The old man had no intention of confronting him at all, and while dodging the attack, he stimulated: "Do you know why your brother has looked at you like a stranger all these years?"

"That's because I used psychedelic grass and fed it to your brother, so he lost all his memories of his previous life, and of course all of his memories with you. ”

"You're damned!" Wu Sheng said coldly as he brandished his long sword.

"Damn, I gave you your life, if it weren't for me, you would have died a long time ago, and you should also thank me for bringing you into the world of cultivating immortals. The old man said sadly.

Wu Sheng slashed down with a sword, accompanied by gusts of wind. The old man dragged the two puppets to fend off the witch's attack.

"Bell!" the sword slashed at the puppet, feeling like it had been slashed at a stone.

There was a tingling sensation from the long sword, Wu Sheng's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly dodged back. The old man did not rush to attack, but stood next to the puppet and ripped off the clothes covering the puppet with his hands, revealing the iron-like skin inside.

"See, this is my masterpiece. The old man showed off to Wu Sheng.

"What a perfect masterpiece! Look at this invulnerable body, I gave it to them. This is the life of the eternal mark, and it is also the only way for ordinary people to gain immortality. The old man continued.

Wu Sheng obviously didn't want to listen to his nonsense, picked up the long sword and rushed forward again, and the whole person disappeared in place like a ghost.

In an instant, he came to the back of the old man and slashed at his neck. The old man was not in a hurry, and with a pull of his hands, the two puppets that were originally blocking the front came to the back in an instant, blocking the blow for the old man.

Wu Sheng saw that the blow was missed, and once again disappeared in place.

"I didn't expect you to practice well. But so what? No matter how you are, I've taught you. As long as you don't reach the top, you'll be left with flaws. The old man muttered to himself as he stared at the deserted woods.

Then, with a pinch in his hand, two puppets rushed out at the same time, slapping into the void with one palm.

"Ahh

There was a scream in the void, and Wu Sheng fell to the ground, clutching his chest, and his mouth kept spitting blood.

Wu Sheng's eyes were furious, but just now those two palms had already broken all the ribs on his chest.

"Wu Sheng, you are the disciple that the old man admires the most. Do you know why the old man chose your brother instead of you?"

"The old man originally wanted you to inherit my mantle, but you let me down. ”

The old man walked slowly towards Wu Sheng, still muttering something in his mouth.

Wu Sheng got up from the ground with difficulty, glanced at the place where the witch marks were hidden, and couldn't help but move his body to that side, trying to block the old man's sight.

The old man stretched out a thin arm from under the black robe, and a black gas came out, picking Wu Sheng up stiffly.

"You were my most proud disciple, but if you went the wrong way, then you will die!" The old man grabbed Wu Sheng's hand and pressed it a little, Wu Sheng only felt his throat tight, and he couldn't breathe at all.

"When you die, I will make you and your brother into puppets, thank me, and you can still be with your brother after death. ”

The old man's momentum soared suddenly, and the pitch-black aura spread out from the old man's body, frantically pouring into Wu Sheng's body.

Wu Sheng clearly felt that his life was passing quickly, he was unwilling to die like this, and a book he had peeked at where the old man was staying quickly came to his mind. The above is a very vicious exercise.

The caster will sacrifice his own life, summon all the resentment and death qi within a hundred miles for his own use, and everything he touches will be drained of life force, but the caster will also be devoured to death because he can't withstand this huge force.

It is an extremely powerful but terrifying exercise, and even the old man did not dare to practice it when he obtained it.

But it was stolen by Wu Sheng and let him learn.

"Hundred ghosts walk at night!" Wu Sheng roared.

"Whew!" Countless resentment and death qi gathered on Wu Sheng's body, and after the resentment and death qi entered Wu Sheng's body, it frantically eroded his body and consciousness.

"Ahh

The whole person is lost in resentment.

Wu Sheng, who was controlled by countless resentments, his eyes were all black, and he looked extremely penetrating.

