my fate is a monster

Chapter 214 Can the Eight Realms also slip?
brush!
next moment.

The Soul-Destroying Banner that was originally nailed to the ground suddenly swelled up and quickly dropped a red light.

The murloc illuminated by the red light finally felt the weakness of his body, rolled his eyes, his throat was creaking, full of unwillingness and despair.

Lan Wuzhou walked over, shook his right hand again, and the fishing rope rolled up on its own, binding the fishman like a rice dumpling.

Then, Lan Wuzhou released a burst of true energy and slightly loosened the fishing rope that bound the fishman's throat.

"Cough...cough..." The fishman coughed violently.

Although he is a fishman, there are no fish gills growing on his waist, abdomen and neck.

This is because this race has come to the shore in ancient times for the purpose of cultivation.

The gills have degenerated.

Only the scale-like skin remains, which can highlight the appearance characteristics of his race.

"You... I am a demon clan, and my soul is different from that of humans. How can the Soul-Destroying Banner weaken the power of my soul?"

The murloc rolled his red eyes and hissed.

"Stinky fish, everything in the world and all practitioners have souls, and the Soul-Destroying Flag can frighten and paralyze their souls."

"I don't want to waste any more words with you. Hurry up and dictate the secrets of the Northern School's Turtle Breathing Technique. Our brothers promise to keep your body intact."

"If you don't follow... Hehe... Human flesh is actually not delicious, it's sour, and fish is an extremely delicious delicacy. We Zhou people, no matter north or south, all of us don't like fish."

"Especially for you, a stinky fish with an eighth-level cultivation, it can be said to be the best among fish meats!"

Lan Wuzhou smiled evilly and patted the fish man's scale-covered face with the silver spoon in his hand.

The secret book of the Northern School Turtle Breathing Technique has long been lost.

There is no written record.

But this fishman can use the Northern Turtle Breathing Technique, isn't that a living secret?

Another goal of Lan Wuzhou and Third Brother is to torture out the secret book of the Northern School's Turtle Breathing Technique from the fish population.

In order to confirm that the fish-man could use the Turtle Breathing Technique, the two did not hesitate to play a role-play with the fish-man.

"Hmph! Don't even think about it! Even if I die, I won't give you the Turtle Breathing Technique. If I die, I will die. What's the difference if I'm eaten by you or eaten by a dog?"

"I can't even say a word, but I'm not a fish-man!"

The murloc was extremely stubborn, even though he was imprisoned, he remained unmoved in the slightest.

When Lan Wuzhou heard this, he was not in a hurry. The spoon in his hand suddenly flashed out and cut off the fish man's right arm.

"I heard that the murloc's arms are the most delicate because of the relationship between cultivation and hard work, without the slightest bit of fat. White-cut and side-fired are the most delicious."

"Lao Wu, I bring all the tools with me, so I can give you a show!"

As he said that, Lan Wuzhou took out a series of kitchen utensils such as pots and pans from the storage ring, and placed them all in front of the murloc.

Then, he lit a fire, boiled water, and started to use the meat of the fishman's right arm to make a side stove.

After dipping it in the sauce, he ate it with gusto. While eating, he looked at the fish-man with a provocative expression.

The fishman watched with cold eyes from beginning to end.

It seems that what Lan Wuzhou eats is not his own meat, but pork or mutton.

"You are so stubborn!"

Lan Wuzhou quickly lost interest.

His lifelong pleasure lies in using terrifying means to intimidate opponents who fall into his hands.

The climax of Talan Wuzhou was when he saw his opponent being frightened to the point of peeing out of his wits by his method of eating him alive.

But the fish-man in front of him didn't give him this chance.

"I can't eat your brain, otherwise who will write the turtle breathing technique of the Northern School for me?"

Lan Wuzhou put down the chopsticks and sauce bowl in his hands, and suddenly turned back to look at the third brother.

hum!
This time.

A white mist suddenly rose from the coffin.

The third brother called out softly: "The first one is stuck, open two more and the entrance will appear!"

"Huh? What's going on? Isn't it done yet?"

The third brother stood up and glanced at Lan Wuzhou and the fish man, and then asked.

"I eat him, but he is not afraid, what should I do?" Lan Wuzhou shook his head, showing a trace of regret.

The third brother's face darkened slightly, and then he smiled again: "He is a tough guy, of course he won't cry out in pain if you eat him, and he will also laugh at you in his heart. He only knows these methods."

Lan Wuzhou pinched the third brother with his eyes and shouted: "What should we do? I can't do anything but eat."

The third brother looked at Lan Wuzhou and then at the murlocs, and suddenly said with evil intentions: "The gillless murlocs are almost the same as the human race. They also respect their teachers and love their families. Look, does he have any With bred roe, the taste of caviar is also good.”

