Peerless Taoist

"You want to die!"

Zhen Ling was stabbed. She immediately reacted and slapped the middle-aged man.

He is a strong person out of the body. He has practiced his magic to perfection. Even if he is seriously injured, he can still easily kill the person in front of him.

However, his hand reached half, and the original condensed mana collapsed.

Zhen Ling was slightly stunned. Suddenly, the whole person was numb and paralyzed on the ground.

"Don't struggle. I know you are a strong person out of the body. You specially use the best Huagu powder. Within three breath, all your imprisonment will be turned into blood." the middle-aged man said calmly.

Zhen Ling raised his head difficultly. His face was ferocious and said, "kill me, and you don't want to leave alive."

The middle-aged man disdained and said, "I'm the head of the family. I'm equal to you in status. Even if I kill you, the guardian array won't bother."

In Zhen Ling's eyes, resentment and unwillingness finally turned into a trace of despair.

He felt that his muscles and bones began to melt.

If there is a frontal confrontation, he can never give others a chance to get close to himself.

However, even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't figure out why the middle-aged man wanted to kill him.

"Even if I die, I will take you on my back!" Zhen Ling's eyes suddenly showed a cruel look.

Whoosh!

From the center of Zhen Ling's eyebrows, a dark shadow suddenly appeared and rushed towards the middle-aged man.

The shadow, impressively, is Zhen Ling's appearance, but it is just a shadow, unreal and unpredictable.

"The soul out of the body is worthy of being a monk out of the body." the middle-aged man looked at it with appreciation.

Suddenly, a crack opened in the middle-aged man's forehead.

The crack became more and more cracked, and finally cracked the middle-aged man's head directly.

After the middle-aged man's head split, a dark ferocious ghost came out of it.

The ghost has six arms, teeth and claws, and a face is divided into two sides, crying and laughing.

"You're not Zhen Fu, who are you?" Zhen Ling trembled and turned to escape.

"We ancient demons have arranged for so many years, but I didn't expect that a boy who didn't know where to come was broken. In that case, you don't have to live!" the ghost smiled ferociously.

"What, ancient devil!"

Zhen Ling's spirits are trembling!

What Lu Yu said is true!

"Now that you're here, don't go." the ghost opened its fangs and swallowed Zhen Ling's soul.

Come on! Come on!

In the dark corner, there were throbbing swallowing sounds.

Zhen Ling's bones have melted away.

In a pool of blood, Zhen Ling's human skin is moving slowly.

Finally, the man's skin fell on the middle-aged man.

Then, one by one, the shaky shadows rose slowly.

Click, click!

A bone crisp sound came out, startling countless birds in the night.

"Who is it?" a servant of the Zhen family noticed the sound here and came with lanterns.

"It's me."

Out of the darkness, out of a person.

The servants quickly knelt down and said, "it's elder Zhen Ling. We're abrupt."

"I'm just out for a walk. Let's go." Zhen Ling waved her hand.

The servants all left. Zhen Ling turned around and a flame fell.

Suddenly, the fire rushed to the field and burned all the blood just now.

"Boy, dare to break my good deeds. When you hand in the order of the house owner, you will die!" Zhen Ling sneered.