Start as a Temple Spirit

"Stay calm, stay calm." Shang Liangshan turned his eyes away from the purple soft armor and warned himself.

"Hu" accompanied by a deep breath, Shang Liang's mind slowly stabilized, and his eyes moved upwards to look at the hazy ghost head burning with purple flames.

As he thought about it, the purple flame shrank and turned into keratin, then solidified into a purple helmet.

Under the purple helmet is a hazy white ghost face with a pair of captivating purple flame eyes.

"Beautiful!" Shang Liangshan praised inwardly, moving his gaze downward to the purple flame ghost and his hands burning with blazing purple flames.

As his mind moved, the purple flame burning in the left hand of the Purple Flame Ghost suddenly boiled and turned into a tongue of fire. After a period of change and condensation, it turned into a purple scabbard.

After the same operation as above, the purple flame in the purple flame ghost's right hand turned into a purple long sword.

"Clang" As the purple long sword was sheathed, the purple flame ghost that appeared in Shang Liangshan's eyes turned into a soldier wearing purple soft armor, holding a purple long sword, wearing a purple helmet, and having a pair of captivating purple flame eyes.

"Perfect." Shang Liangshan looked at Zi Zu and couldn't help but praise him secretly.

Praise is praise, but conversion needs to continue.

He shifted his admiring gaze from the purple soldier to the purple flame ghost, and began to concentrate on transforming the purple flame ghost into a purple soldier.

Time passed as he was fully focused. The one hundred purple flame ghosts were all transformed into purple soldiers, forming a team of one hundred purple soldiers, who stood quietly in the cloud of resentment, and a murderous aura rose.

Shang Liangshan admired his masterpiece for a moment, then continued to transform the dark purple flame ghost.

The transformation process of the Dark Purple Flame Ghost is the same as that of the Purple Flame Ghost Shadow.

Their appearance did not change, but the color of their helmets, soft armor, and long swords changed to black.

Black helmet, black soft armor, black sword, even the hazy ghost face is black, only the eyes are purple flames.

Shang Liangshan looked at the neatly lined-up team of a hundred men in purple and black, and his heart began to stir.

I am now the temple spirit who has two hundred ghost soldiers, no, I am two hundred spirit guards.

Yes, Spirit Guards, Purple Spirit Guards, Dark Spirit Guards!

After being excited for a while, Shang Liangshan finally calmed down and had an idea.

"Whoosh" the wind sounded, and the purple soldier turned into a stream of purple flames and flew into Shang Liangshan's body.

"Whoosh" the black soldiers turned into streams of black flames and flew towards the purple flame furnace of heaven and earth. They scattered and turned into black soldiers again. They sat around the furnace of heaven and earth and absorbed the rich resentment.

After doing all this, Shang Liangshan spread out his hands and looked into his palms. There was a fist-sized purple flame rising up, a dark purple flame. He fell into deep thought.

The Purple Flame Group and the Dark Purple Flame Group are the lights of thousands of ghost families left by Shang Liangshan to protect himself, and they are only one tenth of the total.

He was considering whether to integrate these lights into the lights of the Spirit Guards to enhance their strength.

After thinking about it again and again, he decided to integrate it. Anyway, if he practiced every day, he could cultivate ten lights of thousands of homes.

He decided to do it, and as soon as he thought about it, a stream of purple flame flew out of his body and dispersed into groups in the purple mist. Ten flames formed a group, and they transformed into the Purple Spirit Guards, sitting cross-legged.

"Whoosh" a breeze blew, and the two-colored ghost lights on Shang Liangshan's palm turned into two streams of light, flying towards the Purple Spirit Guard and the Dark Spirit Guard respectively.

Shang Liangshan, who liked to keep a backup plan, did not divide all the lights of the Ghost Spirit Thousand Families to the two guards. Instead, he kept the ten most vigorous lights of the Ghost Spirit Thousand Families as seeds for each guard.

