The young man standing opposite Lin Ming had a faint melancholy look on his face.
If you don't look at the black tentacles growing out of him behind him, he is indeed a young man who is easy to like.
"If I also had Mr. Lin Ming, I would probably be happier with such a talent!"
"If you have time to talk sweet words here, why not fight me first?
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The shape of the knife in Lin Ming's hand kept changing.
The weapon condensed from the two qi of yin and yang constantly changes with his mind.
The weapons condensed in this way are both good and bad.
The advantage is that it can change its form at any time and hit an opponent by surprise.
The disadvantage is that it does not have the additional effects of those carefully forged weapons.
For example, Lin Ming's dragon scale knife has a very terrifying defense-breaking effect.
Now, when the weapon condensed from Yin and Yang Qi has no way to have additional effects, Lin Ming has pushed its first effect to the extreme.
Uncle Wang, who was standing on his side, couldn't even see clearly how Lin Ming moved. The two long swords with light in his hands turned into darts.
The dart flew out and circled back, landing in Lin Ming's hand.
The flying darts cut off several tentacles that had just sprouted from the young man's back.
The dark tentacles fell to the ground and turned into rich black smoke, which was absorbed by the young man again.
If Uncle Wang had doubts about what Lin Ming said before, now that he saw those black objects burrowing into the young man's body with his own eyes, Uncle Wang had confidence in his heart.
The young man standing in front of them, who looked particularly glorious, was really the monster in this dark cave, the monster that lured him step by step to a dead end.
I don't know why, when Uncle Wang knew all this, a strange sadness surged in his heart.
He was unable to control the spread of this emotion, and his whole person became depressed.
Lin Ming, who was confronting the young man opposite, did not pay attention to Uncle Wang's changes. All his attention was on the monster opposite.
Uncle Wang could only feel that his momentum was like a rainbow, but he had no idea that in Lin Ming's perception, the young man standing opposite them was a ball of terrifying and rich black flames.
Lin Ming must let go of all his strength and go all out to get out of here.
Before coming here, he had guessed that the monster hidden underground might be difficult to deal with, but he never thought that in the heart of the monster, there was actually a thinking human being.
In the light of the calcium carbide fire, he suddenly caught a glimmer of inspiration in his mind.
That faceless idol worshiped by believers!
The looks of those statues were almost identical to the young man standing in front of him, except for one face.
In other words, when the young man's face is placed on the statue, the statue becomes a complete statue.
When he thought of this, his heart suddenly jumped heavily, like a warning of some kind of danger.
Is this monster doing all this because he wants to forge gods through ordinary people?
How ridiculous, but it all unfolded before our eyes.
The panic and urgency in his heart drove Lin Ming to take action more frequently.
He no longer has any reservations.
The rapidly rotating Tai Chi Bagua was born at his feet, and he stood in the middle of the Tai Chi burst.
Two huge swimming fish were swimming around him, and each time they swam, the yin and yang energy around him increased.
Lin Ming clasped his hands together and printed the seal. In the gloomy underground cave, a large amount of rich yin energy was filtered by it and transformed into rich yang energy.
The rich yang energy was so abundant that it was so heavy that it almost had substance.
A bright golden light shone in front of him.
Lin Ming slowly pushed forward with both hands, pushing the gentle airflow.
This action seemed simple, but in fact it took a lot of strength on his part.
He clasped his hands together, turned over and pushed forward.
The large ball of golden yang energy that enveloped his chest ejected like a cannonball.
"Mr. Lin Ming's talent is indeed unique, but you are still too immature now. If I meet you in another hundred years, I will probably be very embarrassed!"
"No wonder that lord values you so much and is trying every possible means to get rid of you. Now it seems that those idiots are not enough to be a stumbling block to our great cause, but you, a newborn seedling, will bring us a little trouble."
The young man opposite Lin Ming didn't even move, with a relaxed smile on his face.
The tentacles spreading out from behind him had automatically caught the bright light.
The black tentacles collided with the white light group, and where the tentacles touched the light group, there was a sizzling sound like being burned.
A large amount of viscous liquid flowed down from where they met.
The tentacles were broken inch by inch, but the bright light was completely consumed.
"It's my turn now."
The young man took a step forward.
In just a short moment, Lin Ming saw what was behind the young man.
Behind the young man are large swaths of wriggling black tentacles, and the black tentacles connect him to a stone statue as tall as a man.
That stone statue was exactly the faceless figure Lin Ming saw before.
The person in front of me is indeed related to the faceless man.
It seems that whether it is planting black seeds for those believers and giving them unique powers, or recalling black seeds after the believers die to replenish themselves, it is the person in front of them.
Lin Ming has found the culprit, but he is not so happy.
He had already tried it when he was in the entertainment city on the upper floor.
Those black seeds do not have to wait until they are mature or absorb a lot of yin energy before breaking out of the cocoon. They can actively leave the body of the parasite when called by the main body to replenish the main body's energy.
Even more cruelly, those seeds can drain the energy from the parasite's body when it leaves the parasite's body.
In other words, Lin Ming's opponent is not only the young man in front of him who can see him, but also the countless believers who have been planted with seeds that he cannot see.
There is strength in numbers, but this is never a joke.
He had to make a quick decision.
Lin Ming took a step back to avoid the tentacles attacking from in front of him.
But the next moment, there was a slight sound of wind coming from behind him. Lin Ming turned his head sharply and narrowly avoided another tentacle piercing from there.
The tentacles not only spread from behind the young man, but also circled from all directions from where he stood.
Looking from a distance, Lin Ming didn't even have a place to stay.
He frowned slightly, and the weapon in his hand changed again.
The small dart continued to lengthen, with a long handle, and the top position turned into a half-moon arc.
The death sickle that harvested life appeared in his hand.