For a moment, in the prison cell, the old man kept attacking with all his might without reservation.

But every attack he attacked was perfectly dodged by Zhang Rongfang.

The two have a big gap in their ability to fight against the enemy.

In addition, the old man seems to lose consciousness and his moves are more rigid and easier to be judged.

After observing for a while, Zhang Rong's side confirmed that the other party had no consciousness.

Immediately, he stretched out a finger, calculated the trajectory tricks, and stabbed the other party's eyebrows suddenly.

laugh.

A drop of blood penetrated into the wound on the old man's eyebrows.

But what Zhang Rongfang didn't expect was that as soon as the drop of blood entered, it immediately turned out like strong acid corroding the flesh and blood, and white smoke emerged.

The old man stopped moving immediately, and the silver threads on his eyebrows began to surge, as if he was stimulated.

A large ball of silver thread gushed out from the wound in the eyebrows, wrapping the drop of blood into a small ball, shrinking hard.

Amid the hissing, more violent white smoke seeped out of the spirit thread ball, and then the ball dispersed and turned into countless spirit threads, and drilled back into the old man's body.

Everything returned to its original state. It seemed that nothing had happened.

And the drop of blood just now disappeared completely, without a trace.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Rongfang took a few steps back and understood in his heart.

Just now, he felt the drop of blood he had split was burning wildly by some kind of flame-like power.

This feeling lasted only a few seconds, and the blood drip disappeared, and he also lost contact with it.

"So... more?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Rongfang suddenly bullied himself, passing by the old man's limbs like lightning.

Under the pre-emptive suppression of the enemy, the old man tried to block, but it was meaningless. All his blocks were seen through and avoided.

After several consecutive sounds of bone fracture.

Sure enough, the old man fell to the ground and his injury did not heal quickly. It seemed that after losing human blood, his ability to heal was much weaker.

Zhang Rongfang did not hesitate and reached out to force the blood out again, hitting his chest and seeping into the other party's wound.

hiss!!

This time, a large piece of white smoke emerged.

It was like water entering a oil pan.

With a loud bang, countless silver spiritual lines rushed out wildly at the chest where his blood penetrated, trying to attack Zhang Rongfang's palm.

But as soon as they appeared, they were dripping blood and poured on.

Suddenly, a large number of spiritual threads began to turn black, thin, and retreat.

The blood quickly turned into white smoke and evaporated and disappeared.

Zhang Rong was expressionless and stared at this scene calmly.

His blood production speed in his body is now far beyond ordinary people, and this little blood is nothing to him. The key is that what happened at this time exceeded his expectations.

His blood.

It actually seems to be as poisonous to the spiritual thread!?

Taoist Hong Xian outside the cell also approached at this time and looked at the scene in front of him in shock.

He also knew that this kind of thing was invincible, except for the materials of the withering of gods and Buddhas, there was nothing in the world that could stop them.

But now these spiritual threads are blocked by other things!?

The confrontation between blood and the spirit line lasted for only a short while and then it ended.

All the spiritual threads completely turned into a piece of black and gray and disappeared.

The old man surnamed Hu also completely turned into a mummy, and his body gradually turned black and began to enter the process of ash transformation.

Zhang Rongfang withdrew his hand. From the beginning to now, he has released about half of the adult's blood volume.

The result is that the spiritual thread is corroded and disappeared.

"Why is this?" he couldn't help but ask softly.

"Because of will." Taoist Hong Xian looked a little stunned.

"Will?" Zhang Rongfang looked at him. "Can you explain it in detail with fellow Taoist?"

"You are polite to the subject." Taoist Hongxian thought for a while. "I have lived for nearly a hundred years and I am now a little knowledgeable and understandable. I will tell you."

Looking at the corpses gradually turning into ashes on the ground, he whispered: "Many years ago, when the extreme realm appeared, it is said that someone had tried to worship gods in the extreme realm, can they go up to the level and enter the extreme realm. But then they all failed without exception."

"How did it fail?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"It is also like this that the spiritual line touches the eyebrows of the powerful people in the extreme realm, and it is like water and fire that is incompatible, and it cancels out with the blood of the powerful people in the extreme realm. Finally, it dissipates together." Taoist Hongxian replied.

