The pattern of the human figure can be vaguely seen as the pattern of an animal head, which is constantly gathered and dispersed, and feels incompatible with the Taotie method.
In addition, Ren Qing also found the word "jailer" deep in the opponent's eyes, which seemed to represent his identity in Abi Hell.
Ren Qing thought of the twelve herbs that grew on Tuofeng Mountain because of the disaster relief restricted area.
There are inexplicable similarities between the two.
He couldn't help but think about it.
Could it be that after Taotie Fa was promoted to Abi Hell, the space in his belly developed the characteristics of a restricted area?
Roar! ! !
The ape jailer interrupted Ren Qing's thoughts. It escaped from the wall and pounced at extremely fast speed.
Unfortunately, in Ren Qing's eyes, the ape jailer was at the level of the half-zombie state for the first time at best, and could not even compare to Song Rong, who was seriously injured and was about to die.
The Damiao knife was unsheathed, and the blade was just right to deflect the ape jailer.
Ren Qing took half a step back, but he didn't expect that the ape jailer was stronger than he thought.
Seeing that the attack was ineffective, the ape jailer became more and more impatient and kept waving his arms to hammer Ren Qing.
Ren Qing moved around and dodged, and at the same time, the double pupils of his eyes were used to the extreme, trying to figure out who this jailer was.
While he was fighting, a mouse's head poked out from the corner of the cell's bars. It turned out to be a cat-sized possum.
The Possum's eyes were full of viciousness, and its long tongue stretched out to lick the tip of its nose.
Ren Qing glanced away from the corner of his eye.
He was a little surprised when he noticed that there were living creatures in Abi Hell. How could ordinary creatures survive in the inner space of Yangshen Realm.
Ren Qing reacted immediately.
This probably came from one of the monks, controlling the possum through the vascular bars.
He didn't know the other party's purpose, and he probably didn't have any good intentions. In this case, he should get rid of the jailer as soon as possible.
The heavy pupils turned, and countless flaws came into view.
Today's Ren Qing is able to easily seize the flaw and counterattack without even needing to transform into a werewolf.
First a knife.
Blood splattered on the joints of the ape jailer's feet, and it instinctively fell to the ground, but its claws still maintained their attacking posture.
Before his arm could touch Ren Qing, the long and narrow blade was already lying there.
Whoosh...
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the light of the sword flashed from bottom to top. The arm of the ape jailer was neatly cut off by the roots, and the painful wail came.
Blood rained down.
Ren Qing still had time to use the tip of the knife to deflect the blood spots so as not to contaminate his body.
There was a blood-red ball in the opossum's mouth. Seeing Ren Qing chopping melons and vegetables while facing the jailer, he immediately hesitated.
Then he remembered Ren Qing's transcendent status that was different from the other monks when he entered the Jailer's Hall, and his heart became extremely twisted.
Why don't you have to practice the magic technique to escape death, and don't have to face the appearance of being neither a human nor a ghost, and just die for me! ! !
The Possum spat the ball into the cell.
The ball shattered, and a stream of light yellow gas dispersed.
The Possum's face was full of joy, and then he quietly hid in the corner of the corridor, wanting to hear Ren Qing's scream before he died.
But the situation in the cell was completely opposite.
Ren Qing was not contaminated with the gas, so he simply cut off the ape's head.
The ape's corpse fell heavily to the ground, and then merged into the flesh and blood wall, giving people the feeling that it really looked like a strange object.
Ren Qing wiped off the blood on the blade with linen cloth and patted the blood vessel railing with his hand. He felt far less tough than before.
"You should be able to go out."
Bang bang bang.
There was a slight vibration outside the cell.
When Ren Qing saw the indistinct werewolf transformation on his limbs, his physique was instantly boosted, and he grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands.
Swing the knife and chop away.
The light of the sword is invisible to the naked eye.
A white line suddenly appeared on the blood vessel, and then it was neatly broken into two parts.
Ren Qing stepped out of the cell and smelled extremely rich blood in his nose, mixed with a rancid smell.
The Possum shivered with fright, and his expression turned gloomy.
He never imagined that Ren Qing could escape from the cell so easily, and he suddenly regretted his actions just now.
I'm afraid I'm going to get angry.
Fortunately, at least the aura has dissipated, which must be enough to attract the jailer.
The shaking intensified.
The fleshy ball-shaped jailer was rolling. It seemed to sense the breath and blended directly into the wall, heading towards the cell where Ren Qing was.
The Possum hid in the shadow of the corridor, planning to wait until the jailer or Ren Qing was dead before going out, so as not to affect him.
Although it is only a clone, death will still affect the main body, and may even cause the blood to be counterattacked.
There was a lot of movement around the cell, but what surprised the Possum was that it only lasted a few breaths.
After all, the previous jailer had been fighting with Ren Qing for a long time, so the newly recruited jailer couldn't hold out for even a moment, right?
No matter what, let’s pass the message to the main body first.
The Possum waited a moment and then quietly crawled out of the corner.
But before he walked a few meters forward, he suddenly felt a shadow pressing on him, and a trace of murderous intent seeping into it.
The Possum raised his head stiffly and saw Ren Qing holding a knife and looking at him with an unpredictable smile on his expression.
The body of the Meat Ball Jailer was lying not far away. It looked like it had been cut in half with a knife, and the incision looked extremely smooth.
"How can it be……"
The Possum stood there stunned, and then was tightly grasped by Ren Qing's right palm, and its eyes became swollen due to the force of the squeeze.
Ren Qing called out the information flow.
【Wang San'er】
[Age: Thirty-six]
[Shouyuan: eleven years]
[Skill: Rat Infestation Judgment (Rat Mother)]
[Created by the Taoist Plague Master, to practice this method, you need to take special plague poison for sixteen consecutive days. You can only practice it after your body is not dead from the poison. 】
Ren Qing pondered for a moment, remembering that there seemed to be a similar gang in the east of the city that specialized in dirty theft.
It seems to be called "Mud Club".
It is said that if a monk dies in Abi Hell, strange things will be born, right?
Wuhu! ! !
Then you can choose the technique that suits you...
He deliberately did not use all his strength, and the possum managed to make a shrill cry before it turned into pieces of meat and fell to the ground.
At the same time, rustling movement could be heard in the distance of the corridor.
A dozen possums emerged from a cell somewhere, trying to escape.
"Ha, there's not even a fork in the road nearby, where can you escape?"
Ren Qing used his legs to exert force, took three steps and then two steps with the knife and rushed forward. Almost every time he swung the knife, he could accurately kill a possum.
The screams kept echoing.
It only took half a cup of tea, but the ground was already covered with possum corpses, which were swallowed up by the wall of flesh and blood in just a moment.
Ren Qing followed the traces to the cell where the Possum had crawled out. There was a skinny little man lying inside, with only air coming in and no air coming out.
The man looked at Ren Qing with frightened eyes.
Then the mouth opened wide, and a four- to five-pound possum slowly crawled out of the esophagus and ran out of the cell.
