When the head falls to the ground, there is a separation between Yin and Yang!

Du Hui was shocked when he looked at the dead head. His hands and feet were cold, and he collapsed to the ground. There was still a smell of urine under his crotch.

He couldn't understand. It was clear that Ning Tao was going to die just now. What tricks, hidden weapons, and the ghost-faced scholar all rushed over. It was obvious that Ning Tao was bound to die, but the result surprised him.

"Plop!"

The headless corpse fell to his knees on the ground, blood spurting out.

Ning Tao looked at this scene with some lingering fear and his face turned pale. He did not expect that the moves were soul moves, nor did he expect that the ghost-faced scholar's soul was so powerful and unexpected.

According to common sense, if you have not entered the divine realm and have not transformed into a divine soul, you basically cannot use the soul power, because at this time it is like a plate of loose sand, and monks cannot mobilize it, let alone attack it!

But there are always exceptions to everything, and Ning Tao is a living example. Because he has the Eye of the Zhulong, his soul is always strong, and the Nine Transformations of the Zhulong also nourish his soul at all times.

With these, he is as powerful as he is now!

I thought he was unique, but I didn't expect to meet one today, and I almost missed him. If he hadn't had a strong soul and woke up early, I'm afraid the head on the ground would have been mine.

The ghost-faced scholar must have thought the same way. He actually met a unique genius. He thought he could easily get it, but he was easily killed due to his carelessness. It was a tragedy that he died unwillingly.

If not, with his fifth-level infant refining strength, it's not certain who will win and who will lose. At worst, if you can't beat him, you can still run away!

How sad...!

Ning Tao exhaled a deep breath, and suddenly frowned again, because he found that the head of the ghost-faced scholar still looked like his "Ning Tao", and his two copper bell-like eyes widened.

"Eye of the Candle Dragon, destroy the illusion!"

With a low groan, his eyes burst out with golden light, trying to see the true nature of the head, but in the next second, his expression suddenly changed.

Why?

Because he found that there were no flaws, there was no such thing as a cover-up, the face was just this face.

Unbelievable, beyond his expectation!

As if Ning Tao was hit hard, he took several steps back and subconsciously touched his face. It was impossible, he was Ning Tao!

Du Hui saw that he was not in a good mood, and immediately huddled in the corner, trembling. As for the idea of ​​​​escape, his hands and feet were paralyzed...

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Ning Tao's mind. He remembered what the ghost-faced scholar once said about the secret code. Could it be that one?

I saw him quickly searching his body, and finally found something strange on his chest, a bulging thing...

When I took it out, I saw that it was carefully wrapped in oilcloth. When I peeled back the layers of oilcloth, three ancient books were revealed. The further down I went, the more ancient and yellowed they became.

Next to the books, there is an exquisite small jade bottle.

The first thing that caught his eye was a booklet without a name. When he opened it, he found that it was filled with dense and dense insights. Ning Tao read it for a while and almost had a simple understanding.

Basically, they are all expounding on the experiences and experiences of a book called "The Secret Book of Thousand Illusions", and they were written by different people. They should have gone through many generations, and there are many bad things in the past and things to pay attention to.

He didn't understand it because he was a layman.

After opening the second ancient book, Ning Tao finally became interested, because what he saw was a powerful secret book.

"Three Styles of Burning Flame!"

"These include Burning Flame Finger, Burning Flame Palm, and Burning Flame Sky Fury!"

This is the signature secret skill of Fenyan Valley, which is comparable to Taoism. It is also something that all elite disciples must learn. It is famous throughout the Kunlun world.

Ning Tao had heard about it before, but he had always been famous and never met him. He didn't expect that it would be in front of him now.

He himself has a body of pure yang and has fire attributes. This kind of unique skill is quite suitable for him. Out of curiosity, he couldn't help but read it. The magical powers and methods recorded in it were really eye-opening until... the last page!

What is recorded on this page is not magical power, but... flame embers!

It records his living habits, personality, hobbies, daily interactions, and connections. It basically depicts most of his life. This should be an investigation done by the ghost-faced scholar.

If you want to disguise a person, you must first understand his every move, connections, and habits, otherwise you may be exposed at any time.

It seems that it is not unreasonable for this ghost-faced scholar to do many evil things, rape, humiliate and plunder, but get away with it. If he can analyze a stranger to such an extent, apart from pretending, that person probably belongs to him.

It’s amazing, it’s really admirable!

Just as he was closing the ancient book, a piece of paper suddenly fell out from a certain page. It turned out to be a piece of modern clean white paper.

"Eh!"

Ning Tao exclaimed, a little surprised, it was like you found a mobile phone among ancient relics, it didn't fit the atmosphere.

Abrupt, very weird!

Du Hui in the corner also widened his eyes with fear and surprise. How could there be an A4 paper in those rotten books?

In surprise, Ning Tao picked it up. There were a few lines of words scrawled on it in a hurry, and the words were trembling between each stroke!

"Hiss~!"

After reading only one line, Ning Tao's eyes widened. He fell into a daze, his eyes were blank and confused, and some ancient memories passed down in his mind were gradually... touched!

When Du Hui saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment. He didn't know what was happening, but he knew that he should run away. Should he run outside and call for bodyguards, or grab a pistol... and kill Ning Tao in order to avoid the consequences.

These two choices seemed simple, but for Du Hui, they were no less than a breakthrough. Now he was so scared that he didn't dare to move.

Ten minutes passed, and Ning Tao remained motionless. This buffered Du Hui's fear, and he boldly chose the second idea in his mind, to kill Ning Tao, kill him...

After struggling for a long time, he finally crawled towards the clothes. He only needed to climb ten steps to grab the pistol, but every step was like walking on thin ice, like walking on a tightrope, and he was trembling with fear!!

Three steps, five steps, eight...nine steps!!

There was just one last step left. He only had to reach out to reach his pocket, and he only needed one shot. One shot would definitely kill Ning Tao.

He stretched out his hand and already touched his pocket.

Du Hui was overjoyed and grabbed the pistol. The friction of the metal made him feel more at ease, and he was about to avoid future troubles.

But when he looked up, he saw a pair of deep eyes and a cold and ruthless face, and a chill came from the bottom of his heart.

"Ah... no... don't kill me, no, my father is Du Fangyuan, and behind me is the Emei sect, you can't kill me..." Du Hui threw away his pistol in shock, and hid in the corner tremblingly.

However, Ning Tao just glanced at him faintly, and then put his mind on the A4 paper, but his fingers were trembling.

The paper records what the ghost-faced scholar heard. No, it should be said that he overheard the elders’ secret conversations and recorded the shocking secrets!
Chapter completed!