The bronze bell was destroyed, and the surrounding zombies became shriveled like a balloon.

Xiao Zhao, who didn't dare to show his breath, saw that Zhu Mo was not only safe and sound, but also smashed the bronze bell, and his tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

Qi Wei straightened up and took off the blue Taoist uniform on his body.

Hands clasped together, the corners of the mouth raised: "Patriarch Han, young master. I have reserved the bodies of the two of you first."

"I will take your Yuanshen to become the strongest person in the world."

Qi Wei's body was immediately covered in blood, and the huge power made him extremely terrifying, and blood gushed out from his body, covering his entire body.

The terrifying atmosphere spread, making everyone feel a kind of suffocating depression.

The blood on Qi Wei's body slowly condensed into the appearance of several human heads, and as Qi Wei kept waving his palms, these heads gradually solidified.

The blood-condensed head had a ferocious face, and a deep and angry roar came from its mouth.

Pointing at Qi Wei, Xiao Zhao stepped back and trembled all over. Before taking a few steps back, he tripped over a tree branch on the ground and sat down on the ground, muttering: "This is... the blood spirit method!"

"Xueziling?" Zhu Mo was stunned by Qi Wei's current appearance, and only after seeing Xiao Zhao's words did he wake up a bit.

"Absolutely... It's just that Qi Wei's trick is different from the blood spirit technique I know."

Xiao Zhao's face was full of horror: "Normally, those tricks are practiced with chicken blood, but the blood on Qi Wei's body is human..."

"You smell it?"

"No! Because I saw my fourth senior brother, the nine heads formed by the blood spirit technique should be evil ghosts, but the nine heads around him are obviously nine different human heads."

Xiao Zhao had disbelief on his face, and fear completely occupied his entire face.

"You killed the fourth senior brother?" Xiao Zhao's lips trembled, he only hoped that Qi Wei would deny it.

Qi Wei nodded and said casually: "Yeah, it's been a long time. Killing senior brother will waste a lot of my effort."

"When he died, he was still yelling about that old man Liu Hui...It makes me irritated to think about it." Qi Wei picked his ears in disgust.

He knew that Qi Wei was very strong, but he never expected that he would be so strong.

The fourth senior brother can be regarded as one of the best masters in the whole world, and only the senior senior brother and the master can defeat him in the entire Qingyu Temple.

Is it that such a top expert died in Qi Wei's hands?

How can we defeat such a terrifying monster?

"Then let you catch up with senior brother first."

A blood-condensed head on Qi Wei's body moved towards Xiao Zhao Fei under his control, and the facial features on that face were twisted together to look extremely hideous and terrifying.

Looking at the approaching head, Xiao Zhao was stunned and backed away at a loss.

Seeing that Xiao Zhao was about to be bitten into pieces by that head, Zhu Mo released his claws to block the attack.

"Don't die? What else do you know about this sorcery?"

Now it's not possible for Xiao Zhao to get a box lunch early, he doesn't know anything about Qi Wei's sorcery.

If one of the nine heads with different appearances was Xiao Zhao's fourth senior brother, it is estimated that the other eight heads would not have been ordinary people during their lifetime.

Xiao Zhao was pulled out of the fright by Zhu Mo, casually wiped the sweat off his face and said, "I don't know much... Qi Wei is probably the only one who knows this technique in the world today."

Even Xiao Zhao didn't know, so he could only rely on himself.

Even with the villain's eyes, this guy doesn't have much information, only a few lines of basic information that are worthless.

"Hey, I won't give you time to think." Qi Wei reminded with a stern face.

The two heads and two eyes wrapped around his body radiated frightening light towards Zhu Mo and Xiao Zhao Fei.

When Han Ning first saw this, he punched one of the heads off.

The head was scattered, and a ball of blood floated in the air, but it didn't disappear at all, but slowly condensed.

Almost in an instant, the head condensed into its original appearance, and its face was more ferocious than before, as if expressing its anger.

It opened its mouth wide at Han Ningchu, and a linear dark green liquid shot out from his mouth.

The nimble Han Ningchu hurriedly avoided, her brows slightly frowned under the helmet.

This condensed head can actually release martial arts.

Watching the dark green liquid sprinkled on the ground quickly spread to the surroundings and make a squeaky sound, the ground soon sunk into a large piece.

Qi Wei bared his teeth and laughed loudly: "Be careful, this is the head of the number one poison master in Huangzhuang, Danzhou. If you touch that thing, even a god will fall down."

"When I entered Huangzhuang, I was the guy who deliberately died first."

The expression on the other flying human head was not so ferocious, but a mournful face.

I don't know what happened to him before he was alive, and he died like this.

"Young master, I recognize this head. Be careful with his eyes, they will cause hallucinations."

Xiao Zhao recognized the former owner of the head.

Master's friend, a sage who mastered folk mystical pupil art.

According to the master, as long as his eyes meet, he will fall into a long illusion. If he fails to get out of that illusion, he will stay in it for the rest of his life.

But this pupil technique has a disadvantage. The time in the illusion is different from the real time. A day in the illusion is about one-tenth of a second in the real world.

So as long as the heart is strong enough, there is still a chance to come out of the illusion.

It's a pity that Xiao Zhao's reminder was too late.

Zhu Mo's eyes had met those of the human head.

There was darkness in front of his eyes for an instant, and then a bright light shone from afar, making Zhu Mo unable to open his eyes.

And there seemed to be rustling sounds in my ears.

"Hey, my son is here? No! It should be said that it is the guy who occupies my son's body..."

The voice that made Zhu Mo feel extremely familiar sounded, and Zhu Mo broke out in a cold sweat in shock.

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