Just as the fat figure flew upside down, a terrible cat meow roared from inside the house.

Whoosh!

A series of voices rang out, and petite figures broke out of the window.

Just as the formic acid sprayed by the little ant was about to cover the fat man who fell to the ground, the cats that had just come out resisted the fat man.

Meow~!

In an instant, the bodies of seven or eight cats melted under the erosion of formic acid.

The screams seemed to cover the crematorium.

In the blink of an eye, there was a pool of blood on the ground!

"Who are you!"

In this short period of time, Xiao Ling didn't have time to attack the fat figure on the ground.

When the cat resisted the formic acid, the fat man rolled into the distance like an ordinary ball of meat.

At this moment, Zheng looked at Zhao Yiran angrily and snorted coldly.

Four-eyed?

That's right, in Zhao Yiran's eyes, the fat figure not far away has four eyes!

"Huh?"

Seeing this situation, Zhao Yiran snorted lightly in his heart, and then looked at the fat figure carefully.

"It's ......"

Looking at the fat man whose facial features had been completely blurred on the round face full of scars, Zhao Yiran hesitated.

Especially the eyes that were divided into two for some unknown reason, as if something was cut off in the middle, Zhao Yiran felt that his back was cold and swishing.

"No wonder the message from the ant mentioned that this was a Faceling.

This man's face burns are so severe!"

Zhao Yiran let out a low sigh in his heart.

Just as the fat man inquired, Zhao Yiran felt a strong mysterious aura on his body.

However, the mysterious aura emanating from this fat man's body, judging from Zhao Yiran's observation, was not original to his body itself.

It's more like it's carrying something that can exude a mysterious aura.

What is it?

Zhao Yiran's gaze kept sweeping over the fat man.

When Zhao Yiran was investigating the fat man, the fat man was also looking at Zhao Yiran.

In the end, the fat man's gaze fell on Xiao Ling in front of Zhao Yiran.

Meow~Meow~!

The hysterical barking of cats could not stop in the house!

The two people who looked at each other outside the house frowned at the same time.

"How many mysterious cats are there on the ground?"

Zhao Yiran glanced at the location of the house and groaned in his heart.

"What was it that attacked me just now?"

The fat man guessed in his heart, and looked in the direction of the house with slightly frightened eyes.

A hysterical cat meow pierced into his heart like a sharp sword.

He knew it was his cat's dying scream!

In just one face-to-face effort, more than a dozen cats died out!

"I don't care who you are, since you're here today, then let your next day be your death day!"

The fat man roared angrily, his tightly clenched fists suddenly stretched, and surging fluctuations came from all directions.

Meow~!

Meow~!

The dense cats show their bodies.

The fat man's face twitched, and he laughed: "Don't worry, if you die, you will be free, and I will let you live in this world in another way!"

Every cat has a strong mysterious aura on its body.

Although the breath that appears on the cat's body is not so strong, it is better than the quantity.

For a while, Zhao Yiran was also quite stressed, but the momentum he showed was not lost at all, and he snorted coldly: "Another way? Is this the reason why you made these cats and made human skin dolls? I'm very curious about what your means are!"

As he spoke, Zhao Yiran took out the blood spirit stone from his watch that he had obtained under the thatched hut at the foot of the Eternal Mountain.

Playing with it in his hand, Zhao Yiran glanced at the fat man.

"Blood Spirit Stone, did you destroy my blood spots, I want to break you into ten thousand pieces!"

The fat man roared.

Just now, he opened the package brought back by the cat in the room, and found that there was no material in it at all, and then he realized that it was a conspiracy.

But before he could do anything, he was controlled by an inexplicable fluctuation until he flew upside down from the house.

As for the young man who appeared in front of him here, he had already guessed that it was the person who wanted to make dolls urgently after contacting the forum before.

It's just that I didn't expect that the young man in front of me was the one who destroyed his Eternal Mountain stronghold last night!

Scold~!

With the angry roar of the fat man, a sound broke through the air.

In an instant, a three-foot-long blade as thin as a cicada's wings appeared in the fat man's hand!

Meow~!

Meow~!

When the fat man raised the blade, the dense cat figures seemed to have received an order, and they all attacked Zhao Yiran.

"Ant, it's now!"

At the moment when the cat's figure leaped up, Zhao Yiran's figure was stunned, and his hands were lined up like mountains and seas of mountains and seas, and four spiritual power light clusters were launched one after another.

Whoosh~!

Two of the four spiritual power light clusters submerged into Xiao Ling's body, and two of them disappeared directly in the air at the door of the house!

Just as this spiritual power light cluster disappeared, the figure of the little ant instantly appeared.

The small ants the size of a basin have tentacles on the top of their heads as thick as arms.

It was trembling violently at the moment.

Crackling arcs flickered in this slightly dimly lit space.

And the countless cat figures that originally jumped up were frozen in the air with the arc flickering on the antennae of the little ant!

Airplanes~!

The little spirit claws with the Nether Flames were as fast as phantoms, constantly scratching at the air!

Bang bang bang~!

With Xiao Ling's movements, a sound of blood mist exploded directly in the air.

All this happened when Zhao Yiran had just fallen less than half a breath!

Just when Zhao Yiran thought that the fat man holding the big blade was also controlled by the fluctuations generated by the tentacles of the little ant, something unexpected happened to Zhao Yiran!

When he raised his eyes, a dazzling blue light flashed.

"Xiaoling, be careful!"

At the moment when this dazzling light appeared, Zhao Yiran reacted instantly.

When reminding Xiao Ling, he raised one hand above his head, and when the palm disc rotated, a tortoiseshell pattern floated, and then dissipated in an instant.

Rumble~!

Before Zhao Yiran could withdraw his palm, a deafening sound came out.

This sound came from the body of the little spirit.

The quaint battle armor that had just condensed on Xiao Ling's body was instantly shredded by the fat man's blade that reflected the light of the blue flames on Xiao Ling's body, which was as thin as a cicada's wings.

The loud sound was the sound of the shattering of the ancient armor!

This situation is the first time Zhao Yiran has seen it!

How strong is it to be able to smash the protection of the armor technique with one blow?

How sharp can it be to resist the fluctuations of the Spirit Beast Cultivation Technique?

"Not good!"

Zhao Yiran, who was shocked by this situation, didn't have time to react, but his pupils shrank.

Because the blade that had shredded the armor technique did not stop, but slashed towards Xiao Ling's body!