Elder, if it doesn't work......" the man whispered.

"Alas......" Xin Hu sighed.

At this time, Tang Shi carried a long sword, turned into an afterimage, and rushed over. He stopped suddenly, stepped on his feet, and the ground around him turned into powder, and the long sword in his hand also slashed out. Several bolts of lightning flew out from the blade, pointing at everyone on the other side.

"The long river of blood sacrifices. Xin Hu shouted, his hands sealed, and a blood-colored river phantom appeared in front of them, rushing past, blocking the front of the thunder light sword qi. It's just that in the next second, the thunder light directly penetrated the blood river and shot at the crowd again.

The Gang Qi and Gang Yuan on their bodies were directly shattered or penetrated, and the next moment everyone flew up.

"Is this kid so strong? That elder of the Blood Dao Sect should have the strength of the Heavenly Realm. ”

"Shhhh Have you noticed that in front of the Excalibur, the spells and exercises of the Blood Dao Gate are useless. It should be the thunder attribute of Excalibur that restrained them. ”

"No wonder, this group of guys suddenly appeared on the mainland. If this divine sword is obtained by a master, and the thunder system spell or sword move is cultivated through the divine sword, it will be the catastrophe of the blood path gate. ”

"It's hard to do now. ”

"Let's be honest. If the Blood Dao Gate had this ability, it would have been destroyed a long time ago. As for people, never give up the opportunity to be a yellow finch. ”

A conversation between the two of them sounded in the dense forest outside the town, and at the same time, there was a lot of aura around them. Even if the Blood Dao Gate was overbearing, a few people were willing to give up.

"Slash again. Tang Shi suddenly jumped up, shouted, and slashed at the embarrassed Xin Hu again.

"Little bunny, you've gone too far. Xin Hu glanced around, and under the blow just now, half of them had lost their combat power, and a third of them were already dead. He looked at Tang Shishi, who was mending his sword again, and scolded angrily. "Bloodseeker, now. Roar...... "His hands were sealed, and he slammed into his chest, and a beastly roar erupted from his mouth. A layer of blood-colored scales swelled up on his face, two sharp teeth protruded from the corners of his mouth, the pupils in his eyes turned golden, the palms in the sleeves of his shirt, and his nails turned blood-colored, growing wildly.

The purple sword qi slashed across the sky and slashed at Xin Hu. Xin Hu suddenly clasped his hands together and lined up in the sword qi. Suddenly, the huge sword qi phantom was blocked by his hands. His exposed hands and wrists were covered with a layer of blood-colored scales. The thunder light above the sword qi struck on the scales, and although it stirred up bursts of blood mist, it did not penetrate it.

"Ah......h His figure disappeared in place, heading towards Tang Shishi. There was no time to condense the sword qi anymore, Tang Shishi brandished his long sword and fought with him.

Xin Hu's hands, ten fingers like hooks, and on the long nails, there was a blood gas, which condensed but not dispersed. He waved his hands, scratching frantically at Tang Shi, pulling the corners of his mouth from time to time, revealing a sharp long tooth. Tang Shishi's long sword had thunder light on it, but at this time, it couldn't break Xin Hu's palms. Occasionally, his clothes were sliced open, revealing blood-colored scales.

After being entangled for a long time, the purple qi on Tang Shishi's body gradually faded. Taking advantage of the fact that his sword moves were not very coherent, one move was flawed, Xin Hu's claws grabbed under his ribs, and his nails were inserted into his flesh. Before he had time to tear it, Tang Shishi's long sword had already slashed at Xin Hu's head, and he could only withdraw back. Still, even so, he pulled the corners of his mouth.

Tang Shi was about to raise his sword to attack again, but he suddenly felt a pain in the wound under his ribs, and the long sword hung down, almost letting go. He looked down and saw that ten small holes had appeared on the black robe that had been difficult to be injured by the sword. He ripped open his black robe and found ten dark red blood holes. A trace of red thread gradually spread from the periphery of the blood cave to all sides. Tang Shi suddenly felt dizzy, he shook his head, but he still didn't dispel this feeling. The next moment, he slowly fell to the ground.

Xin Hu's hands were sealed, and he slapped it on his body again, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he slowly fell to the ground. However, all the subordinates behind him gathered over, and many red-clothed figures rushed over from all directions. The figures hidden in the surrounding woods, although they were about to move, still did not appear. Tang Shi was carried away, but no one dared to move his sword. A person who wanted to snatch it was directly knocked out by the thunder light on the blade, and his whole body was scorched.

When Tang Shi woke up, it was already three days later. He found himself in a dark cell, his ribs still aching.

