Zhen Ling was stabbed, and she immediately reacted and slapped the middle-aged man with her palm.
He is a strong man in the out-of-body realm, and his magic has been practiced to a very high level. Even if he is seriously injured, he can still easily kill the person in front of him.
However, when he stretched out his hand halfway, the originally solidified magic power collapsed.
Zhen Ling was startled for a moment, then suddenly his whole body felt numb and he collapsed to the ground.
"Stop struggling. I know that you are a strong person in the out-of-body realm, and you specially used the best bone-transforming powder. Within three breaths, all your imprisonment will turn into blood." The middle-aged man said calmly.
Zhen Ling raised his head with difficulty and said with a ferocious face: "Kill me, and you won't be able to leave alive."
The middle-aged man said disdainfully: "I am the head of the branch family, and my status is equal to yours. Even if I kill you, the clan protection formation will not interfere."
In Zhen Ling's eyes, there was resentment and unwillingness, which finally turned into a trace of despair.
He felt that all the muscles and bones in his body began to melt.
If it were a head-on confrontation, he would never give others a chance to get close to him.
However, even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't figure out why the middle-aged man in front of him wanted to kill him.
"Even if I die, I will hold you on my back!" Zhen Ling's eyes suddenly showed a cruel look.
Whoosh!
From the center of Zhen Ling's eyebrows, a black shadow instantly emerged and rushed toward the middle-aged man.
That black shadow clearly looked like Zhen Ling, but it was just a shadow, illusory and unpredictable.
"The soul has left the body. You are worthy of being a monk in the realm of leaving the body." The middle-aged man glanced appreciatively.
Suddenly, a crack opened on the middle-aged man's forehead.
The crack opened wider and wider, and finally split the middle-aged man's head open.
After the middle-aged man's head split open, a dark and ferocious ghost emerged from inside.
The monster has six arms, teeth and claws, and a face with two sides, one crying and the other smiling.
"You are not Zhen Fu, who are you?!" Zhen Ling's soul trembled, and he turned around to run away.
"We, the ancient demon, have been setting it up for so many years, but we didn't expect that a boy from nowhere would break it. In this case, you don't have to live anymore!" the ghost said with a ferocious smile.
"What, ancient demon!"
Zhen Ling's soul was trembling!
What Lu Yu said is true!
"Now that you're here, don't leave." The ghost opened its fangs and swallowed Zhen Ling's soul in one bite.
Click! Click!
In the dark corner, there were waves of heart-stopping devouring sounds.
All the bones in Zhen Ling's body have melted away.
In the pool of blood, Zhen Ling's human skin was slowly moving.
Finally, the human skin fell on the middle-aged man.
Then, shaky black shadows slowly rose up.
Click, click, click!
There was a sound of brittle bones, startling countless birds in the dark night.
"Who is it?" A servant of the Zhen family had noticed the sound here and came over with a lantern.
"it's me."
From the darkness, a person walks out.
Those servants quickly knelt on the ground and said, "It turns out it's Elder Zhen Ling. It was us who were rude."
"I'm just out for a walk, you go ahead." Zhen Ling waved her hands.
The servants all resigned and left. Zhen Ling turned around and a stream of flames fell down.
Suddenly, the fire rushed into the field, burning all the blood stains just now.
"Boy, if you dare to ruin our good deeds, you will die when you hand over the family head order!" Zhen Ling sneered.