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The old man's expression became very ugly.

He glanced at Li Yinlong, who was still suspended on the obelisk, and the crimson granulation on his body surrounded by black evil spirits slowly squirmed. After absorbing the blood of the petite woman, he became more energetic than before.

"Dead horses can only be used as living horse doctors, let's do this first!"

The old man’s complexion was a bit heavy, and after a little thought, he said to the woman, “I don’t have your business here for the time being. I just gave you the silver key of Jiu Yao for safekeeping, but in order to command the 12 pillars, you need to strengthen it. Lingshi, go to the'Hall of Nine Lights' and wait, I will help you continue to strengthen Lingshi later."

"Yes!" The woman named Wu Ji walked out without looking back.

The old man looked at her back and murmured: "There is still a hound left...it seems that there is no other way in a short time. Let's try it."

In front of the huge black stone wall, countless believers were still doing their daily work of copying, and the singing voice echoed in the empty and cold hall.

Hidden underground in the temple, the stone walls on both sides of the passage are illuminated by erratic candles, giving off a strange ghost-like form, and the walls seem to have life.

The plant's roots and stems that are covered with rocks are undulating, like a pulse beating and breathing. Looking carefully, those stone walls were not actually plant rhizomes at all, but were full of flesh and blood vessels.

The old man left the black altar symbolizing the organization's logo, and put on an overly neat clothes. The spotless black dress, with a delicate brooch pinned on the chest, the neckline is surrounded by a standard "C"-shaped arc, and the shiny hair is meticulously combed.

This dress seemed so incompatible with this ancient, gloomy, and weird temple, but no one here could question his significance.

"Oh!-Dang!"

A grieving cry and the sound of broken bones sounded almost at the same time, and the heavy metal door panel was hit by something.

Immediately afterwards, there was another scream. Another black-robed disciple flew out from the thick metal door and hit the wall in the passage. He was instantly killed. His muscles were broken and the disciple could not be described. The tragic situation.

The old man who had just stepped into the passage looked at everything indifferently and turned a blind eye. I just feel that my feet are empty, and the clothes on my body are also floating, as if my whole person is weightless.

The weird red eyeball appeared at the top of the cane again, exuding a terrifying strange light, and with a "buzz", his body instantly returned to normal.

The old man frowned and hurried to the metal door. Inside was a huge cave, but the scene before him was chilling.

Three successive black-robed disciples were smashed on the wall again, and the **** space was like **** on earth, which made people feel sick and desperate.

The huge black-gray figure was buried in the deepest room of the cave. There were a few stumps of iron hoops on his body, and his back was stained red by the blood of the disciples.

Several huge iron hoops were obviously twisted and broken by strange forces. The iron hoops were made of a certain alloy with some mechanical devices on them. There was electric fire, and even the metal sections on them were stained with blood. Only the largest one is left intact.

It was an indescribable figure like a hill, locked on the iron hoop that it couldn't break free. The skin on the surface is flowing slowly, but it doesn't look like water at all. It is like liquid lead, shiny and dense.

On closer inspection, this strange thing still vaguely retains the human form.

However, the arms on both sides of the body seemed like the delicate arms of a young girl, drooping and lifeless, from time to time neurotic convulsions. If they were not on this monster, no one would think that they were not human arms.

Although this arm is also black and gray, it is crystal clear, and even the opposite can be vaguely seen in the past, flowing with an indescribable halo.

Obviously this guy caused all the horror in front of him, and also ate the black dazzling disciples, and still chewed.

The arrival of the old man made the monster feel, and it stopped moving, motionless like a clay sculpture.

An unbroken disciple on the ground struggled, and stretched out his arm to the old man with his last strength, his lips stirred a few times, and he made a "uuu" sound in his mouth, and couldn't hear what he was saying. His lower body was bloody, and his black robe was broken into pieces of cloth and stuck to it.

But the old man turned a blind eye and heard nothing, and directly raised his leg and stepped over his head.

The body of that strange thing trembled, and stopped amid the sound of the old man's slow and steady steps.

The sound struck in its mind, as if it temporarily regained its sanity, completely sinking into the icy surrounding core, as if it had been anchored.

"I can't suppress... suppress the crazy killing... Give me... blood..." That voice turned out to be a female, exuding a shrill sound like metal crushing.

The black-gray body slowly limped to the ground, and a few drops of red blood dripped from its chest, dripping from its eye sockets instead of from its mouth.

Is it **** tears?

"Oh, do you want to suppress the bloodthirsty impulse in your body?" The old man stopped in front of his swollen body, his crutches stuck on the rocky ground and sank deeply.

