The speed of light, unmatched.

Unless there is an unknown prophet, he will not be attacked by it.

Hong Yingyang didn't have such an opportunity.

The confrontation between the treacherous was so fierce that he was immediately paralyzed.

At the same time, the long Tang horizontal knife attacked, and even the people with their clothes cracked in half.

Li Yu was already an experienced alien at this time, and when he encountered an opponent, he would never crack horizontally, and he would never crack sideways if he could crack vertically, and he would shake the eggs in the treacherous domain, pour fire oil on the ant hole, and the corpse would not be shocked when he spoke to his face.

With such a good opportunity to make a move, of course, it will not give the enemy a chance to live.

Unlike ordinary people, he also deliberately went according to the weaknesses that he had seen with his eyes of the truth.

Li Yu actually doesn't know the details of this Hong Yingyang, but no matter what strange treasures or tricks, he is not confused under the eyes of the law.

Most of the inhumans' treacherous figures take on the form of mist-churning on the surface of their bodies, like a gauze draped over their bodies.

Even if it is an extraordinary body, it is only partially integrated into the flesh and blood.

One cut and one accurate.

Sure enough, under the crackling of Tang Hengdao's slash, the opponent's entire body was cut open by a sharp edge like a bamboo, and it was split in half.

All the vitality, the life, and more importantly, the treacherous power were scattered all over the ground.

"Good...... Fast! ”

Hong Yingyang had time to leave a hateful word, and he was no longer alive.

At this moment, Li Yu clearly saw that a ray of light was like a ghost, fluttering towards the distance.

It has features that are difficult to see in the flesh of a mortal womb, and it is trying to blend in with the clay people.

As everyone knows, all of this is hidden under Li Yu's eyes.

"Inhuman (Hong Yingyang) (Soul Form)"

"The alien who controls the original clay pottery figure has the ability to leave the body of the soul"

Seeing his form, Li Yu couldn't help but think of what Yang Yu had always dreamed of.

It also seems to have something to do with the soul and body, the ability to take away others. Find a new body for your own use.

The only concern is that this kind of stuff has a serious price to pay, and it needs to be sustained by constantly plundering the lives of others.

In addition, it is not so easy to achieve a state where you can change at will.

It still has to be matched with a series of conditions and rituals.

Otherwise, Hong Yingyang would have already used it, and he didn't have to wait until the oil ran out to dry up before doing so.

Moreover, Li Yu's eyes followed the direction he fled, and he saw a clay pottery man swaying over.

Hong Yingyang was in a state of soul detachment, and he didn't seem to notice it, but just rushed over according to instinct.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Mang submerged into the other party's body, and a strange fusion occurred.

Li Yu saw that the clay pottery man suddenly shook without warning, and the joints cracked violently, and pieces of mud fell straight out.

It was only a moment's effort, and the clay man hidden in the depths of the mist was like he had not mastered the heat when firing, and was full of tortoiseshell-like cracks.

And after Hong Yingyang's soul was submerged in the other party's body, it was directly lifeless.

Li Yu saw that a pale fire appeared above the other party's head, which seemed to be a word, and it was erratic.

"Inhuman (Hong...... ）』

I can't see it very clearly in the back.

"He's losing his soul and memory?"

Li Yu was surprised.

"Inhuman (Hong Ying...... Peak)'

“！”

Li Yu was shocked.

"How so?"

Suddenly, what did he realize?

Hong is Hong Yingyang's Hong!

The peak is the peak of Weihu Peak!

The treachery and spirit in them are merging!

"I see, is this the nature of man?"

Li Yu suddenly brightened up, and thought of many things.

But it's too late, and the other party's fusion has been completed for the most part.

Eventually, the erratic handwriting on the top of his head gradually stabilized.

"Honghufeng ......"

This strange fusion method at first glance ruthlessly reveals the essence of a human being, that is, human beings are actually kneaded by the "soil" of this world, and there is no difference between them and treacherous puzzles!

If we put aside the context of the treacherous world, compare it to flesh and blood cells, to molecules, atoms......

The truth is actually the same.

Human beings observe the world, but they also passively accept the world.

Eat, excrete.

Everything is happening, and everything is changing.

Unconsciously, the substance is replaced, and it gradually grows from an embryonic cell to a fetus, a baby, a child, and a teenager.

The whole process of birth, old age, sickness and death follows this process of exchange and integration.

There are some deformities, which are not glued well in this process, which can also be understood as the puzzle pieces are out of order.

This ghost valley contains the mystery of life and death, and it is also the junction between matter and spirit, so Li Yu spied a part of the true meaning of the world with the help of the Eye of the Truth.

His eyes widened as if he were looking into the endless truths of the world.

This feeling was only felt when I saw the fire demon's puzzle reassemble last time, but even the fire demon did not involve any mystery of flesh and soul.

What it shows is nothing more than a change in the power of treachery itself.

When the monster had already fused and formed, and the clay pottery man rushed over with a bit of drunken swaying, Li Yu woke up like a dream and cracked it with a knife.

Unsurprisingly, the white mangs flew by, and then burrowed into the body of a clay man in the distance.

At this time, Hong Yingyang obviously became weaker, and the spiritual will he possessed was hidden somewhere, turning into a pale fire of the word "Hong".

Even in the process, some of the power escaped, causing the other clay people to contaminate his spirit.

So Li saw the fire rising above the heads of the clay men, like candles being lit.

"People die as ghosts, ghosts die as deaf, deaf death as hope, and hope dies as ......"

Li Yu's scalp was numb, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered a sentence he had seen from the classics before.

He suddenly realized that Hong Yingyang in this form was actually immortal.

He had already connected his life with his spirit and the thousands of clay people, no wonder after he was cracked by himself, the realm of treachery did not immediately close or disappear, and even the movements of those clay people were not greatly affected.

All the clay people here are him, and he is all the clay people too!

However, it is not Li Yu's style to retreat in such a difficult way, he thought about it, and with the treacherous strength of the injury, he could still support a few points, and rushed forward.

Xiao Qingyi's right arm sensed his intention, picked up the long knife, turned it like a roar, and cut down more than a dozen clay people in one fell swoop.

The next moment, he rushed into more enemies, slashing and slaying down hundreds of clay men.

It wasn't until he used his voyeuristic eye to determine that those white mangs had been stirred to pieces, and Hong Yingyang's three words had completely ceased to exist, that he quickly put away his treacherous domain, and before that, he pierced this ghost valley and escaped from it.

Before leaving, he caught a glimpse of something that seemed to be shining in the large pile of scattered dirt, and it looked like a rather extraordinary treasure, so he scooped it up and took it out.