"I didn't expect that the exercise I lost was actually stolen by you, but what about that? Even if you practice, how far can you cultivate? In the end, you haven't been eaten by resentment and become a puppet that is neither human nor ghost?" The old man was also startled when he saw Wu Sheng using this exercise, but then returned to normal.

This exercise was retrieved by him, and he naturally knew what it would take to succeed in cultivating this exercise, which was also unacceptable to him.

What's more, it was Wu Sheng, so he was very sure that Wu Sheng had only learned a fur, but even the fur had such power, so you can imagine how strong this technique was.

"Roar!" Wu Sheng, who was manipulated into his consciousness, let out an angry roar, his voice loud and piercing. Countless lifeless resentments erupted like a skyrocket, and after the birds and beasts flying in the air were contaminated with black gas, they lost their vitality and fell down one after another.

After Wu Sheng was manipulated, his speed and strength were greatly improved, and after seeing the old man, Wu Sheng turned into a black mist and wrapped the old man in it.

The old man, shrouded in black mist, quickly summoned the puppet back to his side and looked around vigilantly.

"Bang!" the cold light skimmed, and a blow pierced one of the old man's arms.

The old man felt a heart-piercing pain, and when he came back to his senses, he found that his left hand was already bloody.

He couldn't help but pay attention.

"You're smarter than I thought you were, but it didn't serve any purpose. The old man clicked on the acupuncture points a few times, blocking the acupuncture points and preventing the blood from flowing.

"Go!" the old man ordered, and the two puppets were like two sharp blades, one left and one right, slashing indiscriminately in the black mist.

"Although the exercises are strong, they have drawbacks. The caster must not leave the cast position. It's like a humanoid target to be slaughtered. The old man said confidently.

The two golems waved their arms in an airtight attack.

"Smack!" Suddenly, there was the sound of a body hitting an object. The old man smiled slightly, and then saw Wu Sheng being slapped madly on him by two puppets one after another. Fell heavily to the ground.

Just as Wu Sheng fell to the ground, a black gas burst out of his body. Wu Sheng's eyes regained clarity and consciousness.

The old man came to Wu Sheng and asked in a low voice, "You can't, give up resistance." So as not to damage the body, if the puppet is refined, if the body is broken, the old man has to find materials to repair it. ”

"You are very proud, master, do you remember what the first lesson you taught us was?" Wu Sheng, who fell to the ground, did not show fear, but had a wicked smile on his face.

"What!" the old man didn't understand what he meant at first, but as the formation under his feet lit up, he realized that he was in the middle of the Fa-rectification. Looking at Wu Sheng again, at this time, he stood outside the formation as if he was nothing.

"Never believe what you see. The corners of Wu Sheng's mouth were grinning, and there was blood on his teeth, but he didn't care at all.

"This formation, master, do you know it?" Wu Sheng looked at the old man in the formation, showing a smug expression.

"When are you... Could it be!" The old man frowned, trying to escape from the range of the formation, but the black mist shrouded him again.

The old man tried to escape many times, but without success.

Wu Sheng said lightly at this time: "You can't escape, as early as a year ago, I learned the Night Walking of a Hundred Ghosts, although I only learned the skin, but it is enough." After all, if I want to kill you, I don't need this. It's this. ”

Wu Sheng stretched out his arm, and blood had already covered his entire arm. I could vaguely see countless dense black lines wriggling from above. As early as a year ago, Wu Sheng tried to inhale the dead qi into his body, trying to use the dead qi to practice, and if he didn't practice for a while, there would be an extra black line on his arm. And today's Wu Sheng is no longer Wu Sheng, but a container of dead air.

Although he retained his consciousness, he was eroded by black gas all the time. Whenever the night came, when the resentment was deepest, he would feel that his body was in unbearable pain like tens of thousands of needle. But he survived and waited for this day.

He took it step by step, first luring the enemy deeper, and then using the night walk of the hundred ghosts as a trick, in order to make him take it lightly and slowly fall into the trap he had arranged.