“Ha, taking a stroll?”

This scene looked like a young couple living in a village, coming out for a walk after dinner to digest.

Passing by the village entrance, they met old man Wang, squatting there smoking his pipe.

However, Half-Face obviously didn't want his image to be so down-to-earth.

Before Zhou Ze could ask what had stimulated him earlier,

he saw Half-Face immediately release streaks of blood mist from his body.

In an instant, his aura became incomparably cold!

However, Ying Gou reacted quickly. In this illusory realm, he was able to break free from Zhou Ze's body and exist independently in the form of consciousness.

And facing Half-Face's sudden outburst,

Ying Gou directly stomped down again!

"Bang!"

Half-Face was kicked away like a cannonball fired from a gun.

"Uh..."

Boss Zhou didn't understand what was happening, but they were already fighting.

"Hehe..."

A sinister laughter came again.

Half-Face, who had just been kicked away, reappeared in front, with strange blood lines flowing all over his body.

However,

Ying Gou's figure moved forward again,

towards Half-Face in front,

another kick!

"Bang!"

Half-Face was kicked away again.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a loud noise came. A huge, crimson arm burst out from the ground, directly grabbing at Ying Gou.

Ying Gou's figure paused, and the surrounding space twisted. Then, he appeared above the arm, and again, a kick!

"Bang!"

The crimson giant arm, at this moment, was like a fuel tank that had exploded. The surrounding streets and pedestrians seemed to have been repainted.

Ying Gou's figure landed in the middle of the road,

bent over,

reached out,

and pulled up Half-Face, who was lying below.

"Hey, I say..."

Boss Zhou felt that he should say something. Two people he knew were suddenly fighting, and you couldn't just stand there and watch, right?

But before Zhou Ze could finish speaking, Ying Gou grabbed Half-Face's neck, lifted him up, then let go,

and then,

towards the falling Half-Face,

another kick!

"Bang!"

Half-Face was kicked away again.

However, Half-Face was still Half-Face. After repeated blows, he could still stand up.

However, his revival had no accumulation, and he had just fought with the Last Generation Lord on the sea. He didn't have much strength left, so when facing Ying Gou, he could only be beaten passively.

Although Ying Gou hadn't really recovered much, he was still in a much better situation than Half-Face.

"Hehehe..."

Half-Face's figure was a bit shaky, but his eyes still held a crimson anger.

If his outburst in the bedroom on the second floor of the bookstore was because his emotions were completely out of control,

then now, after venting with the old Taoist on the sea, his appearance here was a choice made after calm consideration.

"Tell me, what am I to you?"

Half-Face pointed to his face,

"What am I? What am I? What am I!"

"Hiss..."

Zhou Ze suddenly felt a sourness in his molars. A pretty fiery and passionate atmosphere suddenly seemed to be interrupted by Aunt Qiong Yao.

Ying Gou didn't seem to want to waste any more energy attacking Half-Face. A beating would be enough.

Killing him was too much trouble, and he was too lazy to think of a way to kill him at this point.

Ying Gou started walking forward. After walking for a while, Ying Gou slowed down and asked,

"Not taking a walk anymore?"

"Walking."

Zhou Ze immediately followed.

Just like that, the walk began again.

However, unlike before, this time Ying Gou was walking in front, and Zhou Ze was following behind.

Zhou Ze would occasionally look back. He couldn't see Half-Face following, but he could clearly see shadows flickering not far behind him, where the line of sight would fold.

His mouth said one thing, but his body was honest; that guy was still following.

Maybe it was because Ying Gou was walking in front, but the surrounding scenery began to show a different style from before.

Tall buildings slowly began to fade away,

the traffic began to disappear gradually,

slowly appearing,

was a scenery filled with a primitive aura.

Villages, city walls, rocks,

and,

walking forward,

the terrifying canyon that appeared under their feet.

Zhou Ze lowered his head and looked into the depths of the canyon. In an instant, a giant python suddenly窜out from inside, followed by a nauseating, rich stench.

Although he knew it was fake, Zhou Ze instinctively raised his hand to block.

"Bang!"

The giant python was overturned to the ground.

A man with animal skin draped over his body and messy hair appeared in Zhou Ze's sight. His feet seemed to be embedded in the rock layer. At the same time, one hand pressed down on the giant python's body, while the other held a black crystal dagger, stabbing fiercely at the giant python.

