At the moment when Nangong Hao's words came out, under the finger that fell on the fake Nangong Haotian Spirit Cover, the oppression of the Spirit Pattern Realm erupted, spreading around it, setting off smoke and dust, and breaking the branches inch by inch.

The fire light and water droplets that rushed into the fake Nangong Hao's body all carried the full power of the two spirit patterns, without the slightest hand, and the murderous intent was decisive!

Fake Nangong Hao trembled, the aura in his body was not Nangong Hao's opponent at all, and it was gradually eaten away.

He didn't dare to raise his head, but he could feel that Nangong Hao's gaze full of murderous intent could feel the surrounding ...... There was a chill that was extremely cold.

This is the last picture of his life, looking at Nangong Hao, his cold fingers lightly tapped on the top of his head.

The two spirit patterns of water and fire were intertwined, lingering at all the meridians in the fake Nangong Hao's body, stirring mercilessly, squeezing his dantian to powder.

Nangong Hao's spirit pattern was urged to the extreme, and the sea of spiritual energy was churning, constantly slapping on the two spirit patterns, causing the light to flash continuously.

Even the spatial aura was spreading at the same time, making this place completely closed by Nangong Hao, and Nangong Hao's phantom shadow continued to appear.

On the fake Nangong Hao's body, there was suddenly a large area of firelight, mixed with rising water vapor rising into the air, and turned into rain and dew with high temperatures, pouring on him, and the scorching heat on his face struck a heavy blow on the despair in his heart.

Or because of the pain, the mouth sealed by the aura couldn't stop trembling, as if he wanted to scream, but he couldn't do anything, only two lines of blood and tears kept dripping, the horror and regret in his eyes had reached the extreme, the whole person had completely collapsed, and his consciousness was gradually blurred.

After a few breaths, the two auras continued to act recklessly in his body, causing his face to be extremely distorted, and the flesh and blood on his body were gradually stirred and disshaped, sunken into the skin, and the bones clicked and twisted together.

Under the strong squeezing, the fake Nangong Hao can barely distinguish the human form!

Nangong Hao exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the killing intent in his eyes dissipated, but he didn't look at the miserable situation of the fake Nangong Hao anymore, and only slowly moved his fingers away.

If it was normal and could crush the opponent like this, Nangong Hao would definitely be proud, he could talk to himself for a long time, use all the words he could use to praise himself, and let Jingqing evaluate a few words, and then he would stop.

But today, his face is a little heavy, still a little cold, without the happy concept of the past, but a little Yang Yunxi's feeling, a little taciturn, a little cold, and rejecting people thousands of miles away.

I don't know if it was because of murder or other reasons, Nangong Hao just lowered his head and walked slowly in the direction of the village chief.

The moment his fingers were removed, the fake Nangong Hao's inhuman-shaped body instantly exploded into a blood mist, without any warning, it seemed that because he had lost the power of Nangong Hao's spirit pattern, he could no longer withstand such oppression, and instantly dissolved into heaven and earth, and ceased to exist.

But at the last moment, what Nangong Hao didn't notice was that there was still some luck in the depths of the fake Nangong Hao's eyes.

In that place, only bloodstained clothes remained, and there were a few storage bags, a few array cards, and a pile of miscellaneous items all over the place.

There was a small ball of fire in the sky above it, and a few drops of water, there seemed to be a little blood left on it, and it was also contaminated with a strong bloody aura, and after constantly circling, it returned to Nangong Hao's dantian.

"Nangong Hao, you, are you okay?", looking at Nangong Hao's state, Jingqing couldn't help but be a little worried, he could feel that Nangong Hao didn't have any thoughts at the moment, and it was because of this that he was even more worried.

"I'm fine. Nangong Hao's voice was a little deeper, but the simple three words seemed to have changed a person, and he hurriedly helped the village chief up to check whether he had been hurt a little.

The cool breeze blew lightly, coming from the sky, raising Nangong Hao's hair and rolling up the broken branches scattered all over the ground, but there was some blood in the coolness, which made Nangong Hao's back even more solemn.

The silence at this time makes the atmosphere here even more eerie.

This is Nangong Hao's first murder!

He didn't even know the name of the person who was coming......

But the fluctuations in his heart were not so violent, and it could even be said that he was calm, without the slightest ripple.

It is precisely because of the fake Nangong Hao that Nangong Hao seems to have some enlightenment and is more aware of the path he has determined.

The people around you may not always be able to take care of it, maybe sometimes, killing is a necessary choice, on your own road, you can never be stable all the time, maybe you need some blood to alert others.

After confirming that the village chief was in good health, Nangong Hao relieved his heart and breathed a long sigh of relief.

After a moment of silence, the expression on his face stretched slightly, and he smiled again, completely hiding the coldness in his eyes and hiding it deep inside.

"Since the village chief is fine, then I don't think much about it. There are so many good things in this person. Now it's all cheap for me, these can make a fortune! Jingqing, hurry up and help me see, there are some strange things. The corners of Nangong Hao's mouth rose, and the brightness in his eyes was restored, thinking about the strange things that the fake Nangong Hao made, he felt quite happy, and danced with his hands.

