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But the middle-aged man was obviously suppressed in the talisman array just now, and he didn't make any moves at all.

Over there, the middle-aged man smiled triumphantly, as if he was very happy, "I'm here anyway, so there's no need to go back."

The blood glowed brightly, and he shot directly.

The ground soaked in blood suddenly seemed to come alive, wriggling like a huge living creature under its feet.

The weird aura that Mo Chen felt just now became stronger immediately.

The soul consciousness went down, but it seemed that something blocked the soul consciousness, and only felt a cloud of fishy blood surging underground.

It's just that when this blood plasma surged, the whole ground moved with it, as if it had merged with it.

Mo Chen stood there quietly without any movement.

Anyway, what he has here now is just a soul clone.

If you are dragged down, it's a good time to see what's weird about the thing below.

However, the creeping of the ground only lasted for a short while before it stopped suddenly.

The middle-aged man frowned, stopped his hands, and said in surprise: "You are just a soul clone?"

Such a result was obviously beyond his expectation.

Mo Chen said indifferently: "So... it's not a body of flesh and blood, it's worthless to you, right?"

"The thing that came out of the ground just now is the meat ball you buried in the pit before?"

But the middle-aged man seemed to have changed his mind and didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore.

A gap suddenly opened on the ground, and the figure of the middle-aged man disappeared in it.

When the middle-aged man was fighting with the gang boss earlier, the blood sprinkled on the ground disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, not a single drop of blood could be seen on the entire ground.

Mo Chen's soul consciousness probed further, and the strange aura in the ground was nowhere to be seen.

Even the aura of the boss and the middle-aged man was gone.

Mo Chen could not help but smack his lips again.

"No wonder the blood spits out like it doesn't want money..."

"It turns out that it can still be recycled and reused!"

Walking into the previous pit, I found that the meat ball was still there.

But if you take a closer look, you can see that the meat ball has only a thin outer shell left.

It was empty inside.

"These things of the Blood Spirit God Sect are so disgusting..."

Baili Village is still quiet, and no one has noticed what happened here.

"The middle-aged man started a fierce battle with the gang boss, in addition to delaying time, it should also be to consume his vitality and physical strength."

"Because the middle-aged man is not sure that he will be able to succeed when the boss is full of energy."

"During the battle, the middle-aged man kept using the blood curse to produce these bloods. It seems that he used higher moves to win the battle. In fact, there is another purpose, which is to revive the monster as soon as possible."

"So that thing needs a lot of blood to nourish..."

Thinking of the talisman formation that helped the boss cover the entire ground of more than [-] feet, and the vitality in the talisman formation was surging, Mo Chen thought again: "Or, we need enough vitality..."

Strong vitality and a lot of blood to nourish that monster can be activated as soon as possible?

At present, it is about this possibility.

However, whether the monster, the boss, or the middle-aged man, it is impossible to disappear out of thin air.

It's just that Mo Chen didn't know what method the other party used, so he just got rid of his own soul tracking.

After working all night, in the end, apart from witnessing a big battle, it can be said that I got nothing.

Mo Chen couldn't help feeling a little unwilling.

Thinking of the other spots laid by the middle-aged man, Mo Chen immediately went to check again, and found that the "meat balls" buried in the other spots were only empty shells.

Mo Chen suddenly understood why he felt that aura was erratic just now, even the aura of the gang boss was also fluctuating left and right.

After the thing caught the leader of the gang, it went to absorb the other "meat balls" together.

Mo Chen reached out to lift up the empty shell in the pit, and felt a faint breath on it.

With a heartbeat, he collected all the empty shells left by the meat ball, and quickly brought them back to Jinyuan City.

In the courtyard of the Wei family, Mo Chen sat in his room, reached out to pick up a meat shell, and threw it into the Lingering Platform of the Book of Gods.

The azure blue vortex in Jie Lingtai lit up, and the flesh shell flashed in the vortex before disappearing.

This is the second time Mo Chen has analyzed the body of flesh and blood.

The first time was to cut off one of Lu Tianyuan's fingers, from which Jin Jun's magic skills were analyzed.

This time, what will be analyzed?

The pages of the book were opened, and a few words jumped out.

"Blood-devouring spirit."

Below the text, there is also a blood red mark.

Mo Chen's spiritual sense penetrated in, and the blood-red marks immediately scattered like sand grains, turning into words one after another.

Just like Jin Jun's magical skills, the Book of the Gods analyzed the secret technique cast on the meat shell.

However, Mo Chen scanned the text and immediately knew...it was useless!

Because this "Blood-devouring Seed Spirit" is just the last blood spirit secret method cast on the meat ball.

That is to say, when the middle-aged man was digging the pit and buried it, he fiddled with it for a while. This secret technique was cast at that time.

The whole process of "Blood-devouring Seed Spirit", to put it bluntly, is an activation procedure.

This meat shell is obviously just a protective layer, once the inner core is activated, this shell will be discarded.

But the core content in the core is not on the shell.

And judging from the description of this secret method, it is indeed very different from the practice world's practice.

Mo Chen rubbed his chin, took another meat shell and threw it into the altar of understanding.

In the past, when the Book of Gods sensed the tricks of the gods like Lin Jin or Xuan Yu Wushuang, it would analyze the complete kung fu for the first time, and it would be directly converted into vitality when it encountered the same kung fu for the second time.

