deceitful cultivator

Chapter 59 Your spell is mine
The pattern of the figure can be vaguely seen to be the pattern of the animal head, which is constantly gathering and dispersing, which feels incompatible with the Taotie method.

In addition, Ren Qing also found the word "Jailor" deep in the opponent's pupils, which seemed to represent his identity in Abi Hell.

Ren Qing thought of the twelve herbs that grew on Tuofeng Mountain because of the restricted area for disaster relief.

There are inexplicable similarities between the two.

He couldn't help thinking about it.

Could it be that after the Taotie method was promoted to Abi Hell, the space in the abdomen gave birth to the characteristics of a restricted area?
Roar! ! !
The ape jailer interrupted Ren Qing's thoughts, it escaped from the wall and rushed towards it extremely fast.

It's a pity that in Ren Qing's eyes, the ape jailer can at best be regarded as the first entry into the semi-corpse realm, even Song Rong, who is seriously injured and dying.

The Damiao knife was out of its sheath, and the blade was just right to block the ape jailer.

Ren Qing took half a step back, unexpectedly, the ape jailer's strength was stronger than expected.

Seeing that the attack didn't work, the ape jailer became more and more irritable, and kept waving his arms to hammer Ren Qing.

Ren Qing tossed and turned to dodge, and at the same time, the double pupils of his eyes were brought to the extreme, trying to find out who the jailer was.

While he was fighting, a mouse's head poked out from the corner of the railing of the cell, which turned out to be a possum the size of a cat.

The possum's eyes were full of viciousness, and it stretched out its long and thin tongue to lick the tip of its nose.

Ren Qing glanced away from the corner of his eye.

He was surprised when he noticed that there were living creatures in Abi Hell. How can ordinary creatures survive in the internal space of Yangshen Realm.

Ren Qing immediately reacted.

This probably came from one of the monks, who controlled the possum to pass through the vascular railing.

He didn't know the other party's purpose, and he probably didn't have any good intentions, so let's get rid of the jailer as soon as possible.

The double pupils turned, and countless flaws flooded into the eyes.

With Ren Qing's current strength, he can easily seize the flaws and counterattack without even needing to use werewolf transformation.

First is a knife.

Blood splattered on the joints of the ape jailer's feet, and it instinctively fell to the ground, but its claws still maintained an attacking posture.

Before his arm touched Ren Qing, the long and narrow blade was already lying there.

whoosh...

There was a sound of piercing through the air, and the light of the knife flashed from bottom to top. The ape jailer's arm was cut off neatly by the roots, and painful wailing came.

Blood fell like raindrops.

Ren Qing still had the heart to block the blood spots with the tip of the knife so as not to get on his body.

The opossum outside had a blood-red ball in its mouth, and when it saw Ren Qing facing the jailer like chopping melons and vegetables, he immediately hesitated.

Then he remembered Ren Qing's detached position from other monks when he entered the Jail Hall, and his heart became extremely distorted.

Why don't you use the practice technique of narrow escape, and you don't have to put on an appearance of being neither human nor ghost, and die to me! ! !

The possum vomited the ball into the cell.

The ball shattered, and a stream of pale yellow gas drifted away.

The possum's face was full of satisfaction, and then quietly hid in a corner of the aisle.

In the cell, however, it was the exact opposite.

Ren Qing didn't allow himself to be contaminated with gas, and simply cut off the ape's head.

The corpse of the ape fell heavily on the ground, and then merged into the wall of flesh and blood, giving people the feeling that it was indeed a strange thing.

Ren Qing wiped off the blood on the blade with a sackcloth, and patted the vascular railing with his hand, feeling that it was far less tough than before.

"Should be able to go out."

Bang bang bang.

There was a slight vibration outside the cell.

Ren Qing saw that the four limbs were not obviously transformed into werewolves, his physique was instantly boosted, and he grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands.

Slashed with a knife.

Even the naked eye can't detect it.

A white line suddenly appeared on the blood vessel, and then it was neatly broken into two pieces.

Ren Qing stepped out of the cell, smelling extremely strong blood in his nostrils, and it was also mixed with a rancid smell.

The opossum trembled in fright, and his expression became gloomy.

He never imagined that Ren Qing could escape from the prison so easily, and he suddenly regretted his actions just now.

I'm afraid I'm going to get angry.

Fortunately, the breath had already dissipated, which must have been enough to attract the jailer.

The shaking intensified.

The meatball-shaped jailer rolled. It seemed to sense the breath, and it directly merged into the wall, heading towards Ren Qing's cell.

Possum hid in the shadow of the corridor, planning to wait for the jailer or Ren Qing to die before going out, so as not to affect himself.

Although it is only a clone, if it dies, it will still affect the main body, and even cause the blood to be backlashed.

There was a lot of movement around the cell, but to the surprise of the possum, it only lasted for a few breaths.

The previous jailer fought against Ren Qing for a long time, so the new jailer couldn't hold on for even a moment, could he?

No matter what, let’s pass the message to Ontology first.

The possum quietly crawled out from the corner after waiting for a while.

But before he could walk a few meters forward, he suddenly felt a shadow pressing down on him, and a trace of murderous intent seeped in.

Possum raised his head stiffly, and saw Ren Qing looking at him with a knife in his hand, with an unpredictable smile on his expression.

The corpse of the meatball jailer was lying not far away. It looked like it had been cut in half with a knife, and the incision was extremely smooth.

"how is this possible……"

The opossum stood there stunned, and was immediately grabbed by Ren Qing's right palm, his eyes became swollen due to the forceful squeeze.

Ren Qing called out the information flow.

【Wang Saner】

【Age: 36】

【Shouyuan: 11 years】

[Skill: Rat Trouble (Rat Mother)]

[Created by the plague Taoist, to practice this method, you need to take a special plague poison for [-] consecutive days, and you can only practice it when your body survives the poison. 】

Ren Qing pondered for a while, remembering that there was a similar low-level gang in the east of the city, specializing in dirty theft.

It seems to be called "Mud Club".

Wait, it is said that monks who died in Abi Hell should also give birth to strange things, right?
Wuhu! ! !

Wouldn't it be possible to choose a technique that suits you...

He intentionally didn't use up all his strength, causing the possum to be turned into pieces before falling to the ground, barely letting out a shrill cry.

At the same time, rustling movements could be heard in the distance of the aisle.

More than a dozen possums came out of a prison cell, trying to escape.

"Ha, there are no forks in the vicinity, where can I escape?"

Ren Qing exerted strength with his legs, and rushed forward with three steps and two steps with the knife in hand, almost every time he swung the knife, he could accurately slash a possum.

The screams continued to echo.

It only took half a cup of tea, and the ground was already covered with possum corpses, but they were swallowed up by the wall of flesh and blood in a short while.

Ren Qing followed the traces to the cell where the opossum came out.

A skinny and thin man was lying inside, and it seemed that he was only breathing in but not breathing out.

The man stared at Ren Qing in horror.

Then the mouth opened wide, and a possum weighing four to five catties slowly crawled out of the esophagus and ran out of the cell.

(End of this chapter)