My sister is the daughter of destiny

The onlookers were all stunned. Ou Ming's wings, limbs, and torso had each transformed into a person. They were old and young, male and female, and without exception, all had cultivation skills.

Even most of them are high-level immortal masters, and even the man transformed from their torsos is an immortal king! An early stage immortal king!

It’s just that these high-level immortal masters and even the Immortal King all have broken limbs, are unable to move, and have weak breath, like a candle in the wind.

Even though Ou Ming was left with only a head, he was still staring at Lu Ningfeng with gritted teeth. Pale flesh kept emerging from the gap in his neck, as if he was slowly building a body.

But his strength was burned away by Lu Ningfeng, and his body's recovery speed was too slow at this moment.

"What did you see?"

Lu Ningfeng patted the filth on his hands. With his physical strength, these filth could not have any effect on him and fell off with a pat.

He looked at Liu Ruyan with interest.

Since Liu Xiahui said that his sister joined Xianhua City as a scientific researcher, I think as a scientific research beacon in this world, she might have some unique insights?

Liu Ruyan seemed to have entered working mode. When Lu Ningfeng tore off Ou Ming's first wing, she had already taken out a pair of gold-framed glasses and put them on.

This is certainly not to add a certain mood, although Liu Ruyan's charm does increase in a certain sense when she wears glasses.

This is a kind of detection glasses, and its most basic function is to observe the infection value.

In the field of view through the glasses, there was a big 0 on Lu Ningfeng's head, and there was a 9 on Luan Kuo's head on the front left. One infection value was 0% and the other was 9%, while her own value was displayed in the upper right corner - 12%.

Liu Ruyan's gaze swept over every person who was "torn" out by Lu Ningfeng.

Without exception, their infection values ​​are all 59.99%

This is the 60% bottom line that is infinitely close to the desolate rampage.

These people may go berserk at any time.

However, something forced an end to their rampage.

Wasteland rampage is not a panacea.

"The infection value of these people is infinitely close to 60%... But it's not because they were stuffed into Ou Ming's body. Before that, they were already close to going berserk."

"They were intercepted at the moment when the wasteland went out of control, and the infection value was limited to a constant value through some method! Incredible, how did they do it?"

A bright light shone in Liu Ruyan's beautiful eyes.

This is simply the discovery of the century!

A technology that can keep a person's infection value constant at a certain value! If this technology can be popularized, wouldn't the sentient beings in the Heavenly Spirit Realm no longer be afraid of desolate infection?

Lu Ningfeng nodded slightly. This woman did have some vision. Although her cultivation was not high, she could see through the truth at a glance. However, she still took things for granted.

He mercilessly interrupted her thoughts: "Look at the state of these people, do you still think this is a way to save the world?"

Liu Ruyan was silent.

Then, I felt a little itchy. If I could not beat this guy...

Forget it, I guess I’ll never be able to beat him in this lifetime.

Liu Ruyan compromised.

She began to take out some tools and continued her research under Luan Kuo's support.

Ignoring Lu Ningfeng is the greatest resistance a woman can show.

Lu Ningfeng was also observing. Liu Ruyan's cultivation was too low and she needed the help of some tools, but he didn't need them. Previously, Ou Ming was covered with various restrictions. He could find some strange things, but it was not so easy to see through those restrictions and see Ou Ming's true nature.

That's why he was so curious about Gui Shisan and Ou Ming from Guiyanmen.

"Hmm... that guy seems to have escaped?"

Thinking of Ghost Thirteen, Lu Ningfeng realized that he seemed to no longer be on Zijin Street.

After all, he is just a small quasi-immortal king. In comparison, the bigger Ou Ming can attract more of Lu Ningfeng's attention.

Suddenly, an explosion occurred in a residential area in the west of the city, attracting the attention of many people, and Lu Ningfeng was no exception.

Therefore, naturally, his divine sense swept over, and a gray-white figure that was quickly moving away from the explosion area caught his eye.

"Bastard, bastard, this damn old guy, how did he break free?"

Gui Shisan fled for his life through the alleys and quickly escaped towards the west gate.

He ran away, cursing under his breath.

That young man is so scary.

The master of the sect is gone just like that!

Fortunately, the other party didn't take a small character like him seriously, which gave him a chance to escape from Zijin Street.

However, just as he was about to escape into the crowd, the damn fire slave actually blew himself up!

He was seeking revenge on himself! This was not surprising, but how did he escape the control of the secret technique?

Ghost Thirteen couldn't think of riding his sister.

However, he soon lost the mind to think.

Looking at the young man standing not far in front with one hand in his pocket, Gui Shisan stopped silently, faced the young man's smiling gaze, put his hands on his head, and slowly knelt down.

boom!

