It was foggy outside, and even the scenery was blurry, let alone the road.

I only vaguely knew that there should be a large bamboo forest outside, because the bamboos were looming in the mist, and I couldn't see the rest clearly.

"Why is the fog so thick?" I couldn't help but complain in a low voice. This world was completely different from the world in the compound, where there wasn't even a trace of fog.

However, it didn't matter. I recognized a direction casually and ran towards that direction without thinking.

The key to the plan is not what I am doing here at all. As long as I run crazy all the way, in such a thick fog, even someone on the other side has to run about two meters away to see me.

Therefore, I saw almost 7 or 8 men in black wearing bamboo hats along the way, and almost all of them required close combat before I could run over.

When they see me, they almost subconsciously stretch out their hands to pull me. The advantage is that the fog here is thick, so they can't find me at the first time. They have to be very close. Moreover, their reaction is like

It's really slow, as if you have to look at one thing and you won't know what you want to do until two or three seconds later.

So, I usually met these men in black who occasionally came out to block the road, and they almost always ran through me very violently. At this time, they almost didn't have time to catch me.

After running in the fog for about five minutes, I felt waves of pain coming from my body. Even if I adopted this "rough" method to avoid the fate of being caught, I still had to admit that these black clothes

People have a 'scary' side.

For example, hitting them is like hitting a cold piece of iron, and their strength is really incredible.

Their presence reminds me of a hidden branch of Taoism's Shanzi lineage - Corpse Refining Taoists, a technique that has almost ceased to be inherited - the Corpse Refining Technique.

Because these men in black are not zombies at all, let alone the heaven-defying 'living corpses' mentioned in the story of Mr. Liu in the story. Their behavior is more like a refined corpse.

If my guess is true, it means that even though the fog here is not 'living' and does not wet people's clothes like the morning fog in the ordinary world outside, this idea still makes my clothes damp.

Huhu, it was wet from the cold sweat on his body.

You must know that zombies still have instincts to some extent. The more advanced they are, the more intelligent they are. Even if they are more powerful than zombies, they still have weaknesses to find. When you can't beat them, you can still find them for yourself by scaring, startling, or bluffing.

Got a chance to escape.

However, these zombies have no weaknesses at all, and the only way is to destroy them.

One of them is okay, but if so many of them are all refined corpses, the more I think about it, the more anxious I feel. This is something Lin Xiaohua didn’t tell me at all. In her mouth, these men in black are all

She downplays the wood, she simply

Lin Xiaohua is such a woman. I couldn't help but wailed in a low voice. Maybe I can understand her. All she wants is that the people she follows don't follow death. As long as she successfully prevents something, that's all.

Refining corpses is really insignificant to her.

This woman is too unique.

The thoughts in my mind were in a mess, but I didn’t dare to stop at all. Maybe it was because I was thinking too much. It wasn’t until I was very close, about one meter away, that I realized there was another person standing in front of me.

Man in black.

The difference is that this man in black has a purple snake embroidered on his chest, which is so dazzling that it is shocking to the eyes.

But at such a close distance, apart from the instinctive feeling, I had no time to have any thoughts in my heart, let alone stop. I could only grit my teeth and choose to rush over.

But this man in black was not like those men in black at all. His reaction speed was very slow. The moment he appeared, he stretched out a hand and grabbed my skirt. I instinctively twisted my body.

He then tilted his body.

After all, I wanted to be faster. The moment I lost my body, he grabbed the corner of my clothes.

With a "swipe" sound, a corner of this very expensive Hanfu was ripped off by the man in black, but his strength was so great that the moment he pulled off the corner of my clothes, I couldn't bear to wear it.

Uncontrollably following his strength, she staggered backwards.

Fortunately, I didn't fall down, otherwise there would be no chance of a comeback.

But the man in black didn't pause at all. He threw away the corner of his clothes and grabbed me again very quickly.

