World Destroyer Dragon King

For a few breaths, the two kinds of spiritual energy continued to act recklessly in his body, causing his face to be extremely distorted. The flesh and blood on his body were gradually agitated and deformed, sinking into the skin, and the bones creaked and twisted into one group.

Under the strong squeeze, the fake Nangong Hao could hardly distinguish the human form!

Nangong Hao breathed out lightly, the murderous intent dissipated in his eyes, but he didn't look at the miserable state of the fake Nangong Hao, and only slowly moved his fingers away.

If it was normal, Nangong Hao would be elated if he could crush his opponent like this, and he would be able to talk to himself for a long time, using all the words he could use to praise himself, and let Jing Qing comment a few words before he would stop.

But today his face is a little heavy, still a bit gloomy and cold, without the joy and optimism of the past, but with Yang Yunxi's feeling, he seems a little taciturn, a little cold, and repulsive.

I don't know if it was because of the murder, or because of other reasons, Nangong Hao just lowered his head and walked slowly towards the village chief.

The moment his finger moved away, the fake Nangong Hao's inhuman body instantly exploded into a blood mist without any sign, it seemed that because he lost the power of Nangong Hao's spirit pattern, he could no longer bear such oppression, and instantly melted into the world space, no longer exists.

But at the last moment, what Nangong Hao didn't notice was that there was some luck deep in the fake Nangong Hao's eyes.

In that place, there were only blood-stained clothes, a few storage bags, a few formation cards, and debris piled up all over the place.

There was a small ball of fire and a few drops of water above it. It seemed that there was still a little blood on it, and it was also stained with a strong bloody aura. After circling continuously, it rushed back to Nangonghao's dantian.

"Nangonghao, are you okay?" Looking at Nangonghao's state, Jingqing couldn't help feeling a little worried. He could feel that Nangonghao didn't have any thoughts at the moment, and it was precisely because of this that he was even more worried.

"I'm fine." Nangong Hao's voice was a little low, but the simple three words seemed to change him. He quickly helped the village chief up and checked for any injuries.

A cool breeze came from the sky, lifted Nangong Hao's hair, and rolled up the broken branches scattered on the ground, but there was some blood in the coolness, making Nangong Hao's back look even more solemn.

The silence at this time made the atmosphere here even more weird.

This is Nangong Hao's first murder!

He didn't even know the name of the intruder...

But the fluctuations in his heart were not so violent, it could even be said that he was calm, without the slightest ripple.

It is precisely because of the fake Nangonghao that Nangonghao seems to have some understanding, and he is more clear about the path he has determined.

People around me may not be able to take care of them all the time. Perhaps sometimes, killing people is a necessary choice. It is impossible for me to be safe all the time on this road. Maybe some blood is more needed to alert others.

After confirming that the village chief was in good health, Nan Gonghao was relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.

After a moment of silence, the expression on his face relaxed a little, and he smiled again, completely hiding the coldness in his eyes, hiding it deep in his heart.

"Since the village chief is fine, I don't think too much about it. There are so many good things about this person. Now it can be regarded as being cheap to me, and I can make a fortune! Jingqing, hurry up and help me see, there is something strange about it Stuff." The corners of Nangong Hao's mouth rose, and the clarity in his eyes returned, thinking of the weird things fake Nangong Hao made, he felt quite happy and danced.

Jingqing also flew out from the dantian, turning into a palm-sized child. Looking at Nangonghao at this time, he couldn't help shaking his head, but he also smiled, completely free of his previous worries, and then came behind Nangonghao rummaged through the pile of debris.

Nangong Hao hurriedly picked up the strange bag next to the village chief and examined it carefully.

The seemingly ordinary bag has the same effect as the storage bag, but what is even more peculiar is that the several spaces in this bag can accommodate living things.

Especially in that bag, in a small space isolated from other places, Nangong Hao found more than a dozen wriggling cocoons, which were full of vitality but dull and dead. The cocoon looked extremely extraordinary.

Nan Gonghao found it unbelievable, and he couldn't even imagine what kind of existence this kind of thing is. Looking at its breath, it came from the same source as the life-killing spider trapped by the Bana flower between his eyebrows.

Presumably, this is the life-killing spider bred by the fake Nangong Hao. It can parasitize other people's bodies and absorb their vitality.

"Come here, there are good things!"

Before Nangong Hao studied the cocoon, Jingqing's voice sounded behind him. Nangong Hao's eyes lit up instantly, excited, and he put this strange bag in his arms, as if he had encountered some great good thing Similarly, without the slightest ruthlessness before, he reached Jingqing's place even after scrambling.