Gui Shisan was thrown to the bottom of the pit and fell headfirst into the ground next to Ou Ming.

He struggled to pull his head out of the soil, and saw that the master of the clan actually——

Still alive!

However, compared to his usual majestic appearance, the master of the sect was now recovering his body extremely slowly.

I'm afraid even he can kill the sect master in this state?

This thought suddenly popped up in Gui Shisan's mind.

If we refine the master into...

However, as the sound of footsteps landed, Gui Shisan shuddered suddenly.

Even the master of the sect was beaten like this, even if he refines the master of the sect, he will die...

"Come on, tell me something that interests me."

Lu Ningfeng looked at Gui Shisan with a smile.

Ou Ming has abandoned many of the emotions that humans should have. The threat of death has no effect on him. To be precise, he has already left the scope of humanity.

And this Ghost Thirteen, who still retains most of human emotions, is the best breakthrough.

"Sir, if I tell you, can you give me a chance to live?"

Gui Shisan knelt down immediately.

"Ghost Thirteen! Do you dare?"

Ou Ming, with only his head left, stared at Gui Shisan with his eyes wide open, just like a fierce ghost, wishing to eat the traitor Gui Shisan alive.

Apparently, this inhuman monster had been implanted with some sort of ideology that forbade him from betraying the sect.

Gui Shisan turned around and looked at Ou Ming with pity.

As the most loyal follower of the clan leader, he watched step by step how this gifted clan leader transformed from a human into a monster...

But he also knew that the Sect Master had no choice.

Neither did he.

Once you are a disciple of Guiyan Sect, you will be a disciple of Guiyan Sect for life. No one can disobey the ancestor.

But now——

"That depends on your value."

Lu Ningfeng kicked Ou Ming's head into the dirt, turned to look at Gui Shisan with a gentle smile.

He is just an ant below the level of Immortal King and is insignificant. If he can really provide something useful, he doesn't mind giving him a chance to live.

"If you ask me anything, I will tell you everything I know."

"I still have the same question, what on earth are you?"

Lu Ningfeng raised a finger.

From beginning to end, he only had this doubt.

Two things that look like the living dead, but with people spliced ​​onto their bodies, and these people are actually still alive!

What exactly is the principle behind this thing?

So, after seeing the old man emerging from the shadows and asking him to hand over all his poison sacs, a handsome guy whose curiosity was aroused quietly changed a few restrictions on the old man.

For Lu Ningfeng, who is a Taoist formation master and has a father who is an imperial formation master, this is not even a matter of moving a finger.

It can be said that even if today's incident had not happened, he would find an opportunity to kidnap this Ghost Thirteen and take him apart to find out the truth.

"My Lord, I am a core disciple of the Ghost Flame Sect. I practice the Ghost Flame Art. This technique can transform the soul into ghost flames and the body into a container. The container can hold a fire slave. After the fire slave is contained in the body, you can gain half of the fire slave's power for free, and it can be superimposed."

Gui Shisan explained diligently and noticed that Lu Ningfeng was listening with great interest while also looking curiously at a stitch on his right shoulder.

In order to prevent it from being torn off by this person, he took the initiative to activate the magic formula and made several seals on his right shoulder in succession.

There was a sound of bones snapping and the right arm of Gui Shisan was broken at the root. The gap was as smooth as a mirror, but there was no blood gushing out. The muscles inside were twitching, which was quite strange.

As the right hand fell to the ground, it began to twist and deform, and finally turned into a woman kneeling on the ground, um... naked.

The corners of Lu Ningfeng's mouth twitched slightly.

Ou Ming's right hand also seems to be a woman...

Are all the people in this field so good at playing?

"Sir, this is a fire slave. After a secret method is used to refine a person who is about to go wild and become a fire slave, their process of going wild can be stopped."

"So, the flame in that old man's body is actually your soul clone? You use it to control the fire slave?" Lu Ningfeng asked curiously.

He first saw Gui Shisan's abnormality through the fire in the old man's body.

One person's soul is in a daze, but there is a flame in his body, which exudes the aura of another person's soul. It looks weird no matter how you look at it.

"Yes, that is the method of controlling the fire slaves that comes with our technique. It is my Ghost Flame Seed."

"I remember that old man was a ninth-grade immortal master, right? Why didn't you integrate him into your body? Instead, you chose this... seventh-grade immortal master? Isn't a ninth-grade immortal master stronger?"

Hearing Lu Ningfeng's question, Gui Shisan was stunned at first, and then there was a period of silence.

After a long while, he finally let out a sigh.

"He's my dad."

"I find him disgusting."