In every sense, Ling Xiao Dao people can be regarded as an evil cultivator.

Different from ordinary Taoist priests, the god worshiped by Lingxiao Daoist is called the Most Holy Filthy Bag True Monarch, and after worshipping this god and communicating with it, he will slowly comprehend the power of flesh and blood, and gain the ability to manipulate his own flesh and blood and even the flesh and blood of others.

The terrifying thing about this ability is that the physical body is nothing more than an expression of internal force for them, and any damage caused to their physical body cannot harm the cultivator's origin.

In a sense, before the internal force is exhausted, the Lingxiao Dao people are almost immortal.

The specific difficulties are not eliminated when fighting against the Lingxiao Dao people, but they are deeply experienced.

The man in black counted everything here, but he didn't count the ability of the Lingxiao Dao man.

In fact, he can't be blamed for this, although he has heard the name of Ling Xiao Dao people on the rivers and lakes, and he has also heard that Ling Xiao Dao people have a trick called Nine Veins Reverse Dragon at the bottom of the box. But after all, he had never dealt with the Ling Xiao Dao people, and he didn't know anything about the abilities of the Ling Xiao Dao people, so that he actually fell into a dead end here!

For this kind of flesh that is purely tempered and cultivated by forging muscles and bones, the secret method of flesh and blood is its natural enemy.

With a deliberate calculation or an unintentional situation, Ling Xiao Daoist easily imprinted his palm on the back of the man in black.

As the palm of the hand was connected to the back, Ling Xiao Daoren's entire right hand was alienated into countless filamentous pieces of flesh, and the tip was firmly sucked into the flesh of the man in black like a life, and as the pieces of meat continued to pour in, the flesh on the back of the man in black also rippled, and then new pieces of flesh drilled out of the ripples, and pushed into the veins of his limbs.

"Ahh

The man in black screamed, his hands were out of strength, and he hung limply at his sides.

The village chief, who had lost his restraints, hurriedly pursued the victory, and the dagger in his hand pierced into the body of the man in black without hindrance, piercing the heart accurately.

The heart was pierced, but the man in black still had the strength to spare, and the golden light that was originally protecting the internal organs was released regardless of this time, and the powerful impact force bounced the village chief directly out.

With the current physical fitness of the village chief, it is estimated that if he falls to the ground, he will lose half his life if he does not die. Fortunately, at the critical moment, the air fluctuated, and the figure of the end appeared in front of the village chief out of thin air, reaching out to catch him.

The assassin was bounced off the black-clothed man's surprise, but to his surprise, the Lingxiao Daoist standing behind him didn't move at all, and he didn't even have his robe blown off.

"It can't ......"

The man in black turned his head and wanted to use his last strength to kill Ling Xiao Daoren, but as long as he saw Ling Xiao Daoren's face, he had no desire to attack at all, and even had a sense of intimacy.

"Don't waste your efforts, don't you understand it yet?"

Ling Xiao Daoren smiled, although his right hand was still so terrifying, but at this time, he made people feel like a spring breeze.

"I've melted into your body, and since just now, you and I have been indistinguishable from each other." He raised his intact left hand and gently placed it on the shoulder of the man in black: "You are me, I am you." Speaking of which, you don't have a penchant for self-harm, right? ”

The man in black was no longer able to answer Ling Xiaodao's question at this time, and he was completely out of strength at this time. Just when his shoulders were held by the other party, the man in black weakened his knees, and he knelt in front of Ling Xiao Daoren.

The thick mist that had originally enveloped his whole body had now become sparse and sparse, and he was making a final struggle like a candle in the wind, and even his face loomed.

"It's over, my friend."

With Ling Xiao Daoren's last words, the thick fog on the black-clothed man was completely shattered, and his body melted into a puddle of flesh like a burning candle, which was completely absorbed by Ling Xiao Dao Man.

The mist on Ling Xiao Dao's body was also a dense layer visible to the naked eye, and the vigorous vitality on his body could be felt from a certain distance.

Feeling this aura, the third elder couldn't help frowning, took a few steps back, and stayed a little away from Ling Xiao Daoren.

It's not that they are dissatisfied with Ling Xiao Dao people's devouring of flesh and blood, but this kind of vigorous vitality, such a strong power of qi and blood has a natural harm to them, as long as they get close, they will be injured.

"No, I'm done." Ling Xiao Daoist turned his head and shouted at Fen, "I'll leave the rest to you!" ”

"Okay!"

agreed, put an end to pinching his hands, and said something in his mouth, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted: "Go!" ”

As his mind moved, the whole world suddenly became depressed.

It was as if there was a boundary in the vastness of the world, and this boundary was still shrinking and collapsing, until finally only the center of the village remained.

The border was now visible to the naked eye, and beyond it was filled with darkness and countless mysterious turbulences, and so many indescribable chaos that you could feel your mind buzzing just by staring at it, let alone going out and looking.

Immediately after that, the air around everyone fluctuated again, and several people dressed as peasants flashed out of the air, their eyes were confused, their movements stiff, and they looked like a group of puppets.

These people are the last immigrants in Chengguang Village, and there are only six people left in such a large village at this time, except for the three elders, and it is estimated that they will not live long depending on the state of several of them.

Several chairs emerged from the void, and they were also cushioned, and they respectfully helped the six people and the three elders to the chairs together, and let them sit down slowly.

After settling several people, a touch of ruthlessness appeared on his face, his right hand was clenched, and the old elm tree gradually fell apart under his movements, turning into powder.

A gust of wind blew away, blowing away the debris scattered in the air.

The sight brightened little by little, and a golden cage stood in the position of the old elm tree, and the man in black was being locked in the cage at this time.

Compared to just now, he looked sluggish, his head hung heavily, his body leaned weakly against the edge of the cage, and his body was tied up in a silver chain.

"Golden flail and silver locks? This is the means of the Hall of Reincarnation, and this kid is now slowly able to master his own power. "The old man, the monk, and the three of them have different expressions, and they don't know what they are thinking.

He clapped his hands gently, and the man in black slowly regained consciousness and raised his head.