"Here is a mask, it still looks like you!" Jingqing's small body floated up, also a little excited, and reached Nangonghao's shoulder, pointing to a corner of the pile of sundries,

Hidden under a few storage bags, in a very inconspicuous position, one can see a white mask, as thin as a cicada's wing, and can still tell that the face on it is Nangong Hao's face.

Nangonghao's eyes flashed, and he immediately thought of the scene where the fake Nangonghao changed from Wu Xingyu to his appearance. He thought it was some kind of magic technique. Hearing what Jingqing said, it seemed that the mask was the reason for the fake Nangonghao's change of appearance where.

"It turned out to be a magic weapon. This thing is a good thing! It can completely change the appearance, voice, and even the temperament of the body." Nangong Hao thought, and couldn't help being a little happy.

Originally, what he was most interested in was the fake Nangong Hao's technique to change his appearance. He thought that if the fake Nangong Hao died, he might get nothing, but he didn't expect that he would find it anyway.

"Huh?" Just as Nangong Hao was immersed in his own joy, in the pile of sundries, the mask was suddenly entwined with a bloody light, like a living thing, flashed past Nangong Hao, and turned towards the sky gallop away.

escape?Mask revived?

Nangong Hao was stunned for a moment, a little unbelievable, seeing the bloody aura entwined on it, it turned out... a bit like a fake Nangong Hao's aura!

Suddenly Nangong Hao's eyes flashed, as if he thought of something.After a cold snort, the spatial aura burst out suddenly.

Under the sweeping aura, his figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he appeared directly in mid-air. When he got to the side of the mask, he grabbed it and dragged it fiercely in front of him.

The water and fire spirit pattern glowed, and the two auras instantly wrapped the mask tightly and pulled it in front of him, unable to break free.

In front of him, perhaps because of the suppression of spiritual energy, the mask gradually became transparent. The facial features of Nangong Hao were gradually flattened, and no face could be seen anymore. It seemed that this was the original nature of this mask. It looks like a piece of human skin without any shape, it is very soft and has an unusual touch.

The bloody aura on the mask trembled, and immediately dimmed again. The whole mask kept shaking in front of Nangong Hao, as if he was afraid.

"So that's it, I understand a little bit... Tell me honestly, what are you!" Nangong Haoda looked at the mask meaningfully, and gave a low drink, and the two spirit energy gradually increased their strength, entwining it even more Tightly, the fluctuations of the scattered spirit pattern became more violent, as if the mask would be torn in half directly from it.

"Senior, senior, please spare me! If you have something to say, please say it well..." The bloody aura swirled on the mask, and gradually a crying face appeared on it, looking extremely sad and terrified.

Begging for mercy sounded in Nangonghao's ear, and he kept wailing in front of Nangonghao, and there was a lot of blood rising, forming a phantom with the appearance of a villain, trembling, bowing to Nangonghao again and again.

"Excuse me, senior, this junior knows his mistake, this junior knows his mistake!" The weeping face on the mask wailed, not daring to be presumptuous at all, and the phantom of the villain kept begging for mercy, and glanced at Nangong from the corner of his eye from time to time Hao, looking at Nangong Hao's complexion slightly relaxed, was even more overjoyed in his heart, and said quickly.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior. For your great kindness and virtue, this junior will never forget it. This junior is called Qianmian, but this mask enlightens the spirit. This is the real face of this junior."

Chapter 133 Deception

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and it was pitch black.

In the depths of the dense forest, there is only the aura of water and fire in front of Nangong Hao, shining with two colors of light. It seems to be the only light in this night, but it carries an astonishing coercion.

One person and one mask stood facing each other, and there were constant begging sounds, and they kept begging in front of Nangong Hao.

Jingqing even sat on Nangonghao's shoulder, listening to the pleading voice of the mask, watching Nangonghao's every move as if watching a scene.

"Why should I believe you? You are here to kill me. Your life-killing spider is extremely powerful...Only the dead will not pose any threat to me." Nangong Hao frowned, doubtful about the mask's words, Pretending to be a cold gesture, he spoke slowly, with a bit of coldness in his voice, like unmelting ice.

The strength of the water and fire spiritual energy entanglement increased again, completely obliterating the bloody spiritual energy on the mask.

On the mask, one could clearly see the black smoke rising. At the same time, the finger stretched out, and a pressure spread, and it was like the previous finger, pointing towards the mask.

"Senior, don't... Qianmian is willing to submit to the senior, serve the senior as the master, and hope that the senior will be merciful and spare my life!"

