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  What happened to Wei Ziming has gone beyond Luo Qing's understanding, but one thing is certain, it's not a good thing. Faced with this scene in front of him, Luo Qing was at a loss and didn't know how to help Wei Ziming.

  At this time, Wei Ziming's injuries had mostly recovered, but at the same time, he also noticed a significant change in his body.

  The most intuitive feeling is that there seems to be an overwhelmingly powerful force brewing within one's own body, and it is slowly awakening.

  It gave Wei Ziming a very oppressive and heavy feeling, as if there was a big mountain pressing on his body, making him unable to breathe, and even unable to speak.

  At this moment, he has lost control of his body and can't even move a finger. The only thing that can move is his own thoughts.

  His body seemed to have been stripped of its autonomy, giving him a strange and eerie feeling that left Wei Ziming shocked and terrified, his heart racing with fear evident in the whites of his eyes.

  Luo Qing, who was opposite Wei Ziming, also saw the expression that flashed in Wei Ziming's eyes, but he too did not say a word from start to finish.

  "Zi Ming?" It seemed like he had guessed something, and Luo Qing also looked at the front with a shocked expression, and opened his mouth to say.

  "Zi Ming?" Suddenly, a hoarse voice echoed in the cave, with a tone that seemed to carry thick doubt and some unclear feelings.

  "Who?" Luo Qing's pupils contracted again, and a guarded expression appeared on his face.

  In this cave, except for him and Wei Ziming, there was no one else. The sudden voice seemed particularly strange, also carrying a sense of heavy years.

  The hoarse voice did not immediately respond to Luo Qing, but Luo Qing's eyes were tightly fixed on Wei Ziming, or rather, on the blood-colored pattern on Wei Ziming's body, because the sound just now came from Wei Ziming's body.

  "How long has it been?" The old voice sounded again, still with a strong sense of doubt in his tone, as if he was asking himself.

  At this moment, Luo Qing also felt an extremely powerful force awakening in Wei Ziming's body. The aura emitted by this force alone gave Luo Qing a feeling of facing a stormy sea, and he seemed to be a small boat on the endless ocean, with the possibility of being overwhelmed at any time.

  Lu Qing's face suddenly turned pale, his body involuntarily trembling slightly, as if facing a primordial giant beast.

  In Luo Qing's terrified eyes, the old man made of blood vessels, the eyes filled with blood vessels slowly opened, revealing a confused and eerie expression.

  Weizi Ming was still closing his eyes because of the operation to heal his injuries just now, so he said that the only one who opened his eyes was this old man with a strange appearance.

  An old man made only of blood vessels, yet at this moment, it seemed as if a soul had been infused into him, a soul that was attached to Weizi Ming's body and overlapped with his, making the scene incredibly eerie.

  After a few gasps, the old man on the blood chart woke up a little, his eyes full of bloodshot, and the chaotic color gradually faded.

  "It's hard to become a saint!" The old man suddenly sighed and said a sentence of sentimental words.

  The old man on the blood map suddenly woke up, and in a moment of consciousness, he realized that he was attached to Weizi Ming's body, so he frowned suddenly.

  "What's going on? How did I end up attached to his body?" The old voice came from the blood chart, asking Wei Ziming directly.

  At the same time, a substantial murderous aura emanated from the blood map and spread out, causing the temperature in the cave to drop by several degrees.

  At this moment, Wei Ziming suddenly found that he could control his body again and speak. Such a strange scene made him feel uneasy in his heart, but he knew that what he needed most at this moment was calmness.

  Pushing down the fear in his heart, Wei Ziming vaguely had a few guesses. Perhaps this old man had some kind of relationship with that top-notch expert from the Blood Massacre Temple. Perhaps this was the handwriting of that top-notch expert, and also the true purpose of Xiao Ge.

  In this case, Wei Ziming didn't know how to face it either, but he felt the murderous aura surrounding him like a substance, as if his body was about to split open and give birth. Perhaps this old man thought that he was the person Blood Massacre Temple had sent specifically for him, which is why he hadn't made a move.

  However, Wei Ziming also had no choice but to grit his teeth and say "Senior!"

