Drip! Answer!

The Tong Emperor's ears seemed to ring a bell from the world.

A second passes.

It was so cold that the temperature around it dropped by a few degrees.

In an instant, it made Emperor Tong feel like falling into an ice cave, and he was chilled.

The breeze gently blew the broken hair on the forehead of the Tong Emperor.

His pupils constricted, and for the first time in his life, he burst out with such great fear.

I saw that where the white pheasant was standing, there was no longer any figure.

I don't know when.

The snow-white figure was already standing behind the white pheasant, standing in an extremely strange posture, his arm twisted in an exaggerated amplitude, and his little finger was gently hooked on the collar of the Tong Emperor.

"Kill him."

The old demon sneered and ordered softly.

The mark on the neck of the white pheasant is full of purple light.

This moment.

Emperor Tong seemed to see his own death in front of his eyes, lying dying in the ruins, his limbs broken and blood splashing everywhere.

"Don't ......"

Two words, just spoken.

And he disappeared where he was.

A few hundred meters away, a tall building.

Bang!!!

A loud explosion sounded, and smoke and dust rose from the upper floors, as if something had crashed into it.

"Ahhh

Screams, screams, came from afar.

One after another.

This side of the road.

But only the white pheasant and the old demon were left. xь.

The old demon's smile gradually became thicker, and he nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good, white flycatcher."

"You are a perfect blend of this power, rest assured, my mark carries my spiritual power, and it will help you relieve the pain caused by the innocent cells."

"With my help, you will remain rational."

The white bird turned around and looked at him with an extremely indifferent expression.

This is the unique look of the Unsullied Warrior.

The old demon was not only not angry, but his eyes lit up, and he liked his "masterpiece" a little more, and ran to the white flycatcher in two steps, looked him up and down a few times, how to see how satisfied.

"Good! Very good!"

The old demon applauded again and again, and it was not until he had seen the white pheasant that he stood in front of the white pheasant and stretched out his hand.

"Now, can I ask you to join our Medicine God Cult?"

The white bird looked at him coldly, but there was no response.

The old demon frowned, it seemed that the innocent cells were still too powerful, and they were about to devour his original consciousness.

But that's just right.

The simpler his mind is, the easier it will be for him to control him.

In the future, as long as you take him out to kill people and make trouble regularly, and satisfy the destructive desire of the innocent cells, you should be able to turn him into a perfect puppet.

Come to think of it.

The corners of the old demon's mouth curled slightly, and he couldn't wait to activate the power of "mark".

The mark on the back of the white pheasant's neck immediately emitted a purple glow.

His cheeks twitched fiercely, his arm stiffened, and he grabbed the old demon's hand.

"Good."

The old demon smiled with satisfaction, "From today onwards, you are a member of the Medicine God Sect and my servant."

"Then as a nomination for you to join the Medicine God Sect, please ...... Send me all the heads of your companions."

Hear this.

In the eyes of the white pheasant, there was an extremely subtle change.

The old demon didn't notice this, but frowned slightly and bowed his head slightly.

After the order is given.

The white pheasant's hand did not let go, but tightened its grip more and more.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" The old demon looked at him coldly.

The purple sigil shines brighter.

However.

But the white pheasant still didn't let go

hands, but stared intently at the old man in front of him.

Although there is no killing intent.

But at such a close distance, the terrifying aura unique to the Innocent Martial Artist on the white flycatcher alone was enough to make the old demon fearful.

Bean-sized beads of sweat slipped down the old demon's forehead.

He frowned tightly, and wondered if it was the innocent cells that had changed his mark?

Before he could analyze it.

The white pheasant's lips opened slightly, and a cold voice came out.

"Is that what you just said?"

The old demon was stunned, two more drops of sweat slipped down, he trembled in his voice, and said stiffly, "Yes...... yes, what's wrong?"

"How? Boy, you should be feeling good right now, right?"

"This kind of power is something that even I can't bear, only you can accept it, so you have to cherish it, and what you have to do now is ......."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the white pheasant's cold tone.

"I see."

I saw the white bird lower his eyes.

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The white bird did not speak again, but looked at his hands, looked at his chest, looked at his whole body, and then closed his eyes, as if feeling the changes in himself.

The old demon opened his mouth, and the words came to his mouth, but he couldn't say it anyway.

For in the midst of it, a voice told him.

Don't make a noise.

Otherwise, you will die.

Hey......

What's going on......

A surge of anger grew in the old demon's chest.

Obviously, he is the master, and it is clear that this little king is just his own slave.

Why should I be afraid?

His face became gloomy, his anger gradually overshadowed his fear, and he sneered at the white pheasant, secretly activating his methods.

The purple light grew brighter and brighter, until it could even illuminate the streets at night.

It's just that the Innocent Warrior is more difficult to control.

There is nothing to be afraid of!

"Boy."

The old demon looked at him with a sneer.

"Let go!"

The two words are like the words of heaven and man, echoing between heaven and earth.

Within a radius of several hundred meters, the air trembled, birds and beasts froze, and humans unconsciously crawled in the direction of the old demon.

Only the white pheasant didn't react, and his cold eyes still shot straight at the old demon.

This moment.

The old demon flinched.

He noticed that something was wrong.

There is something on the white flycatcher's body, fighting against his mark.

He didn't really take control of the white flycatcher's body at all!

"Let it go...... Let go of my ......."

The old demon took a step back, trying his best to withdraw his hand, but it was as if there was an extremely strong suction, which was firmly sucking his true qi, not just his hand, but his entire body.

This moment.

Fear completely took over the old demon's reason, his pupils shrank sharply, and the look of horror made his face wrinkled.

Click! Click!

Accompanied by the sound of bricks cracking.

The ground on which his feet were stepping on cracked inch by inch, and even a deep pit was concave!

But the bodies of the two did not move at all.