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053. Chasing food by instinct

The ghost tiger mourns, Qiang Liang strikes without hesitation, but Yan Xigu relies on his instinct to turn around and throw himself on Qiang Liang the moment Qiang Liang strikes. On the strong beam.

Qiang Liang was startled, and immediately turned around to run away. He didn't want to be the second Ghost Tiger at all.

But Yan Xigu could get rid of it easily?

Yan Xigu, whose mind was occupied by appetite, only had food in his mind, and all non-fatal threats seemed to him non-existent.

Qiang Liang wanted to avoid it, but Yan Xigu said it easily. The human-shaped Qiang Liang was not enough for Yan Xigu to bite...

Yan Xigu opened his mouth wide and bit down on Qiang Liang, but Qiang Liang struggled to escape. Although Yan Xigu failed to bite off Qiang Liang's head, he also swallowed Qiang Liang's entire arm into his stomach.

"Ah!" Qiang Liang wailed, unable to even utter a complete sentence.

Gobbling up Qiangliang's arm, Yan Xigu opened his mouth to him again.

"Qiangliang!" Biqi and Xiongbo were shocked.

They didn't expect Qiang Liang to be seriously injured by Yan Xigu so quickly.

"Damn it!" Birch cursed, he was already panicked, the strong beam wrapped around Yan Xigu was not enough for Yan Xigu to bite him a second time, even if he did nothing, he would die sooner or later .

Birch said: "Go and see what happened to Guihu, if he is still alive, take him away, and I will save Qiangliang."

"But..." Uncle Xiong hesitated a little, he was afraid that Bo Qi would become the next strong leader and die with Yan Xigu.

"Go!" Birch snorted, and then Xiongbo turned around to go to Guihu's side.

The ghost tiger has only half its life left, and when Xiongbo arrives, he won't even be able to transform into a human form.It was also because of this that Xiongbo had to transform into a beast, so he reluctantly took away the ghost tiger.

Uncle Xiong left with Ghost Tiger, and Birch was left alone. He wanted to rush forward, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of two identical scythes that fell to the ground at some unknown time.

Birch swallowed, picked up the two monster weapons that seemed to have lost consciousness from the ground, and weighed them in his hands. He didn't have time to think about what made the two sickles lose consciousness and become obedient. Now He has only one purpose, and that is to take Qiang Liang away!

Picking up the sickle, Birch looked at the situation on Qiangliang's side, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that Yan Xigu's bloody mouth had reached Qiangliang's neck.

No time to think, no time to hesitate, Birch rushed forward immediately.Using the two sickles in his hand as weapons, Birch rushed to Qiangliang, and slashed at Yan Xigu with the sickle in his hand. Birch took the opportunity to make up for it...

When the sickle was about to hit Yan Xigu, Yan Xigu suddenly stopped, and he swung it away, avoiding the attack of the sickle, but was also scratched by the sickle on his chest.

Qiang Liang was rescued, and Birch didn't hesitate to step forward and snatched away Qiang Liang covered in blood.

Several people disappeared, and Yan Xigu was the only one left in the yard again.

But Yan Xigu, who was supposed to be mad because of the loss of food, was unexpectedly calm. He panted heavily, his jaw opened and closed like a monster, and blood and body fluids dripped from his jaw, which was indescribably disgusting and hideous.

It's just that he didn't move, he was just panting, panting...

The miasma and dead air condensed in the air have shrunk into a bowl-sized sphere, the air began to tremble, the earth began to howl, and the vegetation and tiles were reduced to ashes and dissipated in the wind.

The air pressure in the surrounding area increased, and the space was compressed so that the space was deformed. The top of the mountain was distorted, the Taoist temple was torn apart by the distorted space, and the ground under the feet showed countless cracks...

With such a strong tearing force, just staying in this kind of place has already endured countless tortures...

Still standing is already the limit.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Xigu raised his head and looked at the black sphere in the air.

Saliva and blood are still dripping down Yan Xigu's exaggerated bloody mouth, but Yan Xigu's eyes are already bright, and Burch's just that made him gradually regain his senses. Although it is only a small part, he already has Gaining consciousness, he began to realize the danger...