Mo Chen wanted to know if there was anything else left on the meat shell.

The meat shell flashed in the Lingjie platform and was analyzed again.

Sure enough, there was one more thing on the page.

Devouring blood energy.

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This is a breath that is completely different from vitality, and it is extremely weak, and it feels like it can be blown away with just one breath.

Mo Chen simply threw all the meat shells into the understanding altar.

Sure enough, in this way, the spirit-devouring blood energy became slightly stronger.

Mo Chen poked his spiritual sense over and drew the mass of spirit-devouring blood off the page.

But that group of spirit-devouring blood seems to be very manic. Although there are several flesh-shelled spirit-devouring blood together, it is still pitifully weak.

In front of Mo Chen's vitality and spiritual knowledge, it's not worth mentioning at all.

But even so, this group of spirit-devouring blood energy still acted like a ferocious beast, with a faint glow of blood, desperately attacking Mo Chen.

Mo Chen knew that this was because the vitality and skills in his body were very different from the blood spirit secret method.

Mo Chen could tell right away that this mass of spirit devouring blood energy was different from the other vitality he had encountered before.

This mass of devouring blood energy has its own attack attributes. Even if it is analyzed by the book of the gods, it needs the guidance of suitable exercises to be used by him.

The suitable cultivation method should be the blood spirit secret method.

But now Mo Chen definitely has no way to learn the secret art of blood spirit.

First, there is no time, and second, there is no master.

What's more, it doesn't matter if you don't learn the kind of bloody things!

Fortunately, this soul-devouring blood energy is indeed too weak. Although it tried its best to behave fiercely, making itself look like a raging beast, in Mo Chen's eyes, it was still similar to a barking puppy.

Although he didn't have the blood spirit secret technique, Mo Chen didn't think that he would be stumped by such a small mass of spirit devouring blood energy.

The tyrannical Yuan Qi unceremoniously went up and gave Ling Devouring Blood Qi a violent beating.

If it wasn't for fear of breaking it up, Mo Chen could beat it harder.

Then the thick vitality envelops the spirit devouring blood energy in it.

In Mo Chen's vision, as long as he completely absorbs the mass of spirit-eating blood energy, he should be able to sense the location of the monster through the spirit-eating blood energy.

But this spirit-devouring blood energy is really very difficult.

Although there was only a small ball, it looked like a hedgehog covered in thorns in Mo Chen's vitality, constantly resisting any movement of Mo Chen.

Mo Chen knew he couldn't be too anxious, because there was only such a small ball of spirit-eating blood energy in his hands.

Once he lost his hand, this mass of spirit devouring blood might be wiped out.

It will be difficult to get another ball of this spirit devouring blood energy.

In the absence of the blood spirit secret technique, it seems that it will take some work to subdue this mass of spirit devouring blood energy.

The vitality tightly wrapped the spirit devouring blood energy, and then it was like a millstone, constantly squeezing, grinding, and squeezing again.

After repeating it for an unknown number of times, the spirit-devouring blood energy gradually lost its previous viciousness, and the hedgehog-like sharpness was finally wiped out.

Then, Mo Chen kneaded it repeatedly like kneading dough, and finally, all the defenses of the Devouring Blood Qi were broken layer by layer.

After the defense was broken, Mo Chen tried to inject a small amount of vitality into the spirit devouring blood energy.

As soon as the vitality entered, the spirit devouring blood immediately devoured it greedily.

"Good guy, you never refuse anything I give you!"

After absorbing the new vitality, the spirit devouring blood energy seemed to regain his energy. Although he didn't dare to face Mo Chen face to face, he started running around.

Mo Chen finally realized that this spirit devouring blood energy was more difficult to deal with than he imagined.

After the previous actions, he had broken all the defenses against the spirit devouring blood energy, and absorbed his vitality. It stands to reason that he should obey him and be called by him.

But this soul-devouring blood energy is like a wild child picked up from the mountains. Although he was subdued, his stubborn temper is in his bones.

Mo Chen understands that the blood energy of devouring spirit is controlled by the secret method of blood spirit. If it is replaced by a blood spirit mystic master, it will be as if his own father has come, and he can take it for his own use in minutes.

But Mo Chen didn't know the blood spirit secret technique.

Don't say that the biological father is not counted, I am afraid that even the stepfather is not counted.

At best, he can be regarded as the instructor of a juvenile prison.

Although the wild child has let go of his hostility towards him and has had a full meal with him, he still remains wild. It is still a long way from the level of obedience!

But this wild child, now he can't slap him to death.

Mo Chen couldn't help but feel a headache when he thought that even such a small group of spirit devouring blood energy could not be settled after a whole night of tossing.

Unable to control, Mo Chen had no choice but to come up with the trick just now, which was another pass of coercion and clean-up.

After the coercion was dealt with, the spirit devouring blood energy withered again, so Mo Chen injected some vitality into it again.

With the injection of vitality, the blood energy of the devouring spirit recovered a little, and he wanted to escape again.

So it was another coercion and clean-up.

Sure enough, it is not unreasonable to beat a stick to give a sweet date to clean up the bear boy.

Finally, after many times of going back and forth like this, the unbearable spirit devouring blood energy was finally worn away with all the hostility, and was basically subdued by Mo Chen.