"Master, don't skin me, okay?" Wu Yan lay on the ground, his head drooping and pleading, while secretly lucky.

A stack of inches!

Two-fold inches!

...

Nine stacks of inches!

"Boom!"

The power was stacked layer by layer, and it continued to increase, and when it reached the ninth layer, it had already converged from a trickle into a whale swallowing torrent, rushing towards several points in the body.

The hole roared, fierce as thunder.

However, it did not work.

The whole body was still as stiff as a corpse, and it didn't move at all.

"Little cub, don't work in vain, it's not like you haven't tasted Lao Tzu's hoop spirit technique, don't talk about nine stacks of inch strength, even if it's nine stacks of explosive strength and nine stacks of melting strength, don't even think about breaking free!"

A wilted and withered old man was squinting at Wu Yan with eagle-like eyes, like a prodigal man who had been banned for ten years looking at a sexy and naked beauty.

Wu Yan was silent and continued to grit his teeth.

"Hoo ......"

The wilted old man exhaled softly and blew into a shiny knife in his hand.

"Whew-Whew...... Whew-whew......"

Suddenly, the cries became one large and one small, one after the other, like an echo in a deep valley.

But it's just a very small cave, and there's no chance of an echo.

This is, blowing, staccato!

This seemingly ordinary knife is far sharper than the so-called "blowing and breaking hair" divine weapon knife, and the sound passes through the blade, is cut in half, and becomes two calls of different lengths, which are constantly vibrating, and then forming an echo.

"Damn, the wilted old man is really going to do it!"

Wu Yan's heart sank.

He peeked several times that the wilted old man used this knife to dissect the corpses of his senior brothers, and before he started, he had to blow it like this.

"Master, there are still dozens of corpses in the cellar, do you always skin them first, and then peel mine?" Wu Yan's face turned extremely pale, gritting his teeth and squeezing out a smile.

It's a pity that this smile is too reluctant, and it is even more ugly than crying.

The old man glanced at Wu Yan and snorted in a deep voice: "Little cub, how many times have I told you, don't call me master! I'll help you quench your body and pass on your charms, so that your family's abandoned son will be proud for three whole years, and you will have to pay for it. Now, it's time for you to pay the price to close the deal!"

"You don't want me to call you master because you're afraid that you won't be able to do it, right? This shows that you still have a good conscience. In the future, I will definitely honor your old man! If you have any grievances, I swear in vain that I will avenge you!" Wu Yan stared at the wilted old man's face, and he was warm.

"Chatter!"

The corners of the old man's mouth cracked, and he squeezed out a terrible and strange laugh, shook his head and sighed: "Wu Yan, do you know how much time it took me and how hard it took me to find your body, which can withstand my Mixed Yuan Casting Dafa? Let me tell you, it took me 90,000 years! Ninety thousand years! With just a third-order body disciple, you can forge a body twenty-seven and not die, such a perfect body, do you think I will give up?"

Snatch away!

God, it's a snatch!

Wu Yan was suddenly shocked in his heart, it turned out that the old man had carefully cultivated himself for three or three years, in order to be able to take away his body today!

But do you need a knife to take it?

As if seeing Wu Yan's doubts, the old man squinted his eyes and smiled: "Don't worry, I won't skin you, your body will belong to me soon, this is my own skin, how can I be willing to peel it?

After speaking, the knife in the old man's right hand stabbed the back of his left hand, slashed horizontally and vertically a few times, and gently peeled off, peeling off the skin of the entire palm.

Thin as cicada wings, shocking.

The flesh and blood on the back of his hand were blurred, and the bones were craggy, but the wilted old man was extremely excited, and he didn't seem to feel any pain at all. The knife in his hand fell like a fly, cutting his palm quickly, like a dedicated cook concentrating on peeling fish scales.

This scene reminds Wu Yan of his favorite novel before crossing over, and the Tanhualang in the book is probably like this, using a sharp flying knife to carefully carve the statue of his beloved girl......

The old man's knife rose and fell, and soon the flesh and bones of the entire palm were stripped away, leaving only countless slender nerve endings.

"See, how dense and complicated the nerves on this body are! This is what I have only earned after five thousand years of hard practice of the Soul Changing Heavenly Skill, how can I be willing to give it up? Later, I will integrate these five thousand years of nerves into your body, oh no, it is my body, and I will be able to have divine thoughts immediately!

The old man smiled and waved his palm, causing the nerve endings above to dance like countless octopuses, proudly showing Wu Yan.

Wu Yan snorted and continued to struggle, but he knew very well in his heart that this was in vain, and when the old man's knife stopped, it was the moment of his death!

Time slipped away moment by minute, and the wilting old man cut his left hand, then his legs, then his abdomen, waist, neck, and head...... In the end, he used the nerve endings of his left hand to hold the knife, and his right hand was also cut off, and all the flesh and bones of the entire body were stripped away, leaving only a pure nerve body.

"Chatter! The perfect body of the twenty-seven forging body is mine!" the neural body sneered and rushed towards Wu Yan.

Countless slender nerves pierced Wu Yan's body, and the flesh and blood on Wu Yan's body seemed to be stung by countless poisonous insects, and the pain was really difficult to describe in words.

Even Wu Yan, who had endured countless painful and unbearable body quenching tortures by the wilted old man in the past three years, and had extremely strong pain tolerance, almost couldn't stand it.

The old man's soul had also invaded the depths of Wu Yan's soul sea, opening his bloody mouth and constantly devouring Wu Yan's soul.

Wu Yan's memories kept disappearing, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

His thoughts gradually drifted back to the distant blue planet, family, relatives, classmates, friends, you are fine, I will come back to see you soon! Has Evergrande won the seventh consecutive championship of the Chinese Super League? What is the result of the dispute between China and India in the Doklam area? The box office of "Wolf Warrior 2" has broken 6 billion, right? Are the readers at the starting point still so happy to give rewards and recommend every day and keep commenting? Also, after so long, the shared bicycle hidden at home for private use should not be discovered......

Under the devouring of the wilted old man, Wu Yan's divine soul became smaller and smaller, and finally only a small mass remained, which could be completely swallowed with just one more bite.

At this time, the old man stopped and sighed: "Okay, for the sake of your filial piety to me in the past three years, I will let you die to understand." ”

A bright blue ball of light flew out from the depths of the wilted old man's soul.

Through the blue light, it was faintly visible that it was wrapped in an oval-shaped blue seed.

The seed is like a living creature, pulsating without ceasing.

"At the beginning, because of this 'Heart of the Universe', I was besieged by wicked people, and I was forced to use the Soul Splitting Dafa to split my soul into countless fragments, and I was lucky enough to escape. For millions of years, I have been pondering and finally figuring out the secret of the 'Heart of the Universe'. With it, you will be able to comprehend the ten thousand laws of the world at a glance, and you can also benefit others through sharing, and obtain the miraculous power of sharing, and quickly improve your cultivation! However, the power of sharing is too strong for ordinary bodies to withstand at all! I searched for 90,000 years before I found your barely qualified body. In order to avenge my blood and hatred, I have to be sorry for you! If you want to blame, blame your body for being too perfect. ”

The wilted old man's voice became extremely cold: "Now, you can die!"

After speaking, the old man swallowed Wu Yan's last group of divine souls in one gulp!