Since he got the sickle, he has been exploring the sickle constantly, so he has injected a lot of spiritual power into the sickle. Although it became weaker because he got the second sickle, the sickle still has its spiritual power, so The moment Birch used the sickle to injure his abdomen, Yan Xigu recovered a little bit of himself because of the consciousness in the sickle...

Yan Xigu stared blankly at the smaller and smaller spherical object in the sky, and his eyes gradually recovered.

The surrounding space continued to distort, and Yan Xigu's body was torn apart like the ground, with one, two, and gradually more wounds.

But he himself seemed to be unconscious, ignoring the wounds that grew more and more that month.From the beginning to the end, he just stared at the spherical shape in the air in a daze.

All the dead air around Wudao Mountain was absorbed by the spherical shape, and the sky returned to blue, clear and clear, without the circling miasma and dead air, the weather was surprisingly good.

But everything around was distorted, the tree trunks and the ground were distorted into abnormal shapes, and the little Taoist priest and Hei Wuchang who were beside him couldn't avoid being distorted.

I don't know how long it took, Yan Xigu finally made a movement. He squatted down slightly with his extra leg bone, and then jumped up into the sky with a sudden force.

He was very fast, and his movements were also fast. After jumping into the air, he went straight to the black sphere, but before he could get close to it, he was bounced away by the strong air pressure.

His already fragmented body fell to the ground violently, and there were continuous cracking sounds, and he didn't know how many bones he still had intact.

Falling to the ground, Yan Xigu whimpered, and kept staring at the thing with red eyes.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the top of the mountain was distorted and deformed bit by bit.

Suddenly, a crack appeared on the spherical body!

The sphere trembled, and the miasma and dead air absorbed by him began to leak out of the sphere, and the sky slowly began to turn black again, and the speed was getting faster, faster, faster and faster, the sphere The whole thing was torn in half, and a large amount of miasma and dead air sprayed out from the sphere!

The ground trembled even more, and everything on the top of the mountain began to shatter, and countless rubble flew in the air, splashing everywhere.

The world was collapsing, but Yan Xigu moved slowly. He looked at the sphere, and then looked back at Hei Wuchang and the little Taoist who were beside him, as if he was weighing who he should choose between the two.

The spherical crack became bigger and bigger, and at the moment when the crack was about to crack completely, Yan Xigu suddenly rushed towards the little Taoist priest and Hei Wuchang, he grabbed the two of them in his arms roughly and rushed down the mountain quickly, He is very fast, relying solely on the strength of his body to run and run in the mountains quickly, and keep moving forward!

The moment Yan Xigu rushed to the mountainside, there was a loud noise behind him, as if something had completely shattered.

Immediately after that loud noise, the entire Mount Wudao was shrouded in white light.

Yan Xigu didn't stop, nor did he look back, he just kept running forward...

At first he was able to run by himself, but soon he was pushed forward by the air pressure erupting from the top of the mountain, but he was already a certain distance away from the top of the mountain at that time, so he found it again after being blown away by the air pressure for a certain distance. Balance, start playing and run away.

After this run, Yan Xigu took the two of them directly to the small town thousands of miles away, put down the little Taoist priest and Hei Wuchang who had already been unconscious, and Yan Xigu sat down in a corner of a tree beside him in a little embarrassment.

Sitting on the ground, Yan Xigu was gasping for breath. His body had already begun to recover its human shape when he was running wildly. Although the marks on his body would not disappear, his extra leg bones and The fingers and mouth have returned to the mentality that people should have.

Moreover, his consciousness was recovered together.Although his brain was still hurting like being pricked by countless needles, he was able to distinguish things and think in a daze.

The biggest difference between human beings and those ghosts and monsters is that human beings can think, while those ghosts and monsters only act by instinct.

Relying on instinct to chase and devour food.

The confrontation with Guihu and others this time took Yan Xigu a lot of energy. In addition, he lost control because of his death energy, which made him consume all the death energy he had stored before. Although he was holding two demon weapons full of life force, his stomach was still croaking with hunger.Smelling the scent of death in the air from Heiwuchang and the little Taoist, Yan Xigu's scarlet eyes were full of hunger and thirst, and the two sickles in his hands also began to smile in response to his thoughts. Trembling, black threads emanated from the blade, and began to float towards the little Taoist priest and Hei Wuchang. Yan Xigu could clearly understand their intentions - absorb the dead energy from the two of them, and devour them!

