Ding Yi looked at the middle-aged man who was lying on the ground and could only stare at him angrily with wide eyes. Then he laughed strangely, grabbed the man and disappeared with a leap. Not long after, Ding Yi carried the man to the area where Wang Lin and others were stationed. Seeing Ding Yi coming back with someone in his arms, Wang Lin walked out of his hiding place and said in surprise: "Elephant Lord! What is this?" "Don't worry, prepare a bowl of water for me." Ding Yi gave Wang Lin instructions, then stood there and waited. At this moment, Ding Yi has perfected the five hard skills. Not only has his physical strength reached a terrifying level, but his strength has also increased a lot. Carrying this 100-pound man is as stress-free as a little chicken. After a while, Wang Lin came over with a bowl of water and handed it to Ding Yi. Although he didn't know what Ding Yi was going to do, Wang Lin knew very well what he should and shouldn't ask as a subordinate. Although he was a little confused at the moment, his expression remained as usual and he didn't show anything.
Ding Yi took the bowl, said to Wang Lin and continued to guard here, then jumped again with the figure in his hand, and disappeared into the jungle after a while. After a while, Ding Yi took the middle-aged man to the depths of the jungle. He threw the man to the ground, then flicked his finger, and the sharp force instantly cut the man's arm, and a large spray of blood spurted out. The severe pain made the man's eyes widen, but Ding Yi calmly bent down, dipped in the blood flowing from the man's body, and began to write on the bowl. Since this man couldn't stop one of his moves, Ding Yi estimated that his strength was at the Xuanji level at most, so he immediately positioned the entry as: "Veritaserum, Xuanji level or Zang refining level for one minute." After finishing writing, Ding Yi turned his back just to be safe. After a while, he turned around again and poured water from the bowl into the man's mouth. Watching the man's eyes gradually become absent-minded, Ding Yi replaced the man's chin and squatted there to wait quietly. After a few breaths, Ding Yi calculated that the time was almost up and began to ask: "Who are you? Worshiping God?" "I am a Taoist priest of the Flesh and Flesh Concept." When Ding Yi heard this, he raised his brows slightly, and secretly thought that this is really a narrow road for enemies. After going round and round, he unexpectedly encountered the worshiper of the flesh and blood temple again. No wonder the three figures who looked at them leaving the woods just now looked so familiar, and their relationship was that of old acquaintances. "What are you doing here?" Ding Yi continued to ask. "When we arrest people here to refine evil spirits, we usually arrest some slaves from the official ranks who are underground, so that they are less likely to attract attention." The man's eyes turned completely white and he answered mechanically. "Aren't you afraid that people from Yin Yang Palace will find out?" "Afraid, but Master said that the situation in the temple is not optimistic, and we must take risks. Besides, the lives of these slaves we captured are not worth anything, and no one will investigate them in a big way." The man's words made Ding Yi frown, and then he realized what he had always found strange.
Yes, there are millions of residents in Baihe City, and there are countless people who die in the city every day, let alone those on official roads three hundred miles away? But the strangest thing is this. It seems that not long after the flesh-and-blood observer took action, the Supervision Department in Baihe City received the news. This was too fast. Thinking of this, Ding Yi quickly asked: "How do you determine the information about passing pedestrians? Is it purely based on visual observation?" "We have an informant in White River City." Informant? Why are you still playing Infernal Affairs? Ding Yi was stunned when he heard this and couldn't help but ask: "Who is the informant?" This time, the man fell into silence, but after a pause he said: "I don't know, the informant is not our flesh and blood person." "Um?" Ding Yi was shocked, and he had a vague feeling of catching the truth, but there were many clues, but he couldn't connect them. Time was running out, so Ding Yi did not continue to think about it, but asked: "How do you enter your stronghold here? Who are the people in the stronghold and what realms are they in?" "Find the right path, walk to the door, and rush in to enter. There are three elders in the hall and their disciples. The elders are all Xuanji Consummation, but the others are not sure." When the man said this, the white in his eyes began to fade. It seemed that the time was coming. Ding Yi thought about it again, and after confirming that there were no omissions, he suddenly pinched the man's neck, twisted it slightly, and suddenly a crisp click sounded. [You killed the demon of flesh and blood, your life span is +14 years and 13 days] Looking at the prompts in front of him, Ding Yi estimated that this guy was on the same level as Qingyunzi. This time, he might have put on makeup to go out on business. And from the man's mouth, he learned that among the flesh and blood Taoist priests stationed in this camp, the strongest were only three elders, but they were all Xuanji Consummation, not even in the Divine Palace realm, which was somewhat beyond Ding Yi's expectation. "Why is this flesh and blood concept so stretched? The elders are all from the Xuanji realm." Ding Yi shook his head, then stood up and took out the zombie water from his arms. What Ding Yi didn't know was that when the Flesh and Blood Concept was at its peak, there were quite a few people in the Divine Palace realm, and even dozens of people who had perfected the Divine Palace. Unfortunately, they all fell in the Hundred Palaces War, so that the current Flesh and Blood Concept has completely declined. He could only hide in Tibet and rely on robbing servants to refine evil spirits. "Pfft." As the corpse-dissolving water dripped, the corpse under his feet suddenly turned into blood and penetrated into the soil. After a few breaths, it completely disappeared. Ding Yi checked the traces around him again, wiped the blood on the bowl and smashed it to pieces, then left the place in a flash. On the other side, Wang Lin and others were nervously ambushing outside the jungle, waiting for Ding Yi's signal. But unexpectedly, a figure suddenly came from a distance, and stood in the area surrounded by everyone in a trance.
Everyone looked and saw that it was Ding Yi who had returned! "Lord of the Elephant!" Wang Lin saw Ding Yi coming back, and immediately walked forward and said with a fist. "Get ready, and attack." Ding Yi said slowly. "Ah? Lord of the Elephant, this may be the base camp of the foreign evil, should we..." Before Wang Lin finished speaking, he was slapped away by Ding Yi, and his figure flew two or three meters away and fell heavily to the ground. "Since you have served me well along the way, Captain Wang, I will give you a chance." Ding Yi looked at Wang Lin who had climbed up, and his mouth showed an exaggerated smile: "If you question my decision again, it will not be so simple next time." "Yes, yes, yes! I understand!" Wang Lin was frightened by Ding Yi's appearance, and he lowered his head and agreed repeatedly, not daring to resist at all. "Everyone, come here. If you can kill the foreign evil today, everyone will be rewarded!!" Ding Yi then looked around and roared. As soon as Ding Yi finished speaking, the ambushing people all ran over in a hurry, surrounded Ding Yi and waited for his orders, not daring to have any doubts at all. Seeing this, Ding Yi nodded with satisfaction, explained the tactics to everyone, and then let the scout lead the way, leading everyone to the depths of the jungle behind. This person is like this. Once you treat him a little bit better and a little more gently, he will think you are weak and can be bullied! Only tough means plus huge benefits can make people loyal and become your true slaves! !