Wu Feng's tongue and tonsils had completely disappeared, and even a layer of flesh and blood in his mouth was scraped away, making his flesh and blood blurry and he couldn't speak.

Isolated the pain from his mouth, Wu Feng wiped the corners of his mouth, feeling the smell of blood.

Although his body strengthened, Wu Feng was not happy at all. He clearly felt that his body was like a wood stove connected to the oxygen outlet, and the firepower became extremely powerful, but not lasting.

Perhaps within five years, the body will be completely oily and dry.

The armored man was extremely angry and took the bloody golden robe back to himself and turned it into a thin armor that was close to his body. It looked like his whole body shrank a lot more than before.

He suddenly stretched out his hand to Kunbu, and a long tentacle stretched out from his armor, which was only the thickness of a data line, and directly stabbed Kwangbu's chest.

"Master...you..."

Kunbu was suppressed by Wu Feng's spiritual power and could only watch the tentacles on the armored man's hands penetrated into his body and pierced the dark seeds located near the Danzhong point.

A sound of gurgling came from Kumbu, as if something was sucking the liquid inside his body, making his scalp numb.

After the armored man took back the tentacles, Kunbu was not dead yet, but just murmured without a god.

Suddenly, his limbs started to move.

Wu Feng raised his brows slightly, and he had clearly cut off his movements, and any movements were suppressed.

Just when he was puzzled, Kombo began to scream. At the top of his limbs and under his skin, there seemed to be countless newly born pink mice squirming, and they were spreading quickly throughout his body.

The wriggling waves quickly covered his whole body, his screams became weaker and weaker, and finally he vomited blood and lost his breath.

And his body was still moving.

With a gentle pop, a small mouth appeared on his body, and a deformed muscle drilled out of it. He poked his head like a snake, but quickly fell and withered.

During this process, the armored man just looked at Wu Feng coldly, and he said:

"Did you see it? This is your future outcome."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Wu Feng.

Good to come!

Wu Feng twisted his head, clenched his right arm and pointed it at the armored man and hit it.

With a bang, a dark red shield armor was raised in front of the armored man, which was sunk nearly twenty centimeters in the middle. The remaining force fell on him, and under the mask, a sound of vomiting blood came.

Then he flew back with the force.

"You can actually become stronger by swallowing the golden clothes. There is indeed a problem with your body! I will not give up. No matter what the price I pay, I will get you!"

The armored man laughed wildly, soared into the sky, and quickly disappeared into Wu Feng's sight.

Wu Feng couldn't help but shudder.

Get you...this really makes him feel chilled.

He did not try to catch up. After all, the other party could fly and could not catch him even if he wanted to, at least he could not do it now.

He spit out the storage bag, and the crackling sound of flesh and blood compression sounded. Wu Feng's four-meter-high body quickly shrank and returned to the sealed state.

He reached out to his mouth. After a period of self-healing, most of the flesh and blood had grown back. The tonsils were half growing, but only some granulations grew on the tongue.

"It seems that it will take more than an hour to recover."

He walked towards Kombo.

Kunbu's death was a bit weird, skinny and bone-like, but there were many raised muscles, which were wrapped around him like a python.

Wu Feng used the branches to pluck them. These muscles that obviously do not belong to the human body were swallowed up all the flesh and blood of Kumbu in just a few breaths, and then lost his host and naturally died.

There was a sound of footsteps coming from the direction of the town. It was Kunbu's entourage guards. Their speed was far less than that of Kunbu and Wu Feng, and they did not arrive late until then.

As for whether they were deliberately procrastinating on the way because of fear, only they themselves knew.

"Did the guard win?"

The guards looked around in the distance, not passing by, muttering in a low voice.

"I don't know, it doesn't look like it."

"Do we want to go there?"

"This...look closer?"

"Um!"

The few people slowly approached and finally recognized the person who appeared on the side, not the guards of their own.

"Is it the guardian who lies on the ground?"

"It seems."

"hiss!"

The few people stopped and slowly retreated, fearing that they would attract Wu Feng's attention.

They felt that they had retreated far enough, so they ran wildly.

Wu Feng did not chase him. Although he had many questions to ask, he couldn't even say anything at this time. Stopping them was just adding some trouble to himself.

On the contrary, although the two brothers and sisters of the Lu family understood rationally that they could not help them even if they stayed, they simply left themselves and ran away, which really made him feel a lot of unhappiness.

After recognizing the direction they left, Wu Feng walked slowly and followed him, calculating the time, and when he caught up with them, his tongue just grew back, which was better.

Outside Heiqi Town, a red shadow suddenly fell on a small hill.

The armored man opened a secret door on the ground and jumped down.

The dark red armor flowed like flowing water, escaped from his body, and finally condensed into a ball, squirming like a leech behind him.

After the mask was taken off, Lu Zhengqi's face was revealed.

He looked at the flesh balls transformed from the armor behind him, and he showed a look of flesh pain from time to time.

"Is the consciousness too single? He can't even warn himself if he is stripped away. It seems that there is still a long way to go."

After passing a long, almost thousands of meters long tunnel, a square wooden door appeared in front of Lu Zhengqi.

The dark wooden door is obviously not made of ordinary material, and there are many rivets and metal strips on the door. You can tell at a glance that this door is very sturdy.

There was no key hole in the door. I saw Lu Zhengqi touching it with his hand in the middle of the door, and a sound of organic cladding sounded from the inside.

He pushed the door open with both hands, revealing a large secret room.

After closing the door again, he exhaled a deep breath of turbid air, and a strange energy surged out of his body, showing a light red mist, rushing towards the flesh and blood.

His face grew old at a speed visible to the naked eye, his hair on his temples turned white, and his body seemed to be a little hunched.

"Ahem, this time I really won't lose some rice." Looking at his trembling hands, Lu Zhengqi smiled bitterly.

He came to a wall.

There is a row of wooden cabinets installed here with a lock hanging on it.

After opening the lock, Lu Zhengqi moved the wooden cabinet away, revealing a woman's figure inside.

She couldn't see clearly her appearance, she raised her head and had a pipe inserted into her mouth. There was a can of it at the top of the pipe, which was so muddy that she didn't know what it was.

She was wearing a white dress, but there was a huge sarcoma on her chest, with her feet as big as a head, and she was beating slowly at a frequency every half minute.

Facing this scene, Lu Zhengqi's eyes showed a hint of nostalgia and murmured softly:
Chapter completed!