Enduring the great temptation, Yan Xigu moved his hand away from the handle of the sickle, and the black thread from the sickle immediately dissipated and disappeared without a trace.

Leaning on the tree trunk, Yan Xigu closed his eyes, as if he was still seeing the scene just now, his whole body was boiling, although his body had been tempered by death energy, he still couldn't bear the too strong desire and excitement, The killing intent boiled over, and the fight just now made him feel uncomfortable as if he was about to fall apart.

The skeleton was about to fall apart, and the blood that had never flowed seemed to be surging exaggeratedly now. His heart was beating 'plop, plop', and the sound was almost deafening, but his heart had already stopped beating... the flesh that couldn't bear it .. The body keeps sending out warnings, and the pain seems to break through the limit, constantly coming from the body that has long lost consciousness.

Yan Xigu couldn't help shaking his hands and feet in pain, but his insensitive body couldn't sincerely reflect his feelings at all, his hands and feet just hung by his side as if they were broken, without any movement.

After an unknown amount of time, Hei Wuchang, who was thrown aside sleepily by Yan Xigu, groaned softly.

He woke up one step earlier than the little Taoist priest, opened his eyes, and looked blankly at the sky covered by the tree canopy. After a long while, he turned his eyes to look at other places around him, and saw that he was lying on the side of the tree covered in blood. When Yan Xigu was on his feet, he opened his eyes wide, "Yan Xigu!"

Jumping up from the ground suddenly, he threw himself in front of Yan Xigu regardless of the pain all over his body, "Hey, are you alright?"

Yan Xigu was a real dead person, he was a moving corpse, and Hei Wuchang threw himself beside Yan Xigu, which was of no help at all. He could neither detect Yan Xigu's breath nor confirm whether he was still alive...

"No way..." Hei Wuchang stared blankly at Yan Xigu, could it be that this guy has...

No way, how could this guy die, this guy is a big scourge, the scourge lasted for thousands of years, how could he die so early?

This must be fake, this guy can't die so early, it's impossible!This guy is no longer a human being, let alone a living thing. How could he die if he even dared to break into the underworld?It's just that even if there are 1 people who don't want Heiwuchang, they know in their hearts that although Yan Xigu is not a human being or a ghost, he still has a soul after all, and as long as the soul flies away, it is impossible to be alive.

But Yan Xigu is so strong, how could he be annihilated?

Thinking of this, Hei Wuchang quickly refuted his own thoughts. No matter how powerful Yan Xigu was, he would only bully him to the extent of his impermanence. Guihu and Qiangliang are not ordinary people, even Lord Yan and Judge The old man wanted to give them some points, Yan Xigu would definitely die if he faced four of them alone.

Thinking of this, Hei Wuchang felt sour in his heart.

Although he has been yelling loudly at Yan Xigu to make him look good, he has no intention of putting this idea into practice. Yan Xigu is not so disgusting to him that he wants to kill him. Not to mention killing him, he even kept Yan Xigu's situation a secret for him. The people in the underworld didn't even know about Yan Xigu.

The little vernacular didn't talk much, and he kept his mouth shut, so no one except Lord Yan and the old judge knew that they knew Yan Xigu, and no one knew that there was such a weird existence as Yan Xigu in this world.

Thinking about it now, even though Yan Xigu would jump up and down every time, he must have wanted to protect Yan Xigu from the very beginning, otherwise why would he keep silent about Yan Xigu's matter.

In the end what happened?

In Heiwuchang's impression, the last time he saw Yan Xigu was after Yan Xigu found the Taoist temple. At that time, he had a splitting headache, so he just glanced at Yan Xigu in a coma and then passed out. At that time, Yan Xigu Xi Gu is still fine so he doesn't know exactly what happened.

Hei Wuchang didn't know when he regained his spherical shape, he slumped and sat on the ground looking at Yan Xigu, unable to say a word for a while.