Immortal Cultivation – I Can Save The Costs

2022-04-18

Chapter 61 Your spell is mine

The pattern of the silhouette can be vaguely seen as the pattern of the animal head, The constant dispersal of aggregation feels out of place with Gluttony Art.

Apart from this, Ren Qing also found the word “jailer” deep in the eyes of the other party, which seemed to represent his identity in Avici Hell.

Ren Qing remembered twelve herbs growing in the restricted area on Camelback Mountain because of the disaster relief.

There are inexplicable similarities between the two.

He couldn’t help but thinks move.

Could it be that after Gluttony Art’s promotion to Avici Hell, the space in his abdomen gave birth to the characteristics of the penalty area?

roar! !

The monkey jailer interrupted Ren Qing’s thoughts. It escaped from the wall and rushed towards it very fast.

Unfortunately, in Ren Qing’s eyes, the monkey jailer is at most the level of the first entry into the Half-Corpse Realm, not even the seriously injured Song Rong.

The Greatseed Blade is unsheathed, and the blade is just right to fend off the monkey jailer.

Ren Qing took a half step back, didn’t expect the monkey jailer’s strength to be stronger than expected.

Seeing that the attack didn’t work, the monkey jailer became more and more impatient, and kept waving his two-armed hammer to Ren Qing.

Ren Qing tossed and turned to avoid it, and at the same time, the double pupils of his eyes were exerted to the extreme, trying to figure out who the jailer was.

Just as he was fighting, the head of a mouse protruded from the corner of the railing of the cell, which turned out to be a cat-sized possum.

The possum’s eyes are full of malevolence, and the slender tongue is licking the tip of its nose.

Ren Qing glanced out of the corner of his eye.

He noticed that there were living creatures in Avici Hell and was immediately surprised, how could the internal space of Yang God Realm be able to survive for ordinary creatures.

Ren Qing responded immediately.

This is probably from one of the cultivators, who controlled the possums through the railings of blood vessels.

He doesn’t know the purpose of the other party, and he must have no good intentions. In this case, let’s get rid of the jailer as soon as possible.

The heavy pupils turned, and countless weak spots poured into the eyes.

Ren Qing’s strength now allows him to easily seize the weak spot to counterattack, and he doesn’t even need to cast a werewolf.

The first is a knife.

The ape jailer’s foot joints were blood splashed, and it fell to the ground instinctively, but the claws still maintained an attacking posture.

Before the arm could touch Ren Qing, the long and narrow blade was already there.

Whoosh…

air-splitting sound, blade light flashed from bottom to top, the arm of the monkey jailer was neatly cut off by the roots, and a painful wailing came.

Blood rained down.

Ren Qing and Xianxin used the tip of the knife to block the blood spots, so as not to get stained on his body.

The possum outside had a scarlet ball in its mouth. Seeing Ren Qing chopping melons and vegetables facing the jailer, he hesitated.

Immediately he remembered Ren Qing’s detached status from the rest of the cultivators when he entered the Jailer’s Hall, and his heart became extremely distorted.

Why don’t you use the cultivation technique of nine deaths and still alive, and you don’t have to look like a ghost, die for me! ! !

The possum spit the ball into the cell.

The bead shattered, and a pale-yellow gas wafted away.

The possum’s face was full of pleasure, and then quietly hid in the corner of the aisle.

But the situation in the cell was the exact opposite.

Ren Qing did not contaminate himself with gas, and simply cut off the ape’s head.

The corpse of the ape fell heavily to the ground, and then merged into the wall of flesh and blood, giving people the feeling of a strange thing indeed.

Ren Qing wiped the blood from the blade with a sackcloth and patted blood vessels on the railing, feeling far less tenacious than before.

“I should be able to go out.”

peng~ peng~ peng~ .

There was a slight vibration from outside the cell.

Ren Qing saw the inconspicuous werewolf transformation of his limbs, physique instantly got help, and grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands.

Slash away.

blade light naked eye is imperceptible.

A white line suddenly appeared on the blood vessels, and then it was neatly broken into two pieces.

Ren Qing stepped out of the cell, and smelled a very strong blood in his nose, which was also mixed with a rancid odor.

The possum was shivered with fright, and his expression became gloomy.

He never imagined that Ren Qing could escape from the prison so easily, and he suddenly regretted his actions just now.

I’m afraid I’m going to get into trouble.

Fortunately, the breath has been released, and it must be enough to attract the jailer.

The vibrations intensified.

The flesh ball-shaped jailer rolled, and it seemed to sense the breath, melted directly into the wall, and headed towards the cell where Ren Qing was.

The possum hid in the shadow of the aisle, intending to wait for the jailer or Ren Qing to die before going out, so as not to affect himself.

Although it only has Avatar, if it dies, it will still affect the body, and even cause the blood to be backlashed.

There was a lot of movement around the cell, but the possum was deeply surprised that it only lasted for a few breaths.

The former jailer has been fighting with Ren Qing for a long time, so the newly recruited jailer can’t hold on for even a moment, right?

Anyway, let’s pass the message to the ontology first.

The possum crept out of the corner quietly after a short wait.

But before he walked a few meters forward, he suddenly felt a shadow pressing on him, and the slightest killing intent penetrated.

The possum raised its head stiffly, and saw Ren Qing holding a knife and looking at him with an unpredictable smile on his face.

The body of the meatball jailer was lying reclining not far away.

“How could it be possible…”

The possum stood there in amazement, and then was firmly grasped by Ren Qing’s right palm, and its eyes became swollen due to the squeeze of strength .

Ren Qing calls out the information flow.

【Wang San’er 】

【Age: 36】

【life essence : 11 years】

[Art: Rat Pain Jue (Rat Mother)]

[Created by the plague Taoist, cultivation this method requires a special plague poison to be taken continuously for 16 days, until the body is not dead from the poison before it can be used completed. ]

Ren Qing pondered a little, and remembered that there was a similar rateless gang in the east of the city, specializing in the theft.

It seems to be called “Sludge Club”.

Wait, if a cultivator dies in Avici Hell, it should also give birth to strange things, right?

Wuhu! ! !

Isn’t it possible to choose a spell that suits him…

He deliberately did not use all his strength, so that the possum turned into minced flesh before falling to the ground, barely emitting a sound. A shrill cry.

Meanwhile, a rustling can be heard in the far distance of the aisle.

A dozen possums emerged from a cell somewhere, trying to escape.

“Ha, there is no fork in the road nearby, where can I escape?”

Ren Qing exerted force on his legs, and charged with the knife in three steps and two steps. , Almost every time he swings the knife, he can accurately chop a possum.

The screams kept echoing.

It only took 5 minutes, the possum corpses were already all over the ground, but they were swallowed up by the wall of flesh and blood in a moment.

Ren Qing followed the trail to the cell the possum had drilled out of.

Inside was a scrawny, thin man, who only had air in but not out.

The man stared at Ren Qing in horror.

Then with its mouth wide open, a 45-pound possum slowly crawled out of its esophagus and ran out of the cell.

(End of this chapter)