Song Jiawu and Song Jiawen, two brothers and sisters, staggered up from the ground.

When he opened his mouth, sticky saliva came out of his sharp teeth and dripped to the ground.

Their eyes were red, their skin was beginning to turn black, and the hair on their bodies was growing rapidly at a visible rate, covering their bodies like two fine-haired monkeys with long hands and feet.

Where else can you see the characteristics of human beings.

Su Heng's face turned cold.

Bang!

He waved his hand.

The surging strength turned into a black wave, and the head was patted down.

After turning into a bloody corpse, the strength of the brother and sister has increased slightly, but the gap between them and Su Heng is still too big.

Bang bang!

The heads of the two exploded.

The headless corpse shook twice and collapsed to the ground, its limbs still spasming.

"This person was still saying just now that Taipingzhuang had nothing to do with the Moon Worship Cult, but the next moment he turned into a bloody corpse." Su Heng thought of the conversation between the two just now, and felt a chill in his heart.

If Song Jiawu hadn't lied.

Then it means that when Song Jiawu and Song Jiawen were transformed into blood corpses, they didn't even notice it.

And Song Ci...

Su Heng could probably guess that there was a close connection between Song Ci and the Moon Worship Cult.

But such a connection is that Song Ci himself is secretly cooperating with the Moon Worship Cult for various reasons.

Or is it that unconsciously, Song Ci has been secretly dropped.

If it's the former conjecture, it's fine, but if the truth of the matter is the second, then the ability of the Moon Cult is really a bit unbelievable.

"No matter what, Song Ci will die tonight!"

Su Heng's face became colder.

He clenched his fists, and the strength in his body exploded.

Suddenly.

The Yanwu Hall, which had already been hit hard, collapsed in an instant, and in the billowing smoke and dust, Su Heng's tall figure disappeared.

……

Koizumi Mountain.

In a canyon on the outskirts, you can hear the sound of rushing water.

Song Ci, also known as the Blood Sea Man of the Lunatic Cult, was standing on a raised mountain rock at this time, looking out at the gurgling river below.

"Those blood essences disappeared here?"

"As it should be."

The man in black standing beside Song Ci spoke.

This person looks like he is in his thirties, his face is stiff, there is no expression at all during the conversation, and his voice does not fluctuate, like a dead corpse, giving people a cold and strange feeling.

The man was holding an arm-thick bamboo tube in his hand.

In the bamboo tube, some black insects the size of rice grains are burrowing around, making a subtle buzzing sound.

Two black nematodes flew out and were suspended in mid-air, refusing to leave for a long time.

"The wooden box where the blood essence is stored has a very special incense stick on it, which can last for several months. As soon as I get closer, the black nematode in my hand will react. The man in black said: "When the time comes, as long as you follow the clues provided by the black nematode, you can find out who is behind the scenes." ”

"Not bad."

Hear that.

Song Ci clapped his hands, a satisfied smile on his face.

"If you succeed in catching the murderer, when this matter is over, I will definitely ask the Demon Lord for a reward."

"Then thank you to the Blood Sea people first."

The man in black was neither humble nor silent, just talking.

This person seemed to have noticed something nearby, and on his silent face, he could actually see his brows frowning slightly.

"Huh?"

Song Ci's gaze stayed on the man in black.

This man in black is also known as a hunting dog, although his strength is generally just an ordinary martial artist.

But there is something unique.

Its perception is extremely keen, its sense of smell, sight, and hearing is far beyond that of ordinary people, and its mind is delicate, and it can find clues that are easy to be ignored through some clues. In the past, the Holy Religion has played a key role in several actions, and it is very famous among the Holy Religion.

Even a veteran oven martial artist like Song Ci treated him politely when he saw this person.

Song Ci raised his eyebrows and hurriedly asked, "But what did you find?" ”

"Footprints."

The man in black took two steps forward and crouched on the ground.

In front of it, under the thick dust covered in the ground, there were tiny cracks.

"These cracks are not naturally formed, but are caused by the recoil force acting on the ground when the warrior jumps." The hound pondered for a moment and continued, "The stones near this cliff are all hard black stones. It's not easy to leave a mark on it... It can be roughly judged that this person must be extremely tall and extremely heavy. ”

The hound is not sure whether these clues are related to the mastermind that Song Ci wants to find.

Just tell your own guesses in every detail.

But the expression on Song Ci's face gradually became a little strange, and he thought that earlier today, he had a short fight with Su Heng.

Su Heng's strength is not weak, but what really impresses Song Ci is the other party's body and weight as strong as a steel boulder. With that kind of weight, it can even force the force acting on its body to crash and disperse.

This is combined with the information provided by the hound.

In a flash.

As if a bright light flashed in his mind, Song Ci felt that he had grasped the truth of the matter.

The depression that had accumulated in my heart for many days suddenly dispersed, and Song Cilang laughed loudly: "I think I have roughly guessed who is behind the scenes, but whether it is specific or not, I still need an adult to accompany me on a trip." ”

The hound said respectfully: "Since it was personally invited by the people of Yunhai, then I naturally have no reason to refuse." ”

"Without further ado, then we'll now..."

Hiss!

Song Ci's words didn't have time to finish.

A tall figure descended from the sky in an instant like a falcon swooping down for food.

Bang!

In the whistling and piercing sound of breaking the air.

The big palm shrouded in the slightest twisted smoke pressed down.

Song Ci's complexion fused, and the strength on his body was like a river converging, rising into the air, and slamming upward.

Click!

The cracks under the feet spread in an instant, and the ground settled.