Jingqing also flew out of the dantian, turning into a palm-sized child, looking at Nangong Hao at this time, he couldn't help but shake his head, but he also showed a smile, completely without his previous worries, and then went to the pile of debris behind Nangong Hao.

Nangong Hao hurriedly picked up the strange bag next to the village chief and examined it carefully.

The seemingly ordinary bag is similar to the storage bag, but what is even more peculiar is that the space in this bag can accommodate living creatures.

Especially in that bag, in a small space isolated from other places, Nangong Hao found more than a dozen wriggling insect cocoons, vibrant but with a dull dead air, and the two fused together, making these insect cocoons extremely extraordinary.

Nangong Hao felt incredible, and he couldn't imagine what kind of existence this kind of thing was, looking at its breath, it was the same as the life-killing spider trapped by the flower on the other side in the center of his eyebrows.

Thinking about it, this is the extinction spider cultivated by the fake Nangong Hao, which can parasitize the body of others and absorb its vitality, this insect is also a big killer, but it is a pity, Nangong Hao does not know how to cultivate this worm.

"Come here, there's something good!"

Before Nangong Hao could study the cocoon, Jingqing's voice sounded behind him, Nangong Hao's eyes instantly lit up, and he was excited, and he held this strange bag in his arms, as if he had encountered something very good, he didn't have the cold appearance he had before, and he crawled to Jingqing.

"There's a mask here, it's still your appearance!" Jingqing's small body floated up, and he was also a little excited, and when he reached Nangong Hao's shoulder, he pointed to the corner of the pile of miscellaneous things.

Hidden under a few storage bags, in an extremely inconspicuous position, you can see a white mask, as thin as a cicada's wings, and now you can still distinguish the face on it, which is Nangong Hao's face.

Nangong Hao's eyes flashed, and he immediately thought of the scene where the fake Nangong Hao, from Wu Xingyu to his appearance, he thought it was some kind of magic, and when he heard Jingqing say this, it seems that the mask is the reason for the fake Nangong Hao's change of appearance.

"It turned out to be a magic weapon. This thing is a good thing! It can completely change people's appearance, voice, and even the temperament on their bodies can be completely the same. Nangong Hao thought about it, and couldn't help but be a little happy.

Originally, what he was most interested in was the magic of fake Nangong Hao to change his appearance, and he originally thought that fake Nangong Hao was dead, and he might find nothing, but he didn't expect to be found by himself.

"Huh?" Just as Nangong Hao was immersed in his joy, in the pile of miscellaneous things, the mask suddenly had a bloody light entangled, like a living thing, flashed in front of Nangong Hao, and actually galloped towards the sky.

Escape? The mask is resurrected?

Nangong Hao was stunned for a moment, a little incredulous, looking at the blood-colored aura wrapped around it, he actually ...... It's a bit like the aura of fake Nangong Hao!

Suddenly, Nangong Hao's eyes flashed, and he seemed to think of something. After a cold snort, the spatial aura suddenly exploded.

Under the sweep of the aura, his figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he appeared directly in mid-air, and when he reached the side of the mask, he grabbed it and dragged it in front of him.

The water, fire, and spirit patterns glowed, and the two auras instantly wrapped the mask tightly and pulled it in front of him, unable to break free.

In front of him, perhaps because of the suppression of the aura, the mask gradually became transparent, and it was originally Nangong Hao's facial features, but it gradually became smooth, and he couldn't see any faces, as if this was the original appearance of this mask, without any shape, just like a human skin, very soft, and abnormal to the touch.

The blood-colored aura on the mask trembled, and immediately dimmed, and the whole mask trembled in front of Nangong Hao, as if he was afraid.

"I see, I kind of get it...... Tell me honestly, what kind of thing are you!" Nangong Hao glanced at the mask meaningfully, and let out a low sigh, the two spiritual qi gradually increased their strength, winding it tighter, and the fluctuations of the spirit pattern realm that were emitted were even more violent, as if they were going to tear this mask in half directly.

"Senior, senior, spare your life! If you have something to say...... the blood-colored aura on the mask swirled, and gradually changed into a crying face on it, looking extremely sad and terrified.

In Nangong Hao's ears, there was a sound of begging for mercy, constantly wailing in front of Nangong Hao, and a lot of blood and qi rising, forming a villain-like phantom, trembling, and making waves at Nangong Hao.

"Be gracious to the seniors, the juniors know their mistakes, and the juniors know their mistakes!" The crying face on the mask wailed, not daring to be presumptuous at all, the villain's phantom kept begging for mercy, and from time to time glanced at Nangong Hao with his residual eyes, looking at Nangong Hao's complexion was slightly slower, and his heart was even more joyful, and he hurriedly said.

"Thank you for the kindness of your predecessors, the great kindness of your predecessors, and the younger generations will never forget it. The younger generation is named Qianmian, but this mask is enlightened, and this is the true appearance of the younger generation. ”