While deliberately piercing the old man's heart, Yang Chengzhi did not summon the partners in the Chaos Tower, he was afraid that the old man would have companions to guard around, if the Black Dragon Society knew that he had this kind of spatial treasure, then he would not have a quiet day in the future.

The old man's eyes were like knives Yang Chengzhi, "Baga, little mongrel, do you think you can't help me if you don't say it, since you want to find death, don't blame me"

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As he spoke, the energy on the old man's body fluctuated suddenly, and a pitch-black energy began to spread from his body, and Yang Chengzhi's eyes slowly turned red while the energy changed, and in the end, the old man's eyes turned scarlet, which made Yang Chengzhi's heart shrink suddenly.

Yang Chengzhi also knew that the old man had murderous intentions, and his heart couldn't help but move, he was about to summon Ao Lan and them in the Chaos Tower, he didn't want to wait at the moment of life and death, if he missed a second, he might become a corpse, and at that time, the Chaos Tower would become another trophy.

But just as Yang Chengzhi had this idea in his heart, the pitch-black energy that spread out of the old man's body wrapped him, and Yang Chengzhi's brain sank suddenly, and then it seemed to fall into chaos.

The old man Chengzhi smiled coldly, "Originally, I planned to refine you into a super soldier, but now I have changed my mind, I want to refine you into a living puppet, and it is a living puppet like a dog."

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As soon as the old man's body moved, he arrived in front of Yang Chengzhi, sat down cross-legged, waved his big hand, Yang Chengzhi floated in mid-air at once, his body was upright but his head was down, and the mud pill palace was just on top of the old man's head.

The old man's eyes flickered a few times, and the energy on his body fluctuated again, and a more intense energy wrapped the two of them, and at the same time, the old man's palm kept turning, and countless mysterious marks were instantly formed, and these marks were submerged into Yang Chengzhi's body.

JJ Just when the first mark entered Yang Chengzhi's body, Yang Chengzhi felt that the nine-leaf golden lotus that emitted golden light below the spiritual sea suddenly burst out with a brilliant golden luster, and Yang Chengzhi woke up in an instant.

The next moment he was awake, he felt several marks hit his body, and his body seemed to be out of control, and at the same time, the divine weaving in his mind poured out and entered the old man's mind.

Feeling this situation, Yang Chengzhi's face changed greatly, and he wanted to twist his body, but the closed acupuncture points had not been completely unraveled, and at the same time, the imprint also restricted the peristalsis of his body, and he wanted to enter the Chaos Tower, but the current Shenzhi was not controlled by him at all.

In a panic, Yang Chengzhi's eyes slowly turned golden, and his heart was shocked, he knew that after the loss of Shenzhi, he would become a dead man, and any dreams would be empty talk at that time.

Yang Chengzhi continued to struggle in his heart, and the old man under him did not move at all, but the old man's eyes showed a trace of horror, he could feel the strength of Yang Chengzhi's divine weaving, this is not the divine weaving that ordinary Mahayana cultivators can have, but think about the news, this guy is a Qimen Dunjia formation cultivator, the horror in the old man's eyes gradually disappeared, and at the same time, a murderous smile appeared on his face.

Hou Yuan Ke Ke Qing Ship Hate by Yang by not looking far away from the ghost enemy Cha Jie Leng sealed me one of the few geniuses in Huaxia, in the forbidden land of the big competition, let a family with an extremely low ranking into the top five, such a genius is a treasure of Huaxia, as long as he can grow up, Huaxia can have a super master, but now he is going to die in his own hands and become a living puppet of himself.

At the same time that Yang Chengzhi felt desperate, Yang Chengzhi suddenly felt that the old man had sealed several acupuncture points for him to be unlocked, Yang Chengzhi's desperate eyes showed a hint of joy, and then his eyes gradually became cold, he now has one-third of the divine weaving being extracted by the other party, even if he kills the other party now, he will not let his divine weaving return to his mind, the only way is to plunder the other party's divine weaving strong heart.

Thinking of this, Yang Chengzhi's eyes became cold, the other party's cultivation was the same as his, the soul searching technique could indeed extract the other party's divine weaving, but there was a certain danger, but thinking that if he didn't extract the other party's divine weaving, he would become a dead man, the energy on Yang Chengzhi's body fluctuated suddenly, and the soul searching technique started to work, and the divine weaving that was originally rapidly draining came to a halt, which made the old man's heart tighten suddenly.

Now he has begun to extract Yang Chengzhi's divine weaving, so the exercises can't be stopped at all, if he forcibly stops, he will not be disabled even if he is not lightly injured.

Sun Yuan is not far away, Sun Chazhan is too far away, and with this constraint, the old man can't help but increase the speed of the exercises, but he is also a little shocked in his heart, how does this guy control the god weaving and prevent himself from extracting.

The old man's side couldn't stop, and Yang Chengzhi's side couldn't stop because he lost one-third of the divine weaving, so while feeling the other party's increased strength, the energy on Yang Chengzhi's body fluctuated suddenly, and the soul searching technique was running at full strength.

