Kuilehan is tall and has a strong figure.

If Cao Erzhu is considered a little giant, he can indeed be called the father of the giant.

If you put it together with Shen Yi, you can compare your height and weight. You can't tell the difference between them. If you don't know, you will only think that they are two ancient martial arts practitioners.

Of course, in front of such a huge body, the old man's thin headless body was only as tall as his waist and abdomen, and he was as hard as a handle. He was like a chick.

A slap in the face was visually full of shocking effects.

Although it is not as mysterious as the dream of the world, the sword bones are gorgeous, and the melee fighting with the face close to the face always has a strong character that is fist-to-heart.

Especially, when most people have recognized it, the old man is actually the most likely he is the Medicine Ancestor.

"That's great, it's Nianzu!"

"As soon as the Eighth Patriarch leaves, I will be saved."

"What did the old man want to do? Haven't he heard of the legend of Quelehan? If the mystery of life is suffocated, he can only cultivate a healing character who saves life and helps the wounded. How dare he rush up?"

In fact, most people understand that Yaozu should have died suddenly without such a simple one.

After all, among the three ancestors abroad, the role of the Yaozu was not the image of an old man, but the human face of the Great World.

Hua Changdeng sealed the ancestors, and when the two were combined, Beihuai and Dashihuai made a little progress, but the eight ancestors behind them rose up and they retreated again.

At best, Kuirehan's blow was just an incarnation.

For the Medicine Ancestor who masters the way of life, it seems that he can have it incarnation like this with just a pinch?

"Shit..."

The headless corpse in his hand began to squirm after the effect of the punishment god and robbery paralysis was weakened.

Of course, Kui Leihan knew the principle of endless life.

But equally, just as the Medicine Ancestor was trying to test His abilities with his face, He also wanted to see what the way of life could be strange.

There are many possibilities to trace the traces of life from the corpse on your hand to trace the medicine ancestor's back through the mark of punishment and punishment.

If it can be done, it is to let the Medicine Ancestor get some benefits, so what's wrong?

"Swish!"

The sound of flesh and blood growing was even more harsh and the scene became a little weird.

The flesh and blood on the headless corpse overflowed from Kuailehan's fingers, quickly climbing up, and a sarcoma that looked like a fruit and a head condensed.

Kuilehan didn't let go.

Those flesh and blood didn't seem to want Kuilehan to let go.

After the sarcoma condensed, sharp roots grew inside, as if they wanted to pierce Kurehan's flesh and tie his hands and the old man's body together, and grow together.

"It really hurts people's appetite!"

Kuilehan frowned. This little life force could not break his possessive shape and perfect his divine consciousness.

With a shock in his hand, the body shape turned into a release shape, and it hit out. With a bang, the old man's sarcoma head exploded into pieces.

Punish the gods and punish the robbery, and be free to collect and release them.

It flowed back to the palm of his hand again, Kui Leihan slapped it with a pounce, and the old man's headless corpse was shaken off all his vitality.

The rich fragrance of flowers exploded like rime, and it was filled with streets, and there was also a black sickle flying away.

"Master Cao, take the scythe of the god of death."

A voice came from his ears. Kuai Leihan was about to move, but unexpectedly, in the mist of life, tiny particles actually had spirituality.

The flesh and blood particles desperately rushed into their mouths and noses, and the pores were coming, and moths flew into the fire, which was extremely terrifying.

Kuilehan was wary of it and immediately strengthened the concentration of the body shape and the body was protected like a membrane, and isolated the invasion of life particles.

But after just one delay, the release of the spirit mind was not shot out at the first time. The flesh and blood particles were pieced together into the size of a fingernail. He carried the sickle of the God of Death and ran south, babbling:

"Run quickly!"

"This upright ape is so terrible, quickly stay away from the place of right and wrong!"

"Oh, don't kill me-"

Putting aside the weirdness, the little thing is so cute.

The thunder sound of Fusang City exploded, and Kui Leihan's tiger eyes went horizontally, and purple lightning in his eyes ignited.

With a slap, the little cuties who were carrying a sickle ran ten miles away were immediately crushed to death by the oppressed spirit.

Bang!

The Scythe of Death fell on the cracked ground, as if it was held tightly by an invisible big hand, unable to move.

Kui Leihan stomped the earth with one foot, and swam around his body, and controlled the sickle of the god of death in the divine mind point. As he entered, he also pulled the sickle.

"Soul..."

Then, a strange noise came from behind.

The charred flowers in the city have regained their vitality at some point. For a moment, the roots of the flower and vines are tangled and intertwined, turning into thick tentacles, rolling towards Kuellehan from the back, as if they want to drag him down.

"roll!"

Kui Leihan turned his head and saw no movement.

The punishment god is released in the sky, and it turns into a thunder palm covering the sky and sweeps half of the city with one palm.

Boom!

There is nothing in the lightning.

The sky in the Zhongyuan Realm was dyed into the color of purple lightning in a moment.

In the blink of an eye, Fusang City was never reborn and had been razed to the ground. The flowers that were crawling all over the houses and the city walls were all wilted and their lives were difficult to recover.

"this……"

The sudden outbreak caused spectators from all over the five domains to take a breath.

One blow to half the city.

Another battle.

It seems that this is not all that Querehan has.

Nianzu was not just Nianzu, but also an extremely violent Thunder Ancestor.

His instant explosive power, if his firepower is fully opened, I am afraid that more than one city or one world, the eight masters can slowly develop swords, or may they vomit blood and suffer casualties?

"Si!"

Purple lightning flew back.

Between the smoke and dust in the city, only a big cloak was left.

Kui Leihan grabbed the black sickle that was photographed in his hand and whispered: "What should I do?"

Today is different from the past.

Xu Xiaoshou was not the young ant he had first met in the town, but he was confirmed to be the master of Shou and had the ability to play with his ancestors.

As soon as the Eight Lords left, "Shou Ye" became the only leader under the swaying flag of the Holy Slave.

Kuai Leihan didn't know how much he could do and whether he had learned the secret of the Medicine Ancestor.

But Querehan knew his situation.

Although he has already won the title of ancestor, he does not know the layout of the Medicine Ancestor, nor does he know the plan of the demons. He has no choice but to return to zero, and has no choice but to go beyond the chess game to take a sword.

To put it bluntly, the strongest son on the chessboard had to act as a tough guy who rushed forward.

This is a limitation and an advantage.

If you give up your long is short, and you just want to play with the magic potion, the ancient ancestor god has made a multi-million-year layout, which will give newcomers a bloody teaching. What is "grin or old one's spicy"!

"Master Cao, I can't use it anymore. The sickle of the God of Death has been transferred." The voice sighed.

Kui Leihan's eyes were strange.

The first thing that makes ginger old and spicy is revealed.

From beginning to end, the Scythe of Death did not leave his sight. I couldn't see how to adjust the bag and when to adjust the bag.

"Bang!"

Pinch it with one palm.

The black sickle in my hand fryed to pieces, and the splashed was just a rich fragrance of flowers, that's all.

Kui Leihan lifted the cloak behind him, turned around and looked at the northern sky, without any resentment, and the cracks in the time situation were still struggling to support them.

However, after the Third Ancestor helped to give up, the golden scars had become unstable, sometimes trembling, and a weak breath, and there was a sign that they would collapse soon.

Fusang City was empty, Kui Leihan whispered softly:

"I walk a new path, probably with the incarnation of the ancestor god, the destiny of the ancestor god, two in one, one in zero, and I can't touch it at all."
To be continued...