Logically speaking, the giant python's strength should still be terrifying. In addition, in Zhou Ze's eyes, this giant python was already considered a semi-demon, only one step away from transforming into a human form.

However,

no matter how much the giant python struggled,

it could not escape the man's restraint.

"Puff!"

The giant python's skin and flesh were cut open.

The man directly took out the giant python's gallbladder, and inside the gallbladder, there was an oval crystal emitting a green light, which should be its demon core.

Baihu had told Zhou Ze that the demon core of a demon was initially nurtured in an organ within the body. After it was completely formed, it would break away, which meant that the demon had reached the level where it could transform into a human.

As the gallbladder and demon core were taken out, the giant python's struggles gradually weakened.

The man let go of his hand, rested his head on the giant python's belly, looked at the sky, and put the gallbladder into his mouth, biting it like he was eating an apple.

Maybe this apple was a little big, comparable to a ripe watermelon;

Perhaps, the scene was a bit bloody and terrifying. Bile, blood, and other things constantly soaked the man's body, but the man was completely unaware.

He was like a farmer, enjoying the fruits of the harvest.

A little satisfied, a little happy.

This scene, since it appeared here, who this man was was self-evident.

Boss Zhou squatted in front of the man with great interest, admiring the man's eating appearance, and occasionally looked at the iron dummy standing beside him.

Sigh,

it's rare,

it's rare to see such a down-to-earth side of the iron dummy back then.

No Bone Throne, no Underworld Sea, no powerful aura.

However, one thing was the same: the man, like him in the future, was indeed a foodie.

After eating the gallbladder and the demon core inside, the man didn't even look at the giant python under him. It seemed he was ready to leave directly.

In this era, that was a huge waste.

Taking this snake back would probably be enough for a village to hold a banquet.

However, the man who was about to leave suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment, then reacted and turned around, looking behind him.

A middle-aged, long-bearded man wearing armor and holding a sword appeared there at some point.

The long-bearded man sat down on the ground with a "thump," and the sword was casually stuck to the side.

Then, he took off his animal skin boots without any regard for his image, letting his feet relax.

Even from a distance, Boss Zhou could still see wisps of white smoke rising from the long-bearded man's feet.

"Hey, I'm hungry!"

The long-bearded man patted the ground beside him unceremoniously.

The man who had just eaten his fill tilted his head slightly, looked at the long-bearded man, and a hint of a smile seemed to appear at the corner of his mouth, as if in disdain. Then, he turned around and walked down the mountain.

"Tsk, tsk."

The long-bearded man had no choice but to put his boots back on, take his broken sword, and walk to the snake corpse.

"What a waste, what a waste."

The long-bearded man shook his head, then thrust his sword directly into the snake's body, and then pulled it out!

A wisp of black gas was pulled out from the tip of the sword. This was the snake's soul.

The demon core was its origin, but this soul was the foundation of its existence.

"Hey, silly, you don't even know what the really delicious stuff is."

The long-bearded man opened his mouth, ready to swallow it.

Behind him, a gust of wind appeared.

The long-bearded man turned around suddenly, but it was still too late.

A fist directly hammered into the long-bearded man's chest. His armor released a golden light to offset most of the force, but it still caused the long-bearded man to cover his stomach and kneel down.

The man who had eaten the snake gallbladder earlier had returned. He reached out to pick up the sword on the ground, but when his hand grasped the hilt, he exerted force, and the sword on the ground didn't budge.

The long-bearded man curled up, not yet recovered, but still forced himself to raise his head and smile:

"You can't lift this sword."

The man stopped trying to lift the sword, instead, he bent down and brought his mouth close to the tip of the sword, then inhaled!

The snake demon's soul, still bound to the tip of the sword, was directly sucked into the man's mouth. Then, like he had just eaten a spicy strip, he began to slowly chew.

The long-bearded man slowly stood up.

He didn't care about the man's offense, instead, he continued to laugh and said:

"How does it taste?"

The man ignored him.

The long-bearded man was not afraid, and continued:

"This is nothing, you, you haven't eaten the real good stuff."

The man narrowed his eyes and finally spoke:

"Good... stuff?"

The long-bearded man patted his chest armor,

and waved his other hand in a half-circle around,

saying:

"Those demons and gods in the sky, the taste is delicious!"

"They... are delicious?"

The long-bearded man nodded vigorously and said:

"Follow me, take down those birdmen in the sky one by one, put them in a cauldron, and cook them!"