There was already a gap in the strength of the two, but Wang Zhiping still attacked behind unexpectedly, and Cao Shao was knocked unconscious.

When he woke up again, he found that he was hanging upside down in this secret room, sitting in front of him and sneaking up on Wang Zhiping, who knocked him unconscious.

"Senior brother, why did you attack me?"

Wang Zhiping leaned forward, his usually honest and honest face was gloomy and terrifying, and he let out a strange laugh.

"Because I need to use you to practice!"

"Practice?!"

Hearing this, Cao Shao was shocked, his face suddenly became terrified, and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes.

There are exercises in the world that are called magic skills, because they need to suck human blood and eat people's hearts to practice.

"Senior brother, listen to me, the magic has harmed countless people, you must not fall into the devil's path because of a thought, and there will be no recovery. ”

Cao Shao shouted in panic.

Under normal circumstances, he didn't care whether Wang Zhiping practiced magic skills, but at this time, his life was at stake, so of course he had to persuade Wang Zhiping to give up magic skills and give up the idea of practicing with him.

Wang Zhiping let out a strange laugh, and the laughter echoed in the small and dark secret room, making people shudder.

"Who told you that I practiced magic skills......

"I'm still practicing the same Aoki Tsukushi as you. ”

Cao Shao was even more puzzled, where did Aoki need to use a living person to practice!

"Presumably Master gave you two Blood Clotting Pills some time ago...... Wang Zhiping sneered: "In my eyes, you are a Blood Clotting Pill!"

He slowly stood up with a sharp knife in his hand, as if he was about to slaughter a butcher of pigs and sheep, and walked towards Cao Shao.

Cao Shao was hung upside down, and when he saw Wang Zhiping walking towards him with a knife, his face was distorted and his expression was extremely frightened, and he struggled desperately and shook so that the iron chain rattled.

"Senior brother, I'm your junior brother, you can't kill me! Master, he won't let you go!"

Wang Zhiping's expression was hideous, his eyes looked at Cao Shao with resentment, grabbed him, and raised the sharp knife in his hand.

"When did you really become your senior brother, who would know if I killed you!"

"Suffer death!"

In the past, when Cao Shao saw him, he always bowed his hand and called him senior brother, but Wang Zhiping saw Cao Shao bow his head more than once, and his eyes flashed with contempt for him.

Every time, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

To this day, there is no need to suppress anything!

"Senior brother, big ......" Cao Shao's frightened cry came to an abrupt end, replaced by a terrible scream.

The sharp knife stabbed into Cao Shao's chest, brutally ripping open his heart.

Blood gushed down Cao Shao's shoulders to the ground, staining the ground with a thick layer of dried and blackened blood stains again, and the scene was cruel and terrifying.

A bright red and hideous hand took out a dark red heart from the chest of Cao Shao's corpse.

Wang Zhiping looked at the heart in his hand, a sickly flush appeared on his face, turned around and took out a bowl, slashed Cao Shao's heart a few times, squeezed out all the blood, and squeezed it into the bowl.

Throwing his shriveled heart aside, Wang Zhiping held a porcelain bowl full of dark red blood in both hands, looked at the blood in the bowl with a greedy expression and swallowed his saliva, looking like a drinker who was addicted to alcohol and held a bowl of peerless wine.

He couldn't wait and carefully drank the dark red blood from the bowl.

Feeling the rapidly growing blood qi in his body, Wang Zhiping's face distorted, and a thick greed and bloodlust appeared in his eyes, and he let out bursts of suppressed strange laughter, like a demon crawling out of hell.

"Using a powerful martial artist as a medicine guide is really a hundred times better than ordinary people!"

At first, he used ordinary people to practice medicine, but his entry was slow, and then he set his sights on the martial artists and captured a few martial artists to use them as medicine guides, but because the strength of those martial artists was low, it was not of great benefit to him in practice.

He gradually came up with the idea of using a more powerful martial artist as a medicine induction.

But a powerful warrior is not easy to capture, and if he is not careful, he is in danger of revealing his identity.

So Wang Zhiping set his sights on Cao Shao.

He has long been disliked by Cao Shao, and Cao Shao will not be defensive against him, and it is easy to succeed.

After Cao Shao disappeared, because of his identity, no one would suspect that he did it.

The night before Chen Mao left the martial arts hall to help Guan Hao deal with Feiyun Village, that is, the night before yesterday.

He made a move on Cao Shao, and things went unexpectedly smoothly, and with almost no effort, he tasted the bowl of heart-to-heart soup just now that was even more powerful than the Blood Coagulation Pill.

Wang Zhiping felt the surging qi and blood in his body, and he couldn't wait to go outside the secret room with an excited expression, wanting to seize the time to run Aoki's refining medicinal power, strengthen his qi and blood, and enhance his strength.

With the sound of a machine, the dark and narrow secret room filled with the smell of blood became empty.

Cao Shao's corpse, which was hanging upside down, was silent.

Suddenly, an illusory figure slipped from Cao Shao's corpse, falling to the ground as if it had no weight.

Cao Shao woke up again and found that this time he was not restrained, but he still felt very weak, the difference was that last time he was physically abnormal, and this time he didn't even have a body.

"My body ?......"

Cao Shao looked at his illusory hands in horror.

"I've become a ghost!"

"But how can I have a sane ......?"

Cao Shao muttered distractedly.

He had heard some things about Yin ghosts, and he had deliberately learned about them because he was more mysterious.

When the Yin Ghost was first born, it was muddy and unsane, except for a kind of Yin Ghost, the Heavenly Yin Ghost!

The Heavenly Yin Ghost, which is equivalent to the descendant of the Martial Saint in the Yin Ghost, regained his sanity when he was born, absorbing the same Yin Qi but increasing his strength several times more than that of ordinary Yin Ghosts.

Cao Shao's expression was ecstatic, and he began to verify his conjecture and absorb the yin qi in the secret room.

After he turned into a yin ghost, he could feel that there was a thick yin qi in this small secret room.

Wang Zhiping killed nearly 100 people in this secret room, and although some of the accumulated yin qi dissipated, it was still very considerable.

The thick yin qi seemed to be attracted by something, surrounding Cao Shao's ghost body, forming a vortex funnel.

Cao Shao quickly absorbed the yin qi, and the ghost body was condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He looked hideous and let out a sharp maniacal laugh.

"I, Cao Shao, am not only a descendant of the Martial Saint whose bloodline has recovered when I am alive, but I have also become a Heavenly Yin Ghost after I die!"

Cao Shao turned his head to look at his corpse that had been stripped of his heart, and the shriveled heart that was thrown aside by Wang Zhiping as garbage.

His face was distorted, his expression was hideous, and there was a deep hatred in his eyes.

"Wang Zhiping, I treat you as a senior brother, and you actually attacked me and practiced magic skills with me!"

"I will avenge this revenge sooner or later, and I will take revenge on you a hundredfold and a thousandfold!"

"And Zhang Xing, even if your Martial Saint bloodline is richer than mine, I am now a Tianyin ghost, a Tianyin ghost who can quickly soar as long as he absorbs the strength of Yin Qi!

"Hahaha......"