The crying face on the mask froze. Hearing Nangong Hao's voice that was as indifferent as the cold wind, and there was even some murderous intent in it, the look of panic became stronger.

The phantom above it didn't dare to move, its body trembled, as if it was suppressed by Nangong Hao's aura, its voice was weak, but it was still desperately begging for mercy.

Although Nangong Hao's finger didn't have any spiritual entanglement, the mask was still extremely scared when he remembered the previous blow.

Even without the aura, it put even stronger pressure on Qianmian, and the breath of death seemed to permeate his whole body.

I have been firmly locked by Nangong Hao's aura, and there is no way to escape at all. All my secret techniques are useless in the hands of the spirit pattern.

Listening to Nan Gonghao's words, it seemed that he was still brooding about the fact that he used the life-killing spider to sneak attack on him. Thinking back to the cruelty of this person's method of destroying his own body in such a calm manner, he was terrified.

Coupled with the ruthlessness on his body, he has already determined that Nangong Hao is decisive in killing and killing people without blinking an eye. He came here today to kill himself, and this life may really be lost.

Originally, I thought that this assassination was foolproof, but I didn't expect that my so-called second hand would be completely destroyed by Nangong Haoling's cultivation level and that weird speed.

Fortunately, Nangong Hao only touched his own Tianling Gai. This body was originally a puppet he refined from a dead body, but it was just a tool for his manipulation. It didn't matter, after all, the mask was his own body.

Although his body was dead, he saw Nangong Hao studying the bag containing the Extermination Spider, and thought he could use the masked body to find a good time to sneak away.

Unexpectedly, there was another child the size of a palm, who could tell the difference at a glance, and called Nangong Hao. His last chance was completely suppressed by Nangong Hao's terrifying speed. Now he had to ask Nangong Hao to save his life Surrender.

However, Nangong Hao didn't pay much attention to Qianmian's words, he just looked at him coldly, and still moved his fingers slowly, getting closer to the mask.

"Don't kill me! I sincerely serve senior as my master. I...I still

There are three places where treasures are hidden, all of them can be told to senior, please be merciful..." Under the invisible coercion, Qian Mian despaired again, seeing Nangong Hao's fingers hastily opened his mouth, the crying face on the mask was already full of tears , was so frightened that tears flowed, and hurriedly confessed.

Nangong Hao paused for a while when he heard the word Zangbaodi, and stopped his fingers. He looked at the mask with great interest, waiting for his next words.

At this moment, his fingers were only less than an inch away from the mask!

Seeing Nangong Hao stop his fingers, Qianmian finally felt relieved, and realized that his words had worked, he hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, and continued: "I can tell senior all the information on the black market, and the rewards offered by senior on the black market are already very High, I can provide relevant information and help seniors find out who is behind the scenes."

"I can still tell seniors how to use these secret treasures... and the life-killing spiders! Yes, I can also tell seniors all about the raising methods of life-killing spiders.

"I can also be used as a secret treasure to change senior's appearance, and the spirit infant will never notice it... My effect is really great... Really great! Please spare your life, senior!" Qianmian screamed, all Some are incoherent, just tell all the benefits I can think of.

"You are my master, how do I know whether I should trust you or not?" Nangong Hao said slowly, with no expression on his face, he couldn't see whether it was joy or anger, but his fingers were moving forward again, but there was a sense of aura Volatility keeps building up.

Qianmian was so frightened that he quickly nodded and bowed, how could he not hear that Nangong Hao was moved by his words, he didn't even have time to think, and hurriedly stammered: "I...I have a magic technique!"

Just as he was speaking, a jade slip flew out of the storage bag next to Nangong Hao and arrived in front of Nangong Hao.

"This kind of technique can let you leave a mark on me, and the life of this junior is at your fingertips. From now on, this junior will serve you as master for the rest of my life. I... will never have the slightest rebellious heart!" Qian Mian As if grasping his own life-saving straw, he hurriedly said, tried to explain to Nangong Hao, and expressed his loyalty to Nangong Hao, and said it out of righteous indignation.

Nangong Hao also picked up the jade slip, with a blank expression on his face, and checked it for a while.

Qian Mian felt that his life could be saved, so he was naturally pleasantly surprised. The phantom even knelt on the mask, kowtowed to thank Nangong Hao for his generosity.

The crying face on the mask also immediately turned into a smiling face, smiling extremely flatteringly.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Hao pondered for a moment, then immediately raised his hand, and with lightning speed, directly pointed at the eyebrow of the crying face, and the water and fire spirit pattern instantly turned into flames and water droplets, from Nangong Hao's dantian to the index finger at the fingertips.

