Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 85 Real Human Skin
The old yellow-skinned man looked at Russell with a cold look in his eyes. A black mist rose from under his feet, like a rope, and instantly wrapped around Russell and his companions.

Russell snorted lightly, took a step forward, and his whole body of energy surged. Suddenly, his whole body was like a furnace, almost igniting the entire surrounding space.

When the black fog hit Russell's hot energy, it was like spring snow meeting the warm sun, making a hissing sound and melting rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Good boy, you have some skills!" The old yellow-skinned man grinned and shook his body. A thin piece of human skin was shaken off, and a huge yellow-skinned man swelled up, ten feet high. The demonic energy on his body rose into the sky with a bit of resentment.

Not only that, Russell clearly felt that there were countless movements in the mountains and forests, many of which carried a faint demonic aura.

"Xu Tongluo, leave this old guy to me, you just clean up the yellow-skinned guys around here." Russell said, and with a shake of his right hand, his entire arm suddenly swelled up, his arm muscles became knotted, veins bulged, and it quickly grew larger, becoming like the iron hoof of an ancient elephant.

He took a fierce step forward, crushing the rocks beneath his feet. His body shot out like a cannonball, and in an instant he was in front of the old yellow-skinned man. The hot energy burst out from his heart, flowing along the meridians to his right fist. When he punched out, there was a shocking movement.

Bang.

The old yellow-skinned man didn't even have time to react before he flew out like a ball. However, he didn't suffer any substantial damage. The moment he was injured, he turned back into black mist. Only two sinister laughs were heard before he appeared a hundred meters away.

The main battlefield shifted, and Xu Qian'an and the other two finally had time to look around. Sure enough, they found that there were hundreds of pairs of dark green eyes huddled in the grass and on the rocks, staring at them coldly.

"Ning Yan?" Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao were guarding Xu Qiyan. Xu Qiyan's current condition made them dare not leave his side easily.

"What are you looking at me for?" Xu Qian'an slowly drew out the black gold ancient sword he carried with him. He took a step forward, swung the sword, and directly cut off the head of a yellow-skinned man. He grinned and said, "Go ahead, what are you waiting for!?"

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao came to their senses, grinned like the night watchmen, and drew their swords to charge forward.

When three Qi Refining Realm warriors broke into a group of yellow-skinned weasels, whose highest level was only the ninth level, it was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep. Every time they raised their swords and chopped down their weasels, large groups of weasels exploded under the sword energy, blood splattered everywhere, and the screams of the yellow-skinned weasels resounded throughout the mountains.

"Bastard!" The old yellow-skinned man let out a sharp cry, opened his mouth in the air and spit out a ball of sharp and distorted sound waves, heading straight towards the bronze gong trio.

These are all his carefully selected rats and their descendants, and they are the hope for the future rise of his weasel clan.

"Old bastard, what are you thinking about!" Russell dodged to block the sound wave, stepped forward again, and with the four meridian gates opening and closing, his fist was already in front of the old yellow-skinned man.

"Hmph!" The old yellow-skinned man snorted coldly, blood and energy swirling in his hands, outlining a mysterious array pattern in the air. Then a powerful aura was born from his body, and at the same time, a wisp of black smoke floated above his head, vaguely revealing the vague figure of a wizard.

He is not only a fourth-rank demon cultivator, but also a fifth-rank wizard.

The fifth-grade wizard is called "Zhuji", who can summon the fighting spirit with which he has a karmic connection through rituals and possess himself.

The one he recruited this time was a fourth-rank wizard from the Wushen Sect.

The fourth-grade wizard is called the Dream Wizard. He has the ability to "enter dreams" and "construct dreams", walk in dreams, kill people invisibly, and specialize in attacking the soul.

