I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 775: Fighting in the Air, Unblocking

The smile on Pei Tugou's face slowly faded. He knew that Wen Yan's visit to him must be for no good reason.

"Brother, can you give it a try? This is a bit difficult. I can't find anyone else who can do it except you.

After all, we had known each other for a long time, and he was also the only living ghost from that era. It's a pity that he died.

I dare to think so because I see that my brother's practice is improving by leaps and bounds and his control is improving day by day.

How about giving it a try?"

Wen Yan continued to describe Huo Yong’s current situation in detail.

Pei Tugou's expression became more serious after being praised.

He actually knew what Huo Yong's situation was.

The professional characteristics of the Fire Warrior make it easier for him to obtain other professions. Similarly, after being killed, only one currently maintained profession will be consumed, and he will not be killed all at once.

And these characteristics all come from the Fire Warrior, which means that the Fire Warrior is his basic profession.

When the basic profession is crushed, it is equivalent to the fire warrior being crushed.

Even though Fire Warrior now has a new profession, theoretically this new profession has bypassed the characteristics of the Fire Warrior profession, but who knows.

The current situation, to use another industry analogy, is roughly equivalent to performing a heart transplant on a person without opening the chest.

At the very least, the danger is definitely greater than ever, and if things go wrong, the Rockets will be doomed.

Wen Yan was praising him, and the professor standing by looked at Pei Tugou with shining eyes.

Of course he knew Pei Tugou.

A very strange professional, obviously one person, but seems to have two bodies and two personalities. One is extremely honest and never slacks off when working, always doing things in a methodical manner.

Another one has an incredibly strong murderous aura. If you really count them by quantity, in the entire Shenzhou, except for Pei Tugou, the number of monsters killed by the other person who killed the most demons and monsters is not even a fraction of Pei Tugou's record.

To be honest, at the beginning, if Pei Tugou himself was not extremely honest, he must have had a background, and he was also the adoptive father of the stupid son, which could be considered a great achievement.

Otherwise, if the stupid son was just born and no one cared for him, and he died accidentally, then the people of Shenzhou would definitely have to face the soul-devouring beast.

Considering the Soul Devourer's entry at that time, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was just the souls of 8 billion people.

From then on, forget about settling down, and the remaining people will just keep running around the world.

Later, Wen Yan provided a guarantee and directly brought Pei Tugou's family here to be his neighbors. That was the end of the matter.

Otherwise, the Lieyang Tribe would not have been able to ignore such an extremely dangerous and unstable person.

Maybe Wen Yan didn't think too much about letting Pei Tugou work at the funeral home, he just wanted to help.

But the result of the discussion among the top management of the Lieyang Department is that this is very suitable. The customers are the ones who will not give bad reviews and cannot speak. If the customers can speak and want to cause trouble, it doesn't matter, just get rid of them.

The most important thing is that when you work in a funeral home and you don't receive clients' families, the probability of encountering stupid people is very low. There may be no job with a lower probability than this.

The professor really wanted Pei Tugou to cooperate with him in research, but unfortunately, this idea was suppressed by the director general from the very beginning. Before that, the director general did not even allow him to appear within 200 kilometers of Pei Tugou.

Because this guy initially ran almost 200 kilometers overnight to hang the person on a street lamp as a pendant.

Moreover, it cannot be captured by cameras, and ordinary people cannot see it, so it is impossible to find a targeted method. This weird method of killing seems more like some kind of rule.

Wen Yan also pulled Pei Tugou aside and told him more information. Pei Tugou looked serious. After listening for a long time, he looked at Huo Yong with some regret.

"If he succeeds, he won't be able to spar with me anymore."

"You've been thinking about this for a while, and this is what you came up with?"

"Yes." Pei Tugou sighed.

"..."

Wen Yan was choked and didn't know what to say for a moment. The professor next to him laughed.

Huo Yong, the person involved, couldn't help it, and his complicated feelings disappeared and he became calm.

Wen Yan brought some food and wine, and ate and drank together. If they failed, it would be considered as a practice for Huo Yong.

After eating and drinking, Huo Yong knelt on the ground facing north, with a calm expression, looking into the distance.

Pei Tugou stood behind Huo Yong, holding the blood rope in his hand. He stopped smiling. He took the blood rope, put it around Huo Yong's neck, and then slowly pulled the blood rope together.

