Pei Ye pulled out the long pole, and Wu Zaigu collapsed to the ground.

He formed the handprint again and fell from the head of the quail to return to the real world. The fatigue from the depths of his spirit immediately surged up, and his head thrust and hurt.

He forced himself to take out the black talisman, and blood was poured into his throat. In just a moment, his abdomen seemed to be shattered, and he was knocked to the ground with a severe pain.

A strong dragging sensation came from the abdomen, as if one hand was holding the stomach, along with a large group of organs such as the liver, lungs, kidneys, and spleen, and stretching them out of the throat. Pei Li retching violently, spitting the black talisman on the ground, stroking the chest and abdomen, and making a "hoo" sound.

The two-hour period for the little dragon heart is for people with more than four veins, and the flesh and blood body without true qi is like fat meat beside the wolf's mouth in front of it.

If you take it forcibly, you will die immediately. If you don’t take it, you will die slowly. When Pei Li swallowed it, he was mentally prepared.

He forced himself to get up, pulled open the black cloth covered with fire, and the ghostly light filled the cellar again.

Pei Ye picked up the sword that landed on the ground and turned around. Wu Zaigu still had not died.

Pei Ye walked up to him lightly and hardly. He stared at his bloody eyes, opened his mouth silently, and his limbs twitched slightly.

Pei Ye stared at the face that was constantly spitting out blood foam for a while, suddenly raised his legs and stomped on it with one foot.

Without words, without skills, he burst into silence, and stomped on this face with all his might, as if he was hitting a dull old drum in a quiet cellar. Until it was bloody and could not see the face at all, Pei Ye stopped gasping, then stepped on it with his feet, and took a sword and saw off the head.

After he breathed, he turned his head and faced the sound behind him - the monster leaning against the wall had already stood up on the other side of the room.

The process of repairing the body once again showed that kind of instinct like intelligence - there were still broken wounds on the body, but the limbs were able to move. At the broken arm, the bones and tendons were connected first, but the flesh did not grow at all. It was maximizing its rapid recovery of combat ability.

But when it is really treated as a terrible opponent, it shows instinctive intelligence - it is obviously not safe to walk, but it is already half crawling and half walking to attack itself.

Pei Ye looked at the monster like a lizard and a dragon, and he understood how all this happened, so he became more and more speechless.

"Along Tongue..." Pei Ye looked down at the pointed pole in his hand.

Then he looked up at the monster expressionlessly: "Is this the delicacy you cooked with people, Taiyi Zhenlong Immortal Lord?"

The monster flew over, and the narrow space jumped past. Pei Ye twisted his body to avoid it and drew his sword.

The sharp bronze pole pierced into the hideous body, and the monster suddenly froze, like a snowman melting in high temperature, hard scales and sharp bone spurs, everything softened, turning into a dark blue viscous paste, climbed up quickly along the bronze pole, was sucked into the "agave" and stored in the gourd-like container at the tail.

The cellar was finally completely quiet.

But the mutation appeared again.

Pei Li didn't have time to react. His hand holding the pole had been climbed up by the dark blue light. The blood vessels in his entire forearm seemed to be replaced by this energy, and a dark blue light appeared, as if it was covered with blue cracks.

The coldness and strength in the forearm appeared together, as if through this link, he intuitively felt the desire of the "drum" in his hand.

For it, perhaps after inhaling this first indecent offering, the ceremony had officially begun, and it could not wait to seek a second delicacy.

If it cannot be supplied, it may suffer the "backlash" that the man in black robe suffered last night.

Pei Ye sneered lightly, are you still afraid of any backlash for the dying person?

He raised his hand and was about to throw the pole away, but as soon as he raised his forearm, he suddenly became uncontrollable. The pole was like a gluttonous snake, biting hard on his abdomen.

Pei Ye really couldn't imagine what kind of picture he was in his belly.

First, the old injury caused by the true energy to break, and then the little dragon's heart spread like a spider web. Now it was pierced by a bronze pole less than two fingers in the thickness of a bronze pole.

Pei Ye gritted his teeth and curled the corner of his mouth. Anyway, he was dead and he still had to suffer more.

But soon he realized that something was wrong. Although the pain was so clear and real, and there was a sense of "loss" in his abdomen, this "loss" made him feel more and more relaxed, as if a shadow that was overturning his life was fading away little by little.

He suddenly understood - Xiao Jiaoxin, the dragon tongue is devouring Xiao Jiaoxin!

The magic weapon sent by the state yamen also turned into a dark blue viscous paste, but it was much richer, so it brought some light purple. The paste climbed along the dense marks on the bronze rod and quickly filled the gourd on the top.

A satisfying thought came.

Pei Ye felt a bad premonition because he felt that the "double tongue" in his hand gave birth to another vague impulse - it was about to take the last step of the ceremony.

Before he could think further, twelve blue tentacles bloomed and tied up his body.

With a "ding" sound, the bronze rod fell to the ground and lost all its light. The gourd on the top broke away from it, like a spider or octopus with twelve long legs. In Pei Ye's chill gaze, he drilled into the blood hole in Pei Ye's abdomen.

Immediately, the steaming and cooking heat came from my belly, and I don’t know what was going to happen.

Pei Ye leaned over and lifted the blurred head, gritted his teeth and stepped on it, pushed open the door and came to another cellar. The six people who had left before all fainted on the ground, and the faint blue on their foreheads was slowly fading away.

Pei Li walked through the cellar and came to the ground. The rain was still falling. The wind with raindrops blew on her body. Pei Li took a deep breath of wet and cool air, but the burning heat in her abdomen did not subside at all.

Pei Yeli identified the direction in place and walked staggeringly towards the distance.

The chest and abdomen were burning, but the pain caused by various injuries was not felt. The hundred cold iron needles seemed to have been melted by the heat.

But the fatigue of the body and the throbbing of the mind did not diminish. On the dark rainy night, Pei Li, who was holding the light fire and moving hard, seemed like a ghost.

Walking out of the woods and through the fields, we finally gradually approached, and a hazy architectural shadow appeared in the night ahead.

Pei Ye came to this familiar door, and the beast-headed door knocker was still quietly embedded on it. The scene from last night seemed to be reappearing, but Pei Ye already knew that no one would come to respond this time.

He climbed through the courtyard wall with his remaining power. There was no one in the courtyard, and there were two coffins in the cavernous hall.

Pei Ye lowered his head and walked towards them with a step.

The wind is drizzling, the white banners are floating, the wind passes through the hall, the eternal lights are swaying wildly, and the faint sound is like an elegy between heaven and earth.
Chapter completed!