The old man is a little unbearable, this time the old man himself has a lot of injuries, and Yang Chengzhi's injuries are almost healed, plus Yang Chengzhi is a spiritual cultivator, and his own divine weaving is far stronger than the old man, so the old man can't extract Yang Chengzhi's divine weaving, but Yang Chengzhi in turn began to extract his own divine weaving.

This change frightened the old man, and he couldn't figure out how Yang Chengzhi could pull back the divine weaving he had extracted.

Not far away, the ghost ship hated Leng Sun the most, but no matter how he increased the speed of his practice, the Shenweaving in his mind was rapidly returning to Yang Chengzhi, and in the end, the Shenweaving that originally belonged to him also began to lose to Yang Chengzhi.

At this time, there was a trace of despair in the old man's eyes, and when he felt that half of the divine weaving in his mind flowed into Yang Chengzhi's mind, there was a trace of decisiveness in the old man's eyes.

Sun Qiuke saw that the energy on his body changed again, and the pitch-black energy suddenly changed into purple brown, and Yang Chengzhi, who was absorbing and refining the old man's divine weaving, suddenly felt as if his mind had been hit by a heavy hammer, and a mouthful of blood mist erupted instantly, and then he lost consciousness.

But Yang Chengzhi, who was in a coma, still absorbed the old man's Shenwo, and the old man's eyes finally showed fear because of the loss of Shenwo, and his face was also distorted.

When Yang Chengzhi woke up again, he found that he couldn't remember who he was, and he didn't know how he got here, and the cultivation on his body seemed to be imprisoned, but his mind was in chaos, and from time to time there were scenes that he didn't know at all.

Because he couldn't run the exercises, Yang Chengzhi felt the cold, and walked in one direction of the mountain range, and two days later, because of hunger, Yang Chengzhi finally fainted on a large avenue.

As the golden retriever said, Yang Chengzhi's luck is against the sky, this avenue is a road leading to the mountains, and few people generally enter it in winter, not to mention that this is during the Spring Festival, if it is replaced by someone else, he may freeze to death on this avenue.

But Yang Chengzhi passed out for more than ten minutes, and there was a dilapidated truck in the mountains, and there were a lot of cabinets and beds stacked on the truck, obviously this was a large moving truck.

The big truck stopped more than 10 meters away from Yang Chengzhi, and then got out of the car: an old man in his 70s, dressed plainly, with a face full of years and weather, a young man of 17 or 8 years old, with a simple face and wearing a fur coat peculiar to the villagers, and a middle-aged woman in her 40s, who looked like an ordinary middle-aged woman.

Yang Chengzhi, who was in a coma among the three, a middle-aged woman and a young man turned their heads, "Dad (Grandpa) ......"

Obviously, they don't know how to deal with this matter, if Yang Chengzhi is lying on the side of the road, maybe they will drive over, but now Yang Chengzhi is lying on the road, and they want to go unless Yang Chengzhi moves away or runs over it.

The old man frowned slightly, turned his head to the mountain behind him, sighed, and then took out a shotgun with a purple-red butt from the car door, "You guys get in the car first, if there is any change, rush over immediately"

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"Grandpa, I'll go with you, we're all like this now, they still don't let us go, let's fight with them"

, the young man said in a loud voice, and at the same time his eyes were still on Yang Chengzhi who was lying on the ground.

"Dad, it shouldn't be those people's subordinates, your clothes have become like that, it should be something that happened"

, said the middle-aged woman.

The old man nodded, "Dongmei Xiaowei, you get in the car first, I used to be in such a cold weather, maybe he had already frozen to death"

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After speaking, the old man walked towards Yang Chengzhi with a shotgun, and the next moment he approached Yang Chengzhi, the old man's brows furrowed suddenly, although Yang Chengzhi on the ground was in rags, but it was not a dress that ordinary people could wear.

The old man did not immediately move forward, but said softly: "Young man, young man......"

After a few sounds, Yang Chengzhi didn't have any reaction, the old man gently touched Yang Chengzhi with his gun, Yang Chengzhi let out a few slight moans, and his body squirmed a few times, but he couldn't get up because of hunger.

Chengzhi's actions, the old man was basically sure in his heart that this was not those people, but a young man who had an accident, so the old man walked quickly to Yang Chengzhi's side, put the shotgun in his hand aside, and helped Yang Chengzhi up from the ground.

The old man Cheng Zhi still had a lot of blood on his body, and his heart tightened slightly, but Cheng Zhi's face, the old man shook his head, "Young man, what's wrong with you?"

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After feeling the cold, Yang Chengzhi walked in one direction of the mountain range, and two days later, because of hunger, Yang Chengzhi finally fainted on a road.

Dongmei, a middle-aged woman who had already sat back in the car and was ready to leave at any time, got out of the car again and walked to the old man's side.

The old man turned his head to Xiaowei, "Xiaowei, go get some water"

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After a few mouthfuls of water, Yang Chengzhi licked his lips that had cracked, and hugged his old man blankly, "Grandpa, where is this?"

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The old man's eyes shrank slightly, "Young man, this is Izumo Mountain, where are you from, and how did you get here?"

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