What caught the eye was Tushanjun, who was tall enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with Tushanjun. The four eyes on his distorted face turned ferociously and pointed straight. The four eyes belonged to two faces, intertwined together as if they were a patchwork.

Face.

The arms raised high were holding a half-black wine bottle.

The wine bottle took root and penetrated into the thing's head, and the two arms were turned into a circle and stuck to the back of the head.

Maybe the wine bottle is too heavy, or the posture is too awkward, so the spine of this thing is bent at ninety degrees.

Two chains engraved with runes were pierced through the shoulder blades, and they shone brightly in the moonlight.

As the thing's eyes opened, its joints began to struggle, and a ferocious grimace appeared.

If you hadn't looked carefully but just taken a quick look, you might have recognized it as a weird Beijing view composed of bloated heads.

"Gudu!"

The clan elder who followed him swallowed hard.

Most monks have seen monsters and monsters, but what they saw in front of them still made people shudder.

"Ancestor, what is this?"

The elder of the Ding family asked with a solemn expression.

He couldn't see the cultivation level and didn't understand what it was. He could only hope that his ancestor could help them answer it.

What greeted him was the ancestor's silence and shaking of his head.

"The soul is here." Ding Xie looked directly at this thing as if determined.

Just as he was about to step forward, he was stopped by Tu Shanjun beside him, who sent a message to Ding Xie: "I'll come."

The more bizarre the thing is, the less you should act rashly, as you might fall into this thing's trap.

And there are people from the Ding family beside him.

The other party probably brought them here with the intention of testing them, otherwise they wouldn't have been so straightforward.

That would be fine if it really involves the life and death of the family. It is obvious that this thing is not.

Even if we come up with a reason, it will only increase the family's heritage.

Naturally, this kind of work cannot be done by the banner master. It happened that Tushanjun was also very interested in this thing.

"...Brother Tushan, be careful."

Circled around.

It is said to be a living creature, but it seems to have no consciousness, and its aura is even weirder, like a magic weapon and a ghost.

Tushanjun stepped forward and opened his palm, dripping black and red blood.

The blood immediately condensed into a figure that resembled a lake, and it touched the monster under the moonlight instead of Tu Shanjun.

In just an instant, the bloody figure was completely absorbed.

The wine bottles overhead sparkled.

Tu Shanjun's expression darkened. He actually lost control of the figure formed by the Blood Killing Technique. Compared to himself, the thing in front of him was more thirsty for the Blood Killing Technique, as if...

The inscription flickered, and even the eyes of the thing under the wine bottle became much more lively.

A drop of crystal clear black blood condensed in the broken wine bottle.

The black blood exudes a strange fragrance.

"Gudu."

"Gudu."

This time it was no longer fear, but desire.

It's a pity that the monster holding the broken wine bottle stretched out its tongue and rolled the drop of black blood in the wine bottle into its mouth.

The aura has improved to a higher level, and even the originally slightly dry body has a bit more black and red color.

"The realm of ignorance."

"open!"

The ripples unfolded up and down, and the horns on Tushanjun's forehead meandered, and the flashing lines converged into an imaginary vertical eye.

Open your eyes vertically and open a gap.

The mana poured out, the pressure was exhausted, and the terrifying strength of the Jindan monk was displayed in front of everyone.

After a few breaths, Tushanjun stopped and couldn't help but exclaim: "The broken wine bottle above the head is at least the legacy of a high-level magic weapon, and this monster's mind was wiped out and integrated into the broken magic weapon, forming a weird symbiotic relationship."

"Extract the origin of the ghost, so that the magic weapon temporarily has half of its power."

"It's said to be symbiosis, but in reality it's parasitism!"
Chapter completed!