Old Huangpi thought clearly that this fifth-grade kid was very strange. Although he had not comprehended the true meaning of martial arts, his boxing and kicking skills were far superior to those of ordinary fourth-grade warriors. If he fought with the other party in hand-to-hand combat, he would probably be exhausted to death. It would be better for him to use the wizard's methods to focus on attacking the other party's soul.

"Boy, prepare to die." The old yellow-skinned man grinned, and the vague wizard phantom above his head glowed red.

The scarlet curtain rushed straight to Russell's brow. For a moment, he could only feel his soul numb and vibrating. Countless cold and chilly air currents rushed into his brain, and his consciousness and vision became blurred at the same time.

Under the bright sunshine, the sky is full of rosy clouds, and under the clouds, there are bursts of golden light. A huge weasel is sitting in the sky with a golden crown on its head.

“Since you have seen the gods, why don’t you bow down to them?” The voice was like a huge bell, resounding in the center of Russell’s spiritual platform.

At this moment, Russell felt as if he was in the deep sea, with unspeakable terrifying pressure all around him.

The whole person seemed to be stuck in place as if by iron juice, unable to move.

Under this heavy pressure, a strange force attached itself to his soul, corroding his bones and making him feel as if he was being tortured to death or cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

No, this is an illusion!
With a soul comparable to that of a fourth-grade peak warrior, Russell recovered in an instant, and the pain in his soul disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, he regained control of his body and did not move rashly. This weasel who had studied in the Witch God Cult really had some skills.

"You..." Seeing that Russell was motionless under the illusion, the old yellow-skinned man thought that his attack was successful. He was about to mock him, but he saw the other party suddenly smile, and then his pupils shrank rapidly.

Russell shook his body, and with a crackling sound as his muscles and bones twisted, his body expanded rapidly, his muscles bulged, his veins popped out, and his whole body seemed to be inflated.

After all, he was an old demon who had been in the Witch God Cult for more than ten years. How could he not know that this guy was accumulating strength? He wanted to retreat in panic, but Russell would not give him this opportunity.

boom! !

In an instant, accompanied by a violent whistling sound, the huge body covered with horrific muscles twisted like tree roots slammed into the old yellow-skinned man with a huge impact force.

It's like a mountain of meat hitting an egg.

The old yellow-skinned man didn't even have the chance to react. His body shattered on the spot, leaving only a half-illusory and half-real soul on the broken body. His face was distorted, and he glared at Russell with resentment, then turned into green smoke and fled into the distance.

"What should we do now?" On the other side, Xu Qian'an and the other two, who had finished the killing, came to Russell. They were all crude warriors and lacked the means to target souls.

"It's okay. We can't do anything to him. There are people who can deal with him." Russell curled his lips as he looked at the direction where the old yellow-skinned man was moving away. Then he made a fist in the air in the direction of his remains, and a demon pill surrounded by black air and demonic energy was caught in his hand.

The demon pill of a monster is just like the golden pill of a Taoist monk, all of his cultivation is concentrated in it.

The fourth-grade cultivation level of this old yellow-skinned fellow was a great tonic for Russell.

He tilted his head back and swallowed it in one gulp. As the demon pill entered his stomach, the devouring power contained in his internal organs began to operate rapidly.

Although Slime Russell's devouring ability is not as outrageous as the King of Gluttony of Cute King, it is still an inherent skill that belongs to him.

After fusing with it, the Six Treasury Immortal Thief gained a special ability he had never had before - extraction.

In the process of devouring living beings or spiritual objects, he has a certain chance of obtaining the magical powers or bloodline of the devoured person. Although the probability is very low, it does exist.

Just like at this moment, the demon pill melted in his mouth, and a little spiritual light suddenly lit up in Russell's sea of ​​consciousness, and merged into Russell's blood at an extremely fast speed. Russell understood in his heart that this little spiritual light was the inherited magical power of the weasel clan, asking for a title!

So lucky?
While being surprised, Russell's expression also became strange.

Before you know it, he seems to have really turned into a human!
(End of this chapter)