After that, the third brother squatted back in the coffin and went about his own business.

"Caviar?" Lan Wuzhou was slightly taken aback, still pondering.

But the fishman's expression changed.

The reproduction method of the fish-men lineage is different from the human race's viviparous method, which is egg-laying.

The special thing about gillless fishmen is that they can carry fish roe with them for reproduction.

When these fish roes are not hatched, they have almost no life breath, just like gray pebbles.

This fish man's family had been destroyed six to seventy years ago.

The female fish-man who stayed with him all his life laid some fish eggs after making love with the fish-man before she died.

It can be regarded as the descendants of this fish man.

And after such a long time, due to the special characteristics of the race, this fish-man has already passed the reproduction period and cannot reproduce again.

So these roes have become his future dependence.

He once planned that when he found the life-protecting bones in the bone burial ground, he would find a place to practice cultivation and hatch fish eggs at the same time, so that his family population could grow again.

At this moment, I heard the third brother talking about caviar.

The fishman suddenly felt a sense of despair in his heart.

Qin Yu listened on the sidelines and felt a little novel.

After all, in the world where I lived in my previous life, there was no fish-human race at all.

"Hehe..." Soon, Lan Wuzhou came to his senses, pulled off the fish-man's storage ring, then used a silver spoon to cut out a piece of flesh from the fish-man's body, and dripped the essence and blood on the storage ring. On the material ring.

The storage ring flashed with light and then slowly opened.

Lan Wuzhou's soul power was activated, and he sneaked into the storage ring to explore the items inside.

The fishman who was watching all this turned pale and kept shaking his head: "Lan Wuzhou, you will receive retribution!"

Lan Wuzhou was still smiling, without a trace of anger, and quickly took out a transparent bottle from the storage ring.

The bottle is filled with gray stones.

It was indeed the fish eggs of the murlocs.

"It is said that caviar is an excellent delicacy in the Western world. I have never eaten it before. Why don't you teach me?"

"Forget it...it's the same with the side stove."

With that said, Lan Wuzhou poured the fish roe in the bottle into the boiling soup.

"Don't..." The next moment, the murloc finally couldn't bear the despair in his heart and shouted loudly, "You throw all the fish roe into the dark river and let them fend for themselves. !”

Lan Wuzhou suddenly stopped what he was doing, looked down at the fish man and said, "Seriously?"

The fishman's face turned pale and he said: "We fishmen always practice what we say. After dictating the secret book, you can kill me. After the fish roes are released, even if they hatch on their own, they will not have any memory of me and no one will know. It was you who obtained the Northern Turtle Breathing Technique."

"Well... you are telling the truth."

At that moment, Lan Wuzhou poured out a fish egg and threw it into the underground river, and then looked at the fish man with burning eyes, "Just tell it, the more you tell it, the more fish eggs I will release, and everything will be fine." Depending on your thoughts."

The fishman had no choice but to talk about the secret book of the Northern School's Turtle Breathing Technique.Whether it's a fish man, Lan Wuzhou or Third Brother.

In fact, they are all powerful in the world.

The fishman originally wanted to deceive him, but he was afraid that Lan Wuzhou would be angry with these fish roes.

After all, not all roes hatch successfully.

After some inner struggle, the fishman realized that he had no hope of survival.

In line with the idea of ​​breaking a jar and smashing it, I directly dictated the Northern School Turtle Breathing Technique without any omissions.

The moment of dictation.

The third brother also stopped opening the entrance.

Together with Lan Wuzhou, like two devout primary school students, while listening, they took out the jade slips and carved the secret book on the jade slips.

Qin Yu was lying on the side, playing the role of the living dead, and at the same time eavesdropped on the turtle breathing technique of the Northern School.

With the blessing of the Fate Beast, his state of mind transcended the realm of heaven and man. His cultivation level has reached the ninth realm, and Qin Yu's memory is also outstanding.

After the fish mouth finished narrating it, Qin Yu memorized the contents of the secret book by heart.

Lying flat for no reason, I didn't expect that there would be unexpected joy.

After listening to all the dictation of the Beipai Turtle Breathing Technique.

Qin Yu secretly practiced according to the content of Turtle Breath Technique.

Immediately, a Qing Ming Qi surged into his mind, and his whole body felt lazily, with an indescribable sense of restraint and ease.

The heart rate, which had originally been reduced due to the Nine Realms of Adobe, was reduced again under the help of the Turtle Breath Technique.

A touch of vitality secretly took root in Qin Yu's dantian.

Just like the boundless green lotus, it continuously produces strands of aura to nourish Qin Yu's soul and body.

"This secret book is really useful!" Qin Yu was also moved in his heart, secretly praising the magic of the Northern School's Turtle Breath Technique.

