Stimulated by the man, the fool let out another roar of rage and struggled constantly, trying to attack the man with his fists, teeth, any part that could hurt the man.

But with the absolute disparity in strength, it can't be done at all.

He's not like a rat.

The child rat is just a little fairy who has just recovered and has the lowest grade.

But he...

But he hid at the first time of recovery, observed the world, and restored his strength by any means.

And, in terms of rank, he is far stronger than the sub-rat.

"Almost, almost..."

"When anger reaches a certain extreme, it will degenerate into a new emotion."

"Irritability, it will make people forget pain, it will make people sink into war..."

"Look... See what I'm doing? ”

The man smiled and waved his palm.

The stream of blood in mid-air turned into a long whip and whipped on Huanhuan's corpse.

"Look..."

"The best dress she has ever worn in her life was given by me."

"Red, wedding dress."

"She... It's my woman. ”

"Hehehehe..."

The man laughed stupidly.

And the fool seems to have finally broken through a certain threshold in his heart, and he has completely lost his mind in his eyes.

But soon.

A cold snort sounded from the fool's body, as if expressing dissatisfaction.

In the next moment, wisps of black gas diffused from the surface of the fool's body, enveloping his entire body.

And his original angry mood was gradually smoothed out a little, but he still stared at the man directly.

"He didn't just leave a remnant in your body?"

"I value you more than I thought..."

The man frowned slightly, his eyes became slightly solemn, and he stopped playing fools, and directly took the lead.

The blood in mid-air was like a rope, winding around the fool.

"Die!"

"Hurt Huanhuan, die..."

The fool roared and shook his fist.

The wisps of black qi behind him quickly formed in mid-air, turning into a giant axe, which fell along with the fool's fist.

The flow of blood was cut off by a great axe.

And the fool took the opportunity to get in front of the man, his whole body was shrouded in black gas, and he punched one punch after another, constantly smashing into the man's face.

"Get out!"

The man's expression was as gloomy as water, and he snorted violently.

The word 'Xi' on the wall flashed red, reflecting the room brightly.

A wisp of fairy power burst out, shaking the fool out of the air.

"I was able to give you a part of the source through blessings, aren't you afraid that you will go back and devour him?"

"But this confident look is indeed your style."

"It's a pity..."

"Even if you have mastered a wisp of origin today, you are not the opponent of this immortal."

"On the contrary, they gave me a big gift."

"I controlled him, and then through him to devour the source, is it the same as... I have mastered the punishment day? ”

"It's really exciting!"

The man grinned, completely ignoring the bruised nose and swollen face he had just been beaten by a fool.

He looked greedily at the fool as if he were looking at a rare treasure.

But the fool completely ignored his gaze and rushed at him again with a roar.

As he ran, a pitch-black axe appeared in his hand.

The black qi around the fool's body seemed to have its own consciousness, shuttling through the void, trying to clear all the obstacles around it for the others.

"Do you want to suppress me with a wisp of origin?"

"It's not thousands of years ago!"

"You are no longer you."

"Even if it's a faint ray of origin, I can feel your weak state."

"What a perfect gift."

The voice fell.

The blood flow suddenly thinned, turning into red lines in the void, constantly intertwined, as if forming a huge net that enveloped the fool.

Although it is still the original blood, it looks extremely tough at the moment.

"Hehe..."

"Although the 'instrument' of this immortal is destroyed, the 'thought' is still there."

"The origins..."

"To Ben Xian... Town! ”

The man let out a low roar, and the bruises on his forehead bulged.

The red threads moved forward at a very slow pace, and finally slowly wrapped around the fool's body.

The black gas is still wanton, but in the end, it is still pressed back by the red line.

Looking at the fool who was constantly struggling and had unlimited energy, a look of tiredness flashed in the man's eyes, and his body shook slightly.

Originally, the sacrifice that had been carefully prepared for a year was to be launched after the third immortal coming, to communicate with the immortal world, and secretly dig a gap so that he could steal some official power.

But at the critical moment, the fool rushed in and disrupted his plan.

Fortunately, although he was seriously injured, he found the aura of 'Xingtian' in him.

If you can induce the turmoil of the fool's heart, you may be able to take the opportunity to disturb the state of mind of the 'Xingtian', and you will take the opportunity to devour the negative emotions of the Dao of the 'Xingtian'.

In this way, he recovered even faster than the priest in front of him.

Until the Xingtian Origin appeared, it disrupted his plan again.

Even if it was just when 'Xingtian' was weak, the trace of origin revealed was still worthy of his solemn treatment.

Eventually, he pulled out the contents at the bottom of the pressure box.

The remnant of the 'instrument'.

Forcibly use blood to turn the 'device' into a fool and suppress the fool.

And to this extent, although from the outside, everything is now, but in fact, it has long been greatly damaged.

After a year and a half of hard work, he finally accumulated half of the foundation, which made him want to kill the fool directly.

But considering the wisp of origin in the fool's body, if it is used properly, it will be a great gain for him.

In this tangled state, men can be described as loving and hating fools.

"I..."

"It's going to kill... Kill you..."

Even to this extent, the fool still stared at the man and kept roaring.

The man snorted coldly.

But in the next second, the fool suddenly exerted his strength.

Caught off guard, the red line almost broke.

The man hurriedly manipulated the blood flow again and pressed the fool in place.

"I must... I will transform you into the most obedient slave in the world! ”

"Damn mortals."

"And you!"

"I don't believe in this immortal, you also have a certain 'origin', if there is, today this immortal recognizes it."

"If not, make a pair with him and be my slave forever."

As he spoke, the man looked at the cripple coldly.

I don't know why, since he broke the cripple with a blow before, the cripple has always sat on the ground, never got up again, very quiet, just kept observing the man.

Sensing the man's eyes, the cripple suddenly spoke: "Here... You should be more than one immortal, right? ”

"Huh?"

The man raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Your job was to stay in the mortal world, and since you were guarding..."

"Naturally... second place..."