Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

The appearance is almost exactly the same, except that the body size is slightly larger.

A pair of wide-open eyes, with an air of majesty without even being angry.

If ordinary people looked into the eyes of the statue, they would probably be frightened.

This time.

Xiao Xiaohong's gaze still remained on the corner behind the tall statue.

“Someone is here.”

Only Anle can hear the voice of the woman in red, so there is no need to worry about being noticed by others.

Anle's spiritual consciousness swept away, but found nothing.

But with the experience from last time, he certainly wouldn't take it lightly.

Anle walked slowly and spoke loudly.

"Which Taoist fellow is here? Why don't you come out and talk to me?"

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement from the shadow.

However, a strong smell of alcohol wafted faintly.

Anle's pupils shrank.

With his excellent eyesight, he could see that sitting in the corner was a little old man with unkempt hair and ragged clothes.

Drunk as hell, like... asleep?

Old Chengtou! ?

Anle's heart was pounding.

If the person in front of him is Old Chengtou, then who did he bring with him?

He immediately turned around, walked out of the hall, and looked around.

But where is the second old man in the City God Temple?

After a while.

Anle walked back to the main hall and came to the corner behind the statue.

There were two or three empty wine bottles scattered here, and the unpleasant smell of alcohol was spreading from there.

"Old man, wake up."

Anle called out two or three times.

Old Chen just woke up slowly.

"Immortal?"

Old Cheng was confused: "Why are you here?"

Anle frowned.

"I also want to ask, why are you here?"

"Weren't you outside just now?"

The old man looked strange.

"Master, could it be that... you are also drunk?"

"I have been living here since last night. These bottles of wine were bought for me by you, Immortal!"

"You clearly didn't stay in the inn with me last night...hiss..."

At this moment, Anle felt that his mind was vaguely confused.

Those memories that should have been clear seemed to be covered with a veil.

It was impossible to confirm when he and Old Chen parted.

Anle walked to the side and called out Lao Mo from the strange pill.

"Master, did you remember it wrongly?"

Lao Mo said with great certainty.

"After you rescued the old man from the temple, you bought him two jars of wine and let him go."

"Master, you know me, Lao Mo. I will never lie to you."

After hearing these words, scattered memories flooded into Anle's mind, filling in the details of his separation with Old Chengtou.

Including where did you buy the wine?

How much gold and silver did you spend?

Who else was there at the time?

It's all crystal clear and extremely real.

But the more this happened, the stronger the strange feeling Anle felt.

"No, something must be wrong."

"Easy."

At this moment, Xiao Xiaohong's voice suddenly sounded.

When he turned his head, he saw the beautiful eyes of the woman in red staring at him quietly.

"Memory is false."

Her words were gentle, as if they carried a mysterious magic.

Anle woke up quickly, all the confusing memories disappeared, and he returned to his original state.

He had a blank expression and cold eyes.

It seems that this City God Temple and the statue are more mysterious than he originally thought.

He can actually tamper with other people's memories without anyone noticing.

If it weren’t for Xiao Xiaohong, even he would have been caught!

Anle raised his head and looked up.

The originally majestic statue now looked indescribably evil.

There seemed to be a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

boom! ! !

Anle's blood was rushing throughout his body, and his muscles and bones were crackling like frying beans.

The compressed body returns to its "normal" state and grows taller at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The ghost armor crawled out from under the skin, revealing an exaggerated and terrifying body.

at this time.

The statue, which had been motionless like a dead object, suddenly came to life!

Its body trembled, and the rust on its surface was shaken off.

Revealing the strange light patterns underneath.

It looks like some kind of magic circle, or also like a special mechanism.

When it moves, even the ground shakes slightly.

The momentum is very strong.

at the same time.

On the other side, Lao Mo covered Lao Chengtou's eyes with his hands in time and quickly dragged him away from here.

Lao Mo knew that the master was very angry and the consequences would be serious!

"Can you finally bear it?"

Anle spoke in a hoarse and rough voice.

The moment he woke up, he discovered that there was something unusual about the statue, and there was a strange spiritual power flowing.

It was obviously tampered with.

Perhaps, the other party is now watching him through the statue.

After being activated, the statue raised one leg and stomped down hard.

"Too slow! Too light!"

Without waiting for the leg to fall, Anle left an afterimage on the spot, leaped up like a cannonball, and came to the chest of the statue.

The energy and blood surged like the sun rising out of the sea or the golden crow descending into the world!

With the force of thunder, he punched out!

clang! ! !

The vast sound waves rolled like waves.

The vibrating energy expanded outwards, tearing the air apart.

Click——click——

In the shock wave, the solid temple walls continued to collapse, and stones and wood chips flew everywhere.

The entire City God Temple is crumbling and seems to be about to collapse at any time.

But under such great force, only a few tiny cracks appeared on the chest of the statue.

The sarcasm on the statue's face became even more intense, and it actually spoke in human language.

"Foolish monk, you don't know what you are facing!"

The fist under the Anle Ghost Armor felt a dull pain.

But when he heard the words of the statue, he was not surprised but happy, with a ferocious smile on his face.

"Good! Hard enough!"

"Then let's see, which is harder, your body or my fist!"

He just needed such a tough opponent to adapt to his increasingly powerful body.

******

boom!

boom!

boom!

The dull roar alarmed most of the residents in Zhenxuan City.

The ground shook from time to time.

If you don’t know, you might think it was an earthquake.

The monks from other places came closer like sharks smelling blood.

"It's the Ghost-Faced Man! It's him again!"

"That statue... is so huge! What are those on its body..."

They could see the situation on the battlefield from a distance.

The former City God Temple has become a ruin, with broken walls and ruins everywhere.

The statue's huge size is full of oppression, and even its weight alone is enough to crush many people to death.

But above its head, a dark shadow was shuttling back and forth like lightning.

Ordinary casual cultivators can't even capture it with the naked eye.

"What an amazing speed!"

"What a terrifying power!"

Among the crowd of onlookers, there was a burly man who was staring intently.