I staggered because of my body. There was no possibility of avoiding this time. The next moment, I felt a hand like a pair of iron pliers grabbing the skirt of my chest and pulling me towards a certain place.

Going in a direction I don't know.

It's a completely irresistible force. Is this purple snake man in black a more advanced corpse refiner? I sighed softly, I couldn't afford to lose, and there was no room to lose in this action.

Before, I didn't want to take action, I just wanted to preserve my power wholeheartedly, but now it seems that it's no longer possible. Thinking like this, I couldn't help but sigh again. One of the secret techniques passed down to me by my master is aimed at the body.

Yes, although the most important thing among Taoists is great power, this so-called great power refers to the combination of soul power, mental power, and qi power (the power generated by practicing qi itself).

When the master was teaching the Dharma, I once thought about why he wanted to teach a secret method for the body, but at this time I couldn't help but feel that the master was a 'god man'.

So, I let the purple snake man in black drag me away. At the same time, I began to silently recite the spell in my mouth, and the breath in my body began to rush towards the back of my head in a specific way.

This is why I say the sword is biased. The back of the head is a very vulnerable position. If you hit the back of the head with a heavy object, you will basically die.

And if I hit the back of my head with my inner energy, I would be paralyzed if I wasn't careful. If it weren't for a special technique, I wouldn't dare to do it.

However, the reason why this technique can produce miraculous effects must also be to 'stimulate' the hindbrain. As we all know, the hindbrain is the 'action brain' in charge of people. Under certain stimulation, it can burst out with amazing power and then squeeze it like crazy.

The potential of the human body is squeezed out of people.

There have been many miracles in this world, such as the mother who lifted the car and the old man who was suddenly able to carry an oxygen tank. This is the principle.

I carefully followed the luck in a specific way and cooperated with the formula. From the outside, my eyes were completely blurred, and I was just being dragged away by the man in black. But this technique was completed very quickly, and as the breath moved around

After a dormant pause, it suddenly hit the back of my head, and my head suddenly started buzzing.

Next, as if I had drunk the most powerful stimulant in the world, amazing power burst out from my whole body. I stopped suddenly, followed the last step of the technique, and stamped my feet violently, and an even bigger wave came.

Power suddenly filled his whole body.

If it is just one's own potential, how can it be called the secret technique of Lao Li's lineage? The earth is the most thick and powerful, and naturally contains a force, just like the pulse of the earth, which can cause the most disastrous earthquakes!

If a person wants to harness the power of the earth, he must 'open' his own body, and the key is in the back of his head.

As I stomped my feet fiercely three times, the power suddenly filled my whole body and reached its limit in an instant. I stretched out my hand and grasped the hand of the man in black with the purple snake who was holding me forward.

"That's enough, it's time to stop." Stimulated by the sudden power, my mind became a little excited and I couldn't control it, and I became irritable. This is an irreversible side effect of this technique, as my master once explained.

However, how could the man in black let me go? His hands were still tightly grasping the skirt of my clothes, and he was trying to pull me away.

I looked at him with a sneer, then stood motionless, held his hand unconsciously with greater strength, and whispered: "I said enough, don't you understand?

"

Accompanying my voice is the heart-wrenching "squeaking" sound of bones rubbing against each other!

Even so, the man in black was willing to let go, but the power I exploded in an instant was beyond his control. Under my guidance, his hand slowly moved away from my body, and there was still a hand hanging on his palm.

Touching a piece of my clothes that he had just torn.

The tiny breaking sound gradually grew louder, and turned into a sound like a person gnawing bones.

If it were a living person, how could it be possible to bear the consequences of such a pulverized fracture? But the man in black seemed to have no feeling, roared, and grabbed me with another hand.

"Really." I sighed, and then pulled hard and hard.

With a 'click' sound, the man in black's arm was at a weird angle, and was twisted alive by me, and was carried behind his back.

Then, I rushed over and knocked his body away. When he staggered, I grabbed his collar, then lifted him up alive and threw him heavily on the ground.

on the ground.
Chapter completed!