Taking one step at a time, Zhao Lei didn't know whether the cat demon in front of him would notice him, but so far, Zhao Lei had already retreated a long way, and even the black bear in front of him could only see a black figure in the distance.
Suddenly the black figure in front fell to the ground, and then a black shadow flashed over.
Zhao Lei didn't react at all and just relied on instinct to barely lift his right hand.
Then Zhao Lei felt his face heat up, and warm liquid flowed down his cheeks.
Zhao Lei touched it and saw blood! It's blood! There was a big gash on his arm.
What's even weirder is that Zhao Lei found that what he felt in his right hand was not pain, but numbness, and half of his body seemed to be affected.
It's over, Zhao Lei doesn't know whether he was possessed by a magic spell or poisoned. This is not something he can solve now.
Zhao Lei faced this situation with a hint of excitement mixed with fear. This was the first time he had consciously come into close contact with the power he had longed for for a long time except last time.
Zhao Lei's right hand was completely numb. He took the knife with his left hand and paid careful attention to his surroundings.
Using the knife with his left hand, his movements were limited, so Zhao Lei could only react in advance based on experience.
Suddenly, another black shadow flashed past, and Zhao Lei blocked his neck with a horizontal knife.
In the electric light and flint, the lancet burst out with sparks, and a huge force came from the blade, knocking Zhao Lei back two steps.
A claw mark appeared deeply on the blade. Zhao Lei had no doubt that if Grandma Mao hit it a few more times, the blade would break.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Lei felt a chill on his back. He slashed the knife behind him without thinking, but still took a step slower. The long knife passed by, and he didn't even see the figure of the cat demon.
The scratch on Zhao Lei's back was the same as before. There was no pain, only numbness. He had never felt that time passed so long.
Zhao Lei never felt this way when he was surrounded by people before.
At least those guards were opponents he could see, instead of being injured before he even reacted like now.
Now Zhao Lei can finally understand what the black bear felt like before.
For Zhao Lei, being injured and bleeding is a trivial matter, but this numbness is a fatal matter. This numbness has spread all over half of his body.
And Zhao Lei felt that his head was a little dizzy now. The vegetation in front of him was layered and stacked together, and all the scenes had double images.
Just when Zhao Lei was fainting, the black shadow struck again. As the distance got closer, Zhao Lei could clearly see the appearance of the cat demon this time.
Sure enough, as the rumors said, Granny Cat has the face of an old woman, and her body is about the size of an ordinary house cat. Her whole body is dark, and the soles of her limbs and feet are white.
And its old woman's face has silver-white eyebrows that are unusually thick.
The face of an octogenarian man has a unibrow, and the overall look is extremely weird and terrifying.
Sure enough, there was only the wrong name, not the wrong nickname.
Facing a lamb waiting to be slaughtered like Zhao Lei, the cat demon obviously would not let Zhao Lei stay and carefully observed his time.
Between the fleshy palms of its white soles, razor-like claws popped out. The white claw tips glowed with black luster, and wisps of thin green smoke entangled them.
The cat demon's sharp claws aimed directly at Zhao Lei's heart.
In an instant, the moment it touched Zhao Lei's chest, a red light burst out from his chest.
A red light flashed, Zhao Lei's mind suddenly cleared, and half of his body regained consciousness.
A stream of red air followed Zhao Lei's right hand and attached to the lancet.
It was so late that Zhao Lei didn't have time to pay attention to the changes that happened on his body, and he directly stabbed the cat demon's neck.
A cat head flew up, and its old woman's face was full of confusion.
Until it saw half of its body lying on the ground, its smart eyes were full of disbelief, and then a green light flew out from the cat demon's mutilated body.
At this time, Zhao Lei thought of the legends about ghosts and ghosts, and naturally he did not dare to relax at all.
The lancet wrapped in red light was thrown from Zhao Lei's hand, nailing the green ball of light directly to the ground, and then only miserable cat calls were heard coming from the ball of light.
Zhao Lei stepped forward, put the light ball through the knife and picked it up.
This light group transformed into a shrunken cat.
After the cat transformed into shape, it merged its claws and kept bowing to Zhao Lei.
Then Zhao Lei's mind suddenly rang out, an unusually high-pitched old woman's voice.
"Hero, spare your life! Hero, please spare your life! The little old woman was just a little cat demon in this mountain. Today, the little demon has no eyes to see the mountain and has provoked the hero. I beg the hero to spare her life for the sake of the difficulty of the little demon's cultivation. The old woman’s life.”
"Hmph! You old witch, before I looked at you, you didn't look like you wanted to spare my life.
Now you are so beautiful, today I have to skin you, cramp you, break your bones and scatter you into ashes! "
As he spoke, Zhao Lei raised his knife and prepared to kill the cat demon.
"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! I'm a good man and I'm willing to exchange my life for my practice!"
The corners of Zhao Lei's mouth curled up slightly unconsciously. Now that the cat demon's life was in his hands, he would definitely not take its life so simply.
Zhao Lei could remember why he had worked so hard these days. Now that he had such a great opportunity, it was better to seize the opportunity than to pursue the traces of the two immortals.
After hearing the cat demon's words, Zhao Lei did not respond impatiently, so as not to let the cat demon know his intentions. He did not want any accidents to happen.
Zhao Lei pretended to think twice and asked suspiciously:
"You are clearly a monster, how can I practice your monster method?"
After hearing Zhao Lei's question, the cat demon felt a little relieved, because it heard a hint of emotion in Zhao Lei's tone.
"Heroes have misunderstood. Scattered monsters like me all set out on the path of cultivation unintentionally.
Just like me, I happened to inhale the essence of moonlight on a full moon night, and then slowly embarked on the path of cultivation, and awakened my spiritual wisdom during this cultivation.
The method of cultivation of our demon clan is to use demon pills to achieve greatness. It does not apply to the human race. You humans have your own methods of practice. "
"Since you can't help me practice, then why should I spare your life?"
Saying that, Zhao Lei raised the long knife again.
"Hold on, hero. Just listen to what I have to say. Although the little demon's cultivation method does not apply to you, hero, aren't you curious about what happened to the red air flow you had before?"
In order to prevent Zhao Lei from being as impatient as before, the cat demon continued:
"I said before that I would exchange my life for cultivating immortality because of the red air flow.
Hero, think about it carefully. I could kill you right from the beginning, so why do I keep testing you? "
