With embarrassment on his face, Nie Yifan touched his chin and secretly said guilty, it's not that I want to do it here, it's that this thing is too big.

Placing his hand on the bottom of the stone lion, the vibration formed by the mystery of the bat tooth began to slowly inject into the stone lion, and gradually, the huge stone lion began to tremble, and countless stone chips fell.

Nie Yifan blocked against the Mithril shield, and a minute later, the huge stone lions all collapsed into a pile of stone chips under the resonance.

Nie Yifan looked at the pile of stones in front of him, and didn't know how to say for a while, there was a hammer in it.

Is it in the other one?

The teeth of the bats rose again, and soon another stone lion also collapsed.

Looking at the same stone mill, Nie Yifan became more and more speechless.

With a wave of his palm, Nie Yifan blew away the floating ash and found that there was still nothing of value except for fist-sized stones.

Is the dark passage broken enough?

Nie Yifan raised the shield and began to crush the stones.

Finally, the hard work paid off, and when Nie Yifan was almost turned into a human flesh stone crusher, Xuan Dun was stunned and was blocked by a hard object.

Nie Yifan hurriedly picked it up and took a look, and found that it was a dusty triangular token.

Ouch, Nie Yifan, who was wiping the dust off the token with his hand, screamed, and a sharp pain came from his fingertips, which was as good as the electric glow when Hongmeng punished himself.

After the severe pain, the token in his hand shook violently, and a force shook away all the dust on the token.

Nie Yifan saw one of his blood beads integrated into the token, but this was not enough to amaze Nie Yifan, the most surprising thing to him was the color of the token, purple.

This thing can't be the Assassins' League's Purple Gold Order.

Nie Yifan touched the triangular token and found that compared with the material, this token was indeed several grades higher than the bronze order in his hand and the golden order he saw the master last time, because Nie Yifan didn't know this material, he didn't even know himself, it must be a tall thing.

The most important thing is that after absorbing Nie Yifan's blood, this token has a sense of intimacy with himself.

With a spread of hands, the token slowly sank into the palm, and only a faint triangular mark appeared in the palm like a tattoo.

With a thought, the token appeared in the palm of his hand again, as if it had never disappeared.

Hey, fun.

Nie Yifan made the token disappear several times in a row, and he had a lot of fun.

If this is really the Purple Spirit Order, then as long as the token is revealed, the people in the Assassin Alliance will really have to bow to themselves, and the ghost will not deceive me.

Nie Yifan was very happy in his heart, but this was not the time to study the authenticity of the token, Duan Lang's body and puppet had not been cleaned up just now, and Nie Yifan didn't want to leave too many traces.

Coming to the battle site just now, now that the puppet has lost control, it is still lying quietly on the ground.

Seeing the mythril and pure gold on the surface of the puppet, Nie Yifan felt happy in his heart, after this puppet alone was handed over to Xiaodong for refinement, it could generate a lot of divine weapons.

Using the exorcism to pull the puppet up, Nie Yifan frowned, and he found that this puppet was not as heavy as he imagined.

This thing can't be hollow, Nie Yifan was a little disappointed.

He took out his clumsy sword and stabbed it into the puppet's arm, and the blade pierced through a layer of hard skin and encountered no more obstacles.

It's not hollow, but it's definitely not Mithril or Adamantite either.

Pulling out the clumsy sword, a ray of red suddenly came into Nie Yifan's eyes.

It was a reflection of a trace of blood.

It's a living creature inside!?

Nie Yifan took a step back, his heartbeat a few points faster than when he was attacked by Duan Lang.

Taking a step forward, the clumsy sword slid all the way up along the sword marks just now.

With a faint mental force, Jian Feng sliced through the metal skin on the puppet's entire arm.

Then after Nie Yifan tore the metal skin with both hands, a thin arm appeared in front of him.

It's really human!

Using a living person as a puppet, Nie Yifan has a new understanding of the dark side behind the Council of Elders.

The clumsy sword flew on the puppet's body, and the metal skin was quickly cut into countless pieces by Nie Yifan.

A person with seven silver nails the thickness of his little finger buried in his head appeared in front of Nie Yifan, this person was as thin as the people of the Duan family.

"Impossible!"

After seeing this person's face clearly, Nie Yifan jumped back again, like a ghost.

This person is Duan Lang.

Nie Yifan did not approach Duan Lang, who was lying on the ground, but used the exorcism to start pulling out the nails on his head.

In order to avoid barbs at the bottom of the nail, Nie Yifan pulled it out very slowly, and it wasn't until a minute later that the first index finger-length nail was slowly pulled out of his head.

Duan Lang, who had been closing his eyes on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes.

Nie Yifan looked at Duan Lang in a daze for a few seconds, and found that his pupils were divergent, and he was still in an unconscious state.

There was a clang on the ground, and Nie Yifan continued to pull out the second nail.

With the experience just now, the speed of nail pulling is much faster this time.

Three minutes later, all seven nails were scattered on the ground, and unexpectedly, there was not a lot of blood spilling from Duan Lang's head.

And Duan Lang's pupils began to slowly shrink after the last nail was pulled out, and his eyes gradually regained their brilliance.

"Kill me. Duan Lang's first sentence after sobering up actually made such a request to Nie Yifan.

"Who the hell are you, what's your name?" Nie Yifan sat beside Duan Lang and didn't have any intention of making a move.