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The scene in front of them made Xiao Fengqing and others tremble with fear.

Chen Changsheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes gradually became weird.

The man who was chewing on the human hand suddenly stopped chewing, looked up at the people coming from afar, and finally his eyes fell on Chen Changsheng.

The human palm in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

The madness in the man's eyes gradually dissipated, and clarity and calm returned.

He wiped the blood from his mouth, stood up with fists, looked at Chen Changsheng and said coldly: "I didn't expect that I'm still alive!"

Chen Changsheng nodded and said calmly: "I didn't expect you to turn into such a ghost."

"Ghostly look?!"

The man seemed to be stimulated, and his face suddenly became ferocious, revealing his blood-stained gums, and he roared heart-breakingly: "It's not because of you that I became like this! It's because you didn't kill me directly that I became like this." I fell into the hands of that witch Liu Yuemei, and became what I am now, and developed a habit of eating human palms!!"

The conversation between the two left Xiao Fengqing stunned.

From the conversation, it can be guessed that the two are enemies of life and death, and the other party is resurrected from the dead?

"Fellow Daoist Chen, do you know this guy?" Xiao Fengqing asked.

Chen Changsheng nodded calmly. The man eating human hands in front of him was not some evil spirit from the wilderness, but Chen Xizhong, whom he had not seen for decades!

The halberd that had just killed the hundred-eyed toad immediately appeared in his hand. Chen Changsheng's face was calm. With a clang, the Nine-Bend Underworld Sword was unsheathed and spinning around like a stream of light.

If he can kill Chen Xizhong once, he can kill him a second time!

Chen Xizhong suddenly covered his face and laughed maniacally, as if he was mocking the fact that the two of them had to distinguish life and death as soon as they met, and also seemed to be mocking the weakness of Chen Changsheng and others.

The laughter is like a demonic sound, echoing in this land of bones.

On the stage Law Treasure, Miaomiao Liu frowned slightly and said coldly: "Master, be careful, it is a monster!"

Chen Changsheng moved quickly and immediately attached several Second Grade talismans and released several defensive spells on his body.

Miaomiao usually wouldn't speak at such a time. She took the initiative to remind her that she must have seen something special.

So Chen Changsheng immediately controlled the Law Treasure bronze mirror and looked at Chen Xizhong.

The picture shown in the mirror made Chen Changsheng stunned. He seemed to have figured out something, and he suddenly showed a look of surprise and sympathy.

The person in the mirror is not Chen Xizhong, but a bunch of grotesque souls stitched together, wrapped in countless purple-black palms, embedded in Chen Xizhong's body, exuding a Heavenly Demon aura, like a weird monster!

Although Chen Xizhong's soul was inside, it was so small that it was difficult to see clearly.

Chen Changsheng couldn't help but recall what the group members once said: The Evil Cultivator has a very strange method, which can make the dead regenerate in another form.

How is this rebirth?

This is clearly a bunch of stitched monsters that have taken over Chen Xizhong's body and his memory...

Chen Xizhong died decades ago!

"Corpse puppet? A corpse puppet with self-awareness and memory?"

"It seems more than that, this corpse has been turned into a Law Weapon. A conscious Law Weapon can be called a Law Treasure."

Chen Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly, observed through the bronze mirror, and gradually analyzed the truth based on his experience.

The 'Chen Xizhong' in front of me is a corpse puppet Law Treasure!

"Chen Xizhong Fellow Daoist, you are dead, let go of your obsession."

Chen Changsheng spoke calmly, his energy and spirit gathered together, and True Qi and blood surged out of his body like a vast sea.

Chen Xizhong's face suddenly became distorted. He didn't understand what this meant, but he had heard it countless times.

Whenever the elders of Xinsheng Sect see him, they will say this.

Everyone showed sympathy towards him without explaining the reason. It made my ears feel calloused, and I really hated such words.