Only Qianmian let out a shrill scream, and the phantom on it gradually dimmed, unable to withstand Nangonghao's aura, and there were a few small cracks on the mask, which were constantly expanding.

"I didn't lie to you... Really... I didn't lie to you." Qianmian's voice became smaller and smaller, the phantom had become translucent and was about to dissipate, the crying face on the mask had a large black blood at the corner of its mouth Spilled, with the blazing heat of a fire aura.

At this time, Nangong Hao smiled slightly, and then his gesture changed, and two spirit patterns sprang out from the mask and returned to his dantian. in it.

Although Qianmian was terrified, he saw the picture drawn by Nangonghao.

This symbol, however, became ecstatic, without any resistance, allowing the symbol to blend into the body, as if forgetting the pain on his body, the translucent phantom began to kowtow again, and the expression on the mask became Very respectful.

He knew that this symbol was exactly the imprint he had left on the spell in Nangong Hao's jade slip, and his life... was saved!

When this symbol completely infiltrated into the mask, Nangong Hao also had an extra imprint in his mind. This imprint was connected with the symbol in the mask, from which he could feel the joy, anger, sorrow and joy of Qianmian, and all his thoughts .

It seems that only one thought from Nangong Hao can completely dissipate Qian Mian.

In fact, everything Nangong Hao did was just probing. When the mask said the words of his master, he was already moved. After all, what he wanted was the magic technique that could change the face.

But Qian Mian came to kill him, he was worried that Qian Mian was cheating, and a few words were not enough to convince him.

The treacherous and cunning Nangong Hao also used the trick he used to kill Qianmian to test him.

Although that technique is indeed very convincing, but Qian Mian really has too many weird things on him, if he gets caught in his way, the ship will capsize in the gutter.So I used the power of the spirit pattern to test again, so I was relieved.

"Forget it, I'll spare your life." Nangong Hao said lightly, then withdrew his aura, let the mask fall to the ground, turned around again, and carefully checked Qianmian's storage bag with Jingqing .

The black cloud dispersed, revealing the occluded bright moon, sprinkled fragments of moonlight, shining on the mask lying on the ground, and clearly saw the cracks opened by the spirit pattern, reflecting the scene of the catastrophe. After the rest of the happy smiley face.

Nangong Hao carefully inspected Qianmian's storage bag, concentrating on it, and there was even some surprise in his eyes, he didn't care whether the mask escaped or not.

Because the things in the storage bag in his hand had already moved him so much that he couldn't care about the mask at all.

In the space of more than ten feet, there are hundreds of rows of jade slips, all of which are all kinds of strange magical powers and formation cards, like some heresy, it seems that most of them are similar to the current ones. The magical powers used in refining spirits are completely different.

Nangong Hao glanced at it roughly, but Nangong Hao found something very important from one of the jade slips.

A sheet music!

It is dilapidated, but you can basically see some records of playing this song above.

The moment he opened the jade slip, he felt a little dazed, as if he was surrounded by a certain rhythm, and there was even a sound of the piano lingering in his ears, lingering.

But the most important thing is that the barrier left by Liu Hanwei on his right shoulder seems to have some resonance, and this song seems to be able to guide this force and weaken it.

This piano score may be the key to recovering my right hand!

Although the jade pendant that Yang Yunxi gave him could slowly dissolve Liu Hanwei's power, but the effect was too slow, at least it would take hundreds or even thousands of years, whether he could live to that time was the question.

However, with this song, even if he didn't find the dragon claw that Xu Jiayin mentioned in the secret realm of Qinglingzong, he still had a chance to heal his right hand.

How could this not make Nangong Hao happy!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 134: A Thousand Faces of Confessions

Nangong Hao retracted the spiritual energy in the storage bag, and held the sheet music in his hands. The joy on his face was uncontrollable, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on his body instantly felt warm, and his eyes slowly Slow down.

All these were seen by Qian Mian, he knew everything in his storage bag like the back of his hand, and he immediately knew what it was when he glanced at the jade slip in Nangong Hao's hand.

So he hurriedly dragged his wounded body and floated in front of Nangong Hao. The smiling face on his face became even more obsequious, and he explained to Nan Gonghao: "I don't know the origin of this piano score. I got it in the secret realm of Qinglingzong a few years ago. It seems to be a thousand years ago. If the master needs such things, the little one will immediately go to the black market to help the master ask."

As he said that, the expression on the mask immediately became respectful, and he wanted to set off immediately. It seemed that as long as Nangong Hao opened his mouth, Qian Mian was immediately ready to go to his so-called black market to investigate the situation.