The forged iron magical power was unleashed. This was an urban area after all. Qin Bai did not intend to hold back any more and decided to fight quickly to avoid casualties.
As his body swelled, the clothes on his upper body gradually fell apart. He was already standing out from the crowd at just over two meters tall, but now he quickly exceeded four meters and reached five meters.
The shock brought by Qin Bai's transformation into a giant was beyond words, and many people fell to the ground.
Five meters is the limit that his body can bear, but it is not the limit of the forged iron magical power. As long as his martial arts cultivation can break through, his body will be one step closer.
The black water was dealt with by paper people. In order to prevent accidents, paper spiders and paper foxes were also released to assist.
While Qin Bai pressed down, he concentrated his strength on his legs. The veins covered the skin and generated air waves out of thin air.
The soil in the yard was originally relatively soft, but it suddenly sank several feet under the heavy pressure.
Qin Bai stretched out his body, and he turned into a black shadow and disappeared on the spot, like a meteor falling towards the prison.
After a breath, the ground cracked, and the cracks spread tens of meters away.
Zhou Qi looked at Wei Lianzhang and couldn't help but said: "Master Wei, do you call this Taoism?"
In the cell at this time, Old Man Zhuge was rolling on the ground, his heart-rending screams heard endlessly.
Veins popped out on his head. Even though his hands and feet were tied with ropes, he still couldn't help but struggle.
The other prisoners were shivering and hiding in the corner. In the darkness, Old Man Zhuge swayed like a stranded fish, as if he was enduring great pain.
"Ah...ah..."
Then the sound of the rope breaking was heard. Old Man Zhuge relied on his own strength to break it. His hands and ankles were bloody and bloody, and the bones could be faintly seen.
The prisoner's cell was facing the other party's cell. He couldn't help but open his eyes and saw an extremely horrifying scene.
Old Man Zhuge kept retching, blood flowed from his mouth, followed by large pieces of internal organs.
Then he reached out and grabbed his tongue and pulled it out by the root.
He threw away the tongue, and from the flesh and blood in his mouth, a scroll emerged like a living thing.
Old Man Zhuge pulled the scroll with all his strength, but the paper seemed to have no end, extending several meters from his mouth.
His skin also appeared strange, and the densely packed text on it was revealed, exuding a faint golden light in the darkness.
The prisoners looked at Old Man Zhuge, but before they could react, the scroll in his mouth began to crawl like a snake.
The scroll fell on the prisoner's body, then quickly tightened, and continued to suck their flesh and blood. Soon, only bones were left on the floor in the prison.
A new round of changes occurred in Old Zhuge's body. His skin became rougher and rougher, covered with a layer of scales, and the hair all over his body began to fall off at the same time, gradually transforming into an inhuman form.
It was so strong that demonic energy emanated from his pores, and with his breathing, all the Yin energy that filled the prison was absorbed into his belly.
The body grew larger and larger, soon exceeding three meters. Two rows of eyes spread backward from the head, growing on the spine.
The demon's black liquid dripped down the scroll, and it raised its head to the sky and let out a loud roar. The sound was so loud that the sound could be heard in Gusu City.
Even Zhiqiu Yiye, who was far away at the foot of Hanshan Temple, turned around and took a look, then scratched his head and escaped underground.
The demon went crazy and destroyed the prison. Several load-bearing pillars broke and the entire house began to collapse.
But in terms of demolition skills, how could it possibly compare to Master Qin.
Qin Bai's five-meter-high body fell, and the prison instantly collapsed into ruins. He had already destroyed half of the yamen.
The smoke and dust dispersed, and there was silence inside, making it unclear what was going on inside.
Wei Lianzhang and Zhou Qi looked at each other. They did not dare to get close and could only watch from a distance.
Soon a change occurred, a muffled sound was heard, and a black shadow flew out of the smoke.
The black shadow hit the ground, and suddenly the soil splashed and a ditch of several meters appeared.
Everyone saw the demon that Old Man Zhuge had transformed into, with a sunken fist mark on his chest and abdomen.
Qin Bai walked out of the smoke with long strides. His skin was a metallic bronze color. Due to his weight, every step would leave a deep pit in the ground.
His expression was slightly disappointed. This demon was much weaker than expected, as if it had just become a demon.
The demon seemed to realize that it was no match. It staggered up and immediately chose to flee away from Qin Bai.
The government officials drew their sabers in a panic.
Only Zhou Qi did not retreat, but protected Wei Lianzhang. Although he could protect himself with his strong martial arts skills, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.
Qin Bai put away the golden hammer. Without the heavy object, he could take advantage of his speed.
He used his legs again and disappeared in an instant. When he appeared, he was already in front of the demon.
The right fist was charged and punched directly on the monster's head without giving the opponent a chance to react.
The demon hit the ground, his limbs paralyzed, and he could only watch helplessly as the opponent's fist punched out again.
Qin Bai's fists turned into afterimages and fell like a violent storm. The speed was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly. He could only hear the sound like firecrackers.
The demon also tried to resist, but after all, his skills were too shallow. He had no ability to resist at all when faced with an opponent that crushed him in all aspects. No matter how resistant he was, he was nothing more than a large sandbag.
Wei Lianzhang shuddered, and he glanced in the direction of the black water. More than twenty flying swords flew up and down, and the speed became even faster.
Why can I control the flying sword and deal with the demon at the same time? Isn't this destructive power afraid of losing my hand suddenly?
But as long as the situation stabilizes, Wei Lianzhang wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked around and found the book held by Magistrate Xu.
"What did you achieve?"
Magistrate Xu quickly took out a book and opened it: "This is what Qin Juren asked for, about the life of the prisoner named Zhuge."
Wei Lianzhang reached out to take it and started to read through it, his brows couldn't help but frown.
The information recorded above is only a few words per page, but it contains a lot of content.
This man actually had a reputation as a scholar, but he went crazy decades ago and was imprisoned for inducing others to die.
"Why did this man develop hysteria? Is there any record?"
"Go back to Mr. Wei and write it down in this book."
Magistrate Xu opened a book and pointed to the few lines of small words on it.
"In the ninth year of Xining in the Song Dynasty, Hanshan Temple copied forty-five scriptures. Fifteen scholars became idiots due to overwork. There are no clues after investigation."
Wei Lianzhang was stunned for a moment and thought to himself: "Twenty-four years ago, Hanshan Temple..."
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