Chapter 56 Painted Skin Dafa
Hearing Nangong Baizhan's words, everyone's expressions changed slightly.
Everyone knows that once you go to the questioning platform, you can no longer control what you think in your heart.
As long as the other party asks something, I will answer it.
If Nangong Baizhan wanted to peep into the secrets of everyone present, it would be really difficult for everyone present to resist.
As if seeing the worries in the hearts of everyone present, Nangong Baizhan couldn't help but said again in a deep voice:
"Here, I can assure you that this time when you come to the xintai, I only ask whether you have colluded with the demon cultivator. Other than that, I will never ask more questions."
Hearing this promise from Nangong Baizhan, everyone present was slightly relieved.
As one of the three great golden elixir masters of Qianyangzong, Nangong Baizhan's promise is obviously very credible.
Not long after he spoke, a monk from the Qianyang Sect took the initiative to walk up to the questioning platform.
Nangong Baizhan immediately asked.
"Are you a demon cultivator? Are you in collusion with that demon cultivator?"
The monk of Qianyangzong shook his head immediately.
"I am not a demon cultivator, and I have no collusion with that demon cultivator."
After finishing speaking, Nangong Baizhan asked him to step off the questioning platform.
Seeing this, everyone who was still worried in their hearts was finally completely relieved.
So, everyone came to the stage one after another.
Shen Yuanlong and a group of Shen family monks also stepped down from the questioning platform one after another.
But Shen Yuanlong always remembered the reminder his sister Shen Mengxue gave him back then.
So after he walked down the questioning platform with a group of Shen family members, he immediately walked far behind.
On the contrary, some families and sect monks who wanted to please Nangong Baizhan were still surrounding Nangong Baizhan at this moment, constantly complimenting him, which made Nangong Baizhan's originally serious face appear like a smile. A faint smile.
But at this time, several Foundation Establishment cultivators who came down from the Asking Platform suddenly came to Nangong Baizhan and the others.
The few masters of the Zifu who surrounded Nangong Baizhan frowned suddenly, and asked the foundation-building monks of their own family:
"What's the matter with you?"
Several Foundation Establishment cultivators looked at each other and did not speak, but continued to approach them.
Displeasure suddenly appeared in the eyes of the masters of Zifu.
However, Nangong Baizhan, who was located in the center of them, instinctively sensed something was wrong, and his face suddenly changed.
"Not good! Everyone get out of the way!"
Boom!
It was at this moment that a huge explosion suddenly rose into the sky.
The shock wave with infinite magic and evil energy instantly swept over everyone nearby.
The ancestor of the Liuyun Sect, Xu Hairen, who had not recovered from his injuries before, was torn into pieces by the terrifying shock wave.
It's a pity that he escaped unharmed before, but in the face of the sudden danger, he still couldn't hold on, and fell on the spot.
Besides him, the situation of the other masters in Zifu who are here is not very good.
Although they resorted to their own defensive methods afterwards, their reaction was ultimately a bit slow. Several people were still seriously injured.
"Hahaha!"
Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter in everyone's ears.
Immediately afterwards, three or four black beads filled with strong demonic and evil energy flew towards them rapidly.
"It's the Demon Bead!"
The faces of the few surviving Masters of the Zi Mansion suddenly changed drastically.
Right now, they have already recognized what it was that had just seriously injured them. It was the third-order disposable item that could threaten the lives of the masters of the Zifu, the evil spirit bead!
Now there are three or four more at once.
If they are bombed by them again, there is no doubt that the rest of them, even if they don't die, will inevitably die, and the future path will be completely cut off.
Suddenly, Nangong Baizhan's angry shout came from the sky.
Immediately afterwards, a long spear lingering with majestic mana suddenly hit the three or four jet-black magic beads, and instantly annihilated the three or four magic beads in midair.
It can be seen how powerful Nangong Baizhan, who is a Jindan real person, is.
At this moment, his eyes were burning with angry flames, and he was like a **** of war returning from ancient times. His eyes were fixed on a humble Qi-refining monk in the crowd.
Then a strange smile suddenly appeared on the face of the monk in the Qi refining period.
Immediately afterwards, his whole body seemed to melt like a candle, shrinking in an instant, and finally turned into a pool of greasy, yellow-brown human skin, which fell quietly to the ground.
"It's the magic method of painting skin!"
Someone recognized this weird spell, and they couldn't help showing a look of horror on their faces.
It is said that as long as this spell can find a suitable carrier, it can put a trace of its own **** on it, and it can have about 30% of the strength of the main body.
But practicing this method also has a huge drawback, that is, you also have to melt your own flesh and bones, reducing it to a piece of human skin, completely turning into a monster that is neither human nor ghost.
Besides, monks who practice this evil method need a large number of living human skins as sacrifices every day.
In secular terms, it means changing clothes.
It's just that normal people trade for clothes, but those who practice painting skin Dafa trade for living human skin.
"Jie Jie Jie...
Nangong Xiaoer, now this is just a warning from me to Qianyangzong. Guess, if you still dare to continue, who will be my next human skin? "
Suddenly a cold and strange voice came from the air.
With endless viciousness and gloom.
Everyone's faces could not help showing deep horror.
Including those present in the Zifu.
Obviously, everyone of them knew that Xie Feiyang, the phantom demon, was the weirdest and most troublesome one among the many Jindan demon cultivators.
His painting skin technique has reached a very high level, even if several Jindan real people join forces, they may not be sure that they can really win him.
What's more, his real body is always hidden behind the unknown.
What appears in front of everyone is often just his painted skin.
"you wanna die!"
The spear in Nangong Baizhan's hand suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light.
With a bang, the yellow-brown human skin that fell on the ground was instantly reduced to dust.
Immediately afterwards, he disappeared in place.
After a long time, everyone looked up in astonishment.
In the sky at an unknown height, suddenly a mushroom cloud of light burst open.
Like a shock wave, it instantly swept through the void tens of thousands of miles away.
It wasn't until after a stick of incense that Nangong Baizhan returned to the crowd holding the magic weapon spear.
It's just that everyone noticed at this time that there is a big hole running through Nangong Baizhan's chest.
The flesh and blood inside was wriggling, slowly pushing out traces of black air with howling screams.
Almost another few hours later.
Nangong Baizhan's chest returned to normal.
He glanced around the crowd with cold eyes, and then said coldly:
"Everyone, continue to follow me to wipe out the demons.
But if you find something, shoot or kill! "
"yes!"
Everyone's heart trembled.
Not daring to be negligent, they immediately bowed to accept orders.
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(end of this chapter)