One of his palms was stretched out and turned exactly 180 degrees. The still-sound disciple on the ground was lifted up by a strange force and slowly sent to the monster.

"Come, let him ascend and enter the heaven of the Supreme God, and I will set you free."

The old man's piercing eyes darkened, his eyelids drooped, and there seemed to be boundless expectations in his eyes looking at the monster.

"Ho ho--"

There was a trembling sound from the monster's throat, and any human being who heard this sound would go mad, and would run away if he wanted to.

But the old man stood still, holding a cane in his hand, as if holding a scepter with supreme power, studded with jewels and coated with gold powder.

It was trembling violently, mucus dripping from the corners of its grinned mouth, and he hesitated to stretch out its deformed arm. Soon, after touching an invisible wall, the outstretched limbs suddenly retracted like being burned. At this moment, its inner struggle is conceivable.

"What's the matter, don't you want to become the servant of the Supreme God respected by all people?" The old man's voice was soft and full of calm majesty.

The black dazzling disciples slowly opened one eye, and his blood loss made his lips look pale and thin, but they were still muttering something.

There was a sneer on the old man's face, and he snarled at the monster, and said, "Did you hear it? This is his own request. Are you going to disappoint the Supreme God?"

The monster suddenly fell to the ground, wriggling on the dark body like a small hill, and instantly slender limbs squeezed through the skin and got out, like a few more arms, and tightly embraced the floating disciples. In a body like water.

A few seconds later, the terrifying screams of the Obsidian Cultist stopped, his body disappeared, his black body slowly twisted, and several arms on his skin slowly retracted.

"That's right. If your will is not firm enough, God will spur you. You did a good job... Give up your original reason, just to better follow God's will."

The old man nodded in satisfaction, released the palm of his cane, put aside the monster, didn't even look at it, turned and walked slowly towards the weird machine at the end of the cave.

In front of the machine was a black seat, extremely delicate, cold and heavy, made of cast iron.

But only a few seconds later, a loud noise erupted behind him.

The huge impact made everything in the hole tremble. A **** air surged from behind him, as if he had been swallowed by the **** sea behind him.

The monster howled, and the terrifying brute force broke free from the last huge steel cable, dragged the concrete stone pier weighing tens of tons across the ground, and came straight to him.

The old man's gray pupils suddenly shrank. He knew how much strength it would take to break free of the steel cable, but he didn't turn around immediately.

The sound of mantra chanting came from all directions, echoing in the huge cave, as if countless believers were singing and singing at the same time.

The stick stuck on the ground, an eyeball screamed at the top, shaking convulsively. At the same moment, the whole cave was trembling with the convulsions of the eyeball, and the dust and gravel fell one after another. Time condenses into an invisible sphere.

The old man shook his head and said with disdain: "Unfortunately, the loser...there is no reason to continue to exist. Is my sane so much that I want to eat it?"

After speaking, he slowly turned around, and the strange scene behind him was exactly as he expected.

The monster's body was easily held, and countless invisible hands grasped it firmly, and it twisted unwillingly, trying to break free from the cage. Afterwards, the limbs that were like liquid lead protruding from his body had sharp teeth at the front end-these are sharp teeth that even alloy can smash, and they whizzed towards the old man's body.

The chanting sound stopped abruptly when it reached its climax.

The old man gently stretched out his hand and brushed away the steel cable as if dusting off. The huge steel cable was connected to the cement pier weighing tens of tons and rolled to the side. The monster twisted and rolled its body like an evil.

Then, the sound of cracking sounded endlessly. The muscles and bones in its body seemed to be shattered under a certain powerful force. If you see through the skin and muscles at this time, you can find that countless fine cracks are all over it. Like cracks in the finest porcelain.

The black limbs exploded inside, and with the dregs flying like snow scattered in the hole, a woman with an upper body and a red fruit lay on her back on the ground, dying.

As soon as the old man stretched out his hand, he had already grasped the stick in his hand.

He still didn't look back at the woman and sat down on the big cast iron chair.

The mechanism that popped up from nowhere, he immediately tapped on the panel with his hand, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com showed a picture that only he could understand in front of him-densely packed data distributed in humanoid stereoscopic images Above, the small light spots connected by lines are represented by different colors, and he frowned at the light screen.

"The homology rate... can reach such a high level! Well, it seems that the body of the practitioner is the most suitable material. Is this an example?"

The weird machine rotated slowly and rose slowly, and the thermostatted incubator emitted a thick cloud of mist. There were several partitions in it. In each partition lay a human body, just like the woman lying on the ground. Red fruit all over the body.

There was no one in the partition, but a black sphere. It looks like a black egg with a diameter of 80 cm.

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