"Whoosh" the purple lights of thousands of homes turned into streams of light and dispersed, merging into the body of Zi Lingwei.

As soon as the purple flames merged into the bodies of the Purple Spirit Guards, Shang Liangshan saw that their equipment became more solid and their aura surged.

The effect was even better for the Shadow Spirit Guards who had integrated into the dark purple flames. As the dark purple flames integrated into their bodies, they, who had been absorbing resentment slowly, suddenly became ferocious.

A low rumbling sound of thunder suddenly sounded from above the cloud of resentment.

"Hmm." Shang Liangshan was stunned for a moment, then he looked up suddenly, at the dark purple cloud of incense sticks from thousands of families floating among the clouds of resentment and the purple mist.

The low rumbling thunder sounded again, and purple lightning illuminated the dark purple clouds.

For a moment, purple arcs of electricity raged and dark purple clouds surged and expanded.

The low rumbling thunder became more and more rapid, and the purple lightning flashed continuously.

Shang Liangshan, who was watching this scene, discovered that the purple lightning would become fainter every time it flashed.

Moreover, black resentful power merged into the fading purple thunder, causing it to turn from purple to black.

Lei Dian's transformation made him frown and think deeply.

The ghost version of Wanjiaxianghuo is abnormal, and it is obviously an upgrade and evolution.

But the direction of this evolution is to turn into black lightning?

"Shua" Shang Liangshan, who was in deep thought, felt something and came back to his senses suddenly. He looked up at the incense sticks from thousands of families that had become dark and expanded to five meters.

In his perception, the illusion of thousands of incense sticks was quickly disintegrating and merging into the lightning and dark clouds that were also becoming darker.

"Boom" was accompanied by a dark thunder and lightning, which exploded in the dark clouds.

The ghost version of Wanjia Xianghuo has the ability of illusion, and is completely integrated into the illusory ghost thunder and ghost clouds.

The evolution continued. In Shang Liangshan's sight, the dark thunder and lightning evolved into illusory thunder and lightning, and retreated into the dark clouds.

"Buzz" was accompanied by a humming sound, which sounded in the dark clouds.

The dark clouds surged violently.

Every time the dark cloud surges, the black color will fade, turning from black to dark, and finally into an illusory dark cloud with a diameter of six meters, emitting a faint light.

However, this was not the end. Under Shang Liangshan's gaze, the illusory dark clouds continued to surge and transformed into a giant face emitting a dim light and with a pair of eyes flashing with black lightning flames.

"Roar" Lei Yan's huge face with double eyes roared, opened his big mouth, revealing a deep cave, and swallowed up the cloud of resentment.

"Whoosh" the resentment blew up a dark wind, forming a black whirlwind that was swallowed by the giant face of Youyun.

"This..." Shang Liangshan stared at the giant face in amazement, and the shock in his heart took a long time to calm down.

The changes in the ghost version of Wan Jiaxiang were beyond his imagination.

No, to be precise, the giant face at this time has already escaped the scope of thousands of families' worship.

It is a phantom thundercloud with the power of devouring, phantom thunder snake, and phantom thunder attacks.

"Whoosh" the sound of the wind gradually stopped, the resentment was swallowed up, the purple color enveloped, the dim light face faded, and turned into an illusory dark cloud.

Phantom clouds descended from the sky and disappeared into the purple mist.

"Shua, swish, swish" the Purple Spirit Guards and the Dark Spirit Guards stood up in unison. As Shang Liangshan's mind moved, they turned into purple and dark lights from thousands of homes, surrounding the furnace of heaven and earth and attracting the faint green smoke wafting out of the furnace.

The purple mist shrank and turned into a thick purple mist ball, floating on the shore.

The moonlight was bleak, falling on Shang Liangshan, and the smell of blood wafted in the wind.

He couldn't help but frown; the smell of blood was too strong.

Shang Liang looked around the bloody battlefield and saw the bloody wolf skins being tied up with vines, covered in bloody water and soil.