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Magatayu was spinning, connecting into a phantom, and Qin Hao's gaze was like a knife piercing through the fat flesh and skin, all the way to the center of his eyebrows.

At that point, a scarlet seed was beating at a regular pace, with a slow frequency and a weak amplitude, which was really a dying picture.

"The Core of the Condensation Seed!"

Qin Hao said silently in his heart: "I didn't expect this kind of demon to not die, but to re-condensate, if I hadn't found it, maybe one day it would be able to bloom again and form a demon, but... Now, since I found out, I have to cheapen me Qin Hao. ”

"With it, my progress is more than 10 times faster!"

Qin Hao's heart was hot, so his eyes became more and more hot when he looked at Zhang Lang, and 。。。。。

Cold!

"Is he still conscious?" Qin Hao's face was grim, his eyes were full of fierce light, and as soon as his fingers were raised, his fingertips gently pressed against the center of Zhang Lang's eyebrows.

"Completely asleep!"

Zhang Lang's tone was also indifferent, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, and his face was calm and palpitating.

But Qin Hao didn't think there was anything strange, this was the side effect of "blood refining", the stronger the will to resist at the beginning, once the person was completely restrained in the end, then the will and emotions that originally belonged to him would be deprived of more, and in the end, there would be less part of human emotions left in life.

The brief, secretive-like dialogue was difficult for others to understand, but Qin Hao grinned: "Very good!" ”

The voice was cold and indifferent, like the cold wind oozing out of the Nine Shadows, cold and piercing, without a trace of heat.

Poof!

Blood splattered everywhere, and hot blood dripped down.

Zhang Lang snorted painfully, clutched his palms tightly, and half-knelt on the ground, trembling all over, obviously suffering some kind of heart-rending pain.

"Ahh

Zhang Lang's face was hideous, his head was tilted, the green tendons on his forehead were bursting up, and a cold finger was inserted straight into his eyebrows, as if he was going to stir his skull off, and the blood flowed down his fingers on his face, gradually filling up the two empty ****, looking as hideous as a ghost.

When the seeds are rooted in the ground, the roots can spread terrifyingly, not to mention the feeling of being torn inside the skull, it is no exaggeration to say that it is ten times as much as someone brutally tearing your limbs alive.

Qin Hao frowned, the sand on his arm suddenly fell off, and it quickly gathered on the ground, like an oblique pillar, with a ring at the top, which wrapped Zhang Lang's neck violently and fixed it tightly, making his head unable to move even a little.

It was like being fixed on the operating table bracket, Zhang Lang raised his head, saliva flowed out of his mouth, and his face was full of blood, but the body below was trembling uncontrollably, swinging, his palms had been scratched by himself, and the sound of skin scraping on the ground was unstoppable.

Listening to that voice, the pupils of Hinata and the others also trembled, and they felt that there were cat's paws scratching the tip of their hearts, and they couldn't help but hair.

There is a strong toxicity on the phalanx, so Qin Hao didn't pop out the phalange, but just used his flesh finger raw, and the sharp nail pierced Zhang Lang's eyebrows, hooking inside, holding a seed the size of a thumb nail.

With a slight hook of his fingers, he clamped the seeds like steel tongs, and then, Qin Hao's fingertips rotated slightly, and some ****, blood vessels, and bones could be touched around, these are not important, the important thing is that there are very thin silk threads in those positions, which are stuck to them like spider silk.

"Seed silk!"

Two words flashed in Qin Hao's mind, and his movements paused slightly, becoming more and more sure in his heart that if he didn't find it today, that kind of demon might really be resurrected, of course, when the time comes, whether he will merge with Zhang Lang or simply break Zhang Lang's body and grow, he can't be sure.

Theoretically possible, in practice, he didn't care at all.

The sound of squirming suddenly sounded in the silent night, coming out of Zhang Lang's skull, and if someone could see through at this time, they would be able to see that the finger that was inserted one centimeter in the center of Zhang Lang's eyebrows turned strangely black, and something was squirming on it.

Like a precise operation, the Black Yao Parasite followed Qin Hao's will, crawling slowly along the spider silk, inch by inch, and then devouring the seed silk inch by inch.

The silk is very tough, so the process is also unexpectedly long, Zhang Lang knelt on the ground, already dyed into a bloody person, and the sound of spasms and trembling all over his body was vaguely replaced by another voice in his body, coming from all over his body.

Hinata's face was a little pale, and he could see countless black insects crawling in Zhang Lang's body, frantically eating something, and that scene was like building a hive in the other party's body, and treating Zhang Lang as food.

So, he looked at Qin Hao's indifferent cheeks, and his eyes were even more awe-inspiring, as well as a kind of crazy worship, just as he was in awe and worship Hinata Ningci.

Qin Hao's eyes stared at Zhang Lang's eyes without blinking, the inside was filled with blood, a deep red, and the red was red, and the two golden lights were getting fainter and fainter。。。。。

Suddenly, the next moment the golden light disappeared completely!

Zhang Lang's body shook suddenly, letting out a terrible howl, and there was a sound like a baby crying.

The voice came and went even faster, and after a breath, it stopped abruptly, Zhang Lang was like the sand lock on his neck was untied, and it was wrapped back around Qin Hao's arm, bringing a layer of blood to his arm.

Zhang Lang gasped for breath, his body was weak, and he knelt on the ground, there was a finger hole in the center of his eyebrows, and a black insect flew out of it, forming a black river and rushing towards Qin Hao, as soon as it touched his cheek, it seemed to form a black mask, squirming, and quickly dissolved into his body.

Qin Hao's expression was blank, his eyes were shining with a secluded light, he raised his hand, holding a finger flat, there was a red and brilliant seed on it, and the surface of the seed had countless strange textures and veins, mysterious and complex, as if there was a nascent universe hidden in layers.

"Hey, hey!" Qin Hao laughed excitedly, and then, he looked at Zhang Lang, who was extremely weak, and after muttering for three seconds, he gently patted his palm on the other party's shoulder, and said seriously: "Since you have brought a great gift to this sect, then, this sect should not be too stingy." ”

As soon as the palm of his hand was flipped, two scarlet writing wheel eyes appeared in the palm of his hand.