"Since then, some people have speculated that the reason why worshiping God and the extreme realm are incompatible should be will."

"I am not at the extreme, why is this?" Zhang Rongfang said in confusion.

"The observer doesn't know that when we accept your blood, you can feel that it is alive! Just like a greed, a living creature that wants to devour everything, will erode everything it comes into contact with into nutrients, and then grow more of yourself."

"When the blood itself has a strong will, this will does not succumb to the spiritual line, and the two may conflict. In this way, it may be the root of the scene just now." Taoist Hongxian speculated explained.

"If this is true, it would be a pity..." Zhang Rongfang shook his head slightly. He originally planned to transform into a warrior worshiper.

Now it seems that I can only give up.

"Since it doesn't work, then forget it. @典_Shuge...j_h_s_s_d_c_o_m first. Posted. Update. New~~Next, there is enough food and grass, and the medicinal materials, and the situation outside is unpredictable. Let's hide in the Nv Gorge for a while before talking about it. If you have any medicine to understand, deal with it as soon as possible." He said softly.

"I understand. I'm about to start the ring." Taoist Hongxian smiled.

After coming out of the dungeon, Zhang Rongfang opened the attribute bar and took a look.

Health 271.

And the accumulated free attribute points have ten points.

He quickly added all the points to his life.

After a slight warm current, the health increased to 281.

"It's soon...it's soon...it's about to open the third trait talent..."

Now that everything has settled down, the surrounding areas of Wushan Mansion have returned to peace.

As long as you can practice calmly for a few months, when the new talent comes out, the master's realm is full, gather the spiritual will field, and enter the level of the master.

Just about to have some self-protection power in this world

When Zhang Rongfang thought of this, a strong sense of security surged in his heart.

Time passes slowly.

Just when Zhang Rongfang was devoted to living in seclusion and practicing in peace.

The riots in the Red Turbans in Daling were becoming more and more serious. Civilians in all cities and towns were killed or injured, and hundreds of thousands of people were converted into thugs, and they flocked to larger cities for food.

The farmland was abandoned, weeds began to grow in vegetable fields, town houses were lit and burned, and countless rebels were killed and injured. Countless people were frightened and moved their families toward the big city.

Migrating refugees were also attacked, with insufficient food, no more clothes to protect against cold in the cold season, and lack of medicine for curing diseases.

The refugees were sick and died, and the bones were everywhere and blood flowed thousands of miles away.

In such a difficult time, King Muli led his army to the sect leader country, sweeping the thugs all the way, and was invincible. In just half a month, after the surrender of a large number of people, his troops quickly expanded to 650,000, and he was one million troops, aiming directly at the capital.

As the journey was approaching, the troops were on the banks of Yanshui River. King Muli sued the gods and sued Wen to announce the world, listing the ten major crimes of Yue Dewen of the Daoism, denying him as a demon, saying that the current rioters are all caused by his inaction, and that man harms the country and the people, deceives the royal family, and confuses the world. He should be punished with the extreme evil.

The strong leader of the Great Light Cult Alliance, Kosiwo, also came out to openly invite Yue Dewen to the Yanshui River, and to establish the world's number one name.

The vast army was led by different generals and stationed in a camp.

The flags are formed by the river, waving in the wind and making noises.

For a time, the entire river bank was turned into a military camp.

April 15, morning.

At this time, the drizzle was drizzling and the sky was bright.

By the Yanshui River, large ships slowly gathered at the newly built dock.

The river is hundreds of meters wide, the river is turbulent and the water is dim. You can smell the smell of mud when you stand by the side.

Flags flutter in the south of the smoke and water, and warships gather.

There were also teams of emergency arrived in the north, and they were stationed scattered.

Unlike the military flag opposite, the military flag here not only has different words, but also has different colors and styles.

These are the battle corps that gathered temporarily from all over the country. After learning that King Muli had entered the country, the other four kings were shocked and joined forces with the sects to urgently mobilize troops from all over the country to rush to the front line.

At this time, the troops gathered together and blocked King Muli's millions of troops by the Yanshui River.
To be continued...