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Chapter 162 Living Puppet

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The second monster of Blood Evil was shocked. Just as he was about to avoid the soul ligament that Zhao Hen swung, he suddenly found a dark red flying sword beside him whistling with the momentum of breaking through the air. Seeing that the flying sword was about to stab the fat man among the second monster of Blood Evil, the fat man snorted coldly, grabbed the cloak with one hand, and swung it horizontally towards the flying sword. A red blood hurricane appeared along the way, and he hit the flying sword sideways. Then the two of them flashed and shot to the side, almost avoiding Zhao Hen's soul ligament.

However, just as the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, Zhao Hen suddenly smiled, and then stretched out his palms to the two blood evil monsters, and a blood-colored net covered the sky and covered the two of them. They could not dodge in time and were immediately covered by Zhao Hen. They were about to lift their spiritual power to break the blood net, but found that the meridians in their bodies had been blocked and could no longer raise a trace of spiritual power!

Looking at the two blood evil monsters that were controlled by him, Zhao Hen was like an old man with a kind-eyed look, smiling kindly towards the two of them. The blood-red soul ligament in his body also poked out, twisting and stabbing into the two of them, and then the bloodthirsty soul refining judging was running at an extremely fast speed.

However, Zhao Hen has not yet killed the Blood Evil monster. After all, Zhao Hen still has many things to understand. If you want to get some answers from the two, you must leave a living mouth first. Now Zhao Hen controls the speed at which the soul ligaments absorb blood and flesh, which is like a finger arm. It absorbs as much flesh as the flesh and blood as you want, and it is not bad at all.

Soon, the fat man turned into a skinny and bone-like bone-like man with a visible speed of naked eyes. The originally fitted robe also shrank due to the rapid rapid body. In a moment, it seemed to be bigger and almost slipped down from his shoulders. The thin man Zhao Hen did not let go, and the soul ligament just sucked gently. The guy who was already thin and bone-like suddenly became shaped and bone-like, and could almost see the bones in the translucent skin.

Suddenly, someone was evacuated from flesh and blood. This severe pain suddenly made the two scream like a pig slaughter. It was not until Zhao Hen stopped absorbing flesh and blood that the two were able to breathe, but after seeing the situation in front of them, they were extremely frightened.

The thin man didn't change much, but he looked a little thinner, which didn't change much from the beginning. But the fat man was different. His strong body, which was round and rolling, suddenly turned into a big, soft skin and pleated skin all over his body. Seeing this scene, the fat man who was controlled by Zhao Hen almost fainted!

Until now, the two of them had completely realized that they had hit a big iron plate, but there was no medicine for regret in the world, but now it was too late to say anything. Although their bodies were so limp that they could not move, they had not forgotten to beg for mercy. Looking at Zhao Hen, they almost cried out in tears, and they had no spirit of hiding in the darkness and plotting against hundreds of people: "Give up your life!"

Now that the life and death of the two are in the hands of Zhao Hen, they are reluctant to give in. The people in the Demon Sect never care about face issues. It is normal for them to kowtow and beg for mercy when encountering a critical moment of life and death. Although the two are cultivators of the Demon Sect, they cannot be afraid of death.

"I really want to know what happened recently, why so many demon cultivators gathered in this direction." Looking at the Blood Evil Monster who was crying, a kind smile appeared on Zhao Hen's face. But at this moment, Zhao Hen's smile fell into the eyes of the Blood Evil Monster again, which scared them so much that their bodies trembled like sieve. Soon, the two of them rushed to tell the reason like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

According to what the two of them mentioned, the treasure-hiding land of Wanzi Mountain recorded on Zhao Hen's scroll has been sparking from the ground a few months ago. Recently, the brilliant colors are getting more and more prosperous, and there are signs of vague signs of breaking out of the ground, which has attracted a large number of nearby demon cultivators to see if they can take the opportunity to get any benefits.

However, these rumors do not attract those powerful masters. After all, this kind of strangeness is not seen once or twice in the eyes of experts. There is nothing to make a fuss. Even if someone really gets benefits from it, the masters have the strength to snatch it from others.

As for the two monsters of Blood Evil, they were not fighting for these things, but because the young master of Blood Evil Sect was practicing magic skills recently, requiring a large amount of blood from Jindan stage monks to practice. Recently, they heard the rumors that something strange happened in Wanzi Mountain, so they waited for the rabbit on the road to Wanzi Mountain, waiting for some Jindan stage monks to be arrested, and they could collect their blood and report to the young master.

After hearing the confession of the two Blood Evil monsters, Zhao Hen was shocked. If what the two said was true, it was very likely that the treasure hiding place on the scroll in Zhao Hen's hand had a mutated. If this was the case, Zhao Hen had to rush to Wanshi Mountain as soon as possible. Once the treasure hiding place was discovered, Zhao Hen still had to fight for it.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hen moved his eyes to the second monster of Blood Evil again, like a big bad wolf looking at the little lamb, and walked up excitedly with his hands rubbing his hands. Zhao Hen's actions fell into the eyes of Blood Evil, and naturally understood what Zhao Hen was thinking, which made both of them suddenly sag and began to cry in horror: "Give up your life! Give up your life! I am willing to be your living puppet, please don't kill us!"

As the name suggests, a living puppet is a living puppet. As a puppet, a person with his own thoughts, but his body is controlled by others. He can not only act under the control of his master, but also meditate and practice and take medicine to heal his wounds. In the future, he can break through the bottleneck and improve his realm as his cultivation improves.

However, although living puppets are jealous, the requirements for making live puppets are very high. Not only is the process very complicated, but the other party also requires the cooperation of the other party, otherwise it is impossible to succeed. Even if some monks are restrained, very few are truly willing to be living puppets, so living puppets are rare. Even if some are some, most of them are just some with low cultivation.

"Living Puppet?" After hearing the words of the Blood Evil Monster, Zhao Hen's eyes lit up. Zhao Hen naturally would not refuse such a living puppet that could be promoted in the future: "Okay, spare your life!"

With the cooperation of the two blood evil monsters, Zhao Hen soon completed the refining of the living puppet. Then he felt a little unsafe, so he immediately stuffed a pill into the mouth of the two of them and put on an octopus to cover up his body. Only then did he feel at ease to continue moving towards the Wanzi Mountain.

Along the way, Zhao Hen was guarded by the two living puppets of the Blood Evil and Monster, but he did not meet a few blind people. Within a few days, Zhao Hen's figure appeared in a small town near Wanshi Mountain. The facilities in the small town were very complete, from various street stalls, merchants to auction houses, there was no shortage of any of them. Not only that, various high-end restaurants, inns, and even places for the demon cultivators to be romantic and romantic are almost everywhere. Many people in the Demon Sect like to enjoy it, and even often spend a lot of money on it. It is not surprising that they have these.

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