"Boy, are you awake? After being poisoned by blood, he was able to survive it, but he was a gentleman. A playful old voice sounded from behind Tang Shishi. He was startled, and suddenly waved his arm to slash over, only to find that the sword in his hand was no longer there. "Do you still want to do it, do you still have the strength?" Tang Shishi felt a feeling of weakness in his body, his body was crooked, and he fell to the ground again, lying on a pile of hay.

"You kid, it's really amazing, the blood poison has spread to your face, and you haven't died, and you haven't fallen into the devil. The old man is really rare to see, no wonder he sent you to the old man. There was an emaciated figure in front of Tang Shishi, with pale hair, pale beard, a ragged shirt that could not be colored, and even his face was full of dirty wrinkles.

"Who are you, where is this?" Tang Shishi brushed the painful wound under his ribs, and then asked coldly.

"The old man is called a ghost hand, also called a butcher. Here, here's hell. The old man said with a grin.

Just when Tang Shi wanted to ask something, the door of the cell made of fine iron was suddenly opened, and three figures in bloody clothes walked in. They glanced at the situation in the prison, hesitated, and chose Tang Shi. Directly dragged his feet and dragged him out.

"What a poor child, who is going to die after only one day. The old man shook his head, sighed, and scratched again on the side of the nearly 100 scratches on the wall. When he had done this, he fell directly on top of the hay, shaking his head and singing.

A few hours later, the cell door was opened again, and two men dragged a bloodied figure in.

"Huh? Another one came in? This time it's a little worse. When the old man saw that someone was being dragged in again, he turned over and muttered to himself curiously. It's just that when the two men left, he took a closer look and was surprised. "Why are you back?"

"They probably don't know, and I don't want to. Tang Shi said coldly. He was now covered in blood, his skin was peeled, and he was stained with black dust and dirt.

"Interesting little guy. The old man said with a smile. "Since you're not dead, the old man will show you. As he spoke, he untied the black robe wrapped around Tang Shishi's body. Just at a glance, his grinning face became solemn. "No, no, it's not right, it shouldn't be. Strange, really weird. ”

Tang Shi heard the muffled noise and looked over, only to find that the old man was constantly banging his head against the wall. He bumped into it while chanting words, looking like a madman.

"That's not right. In the next second, the figure of the old man appeared in front of Tang Shi again, and said to Tang Shi with a serious face. "You tell me you're dead, aren't you? Hehe, you're really dead. ”

Tang Shi glanced at him, ignored him, and slowly closed his eyes.

"The old man is asking you, you little bastard. The old man burst out and kicked the bloody Tang Stone in the leg.

"Old bastard, have you ever seen a dead man who can speak?" Tang Shishi slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the angry old man, and said disdainfully.

"What's so difficult about this, soul searching, corpse control, and soul possession can all be done. Tell me, what kind of person are you?" the old man asked as he leaned beside Tang Shi with a curious expression.

"I'm supposed to be the one who still breathes. However, if you toss for a while, it will be difficult to say. Tang Shi said coldly.

The old man was startled, reached out again and pressed Tang Shi's forehead, probed his neck again, and finally stretched out his hand towards his lower body.

"If you don't want to die, I advise you not to do it. Tang Shishi glared suddenly and said in a low voice.

"The old man just wants to see if there are any traces. The old man scratched his head and said. "It's a living person, but it's not right. How can a living person have no soul? This wound is from the inside out, and it is still a soul wound. Your soul exploded, and you blew yourself up? That's really the only explanation he brewed. The old man said to himself, scratching a few strands of white hair on his head from time to time.

"Just you, can you still understand?" Tang Shi asked disdainfully.

"Just me, who is the old man? A famous ghost hand, there are countless doctors. In this way, even when Hades arrived, I would not let me move, and he would not take anyone away. The old man suddenly exploded, pointing at Tang Shi and yelling.

"Then can you cure it?" Tang Shi asked.

"Treat a fart, you blew up all the souls, where can I find your souls. However, how did you survive without a soul? And your soul injury, logically speaking, you should also be dead, why are you still alive? Can you tell the old man? What a freak. The old man jumped up and down for a long time, and finally sat down and asked.

"I don't even know who I am, you ask me?" Tang Shishi said angrily.

"That's right, the disappearance of the spirit means that you are just a shell. No, if it's just a shell, why can you speak, and be logical, and still awake? At most, it's an unconscious body. The old man tugged at a strand of white hair on his head, his face tangled. Then, he suddenly ran to the corner of the wall, dug out a pile of bottles and cans from the wall, and ran back again. He opened the various jars and poured the medicinal powder inside on Tang Shi's body. For each pour, he lay on his stomach and observed.

A sharp pain came from above his body. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't move, Tang Shishi really wanted to kick this old man to death now.