If we just use ugly to describe Po Meng's appearance, it is actually not very appropriate.
The first impression she gives people is an indescribable oldness, which is better than the decay and obsolescence of Lin Er, the oldest old man in the world.
Lin Er is always old, but he deliberately uses that image to set off Lin Mo's wisdom and martial prowess. That kind of oldness can only make people feel the ruthlessness of the passage of time, but it will not give people a feeling of disgust or even fear.
But Po Meng was different. She was so old that all her teeth had fallen out. There were only a few stray strands of white hair on her pitted head, and her facial features were deeply sunken into her skin, which didn't have much flesh.
There is no trace of life in the dry wrinkled skin, as if the bark of a tree is waiting to wither.
At this moment, the black and gold brocade dress exclusive to the underworld inside her was also in tatters. Everyone could clearly see her thin body, her limbs were as slender as firewood branches, and her rugged bones were only covered with a thin layer.
Thin human skin.
She clearly saw many people seeing this scene, but there was no shame or anger in her expression. Her eyes were still looking at Li Xianxue with burning eyes and longing, looking at his young body that was full of life and his flawless face.
Then, from his chapped lips, a tongue covered with dry white lines stretched out, and he eagerly licked a drop of blood on his fingertips. This action was like cherishing a peerless treasure.
This is a drop of blood that truly belongs to Li Xianxue. Now there is a shallow scratch on the back of Li Xianxue's hand, which was scratched by Po Meng when she hit her with a sledgehammer.
After Po Meng swallowed the drop of blood, she let out a sigh of contentment and looked at Li Xianxue with even more excitement. These were the eyes of a wild beast.
To be more precise, it is a look at food.
At this moment, countless spectators spontaneously disconnected, not because they were suppressed by Meng Po's aura, nor because they had any strong mental influence.
But when they looked at Po Meng like this, they felt a kind of fear in their hearts for no reason.
In this world, no one has ever seen a ghost, but the image of Po Meng is undoubtedly the person closest to the word ghost.
But there was one exception. When everyone looked at Po Meng, one person, or a group of people, looked at the sledgehammer held by Li Xianxue's hands.
Inside Fengyun City.
Zhu Xingfeng, the hall master of Zhutang, proudly introduced to several other hall masters and experts:
"Did you see that the sledgehammer in Master Yasha's hand is the nine-star Heavenly Slaughter Hammer obtained by our Zhutang's recent research?"
Jiyao, the deputy head of Mo Hall, curled his lips and said:
"It seems that the sledgehammer originally had two doors. As far as I know, that door was originally a nine-star rare object. You just improved it slightly. You changed the soup but not the ingredients. This is nothing special.
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After hearing this, Zhu Xingfeng became unhappy and immediately relied on his old advice:
"What do you know, you little melon!
Do you think it is so easy to recast the nine-star magic weapon?
What's more, this divine weapon still has its own consciousness and has understood the power of the world. The difficulty is no less than refining a nine-star weapon!"
Jiyao muttered a few words in a low voice but did not refute it openly. He also knew that this kind of recasting was a huge technological leap for Zhutang.
From now on, all you need to refine a new nine-star weapon is time and a little luck.
But just thinking of this, he felt a sense of urgency. Among the four halls in the human world, apart from Tianji Hall, which dealt with intelligence every day, the private competition among the three halls of Mo, Zhu, and Yi was very fierce.
After the Medical Hall improved the nine-star Death Water, its status surpassed that of the Mo Hall and the Zhu Hall, including this shocking battle with the sky.
All senior members of the medical hall were able to enter the Creation Mountain, and the logistics tasks were completed perfectly.
And now that Zhutang is also expected to break through the nine-star technology, Motang is the only one left to stare blankly.
The more Jiyao thought about it, the more he felt that if he continued like this, Mo Tang would be finished sooner or later, so he hurriedly went to find Che Yanchuan who was hiding somewhere, and didn't even bother to watch the next battle.
Zhu Xingfeng was still excited to introduce how powerful the killing hammer was today.
But on this fifth battlefield, the development of things became increasingly confusing.
"Who are you anyway?"
Li Xianxue's expression was solemn, and she even suppressed the endless resentment that had arisen from Po Meng's disgrace just now. She found that her bloodline could not sense any closeness from Po Meng at all.
Originally she thought it was the underworld mask that blocked this kind of detection method, but now it seems that Meng Po herself does not have the blood of Yin Tianzi.
Po Meng ignored Li Xianxue and just sucked her fingers hard, as if she wanted to swallow every bit of the blood on her fingertips.
It wasn't until Li Xianxue took a tentative step forward that she slowly raised her head, revealing a sinister smile. Her hoarse voice was as harsh as scratching a blackboard with her nails.
"You should have guessed it.
From the beginning to the end, I am not a projection clone."
Then his figure disappeared directly. When he appeared again, he was only one foot away from Li Xianxue. The two were almost face to face. Li Xianxue could clearly see the desire and madness in Po Meng's eyes!
Bang!
With a subconscious blow, Li Xianxue knocked Po Meng away, but another blood mark appeared on the smooth back of her hand.
And hidden in her hair, the spiritual incarnation of the Hammer of Heaven, a little white rabbit came out and said anxiously:
"Master, you can't let her drink your blood anymore. She is using a special method to analyze and assimilate the mark in your blood!"
Li Xianxue had no time to think about the meaning of Little Rabbit's words, because Meng Po attacked again, and the speed still exceeded the limit of space, not even leaving an afterimage!
She could only rely on her fighting instincts, using the overflowing murderous aura to sense the direction of the opponent's attack, and try her best to fight back!
This also made the battle situation look extremely strange. As the attacking party, Po Meng seemed to be knocked away by Li Xianxue's hammer after hammer, but she still kept repeating this action happily.
The defensive side seemed to have fought back forcefully every time, but it gave people a feeling that they were gradually losing their support.
Within a boundary within a boundary.
Watching this scene, the Blood Emperor sighed faintly and said, "What a sin."
Ren Yuexuan yawned and commented casually:
"This evil was also caused by you. This is what happens when you secretly open the back door."
Dao Xian seemed to understand something. He took a deep look at the Blood Emperor and Yin Tianzi in his arms and said:
"So she took another path, not to realize all the self and finally realize the only true self.
Rather, like the foolish Buddha, he chooses to kill all the selves and leave the true self alone, right?"
Ren Yuexuan gave him an appreciative look:
"That's right, but even a genius like a crazy Buddha must separate himself from the world-destroying Bodhidharma in order to ensure that he will not be lost.
Although Yin Tianzi is extremely talented, he is still a step behind compared to the Buddha idiot, plus someone is messing around, so... tsk tsk tsk."