? Faceless Strange Man

With a sweep of divine thoughts, although there were a lot of things in the skeleton ring, Meng Xiang instantly understood it at a glance.--.~~ His guess was not wrong. The home of a sick young man was indeed quite rich, especially the Yuan stone, which was even more than ten times more than the total amount of Yuan stone he exchanged for yào in Baiyun City, and it was much higher in terms of grade and taste.

As soon as my mind moved, a very thin but extremely special book appeared in front of Meng Xiang. Without turning it with his hands, he still used his divine thoughts to drive the pages. The pages suddenly opened pages one by one. Although the book looked very thin, the content was a lot more than a book with a thick brick. In addition to the smaller fonts on the pages, the most important thing was that the pages were extremely thin and thinner than cicada wings, so the book looked very thin, but the pages were actually quite a lot.

Although I just looked through it and couldn't say that I had a deep understanding of the contents inside, Meng Xiang had already gained some understanding of the so-called puppet technique. Generally speaking, puppets were divided into two categories, one was a dead object and the other was a living object.

There are both among the puppets that the pathological young man attacks Meng Xiang. For example, the four monsters that treat him as a toy are living creatures that are living creatures. As for their ability to turn into big trees, they are derived from the pathological young man, and have nothing to do with the monster itself.

At a certain point, puppets actually have something in common with magic weapons, and they all need to be constantly sacrificed and refined to exert the greatest power. The four monsters that look like gorillas and other monsters that have been transformed are actually the result of repeated sacrifices and refining by pathological young people.

Soon, Meng Xiang put away the strange book that explained and practiced the puppet technique. Although the puppet technique seemed very useful, and even reached a high level of practice, he could use puppets to replace him, but he still had no interest in practicing.

Originally, he had practiced more things, and in his opinion, the puppet was not that magical, so he naturally lost the motivation to practice. As for the so-called puppet replacement, it was indeed very attractive, but when he figured out the principles, he gradually lost interest.

Generally speaking, when the cultivation level is not very high, the attacks of the cultivators are relatively ordinary, but when the cultivation level of the cultivators reaches the point where they reach the point of ascension, various attack methods become unconceivable, and the most famous one with the highest difficulty in cultivation is the tracing attack.

The so-called tracing attack is to attack people or objects related to a certain immortal cultivator and then cause a fatal blow to the immortal cultivator. It is very magical. The tracing attack is definitely the nemesis of the puppet technique, and even the puppet replacement technique is absolutely unavoidable.

However, the practice of tracing attack is extremely difficult and requires opportunities to succeed. Therefore, the puppet technique is still loved by many people, but Meng Xiang is disdainful because he already knows the foundation of the tracing attack technique. Although it is very difficult to practice, the chance of success is definitely not as low as ordinary people think.

To a certain extent, Meng Xiang has reached the threshold of tracing attack, and it is even more perfect when combined with the Long Sword Slash. However, since his current heat and attack strength are not very high, the chance of success is not very high, but the key is that he found the knock-on. With time, he can definitely use it at will, and his power can also be improved.

Meng Xiang looked at the puppets surrounding him, thinking that they would destroy them, but he felt that it was a pity. Although many of them were conventional species, there were still some rare species. After being controlled, the power could be exerted.

Thinking of this, another thing flew out of the skeleton ring. It was a half-foot-long silver-white rectangular brand with beautiful patterns engraved on it and shining with a strange luster. You can tell it was a good thing at a glance.

With a raised hand, Meng Xiang threw the silver sign onto his head, then used his index finger to point out a little white light and hit the sign directly. The sign suddenly shone brightly, and the silver sign was shining, like water, covering all the puppets, including Meng Xiang.

Soon, as if he was pulled by some kind of traction, the puppets surrounding Meng Xiang flew up one by one and disappeared into the silver sè sign. However, if you look closely, you will find that every time a puppet is put away, a small pattern will appear on its surface, exactly the same as the puppet.

Not long after, all the smaller puppets entered the puppet card (the real identity of the silver-white sè brand, a must-have item for immortal cultivators who practice puppet art, and are specially used to store puppets). However, when collecting those huge or even top puppets, Meng Xiang encountered a lot of trouble because he had little control over the puppet card. If he sacrificed it, he would instantly put away all the puppets.

Meng Xiang did not choose to sacrifice and refine the puppet card. It was not that he didn't want it, but that he felt that it seemed to be a problem. He didn't want any marks left on his body. However, he didn't have the ability to control the puppet card. He tilted his fingers and bits of white light continued to blast into the card. The white light from the brand shè became thicker, just like mercury pouring down, and the big puppets finally flew towards the brand.

