"You're looking for death!"

Zhen Ling was stabbed and immediately reacted and slapped the middle-aged man with a palm.

He is a powerful man from the out-of-body realm. His magic power has been mastered to the point of perfection. Even if he is seriously injured, he can still easily kill the person in front of him.

But, when his hand reached halfway, the originally solid magic power scattered.

Zhen Ling was slightly stunned, and suddenly her whole body felt numb and collapsed on the ground.

"Stop struggling, I know you are a strong man in the out-of-body realm. You use the best Bone Sphere. Within three breaths, you will be imprisoned and turned into blood." The middle-aged man said calmly.

Zhen Ling raised her head with difficulty and said with a grim expression: "If you kill me, don't even think about leaving alive."

The middle-aged man said disdainfully: "I am the head of the family and I am equivalent to you in terms of status. Even if I kill you, the clan protection formation will not be involved."

In Zhen Ling's eyes, resentment and unwillingness finally turned into a hint of despair.

He felt that his muscles and bones were beginning to melt.

If it is a head-on confrontation, he will never be able to give others a chance to get close to him.

However, even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't think of why the middle-aged man in front of him wanted to kill him.

"Even if I die, I will take you to cushion!" Zhen Ling's eyes suddenly showed a cruel look.

Whoosh!

A black shadow suddenly emerged from Zhen Ling's eyebrows and rushed towards the middle-aged man.

The black shadow was exactly like Zhen Ling, but it was just a shadow, unpredictable.

"The soul is out of the body, and he is worthy of being a cultivator in the out-of-body realm." The middle-aged man glanced at him with admiration.

Suddenly, a crack broke on the middle-aged man's forehead.

The crack became more and more cracked, and finally it directly cracked the middle-aged man's head.

After the middle-aged man's head was cracked, a black and ferocious ghost suddenly emerged from it.

The ghost has six arms, with teeth and claws, and one face is divided into two sides, crying while smiling.

"You are not Zhen Fu, who are you?" Zhen Ling's soul trembled violently, and he turned around and was about to escape.

"We ancient demons have been deploying for so many years, but I didn't expect that a boy from somewhere from scratch pointed it out. Since that's the case, you don't have to live anymore!" The ghost said with a grim smile.

"What, the ancient demon!"

Zhen Ling's soul was trembling!

What Lu Yu said is true!

"Since you are here, don't leave." The ghost opened his fangs and swallowed Zhen Ling's soul in one mouthful.

Click! Click!

In the dark corner, there were waves of heart-pounding devouring sounds.

Zhen Ling's bones had melted.

In a pool of blood, Zhen Ling's human skin was slowly moving.

In the end, the human skin fell on the middle-aged man.

Then, shaking black shadows slowly rose.

Kick!

A brittle sound of bones came out, alarming countless birds in the dark night.

"Who!" Some servants of the Zhen family had already noticed the sound here and rushed over with lanterns.

"It's me."

From the darkness, walk out of a person.

The servants quickly knelt down and bowed to the ground: "It turned out to be Elder Zhen Ling, we were abrupt."

"I'm just going out for a walk, you guys go." Zhen Ling waved his hand.

All the servants retreated and Zhen Ling turned around and a flame fell.

Suddenly, the fire rushes to the field and burns the blood just now.

"Boy, dare to ruin good things for me. When you hand over the head of your family order, it will be when you die!" Zhen Ling sneered.
Chapter completed!