As Pei Tugou began to move, blood began to flow from his clothes, and the blood spread rapidly, as if forming a killing field.

The murderous aura, so strong that anyone can feel it, is boiling here, and the screams of countless demons and monsters before their death are echoing here.

Wen Yan stood beside the professor, put one hand on him, and blessed the professor with yang energy.

He wanted to block the unconscious impact for the professor, but the professor pushed him away, staring at the scene with wide eyes and gleaming lights.

Pei Tugou's arms began to exert force, his expression gradually became ferocious, and the corners of his mouth began to grin, revealing two rows of white teeth.

Huo Yong's figure kept flickering as if the frame was dropped, and dense tattoos began to appear on his body. Those tattoos looked like burning flames, and also like the images of some strange beasts.

The vast hymns and ancient spells began to sound, surrounding Huo Yong.

Huo Yong's eyes were empty and he had already lost consciousness.

The power emanating from Pei Tugou became stronger and stronger, and the fierce collision began to intensify.

Wen Yan watched from afar and felt a little relieved. After all, if Pei Tugou just wanted to kill Huo Yong, he wouldn't have gone to so much trouble.

"This is the sealed power that has touched Huo Yong. He is trying to crush this power directly and destroy Huo Yong's career." The professor explained to Wen Yan in a low voice beside him.

"He is now equivalent to fighting with the person who set up the seal in the past. He has too much murderous aura and evil spirit, especially that evil spirit, which is consistent with the Bingzu camp. He will be tacitly regarded as Bingzu's camp.

If he continues like this, the resistance he will encounter will become stronger and stronger, and the power he draws out will become increasingly close to that of the person who set the seal in the first place.

This is not following the current recovery of spiritual energy. When it reaches its limit, it will definitely far exceed Pei Tugou's current strength.

Give Pei Tugou some yang energy, a stronger one.

Also, do you have an altar in your bag?"

"Yes, I have……"

Wen Yan took out an exquisite little altar. The professor took a look at it and shook his head.

"There has never been a proper ceremony. Forget it. Just bless him first."

"Why has it never been properly used? I have used it before!" Wen Yan was indignant and tried to explain himself, but the professor ignored him and turned to do something nearby.

Wen Yan pinched his finger and pointed at Pei Tugou through the air, and a violent sun appeared above him.

Then I saw the professor move a few stones and place a small altar on the ground, adding soil and moss in the middle. Then he took out a blood collection needle from his bag, pricked his middle finger, and outlined a symbol on the top stone.

Finally, take out a certificate and a document and place them on the altar.

"Come on, your altar is not as good as this one. This one is more like offering sacrifices to ancestors and gods."

"How to do?"

"You don't need to do anything. Just worship normally and show your identity."

Wen Yan glanced at Pei Tugou. The blood pool under his feet was getting larger and larger, and churning more and more violently. The various lines that appeared on Huo Yong's body had also turned into halos engraved in the air, and were obviously getting stronger and stronger.

Wen Yan's expression straightened, and he immediately stood in front of the simple altar, burning incense and worshiping respectfully.

"Younger Wen Yan, today we pay homage to our ancestors..."

The curls of light smoke, accompanied by a gentle and solemn voice, continued to float up and rush straight into the sky.

Wen Yan's yang energy slowly spread out and merged into Pei Tugou's territory.

Gradually, the power that was stimulated in Huo Yong began to slowly decline.

Pei Tugou's face was ferocious, his eyes were red, and the blood rope that he was pulling with both hands began to slowly tighten.

When the power stimulated by Huo Yong weakened to a certain extent, the blood rope finally tightened around Huo Yong's neck.

After a few seconds, everyone seemed to hear a click, which seemed crisp and dull. Huo Yong's neck tilted, and his body collapsed, turning into a ball of fire, strangled tightly by the blood rope.

The seemingly invisible flame kept swaying under the blood rope, and it looked like it was about to be completely extinguished.

A few seconds later, there was a sudden sound and the flame was completely extinguished.

The blood rope in Pei Tugou's hand also broke apart, turning into blood and dripping into the blood pool at his feet.

A wisp of blood flame burned in the blood pool, making a whirring sound.

