the body is also very strange.

First of all, it is necessary to refine the evil spirit in the body into a soul-like thing. Of course, this soul is not the other soul. This soul is only condensed by the evil spirit. In addition to Li Zhao's own consciousness, it is the worst conscious body refined.

But these bodies of consciousness are enough. Infused into the body of the fallen angel, Li Zhao can control the body of the fallen angel like his own.

Thinking of this, Li Zhao almost jumped up excitedly.

He wanted to use the incarnation as a card, so he didn't want others to know, so he stayed.

But to refine the external incarnation, you must find an extremely quiet and safe place.

Li Zhao came to a small town, which had become a dead city, and there were few wandering zombies, so Li Zhao chose this place.

After killing all the zombies in the whole town, Li Zhao found a relatively quiet house and prepared to refine his external incarnation.

First, he took out the body of the fallen angel. Li Zhao took a deep breath, suddenly stimulated his own evil spirit, and began to condense his consciousness.

The condensation of the conscious body requires a lot of evil spirit, and its total amount even exceeds the seven-kill sword array!

Li Zhao put his hands on each other and began to condense his evil spirit!

Time flies, and it's already night unconsciously.

But Li Zhao's condensed consciousness did not even reach half. Li Zhao smiled bitterly and didn't expect it to take so long.

The condensation of the consciousness is very difficult. Originally, Li Zhao didn't think so. He thought that he could use the powerful method of the seven-killing sword array. Is it difficult for a small consciousness to defeat himself?

But the situation is much more complicated than Li Zhao imagined.

First of all, the consciousness body has no entity, but is condensed by the evil spirit, so it is necessary to construct a space inside the consciousness body that can accommodate consciousness.

Secondly, consciousness should have the ability to completely control the consciousness body, so it is necessary to depict the traces of one's own consciousness on the consciousness body, which is very important and very difficult. As long as you portray it a little wrong, you have to start all over again!

Now Li Zhao is still in the structural space, and it is still far away from completion.

On the morning of the second day, Li Zhao finally completed the internal space structure of the consciousness. At this time, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wow..." However, Li Zhao did not relax. He took a deep breath and said to himself, "Next, it's time to portray the traces of consciousness!" This is a big project!"

After saying that, Li Zhao took another deep breath and closed his eyes.

It takes meticulous work to characterize the traces of consciousness, because the traces of consciousness should be engraved into the wood, and it must be described according to the meridians of the human body!

At that time, when Li Zhao saw this sentence, he almost wanted to scold his mother. There were so many meridians of the human body that it had to be portrayed little by little, which made Li Zhao, an impatient person, a headache.

But now that he is going to refine his external incarnation, Li Zhao doesn't want to stop. Ninety-nine worship has been worshipped. Is there still so much trembling?

Li Zhao used evil spirit to begin to depict the meridians of the human body on the conscious body.

Li Zhao is absorbed and carefully depicts the meridians of the human body.

Now Li Zhao only has this thing in his mind. Even at the end of the world, he will not look up.

This feeling is very strange, like... Li Zhao wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.

Three days later, Li Zhao finally completed the portrayal of the traces of consciousness.

Li Zhao was full of confidence at the beginning, and then he had to restart his madness because he destroyed too much, and then he picked up his confidence and finished it in one breath.

"Good!" At this time, the consciousness has condensed into a flame-like thing. In the middle of the flame, there is a ice-blue ball.

Li Zhao looked at the flame in his hand and turned his head to the fallen angel.

"God bless you!" Li Zhao carefully put the ball on the fallen angel's head.

Suddenly, the ball, like a leaking boat in the water, sank into the mind of the fallen angel.

"Roar..." The fallen angel shouted, which scared Li Zhao.

Li Zhao knows that the evil spirit at this time is struggling with the body of the fallen angel. Whether he can succeed or not is here!

"Oh..." The fallen angel flew into the sky.

"Hahaha..." Li Zhao laughed wildly.