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Chapter 190: The Netherman

The night is getting darker, it is a rainy night, there are no stars or moon, and the wilderness is dark.

In the woods, two rays of light lit up, and a figure flashed from behind several big trees, his faint eyes focused on the white figure in the distance.

Suddenly, the dim light dimmed, and the green pupils met the young man who suddenly turned around. The terrifying aura instantly passed through the rain curtain and came from a long distance away, causing the dim light in his pupils to flicker.

The next moment, muddy water splashed and white hair fluttered. Qin Yang kicked the ground violently and turned into a white shadow, leaving obvious traces in the heavy rain and rushing towards him.

The rain fell on him and instantly burst into water. He was like a white dragon walking through the rain.

"Boom!"

Amidst the roar of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, the trees collapsed. Qin Yang came with the force of uprooting the mountains and knocking down the trees. With a palm, the hot blood and blood instantly evaporated the rainwater hitting his body.

"Roar!"

The figure let out a weird roar. Under the black cloak, there were arms covered with black hair, and the black nails on the five fingers had a vicious luster, tracing towards Qin Yang's palm.

However, just by being close to Qin Yang's body, the masculine energy and blood caused the black-haired arm to burn. The moment the palm was covered, the strong pressure made this weird man's eyes burst.

"Bang!"

The palm of his hand twisted the man's head down with an almost crushing force, and the force of his palm was transmitted to the body through the air, and the wound on the neck was pressed out into a ball of black blood.

"Tsk, that's disgusting!"

Qin Yang was very disgusted and used "Water Pass" to lure the black blood away. At the same time, he used his true energy to capture the head from the air, and then gathered a ball of rainwater to frantically scrub his hands.

Although dirt and filth will be automatically shaken away the moment it touches the palm of his hand, Qin Yang still subconsciously wants to wash more so that he can feel like the filth has been completely washed away.

After washing it repeatedly for three times, Qin Yang used his strength to flick away the water droplets on his hands, and used his true energy to hold the head in the air to check the reality of this immortal person.

"There is no life, and there is no life. Can this state, which is more lifeless than a stone, hide it from my perception?" Qin Yang said to himself.

Qin Yang's perceptual ability has reached the level of "the cicada can sense it before the golden wind moves". He can already feel the enemy's murderous intention before it is expressed externally, and he can have a premonition of certain dangers in advance.

Basically, as long as a thoughtful living person comes within one mile of Qin Yang, he will sense it. And his hearing range is even wider, and it can be clearly seen within three miles.

Because of this, although this strange thing without life and death eluded Qin Yang's perception, it was still caught by his ears.

Even under heavy rain, Qin Yang could still hear the noise caused by his clumsy movement.

"But how can something like this, which is not even considered a living person, rely on to gather information?"

There is no doubt that this is a tool for gathering information. It has no breath, not even thoughts, so that Qin Yang's extraordinary induction cannot work. If it shrinks into a corner, it will be a dead thing, as long as you don't see it with your own eyes.

If you arrive, you won't sense the existence of this thing.

For such a dead thing, the eyes have long since lost their activity and are just decorations.

"Huh? Wait, eyes that have lost their activity don't emit ghostly light."

Qin Yang endured his nausea and moved closer to the head, eyes wide open, and explored the two dark holes in the head in the dark night.

Due to the pressure of Qin Yang's palm, this dead thing that was quite fragile to him directly exploded two eyeballs. But for a dead thing that has lost its activity, will the blood vessels still transmit pressure to make the eyeballs explode?

Qin Yang doesn't think so.

However, Qin Yang found two very slender insects lying in the eye holes. Judging from their condition, they should be dead.

In this way, the situation makes sense. It was these two insects that were suppressed by Qin Yang's momentum before, and it was also these two insects that were suppressed by the strong wind and even had their eyeballs exploded.

This dead thing has no activity or life in it. It is just a human puppet. It is the two only living things that really record the information - insects.

"To be precise," Qin Yang said to himself speculatively, "it should be a Gu insect."

No matter how magical ordinary bugs are, they cannot record or transmit information. The only ones that can have this function are artificially refined Gu bugs.

So the question is, why do Gu insects appear in Jiangnan Road? Qin Yang remembers that the art of refining Gu is mainly popular in Xishu Road, and the Five Poison Sect of the Miao people in the mountains and forests of Xishu is one of the leaders.

"It's better to take it and ask the string master and Siming."

Qin Yang used "water passing" to attract rainwater to wrap his head, and then used ice energy to freeze it, and disappeared into the night rain with his head.

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In the dark underground palace, a middle-aged man with a high official rank closed his eyes and meditated, with one hand on his eyebrows and murmuring something.

When Qin Yang took off the monster's head with one palm, the man frowned, put down the fingers on his eyebrows, and slowly opened his eyes, "The blind leech has been eliminated."

"Discovered by whom?"

A strange and rich double sound resounded in the underground palace. The middle-aged man turned to face the source of the sound, bowed his head slightly, and said respectfully: "To the Underworld Emperor, the corpse inhabited by the blind leech was discovered by him when he was following Qin Yang.

Killed by him."

The man he called "The Emperor of the Underworld" was immersed in the shadow of the underground palace. He could only see tree roots stretching across the shadows, and the huge tree trunk supported the canopy that could not see the top, but the figure of the Emperor of the Underworld was nowhere to be seen.

"Qin Yang, that nephew of Lin Tiange?" Emperor Ming asked.

"Yes, it is this person," the middle-aged man lowered his head and said, "This person can be said to be a genius. After Lin Daoyou's death, his potential seemed to be stimulated, and he soared into the sky. In less than two years,

He has reached the state of refining the gods and returning to the void. And his scheming city and city are the best choices, no less than an old ghost. This person's future will be very important."

"Really? It seems that I have slept for a long time, and I never thought that such a genius would appear."

Emperor Hades spoke in a lazy tone as if he was just waking up from a big dream, and the tree roots lying across the shadows squirmed, as if they were stretching.

"The time Emperor Hades has been sleeping is getting shorter and shorter. This time he has only been asleep for eleven months. I would like to congratulate Emperor Hades. The time when Emperor Hades will fully control his power is not far away." The middle-aged man congratulated.

"Ten years is like a dream, and a dream has lasted ten years. Ten years have passed. I have spent most of the past ten years in a deep sleep. Now that I have finally succeeded, I am very sad. I would not be able to achieve what I am today.

My plans back then were in vain."

Emperor Ming sighed and called: "Yu Lei."

"My subordinate is here." Yu Lei, the leader of Gao Guanbo, said respectfully.

"My slumber has entered its final stage. Get everything ready and don't let me down." Emperor Hades said.
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