After several times more time than putting away the smaller puppet, he finally put all the puppets in the puppet card, and at the same time made the puppet card appear more calm and introverted. He knew it was a rare treasure at a glance, but when Meng Xiang reached out to grab it and was about to collect it, an unexpected accident happened.

A faint blue shadow flew out from an unknown corner, like an eagle pounced on its prey. After reaching out and grabbing the puppet card, it kept tingling with its waist, like a long arrow that was shunted by a strong bow mountain, and flew far away.

The puppet card was stolen, and Meng Xiang's face did not show any surprises, nor did he express an angry expression. On the contrary, his eyes suddenly locked in the blue shadow, and the thick mockery in his eyes and the hunter's proud spirit of seeing the enemy fall into the trap he set up.

"Ah!" The blue shadow who snatched the puppet card had just escaped less than a hundred feet from the scene, and suddenly let out an uncontrollable scream. Then his whole body trembled like an over-electricity. Not only did the puppet card he slid down from his fingertips, but he also seemed to lose control of his body, like a stone, falling from the air to the ground.

Meng Xiang walked slowly over, but it was obvious that the blue shadow had an extremely strong tolerance for pain. When Meng Xiang walked to him, his body could basically control his body to stop falling to the ground, but it was still trembling slightly, looking like he was unable to do so.

Meng Xiang reached out his hand and the puppet card flew straight to him, but he had no intention of contacting it. He directly put it in the skeleton ring, then took two steps to the side, came to the front of the blue shadow, and looked directly at his face, but what he saw made him frown.

Blue Shadow's face was actually blank, with no nose, eyes, mouth, etc., just like the whole face was cut hard with a knife, causing his face to completely disappear. The other possibility is that he never had a face, so naturally there is no need to worry about his face. Meng Xiang still felt that the latter possibility was relatively large, and the reason why the man in blue had developed such a look was nothing strange, it was just a mutation.

If it were an ordinary person, he would not be able to flow without facial features. However, Meng Xiang was a cultivator, and his divine thoughts could help him establish contact with the strange man in blue. So he cast a divine thought to the other party, asking for the other party’s name.

At the same time, Meng Xiang was curious about the faceless man in blue. He still didn't understand how the other party screamed and how he ate, but he was immediately lost. He had just handed it to the man in blue with the divine thought of asking. It was like a beast that encountered a natural enemy, and the hair on his head stood up. It was obviously quite frightened.

Then, Meng Xiang received a divine thought full of aggression from the man in blue, and rushed directly to his sea of ​​consciousness. Judging from the operating mode, it obviously knew some tricks of divine thought attacks, such as he knew that he would gather divine thoughts and attack a little.

Of course, this level of divine thought attack cannot cause any harm to Meng Xiang. Once the thought moves, a special divine thought combined with divine thoughts appears. It is like a treasure sword made by a master, with terrible sharpness.

Sure enough, the new divine thought that the man in the faceless blue had just combined with Meng Xiang was instantly killed and destroyed. In the blink of an eye, the other party's divine thought was completely chopped off, which was equivalent to knocking off a tiger's teeth and waiting for him to deal with it.

"What's your name?" Meng Xiang did not attack the man in the faceless blue, but asked.

This time, the man in blue-clothed faceless seemed to know that it was amazing. He did not attack Meng Xiang again, and also responded with his divine consciousness, but his divine consciousness seemed very hunluàn. After some analysis, Meng Xiang barely understood what he meant, but the content made him feel quite strange: "Face, face, I want to be face, I want to be face..."

Faceful? What does this mean? Do you want me to give him a face? Meng Xiang felt very suspicious, but he still sent his guess to the man in the faceless blue to confirm whether his guess was wrong, but the result was very disappointed. The content of its response did not change at all, so he still had to be shameless.

At this point, Meng Xiang understood that he could not flow through normal channels with the faceless blue man. After some thought, he decided to directly search for him. Although this would cause certain damage to the other party's brain, he always felt that the other party seemed not a human, but was closer to a beast.

The man in the faceless blue has a strong sense of divine consciousness, and is full of wildness and has more attacks. However, compared with Meng Xiang's divine consciousness, he invaded his brain without much effort and successfully implemented the soul search technique.

The result was very smooth. Meng Xiang found what he wanted from the mind of the man in the faceless blue. It was indeed not a human, but a strange monster in the inner world of the Knife Palace, called skin. Its appearance was originally nothing like a human, but as long as it was let to kill people, it could stick part of the murdered person to its body, thus gradually gaining the appearance of a human. Of course, even if it no longer looks like a human, it is still a monster.

In fact, being slim can not only turn oneself into a human appearance, but other animals can also be very pictographic. After all, it does this just a disguise, the purpose is to hunt, and its favorite food is the brain, and the human brain is its favorite, because absorbing the human brain can allow it to obtain some information remaining in the brain and make it smarter.

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