  "Why must 'Lian Du Zhu' think of the master?" In an instant, like a substantial killing intent turning into a cold blade, Wei Ziming's skin burst out with countless blood marks, and the bright red blood instantly dyed him into a bloody man.

  Feeling the intense pain on his body, Wei Ziming's scalp suddenly went numb. The old man in the blood diagram was going to kill him, and being pinched by an ant made no difference. Even if he used the last resort of the inherited secret technique 'Darkness', the result would still be the same.

  Wei Ziming really didn't know how to face this old man, although he had a few guesses, but he didn't dare to make any rash moves. If he showed even the slightest weakness, it would probably be his time of death.

  In a flash of insight, Wei Ziming's mind stirred, and he saw a burst of light. The Corpse of the Sun was released from his spatial ring.

  In the flash of his mind, Wei Ziming could clearly feel that he was able to control this Corpse Yang, but he couldn't solve the problem he was currently facing.

  The only effect of this corpse is to shift the attention of the elder in the blood chart, in exchange for time, allowing him to obtain more information, so as to impersonate the person of the Blood Chart Palace.

  "It's not someone from the Blood Massacre Hall, nor is it someone from my lineage." Seeing Wei Ziming avoid answering the question twice in a row, the elder in the blood chart didn't reveal any expression, but spoke decisively.

  Wei Ziming's heart skipped a beat as he heard the words, a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his skull, his whole body felt cool, and his hair stood on end.

  "It's also fortunate that you don't know the details, otherwise it would have been ruined. I am the foundation of the Dao of Corpse and Sainthood," continued the old man in the blood chart.

  "A stranger has discovered my secret, I naturally cannot stay" The old voice was cold and icy as it came from the blood map.

  Wei Ziming was shocked upon hearing this, but he had no way to face it.

  Only to see Wei Ziming's body surface red light suddenly greatly increased, the next moment hazy red light, suddenly contracted into his body, invaded by strange power, he once again felt the breath of death.

  Wei Ziming first felt the breath of death before he came to this world, and now he feels a familiar yet strange breath of death again, he knows that this time he cannot escape.

  At the moment when his soul was about to be extinguished, Wei Ziming's old sea was a blank, with only Mo Rou's shadow floating in it, and the idea of restoring Dan Tian for Wei Zi Wu. Suddenly, a sense of unwillingness surged up.

  Wei Ziming's soul was howling, however! He could only let out a pale and weak howl, the breath of death came like a raging wave, surging forth.

  Wei Ziming's eyes suddenly dimmed, and a faint grayish hue gradually emerged.

  For the old man in the blood chart, Wei Ziming was really too small, like an ant, so he didn't feel surprised at all about this result.

  However! The old man in the blood chart did not know that at the time of Wei Ziming's soul disappearance, the mysterious statue that had been existing in his dantian suddenly shook, and then a flash of Xuanhua light suddenly appeared, turning into a white flame.

  The pale white flame is very gentle, giving people a simple feeling.

  Flames spread along Weizi Ming's skeletal meridians, filling his body with a vast and eerie power. When it encountered the mysterious white flames, it was like ice and snow melting away, instantly dissolving.

  The old man in the blood map felt a strong sense of crisis and realized the strangeness in Wei Ziming's body at the moment when the mysterious white flame appeared.

  "Ah...!" The old man in the blood-soaked picture revealed an extremely terrified expression.

  However, this sinister old man could only let out a strong cry of unwillingness.

  The next moment, Wei Ziming's body was already wrapped in a mysterious white flame, and the blood threads on his body also disappeared instantly.

  Wei Ziming's eyes also gradually regained their luster at this moment.

  The dark blue flame had some kind of inconceivable ability, and it actually spread along the connection between Wei Ziming and Jie Yang's corpse, directly burning from Jie Yang's body.

  After Wei Ziming regained consciousness, the mysterious white flames on his body had disappeared, and all that was left was the corpse of Jie Yang wrapped in the mysterious white flames.

  In an instant, the dark white flames also disappeared, and the cyan-faced, fierce-toothed corpse's cyan scales skin faintly revealed a hint of dark white color.

  Nor did he know what kind of change had occurred after the corpse was burned by the mysterious white flames.

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