His anger instantly filled his brain, and his eyes were filled with blood.

"Shut up!! You condescending, self-righteous bastards! Shut up!!"

‘Chen Xizhong’ lost his mind on the spot.

He no longer looked like the person he remembered. As early as the day he gnawed on human hands, the soul in his body began to erode everything about him and change his personality.

boom!

In an instant, the figure of 'Chen Xizhong' was torn into a shadow in the moonlight, and the invisible Taoist magic was raging in conjunction with the huge demonic energy.

Miaomiao immediately danced her flying sword, and Taiyi's Heavenly Guardian Sword array formed a ring and suppressed it.

"Golden Feather Feihong Killing Formation!"

Xiao Fengqing shouted loudly and formed a formation with the other four people.

The sky was full of golden feathers fluttering in the wind, as if countless killers were hiding in the golden feathers, erupting in a sharp cold light in an instant.

Faced with the formations and killing moves that are like stars in the sky.

‘Chen Xizhong’ let out a sharp roar, and the sound waves spread in waves. Tens of thousands of purple-black palms rose from the ground, blocking and spreading the suppressed Taoist power.

At the same time, black smoke shrouded the sky, and a large purple-black handprint that covered the sky pressed down sharply, clapping together with countless palms rising into the sky.

boom--

In an instant, the Taoism was extinguished and the formations were shattered!

The five Xiao Fengqings were blown away by the impact, and blood spurted out from their mouths. Countless purple and black palms stretched out from the void, scratching, clasping, and climbing on their bodies!

The stage Law Treasure rippled brightly under the impact. Although all the flying sword Law Weapons were destroyed, Miaomiao was not harmed. She took out the Law Weapon again and prepared to help her master.

Chen Changsheng, who is at the center of the battle, is already fighting with ‘Chen Xizhong’.

The sky and the earth with a radius of hundreds of miles are stretching out their palms, densely packed and continuous, as if the giant tree connecting the sky and the earth, the whole world is covered with purple-black palms, trying to imprison Chen Changsheng's body, but they are blasted into pieces by endless blood thunder .

Clang!

The Nine-curved Underworld Sword erupted with a sharp sword cry and turned into one hundred and eight flying swords in the sky.

The overwhelming sword shadows gathered together, and the Xiaoxiao sword energy swept across the world like a sword god coming to cleanse the world.

The highest realm of Taiyi Heavenly Guardian Sword Sutra: One Hundred and Eight Sword Realm!

After practicing Taoism for hundreds of years, Chen Changsheng has mastered this swordsmanship to the highest level, erupting in its strongest form, crushing the dense layers of palms.

‘Chen Xizhong’ screamed and attacked while his hands were cut off countless times by the halberd and regenerated countless times.

As he screamed, a bunch of tiny purple-black arms suddenly appeared from his mouth. The moment they flew out of his mouth, they expanded and flew straight towards Chen Changsheng's face like devil's claws.

It comes unexpectedly and is hard to guard against!

But Chen Changsheng ignored these arms. The talismans and defensive spells on his body lit up at the same time, igniting the palms coming toward him from the air.

Chen Changsheng himself swung the Great Wilderness Heaven-Suppressing Halberd, drew a crescent moon in mid-air, and severely chopped off the head of 'Chen Xizhong'.

The screams stopped suddenly, and blood flew into the air.

But 'Chen Xizhong' was not dead. The flesh and blood on the headless body was squirming rapidly, like countless tiny maggots writhing, which looked extremely disgusting.

Chen Changsheng stood in front of this corpse, with the strongest visual impact.

He saw countless tiny purple-black arms crawling out of the broken neck like spiders.

"WTF?!"

Chen Changsheng's mouth twitched slightly, suppressing his nausea, and threw a Ten Thunder God's Curse into the body.

Boom!

Eight bloody thunderbolts fell from the sky, and the headless corpse was bathed in the thunderlight, trembling violently.