Chi Chi!

Just now.

A strong wind blew through.

The fishman's head fell down like a green onion, and at the same time, a big hole was broken in his heart, and his heart was broken.

puff!

Lan Wuzhou stepped forward and crushed the fish man's head.

The powerful man from the Eight Realms Monster Clan was wiped out from this world in an instant.

"I've got the Turtle Breathing Technique, but it's a pity that those fish roes are gone..." Lan Wuzhou said to himself while using the dust on the tomb floor to wipe away the blood on the soles of his feet.

After hearing this, the third brother sighed and said: "Don't worry, the underground river here is always cold and there are strange fish living there. Those fish roes can't make big waves."

The two received the Northern Sect's Turtle Rest Surgery.

The third brother opened two more gates one after another.

The ground of the sarcophagus resounded loudly, and the entire tomb also trembled.

Then golden light swept out, and the sarcophagus sank toward the ground.

After a while, a huge entrance appeared on the ground where the sarcophagus was originally placed.

"The life-protecting stone should be here!" The third brother blurted out with a hint of greed in his eyes, looking at the entrance where the golden light dispersed.

Lan Wuzhou could not restrain himself and said: "With the life-protecting bones, can we avoid the punishment of heaven, refine blood pills, and break through the nine realms?"

"That's natural. Besides, the life-protecting bone can not only shield the punishment of heaven, it also has other functions."

"This entrance should be the real tomb where the powerful masters of the Ten Realms are buried. Hurry up and clean up without further delay!"

As the third brother spoke, his eyes glanced at Qin Yu.

Lan Wuzhou came back to his senses, slapped his forehead, and suddenly realized: "How could I forget him... This guy came up from the dark river, and he must have come here to protect his life, so we can't let him slip through the net. "

With that said, Lan Wuzhou came towards Qin Yu.

As he walked, he waved his hand to spread out the power of the Soul-Destroying Banner's magic circle, shocking Qin Yu's soul.

Soon, Lan Wuzhou came to Qin Yu, took out a silver spoon, and quickly gouged out Qin Yu's forehead!

hum!
The silver spoon was about to goug out Qin Yu's forehead.

But for some reason, he accidentally missed and gouged out the stone wall on the side of Qin Yu's head.

The spoon sank directly into the stone wall, leaving only half of the spoon handle.

"Huh? What's going on?" Lan Wuzhou was slightly startled and muttered in a low voice.

Explore Qin Yu carefully.

It was just like a dead pig, making no sound.

This guy has always looked like this since he was fished out of the water.

Even though Lan Wuzhou was very cautious, he did not detect any suspicious fluctuations at all.

"Dazzled?" Lan Wuzhou felt obedient and had some unpleasant thoughts.

Again!

Lan Wuzhou took out another dagger-shaped magical weapon and slashed it at Qin Yu's neck.

Whoosh!
The dagger was cut down quickly, but it did not hit Qin Yu's neck. Instead, it hit the protruding stone on one side. When the stone was cut in half, the dagger actually broke with a click.

"Hiss..." Lan Wuzhou became a little uneasy.

You know, this dagger is a top-grade magic weapon.

To describe it as cutting iron like clay is to obliterate it.

Even the defensive armor of a high-grade ferocious beast can be completely broken by his blow.

Why can't he even hit a paralyzed person now?

And it was torn apart by rocks! ?
"Impossible, impossible... How could such a thing happen? It's too abnormal."

Lan Wuzhou shook his head, put down the dagger, and directly attracted the Soul-Destroying Banner, causing the frightening power of the Soul-Destroying Banner to completely envelope Qin Yu's body.

"I don't believe you are so lucky!"

Lan Wuzhou frowned, his eyes almost bursting with fire. With a flash of his right hand, the fishing rope originally used to bind the fishman was thrown over and rolled towards Qin Yu's neck.

Whoosh!
The fishing rope throws a beautiful arc in the air.

When he was about to wrap up Qin Yu's neck.

Suddenly, it changed its direction in an extremely abnormal manner and swung it straight towards Lan Wuzhou's own neck.

The fishing rope was completely out of his control.

"I..." Lan Wuzhou was stunned and quickly vented his true energy and blood, intending to regain control of the fishing rope.

But at this moment, his feet gave way, and he stepped on the scales covering the fishman's body. He suddenly flew up in a slippery state, his feet slipped, and he fell backwards.

A strong man from the Eighth Realm can actually slip and wrestle?

Is there any reason?

While Lan Wuzhou was extremely shocked, he also felt extremely ridiculous and funny.

Haw!

The next moment, Lan Wuzhou fell to the ground.

Then, the fishing rope accidentally swung over and wrapped around his neck.

It was like the hand of death strangling Lan Wuzhou's throat.

(End of this chapter)