After Ning Ke beheaded this Yaksha, the original gloomy air in his heart was also released.

As the blood energy rising from his body slowly dissipated, his aura gradually returned to normal.

Killing the priest under the command of the Mianjiang City God on the bank of the Mianjiang River may be a little horrified, but he really has the confidence.

Although there is still a big gap between his current strength and the realm of the soul, he really wants to invite this Mianjiang Longjun to ask questions.

Retracting the knife into the sheath, he sensed that the resentment in the distance had not weakened in the slightest, and he used the escape light to escape towards Jiang An.

....

The place where the battle was fought just now was not far from the river bank.

Ning Ke came to Jiang'an in a blink of an eye, and when he was several dozen feet away from the square formation, he had already stopped.

Looking at the scene in the distance, he only felt that She Fu's death was a little cheap.

In that formation, at least hundreds of torches were raised high.

Above each stick of these torches is a corpse.

Their heads were pried open, and the light of the raging flames came from here.

When the flame first looked at it, it didn't notice anything.

But now that they are getting closer, they find that the resentment wandering in the sky seems to be traceable.

These corpses were cut open, the bones were pulled away, and the flesh and blood scattered all over the body, as if the whole human skin was shaking there.

Seeing this scene, Ning Ke's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly remembered something.

At this moment, the big formation seemed to sense Ning Ke's blood.

But I saw that the resentment that was wandering in this array had all subsided and got into those torches.

The flame on the torch jumped a few times strangely, and suddenly began to burn.

Under the rising flame, it was outlined in a blink of an eye.

Amidst the surging flames, a figure slowly loomed from the center of the great formation.

He looked like a child, with an innocent look on his face.

It waved to Ning Ke and made a pleasant voice:

"Come and play with me..."

“…”

Ning Ke saw this figure, his eyes were slightly condensed, and his palm was tightly buckled on the handle of the knife.

This figure, he has an impression!

A few days ago, in the heart of Mianjiang River, he had met an old man, a young master and a grandson.

The figure of the child in the center of the great formation is the same as the little grandson that he met back then!

Ning Ke sensed the breath of the other party, and all kinds of emotions were rolling in his heart. .

More, it is anger!

Now it seems that his original promise, I am afraid there is no way to realize it.

And just when Ning Ke was distracted, the eyes of the children in the formation became brighter and brighter.

He didn't show any emotion towards the floating human skins around him, just looked at Ning Ke and giggled a few times:

"I know you, grandpa said, let me find you..."

The voice fell, the lingering sound was still transmitted in the air, but the figure of the child was almost blurred.

Ning Ke's top opened the knife grid and suddenly slashed out, and the splendid knife light swept across.

Hearing a scream, the child suddenly flew upside down, and there was a scar that was deep visible to the bone on his body.

Once the scars appear, there is a tendency to heal, but the residual knife gas has always been a hindrance.

Resentment spilled out from the wound, and in the blink of an eye, the wound was rotten.

Looking at Ning Ke, the innocence in his eyes has disappeared, only the deep resentment remains.

On those small and slender palms, the bright red nails were long in the blink of an eye.

But he saw that he grabbed the wound abruptly, and with a violent pull, a piece of human skin was torn off.

On the half-sagging face, you can vaguely see most of the eyeballs that have fallen out.

Only a crackling sound was heard, and the boy who was originally only more than three feet tall suddenly reached a height of ten feet.

Under his ribs, another pair of arms were born, and he suddenly opened his palms, one with an eye in the center, and the other with a big mouth with sharp teeth.

Looking at this sturdy figure, the memory in his mind is slowly overlapping.

Blood worship! ?

He was vaguely suspicious, but still secretly running his own innate energy, ready to take action at any time.

Although he had just fought a battle with others, the consumption was not too much. If he wanted to deal with this strangeness, it was not a problem.

Ning Ke walked into the formation, and above his body, Taibao's iron armor was slowly condensing.

In the blink of an eye, he was already fully armed.

The strong man who turned into four arms seemed to be provoked, he roared at Ning Ke, and then rushed forward.

During this process, his arm began to transform for a while, and in a blink of an eye, the bones were reshaped and fixed into the shape of a giant axe.

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Seeing this, Ning Ke also rushed towards him directly, holding the knife in both hands and slashing sharply.

clang!

Only a crisp sound was heard, and the Queyue Saber, which could even cut off the blade in the hands of the Xiantian Realm Yaksha, was actually blocked by the axe blade of its flesh and blood.

After the four-armed man collided with Ning Ke, he let out an unwilling roar and staggered back.

He opened his palms under his ribs, his eyes stared at Ning Ke, and some inexplicable energy was passed on to him.

Ning Ke only felt a little stunned, and in his mind, a huge scorpion was born, from top to bottom, overlooking his mind.

It stared at Ning Ke's soul, greedy and resentful.

And at this moment, Ning Ke's soul was also aware.

The light wheel behind Ning Ke turned, and the illusory image of King Ming slowly emerged~lightnovelpub.net~ He opened his palm, and in a blink of an eye, he was caught in his palm.

After the breath was gone, a humane smugness appeared on the face of Duke Ming:

"How dare you covet a body that even this demon has not yet obtained, such a small injustice?"

When Ning Ke came back to his senses, the four-armed man's arm with eyeballs under his ribs slumped weakly.

The muscles of his body suddenly swelled for several points, and he raised his arm and chopped towards Ning Ke.

Gradually, Ning Ke also noticed the rules and thought about it in his heart.

'The strange formation in this formation, although it is powerful, should be stronger than ordinary congenital warriors in terms of strength and resentment.

However, its attack has no rules, every move is rough and clumsy, seemingly agile, but it has no consciousness. ’

After Ning Ke found out the heels of the four-armed man, he no longer hesitated.

I saw that the innate energy in his body suddenly revolved, and the sword force rose into the sky, slicing the grievances on the horizon.

Slash!

With one knife cut, the world is clear and bright, and most of the resentment here has been swept away by him in a blink of an eye.

The torches that were flaming in the first place were extinguished almost nine times out of ten after this blow.

The four-armed man was slashed from his head from his chest to his chest, and he was still separated.

He raised his eyes to see the truth, there was not a trace of flesh and blood in the flesh, and it was completely filled with bones.

Just when Ning Ke wanted to bring it to an end, the strong man with four arms raised his hand as if he was still alive, and killed his entire body.

With a whistling sound, a blood-colored figure suddenly emerged from it.

Ning Ke looked at this figure, his eyes narrowed.

Jiao, this is a blood Jiao!