Chapter Eighty-Six: Human Skin
"Rejection?"
Wu Chong found the problem.
But the problem was found, and I didn't know how to proceed next.
In order to solve this trouble, Wu Chong gave the death row prisoner a mouthful of internal force, and through this internal force to ensure his immortality. The internal force is not as good as the demon skill in terms of lethality, and it can't kill the night demon when cultivated, so Wu Chong didn't think about the direction of the internal and external power from the beginning.
In the next period of time, Wu Chong asked Ding Jiu and the second boss You Kuan to send some death row prisoners.
The experiment began to move from empowerment and qualifications to rejection.
There are doctors in this world who have studied similar problems, and Wu Chong also looked through the books left by these doctors. But most of them couldn't be used on his side, and the results of the forced test were all explosions and deaths.
Boom!!
Another explosion.
The death row inmate, who had held out for several days, still failed to hold on and died violently.
"Maybe it's not in the right direction, since fusion will explode, is there any way to keep them from fuse?"
Wu Chong had a flash of inspiration and returned to the cave.
Inside the cave, the last two death row inmates struggled desperately. In the past few days, they have been frightened crazy, watching a group of people who were sent with them to be killed by this guy, and the walls of the cave have turned dark red, which is all stained by human life.
This kind of scene of dead bodies made Wu Chong tremble when they saw it.
There are no corpses left!
"If fusion excludes, what about isolation?"
Wu Chong's gaze fell on the human skin he had just made not long ago.
He drew the human skin.
On it, it carries his breath!
The most important thing is that his current skin painting technique has reached the level of demonic arts, and there is a little demonic aura on it. With this thing, it is completely possible to isolate his demonic power from the internal breath of the death row prisoner, so as to only use the opponent's 'qualifications' foundation, without contact, and indirectly create a balance.
At that time, even if it is really out of control and cannot be suppressed, human skin can become a layer of blockade to save the lives of death row prisoners.
Wu Chong grabbed a human skin and threw it on the last death row inmate.
"Possessed."
This sentence is addressed to human skin.
Wu Chong knew that the 'human skin' of the level 19 of the demon art could hear his voice.
Sure enough, when the human skin fell on the death row inmate, it instantly felt like it was alive, automatically opening its limbs and 'wearing' it on the other party's body little by little against the skin of the death row inmate.
Whining!!
The death row inmate struggled desperately, and this strange thing was completely beyond his knowledge.
It's just that the human skin won't stop, and in the struggle of the death row inmate, the last piece of skin fits to his face. At the moment when the fit was completed, the death row inmate's struggle stopped, and a stranger who was completely different from the death row inmate stood up.
This person's appearance was exactly what Wu Chong 'painted'.
"Master."
The death row inmates who stood up were completely controlled by human skin.
Wu Chong could feel the mind of the death row inmate, he wanted to control his body, but he couldn't do it at all. Now the death row prisoner is like being parasitized, everything is in the hands of the human skin, and everything in the human skin belongs to him, which means that now the death row prisoner has become a puppet in his hands.
After discovering this, a hint of discoloration flashed in Wu Chong's eyes.
This skin painting technique is really a little weird.
But weirdly good!
In an instant, many thoughts arose in Wu Chong's mind, such as the several major forces in White Deer City, as well as the people in Penglai, could they also change their skins......
Night.
The ground-level killer of the Death Pavilion gasped and fled into a small alley.
This prefecture-level killer who has killed countless people is full of panic in his eyes at this time. Just now, he discovered a shocking secret of the Pavilion Master, not only the Pavilion Master, but even the high-level leaders of the Afterlife Pavilion such as the Elder of the Passing Meritorious Service had all been replaced.
After discovering this secret, the prefecture-level killer Dahai escaped from the Afterlife Pavilion as soon as possible and came to this underground stronghold.
He wanted to find the Supreme Elder of the Afterlife Pavilion.
I am afraid that this chaotic situation can only be set right by Elder Taishang come forward.
"Immortals in White Deer City."
"Your Excellency is alive and soulful."
In the dark alley deep in the alley, the sea gently tapped a few times, and the code was right.
"The sea? What are you doing here. ”
A brick was removed, revealing a woman's face inside.
"Something is wrong."
The sea gasped and looked back at the mouth of the alley behind him from time to time.
He didn't know if he had been discovered, so he could only cautiously guard against the people behind him.
"Come in and say."
The woman pulled the sea and hid inside, closing the bricks at the same time. The secret door was quickly closed, and the alley was once again silent. I don't know how long it took, a middle-aged man in a black costume appeared at the mouth of the alley, looking at the direction in which the sea disappeared, and a strange smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face.
"Is Elder Taishang here?"
After entering the door, the sea carefully observed the surroundings and breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure that there were no enemies.
The image he had seen inside the door earlier almost scared him to death.
He couldn't imagine at all how the Afterlife Pavilion, which was the top force in White Deer City, could become like this. What kind of existence is it, dare to plot against their Death Pavilion, and even the Pavilion Master has been planted.
"What the hell is going on?"
Senior Sister Haitang asked with a puzzled expression.
"Pavilion Master, they may be dead."
Recalling the picture he had seen before, the sea said in a deep voice.
When he returned from his mission, he happened to meet the Pavilion Master and they were meeting in the dark room, and he peeked at it in curiosity. At first glance, the souls of the dead were almost frightened, and more than a dozen corpse-like people were lying there in the dark room, and more than a dozen human skins were flying in the wind on the wall next to them.
The weirdest thing is that these skins are still chatting, and their voices are exactly the same as the pavilion masters of the Afterlife Pavilion!
"The Pavilion Master is dead? Are you sure? ”
Senior Sister Haitang looked at the sea, and the expression on her face suddenly became a little strange.
However, the sea was immersed in tension at the moment, and did not notice the change in these details, but only urged nervously.
"Let's wait until we see Elder Taishang."
The sea didn't talk about it, he only believed in Elder Taishang now.
That's a powerhouse without desire.
He didn't believe that anyone could replace even a strong man who had no desire.
"Then you come with me."
Begonia didn't ask, but took the sea across the yard.
As I walked through the sea, I felt something was wrong, and my footsteps stopped.
"This is not the way to the Elder's Secret Room! Where are you taking me? ”
As a killer, it is still at the prefecture level.
The sea is naturally not stupid.
"Aren't you looking for Elder Taishang? Here he is. Begonia turned her head, looked at the sea behind her with a wary face, and reached out to open the door of the room next to her.
Inside the house.
A human skin identical to Elder Taishang was hanging on the wall, fluttering in the wind.
"What do you want to do with this seat?"
The old voice came from inside the house, and the sea was terrifying to listen to.
Because this voice is exactly the same as that of Elder Taishang!