Ren Qing watched as the opossum swelled in size in the blink of an eye.
The hair on his body fell away, and his appearance became more and more human-like, but in the end he still remained half-human and half-mouse, with his hands and feet having animal claws.
Rat Man King San'er ran towards Ren Qing, but his expression showed no murderous intent at all, instead he was mainly fearful.
Ren Qing frowned and took out a knife to chop off Wang San'er's head.
The skinny man in the cell suddenly died, and his body was absorbed by Abi Hell itself, as if it had never appeared before.
Ren Qing looked around expressionlessly, then turned and left.
But the moment he disappeared around the corner, a flying knife was thrown into the blood vessel railing and stuck directly in the shadow of the corner.
The rat squeaked.
The hidden possum was leaning against the wall, begging for mercy.
In Wang San'er's frightened eyes, Ren Qing used a large knife to cut off the blood vessel railing and stepped into the cell.
Wang Saner was so frightened that in order to speak human words, the Possum clone gradually turned into a human form.
But the characteristics of rats have become more obvious, and they are almost the same.
Wang Saner knelt on the ground and kept knocking his head, muttering: "You don't remember the faults of villains, so spare my life..."
Ren Qing put the Da Miao knife on Wang San'er's neck and said with a strange expression: "What effect does your technique have? Let's talk about it."
"ah?"
Wang Saner was stunned for a moment, and then he felt pain in his neck, and blood slowly flowed out.
He quickly said: "Sir, this technique is of no use. I can only use my own flesh and blood to separate the body of the rat, so as to survive."
"Can your soul be transferred into the rat's body through magic?"
Ren Qing guessed that the function of "Rat Infestation Art" should be to use the rat body to escape from the golden cicada's shell. The side effect is that every time it is possessed, irreversible alienation will occur.
It is a very good technique to seize the soul.
Wang Saner replied with a confused expression: "What kind of soul..."
"The clone and the main body do not interfere with each other?"
"Yes, my lord."
"I understand. The method of rat plague is to transfer the memory into the clone, and the one who is alive is already another self."
Wang San'er couldn't understand what Ren Qing said at all. His little eyes were staring outside the cell, as if waiting for something.
"How do the Jailers select their reserves?"
Wang San'er replied: "Sir, as long as you can get out of the jailer's hall, you have actually passed."
Ren Qing asked lightly: "Then how to get out?"
Wang San'er did not answer directly, but said vaguely: "Sir, I am somewhat familiar with the Jailer's Hall. This is..."
His tone was respectful, while he tried his best to stay away from Damiao Dao.
While Wang San'er took action, heavy footsteps approached again.
The two jailers unexpectedly came back from the dead and rushed towards Ren Qing's cell.
The cunning in Wang San'er's eyes flashed, and he nimbly dodged the big Miao knife and bit Ren Qing's arm fiercely.
Seeing that Ban Ya is about to touch it, as long as it is contaminated with a little bit of rat poison, even if it is the ghost realm, the body will still be paralyzed.
Whoosh! ! !
Wang Saner suddenly found that his head became light and light, as if a cold light passed by his side.
By the time he regained consciousness, his head had already hit the ground, and his expression after rolling several times was incredulous.
Ren Qing turned around with the knife in hand.
Two jailers rushed into the cell. Their size seemed to be larger, and their momentum also increased a bit.
However, as Wang Saner died, the meat ball jailer merged with the wall and disappeared.
Only the ape jailer was left tirelessly trying to attack Ren Qing.
Ren Qing didn't pay attention to the jailer, but focused on Wang San'er's body. As expected, something strange appeared.
It was a ball of cotton-like mud, as if mixed with countless scurrying rats.
Ren Qing was still staring at the strange object, and his body instinctively avoided the slap from the ape.
He felt that since the jailer placed the place for selecting reserves in Abi Hell, it meant that it must be able to deal with the strange things after the monks died.
After a few breaths, a bloody mouth appeared around the strange object.
The half-meter-long tongue tied the strange object. No matter how hard the latter struggled, it was useless, and it was gradually dragged into the wall of flesh and blood.
Good fellow, the jailer is here to raise Gu.
Ren Qing cut off the ape's arm smoothly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
By using the Abi Hell in the Yangshen Realm to contain strange objects, aren't you afraid that the restricted area formed after death will directly destroy the world?
I don’t know how many strange objects have accumulated over the past hundreds of years...
Ren Qing realized again that what the jailer did was indeed understandable.
Although the restricted area can become more terrifying after swallowing strange objects, it may not necessarily have an obvious effect on the restricted areas in the Yangshen realm.
Raindrops can affect ponds and rivers, but they cannot shake the ocean. After all, the water level is already unfathomable.
Moreover, Ren Qing always felt that the jailer should have the means to take out the strange objects, and he might need to go somewhere in Abi Hell.
"But... is Abijiji so weird because he masters more spells?"
The strange object was swallowed by the giant mouth.
Ren Qing didn't respond at all. He was no longer interested in the rat problem long after he discovered the secret of Wang San'er's possession.
Those possums are just backups with memories.
Even if it consumes thirty life yuan, you have to think about it, not to mention that the strange objects in the half-zombie realm will consume a full year of life yuan.
Roar! ! !
The ape jailer was stimulated by Ren Qing and stamped his feet repeatedly. His skin had turned red and his hair stood on end.
Ren Qing came back to his senses and looked at the ape jailer with contempt.
Even if the jailer can be resurrected by relying on Abi Hell, the improvement in strength is not obvious, and it is still difficult to threaten him.
Swing the knife.
The ape jailer was reduced to pieces.
Ren Qing stepped out of the cell and planned to look elsewhere.
Song Zongwu didn't tell him any information at all.
Now Ren Qing only knows that leaving Abi Hell is a condition for becoming a reserve force, but it is still unknown what means he will use.
He planned to find a monk to inquire about the news.
Well, let's see if there is any suitable technique...
Ren Qing walked through the aisle.
He soon discovered the traces left by the jailer through his double eyes. He seemed to be chasing a certain monk, and he should not be far away.
Ren Qing followed the traces, and the sound of fighting came from far away.
He originally planned to gain trust by rescuing people, but the ape jailer revived again and followed him, with an attitude of not stopping until death.
The monk not far away was shocked and confused. In his eyes, it was clear that Ren Qing was deliberately causing trouble.
He had no choice but to grit his teeth and take a blow from the jailer, then used his strength to turn into a fork in the road, hoping to break away from Ren Qing.
Seeing this, Ren Qing speeded up.
Are you an enemy rather than a friend? Then let me see your magic.
The two of them ran as fast as they could, one behind the other. The surrounding environment changed, and they seemed to have arrived in a new area of Abi Hell.
The flesh and blood were even more distorted, even mixed with the remains of giant bones.