All the dissipated power also rolled back and poured into Pei Tugou again. As the flames burned, his clothes, which seemed to be soaked in blood, also became cleaner in some places.

At first glance, the dress looked like a flowery dress with blood spots.

If the spot changed color, the murderous old man would suddenly become a middle-aged man lying on the beach drinking beer.

Wen Yan looked at him twice more. This brother's control was so strong now. He recovered so quickly and seemed to have become stronger again.

He didn't have time to say these things. He was still staring at the place where Huo Yong disappeared. After several seconds, he heard a low hum in the air, as if someone was chanting something. Wen Yan couldn't understand a word.

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows. There were many things he didn't understand, but there were really not many languages ​​that he couldn't understand at all.

Even if he is encountering a language he doesn't understand at all, he can still understand a little bit even if it is the first time. If he is exposed to it more often and has more conversations, then even if he can't speak it, he can still understand most of the basic communication. This is the talent that comes from the sparrow cat.

The professor's eyes lit up.

"This is the first time I've really heard an ancient language with my own ears. It can fill in a large gap. I just don't know how many tribal languages ​​he knows..."

"Isn't it different?" Wen Yan said casually, and regretted it right after he said it.

Before the professor could speak, Wen Yan added a sentence.

"Nowadays, people speak different languages ​​every five miles. If you are a hundred miles apart, people will stare at each other and cannot understand each other. It was normal for different tribes to speak different languages ​​at that time, right?"

The professor nodded, and secretly decided in his heart that he would never give Wen Yan a large class in the future. He would let himself go and say whatever he wanted without any taboos.

Accompanied by the continuous humming of an unintelligible language which became clearer and clearer, a gust of wind blew and Huo Yong appeared, pacing. It seemed as if he was walking towards them step by step from a very far distance.

This time, Huo Yong's temperament is completely different from before. He looks a bit like a college student who has not yet left school.

Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.

"That's awesome, bro."

"If you don't help, I might really kill him. I feel like I won't be able to defeat him in another fifteen minutes." Pei Tugou told the truth honestly.

He could feel that the power that was just stimulated in Huo Yong did not come from Huo Yong, and the speed at which that power increased was very fast.

When he is strengthened to a certain level, he will only have two choices: kill Huo Yong directly, or fail completely.

He was able to do it only with the help of Wen Yan, who allowed the stimulated power to begin to wane, and that strange yet terrifyingly strong resilience to also begin to diminish.

The professor stood aside and took a look at the two guys who started to flatter each other. Each one was more outrageous than the other.

He asked Wen Yan to come to pay his respects instead of himself because he knew best how many people had been asked to act as guarantors at that moment.

Based on his understanding of Wen Yan, there might be a chance that he could directly shake hands with the real owner.

The professor was very sure that if he came in person, it would not have the same effect, and if someone else came instead, it would not have the same effect.

If it wasn't in heaven, it would be easier to deal with. There might be a slight possibility of flexibility.

If this happened in heaven, then for gods who no longer have self-awareness and are like AIs that are complete replicas of their original bodies, they would only recognize contribution, identity, background, occupation, etc., none of which can be missing.

The professor silently calculated the time when the change occurred, and couldn't help smacking his lips. There must be something he didn't know, otherwise, the speed was really a bit outrageous.

The speed of change seems more like a colleague in the same department who knows each other well and has a good relationship with each other, who comes over with a document and says: Come, help me.

Then the other person listened to the situation roughly, took a quick look and said, "Oh, it's a small problem, and it was solved in no time."

The professor looked at Huo Yong again. Huo Yong was using him as a coordinate and the knowledge he had mastered to pave the way for himself to step out of the unknown and return to the world.

The knowledge that paves the way is the price that the Fire Warrior has to pay.

He needs to bring back those things that have been lost over the years.

The professor listened quietly, and after confirming that there were no problems, he took out his cell phone and sent a message to the director general.

At the same time, in the big demon tomb in the northeast, strange power began to emerge, and a trace of evil spirit began to emerge.

In Robin's basement, the golden left arm bone placed in a glass cabinet began to emit a hint of evil spirit.

In an area of ​​sea in the wilderness, the fog began to dissipate a little.

In the void of the old dream, some fragments slowly emerged from nothingness and began to gather together little by little, as if they were about to gather into old dreams.

(End of this chapter)