deceitful cultivator

Chapter 60 Only the weird can defeat the weird
Ren Qing saw that the possum swelled up in the blink of an eye.

The hair on his body faded, and his appearance became more and more human-like, but in the end he still remained half-human, half-rat, with animal claws on his hands and feet.

Ratman Wang San'er rushed towards Ren Qing, but his expression didn't show the slightest murderous intent, instead he was mainly fearful.

Ren Qing frowned and cut off Wang San'er's head with a knife.

The skinny man in the cell suddenly lost his life, and the corpse was absorbed by Avici Hell itself, as if it had never appeared before.

Ren Qing looked around blankly, then turned and left.

But the moment he disappeared around the corner, a throwing knife was thrown into the vascular railing, and stuck straight into the shadow of the corner.

Rats sounded.

The hidden possum was leaning against the corner, begging for mercy.

Under Wang San'er's terrified gaze, Ren Qing cut off the railing of the blood vessels with a big miao knife, and walked into the cell.

Wang San'er was terrified. In order to speak human words, the possum's body gradually turned into a human form.

But the characteristics of rats have become more obvious, almost the same.

Wang San'er knelt down on the ground and knocked his head continuously, muttering in his mouth: "Your Excellency, don't remember the faults of villains, please spare my life..."

Ren Qing put the Da Miao knife on Wang San'er's neck, and said with a strange expression: "What is the effect of your technique, tell me."

"what?"

Wang San'er froze for a moment, then felt a pain in his neck, and blood flowed out slowly.

He hastily said: "My lord, this technique is useless. It can only separate my own flesh and blood from the rat's body, so as to survive."

"Can your soul be transferred into the rat's body through magic?"

Ren Qing guessed the role of "rat trouble solution".

It should be to use the rat body golden cicada to escape its shell. The side effect is that every time it possesses, it will produce irreversible alienation.

If this technique can seize the soul, it is very good.

Wang San'er replied with a confused expression: "What soul..."

"The avatar and the main body do not interfere with each other?"

"Yes, my lord."

"I know, the rat trouble is to transfer the memory to the clone, and the one alive is already another self."

Wang San'er couldn't understand what Ren Qing said at all, his small eyes stared outside the cell, as if he was waiting for something.

"How does the jailer select the reserves?"

Wang San'er replied: "My lord, as long as you can get out of the prison hall, you will actually pass."

Ren Qing asked casually: "Then how to get out?"

Wang San'er didn't answer directly, but said vaguely: "My lord, I am somewhat familiar with the Jail Hall, this is..."

He spoke in a respectful and respectful manner, and at the same time tried his best to stay away from the Da Miao Dao.

While Wang San'er made some moves, he approached again with heavy steps.

The guards at both ends came back from the dead and rushed towards Ren Qing's cell.

The cunning in Wang San'er's eyes flashed across, and he dodged the Da Miao Dao nimbly, biting Ren Qing's arm fiercely.

Seeing that the die is about to touch the opponent, as long as it is contaminated with a little rat poison, even if it is a ghost, the body will still be paralyzed.

Whoosh! ! !
Wang San'er suddenly felt that his head became light and light, as if a cold light passed by his side.

When he became conscious, his head had already hit the ground, and his expression after rolling a few times was inconceivable.

Ren Qing turned around holding the knife.

The two jailers rushed into the cell, their size seemed to have grown larger, and their momentum also increased a little.

But with Wang San'er's death, the meatball jailer blended with the wall and disappeared.

Only the ape jailer was left tirelessly trying to attack Ren Qing.

Ren Qing didn't care about the jailer, but focused on Wang San'er's body, and as expected, something strange appeared.

It was a mass of cotton-like mud, as if mixed with countless scurrying mice.

Ren Qing still stared at the strange object, instinctively dodging the slap from the ape.

He felt that since the warden had placed the location for selecting the reserve in Abi Hell, it meant that it must be able to deal with the strange things behind the monk's death.

After a few breaths, a bloody mouth emerged around the strange thing.

The half-meter-long tongue tied the strange thing, no matter how hard the latter struggled, it was useless, and it was gradually dragged into the wall of flesh and blood.

Good guy, the jailer put this to raise Gu.

Ren Qing cut off the ape jailer's arm, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Using the Abi Hell of the Yang God Realm to house strange objects, aren't you afraid that the forbidden area formed after death will directly destroy the world?
I don't know how many strange things have been accumulated over hundreds of years...

Ren Qing also realized that there was nothing wrong with the jailer doing this.

Although the restricted area can become more terrifying after swallowing strange objects, it may not necessarily have an obvious effect on the restricted area in the Yangshen realm.

Raindrops can affect ponds and rivers, but they cannot shake the ocean, after all, the water level is unfathomable.

Moreover, Mr. Ren Qing feels that the jailer should have a means to take out the strange object, and he may need to go somewhere in Abi Hell.

"However... Is Abi Hell so weird because of the more spells it masters?"

The strange thing was swallowed by the giant mouth.

Ren Qing didn't respond at all. As soon as he realized the secret of Wang San'er's possession, he was absolutely not interested in the rat problem.

Those possums are just a backup with memories.

Even if you spend [-] days of life, you have to think about it, let alone pass through the strange things in the half-corpse world, which will consume a full year of life.

Roar! ! !
The ape jailer stomped his feet repeatedly, his skin was flushed red, and his hair stood on end.

Ren Qing came back to his senses, and looked at the ape jailer with contempt.

Even if the jailer is attached to Abi Hell and can be resurrected from the dead, the improvement in strength is not obvious, and it is still difficult to threaten him.

Swing a knife.

The ape jailer was in pieces.

Ren Qing stepped out of the cell, planning to look elsewhere.

Song Zongwu didn't tell him any information at all.

Now Ren Qing only knows that leaving Abi Hell is a condition for becoming a reserve soldier, but it is still unknown what means he will use.

He was going to find a monk to inquire about the news.

Yep.

By the way, let's see if there is a suitable technique...

Ren Qing walked in the aisle.

He quickly used his double pupils to discover the traces left by the jailer, who seemed to be chasing a certain monk.

Ren Qing followed the traces, and the sound of fighting came from far to near.

He planned to save people to gain trust, but the ape jailer regained consciousness and followed him, with a posture of not dying.

The monk not far away was terrified. In his eyes, Ren Qing was clearly trying to bring trouble to the east.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and take a hard blow from the jailer, then turned into a side road with his strength, trying to get rid of Ren Qing.

Seeing this, Ren Qing speeded up.

Could it be an enemy or a friend, then let me see your spells.

The two ran furiously one after the other, and the surrounding environment changed, as if they had come to a new area of ​​Abi Hell.

The flesh and blood were even more distorted, even mixed with the remains of giant bones.

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