The dust was swept up by the strong wind and spread outward like a tidal wave, and the surrounding trees made a whistling and swaying sound.

"Who are you!?"

Song Ci raised his head and saw the cloak behind Su Heng stretched out, blocking the moonlight.

Under the cold mask, the two scarlet heavy pupils trembled slightly in the pure black eye sockets, like ancient demons who chose people to devour.

"Real water!"

The already extremely powerful power doubled and exploded again.

It was as if a grenade detonated in the middle of the two, and the terrifying force exploded.

Su Heng rolled over and landed on the ground in mid-air, casually reaching forward and grabbing it, the black-robed hound couldn't dodge, and watched as the huge palm quickly enlarged in his field of vision, until it covered everything.

Click!

Fingers strain slightly.

It's just an ordinary martial artist's hound, and it doesn't have any resistance in Su Heng's hands.

The big head exploded like a rotten tomato, and among the red, white and white brains, there were actually some centipede-like black insects that drilled out and were pinched to death by Su Heng.

Laugh at!

On the other side.

Song Ci was repelled by Su Heng, and his legs were firmly sunk into the rocks.

After leaving two slender scratches on the cliff, the terrifying palm force just now was removed.

"Hey!?"

Blood overflowed from the corners of Song Ci's mouth, but when he raised his head, when he saw Su Heng's tall figure with a mask, there was not much fear on his face.

He raised his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then said with a sneer: "Su Heng, don't hide it anymore, I know it's you." ”

Su Heng just stood in place.

He was not in a hurry to make a move, but just stared at Song Ci with heavy pupils.

Song Ci didn't care, clapped his hands, and said with a cruel smile: "Boy, I know that you have hidden your strength during the day. But have you ever thought about why I still dare to investigate this matter alone when Yunhu has been killed by you. ”

Click!

The muscles on his body began to inflate rapidly, his clothes were torn inch by inch, and his voice became strange and hoarse:

"That's because, the old man is a monster!"

Bang!

The clothes on Song Ci's body completely exploded.

Terrifying muscles coiled around him like the roots of an old tree.

His height has grown from about 1.8 meters in a normal person to nearly 2.5 meters.

Its skin is no longer yellow or white for ordinary people, but a dark green as rough as a tree. The surface of the body was covered with protruding dark black veins, and the viscous blood was like a mouse scurrying through the veins.

Bang!

A dark green miasma exploded from Song Ci's body.

He grinned, revealing a mouth full of black fangs, dripping sticky saliva dripping down his teeth.

Bang!

Bend your knees and exert yourself.

The stone under Song Ci's feet exploded.

The huge body rushed out towards Su Heng like a cannonball.

The strength of Su Heng's body and Song Ci were hedged together like money, although Song Ci could not defeat Su Heng's strength in a short period of time, but the power brought by the charge also fell on Su Heng's body.

Su Heng's chest was obviously sunken downward.

The whole person's body burst out backwards, and slammed into an ancient tree behind him that was the thickness of three people hugging each other.

The ancient tree, which was tens of meters high, broke off from the middle and fell to the ground with a loud noise, and the smoke and dust splashed up in the air like a tsunami, obscuring the moonlight.

Bloodcorpse.

Song Ci's power was completely liberated.

Strength, body shape, and perception have all been comprehensively strengthened.

He could sense that Su Heng's life breath had become weak at this time, like a candle in the wind, as long as he used a little more strength, he could completely strangle him.

Song Ci grinned, grinned, and walked towards Su Heng step by step.

He's using this method to instill fear on the other side.

When the time comes.

has the opportunity to control it secretly, just like he controlled Song Jiawen and Song Jiawu, two siblings.

"I heard that you are very valued by that person in the Medicine King Valley, I don't know, if I turn you into a blood corpse, the mysterious Medicine King Valley Lord will feel sad."

Under the fallen giant tree, no movement was heard.

Song Ci became more and more proud in his heart, and continued to walk while speaking:

"Rest assured, during the time you've been a bloody corpse. I will save your sanity, and you will live as usual, but when commanded, anger and the desire to destroy will destroy your poor spirit once and for all. ”

"Think about it, when that day comes.

Your beloved Medicine King Valley Lord will not hesitate to be injured and protect you behind you. But at this moment, the Gu worm attacked, you lost your mind, and stabbed forward. ”

Song Ci came to the collapsed giant tree.

Stop, bend down, "Such a scene, just thinking about it makes people feel pleasant." ”

"So..."

Song Ci spread out his hand, and a black nematode like a centipede slipped between his fingers and quickly crawled in the direction where Su Heng was.

Bang!

But suddenly.

The strength exploded, and the centipede exploded and turned into minced meat.

Song Ci frowned, and suddenly a premonition that something bad was going to happen rushed into his brain.

Before he could react, the giant tree that was pressing on Su Heng's body exploded, and the palm covered with rough bone armor burst out of it, grabbing Song Ci's head.

Hiss!

Song Ci hurriedly dodged.

But he was still a step too slow, and his ears and the flesh on his face were torn apart, and the scarlet muscle fibers were exposed to the bright moonlight.

Song Ci covered his injured cheek and looked up in disbelief at everything that was happening in front of him.

The earth trembled like a heart, and smoke and dust rose like pillars.

The huge body covered with bones and armor walked out of the smoke step by step, and the body was more than four meters tall, like a god in myths and legends.

On the pale bones and armor, the moonlight flowed, and there was actually a little more sacred.

Su Heng stood in front of Song Ci.

He didn't make a move, just stared at him, and his hoarse voice seemed to come from purgatory: "You go on, I'm listening carefully!" ”

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