Qin Nie and General Yuelong showed nervous expressions on their faces. How did the other party know their identities as Blood Spirit Cult monks?!

Did the other party just know it, or did he know it from the beginning to the end? This is very important!

"Who are you, Your Excellency?"

Qin Nie calmed down and tried to maintain a calm and indifferent attitude. He could not show his timidity.

"Why do you still ask such a stupid question? Fellow Daoist Fang was invited back from Daqiandao Sect by Madam Chu. Isn't this asking knowingly?"

Mr. Li Daoye looked away from the black and white paper man and looked at Qin Nie with a sneer on his face.

Today, the situation has stabilized, and he knows that Prince Fang has his trump card and will not fall into the enemy's tricks so easily.

"Stupid question?"

Qin Nie's complexion changed slightly. Was he scolded as stupid by a little Jiji? Why is it that he is so valued by the Blood Spirit Cult because he has an exquisite heart and is more resourceful than most monks?

"No matter who you are...since you know that we are Blood Spirit Cult monks, you might as well sit down and have a good talk."

Qin Nie said slowly.

"Kneel down and talk."

Fang Chen said casually.

The next second, the Yuelong warrior was severely pressed by the black paper man, and he knelt down in front of Fang Chen.

Qin Nie had no time to react and the white paper man pressed down on the Tianling Cap. The terrifying force came and he had no ability to resist. He only felt pain in his knees and was already kneeling on the ground.

Humiliation! Anger!

Qin Nie's expression became extremely distorted. He was the eldest son of the Qin family, and he was highly valued by the senior officials of the Blood Spirit Religion.

He is destined to become a fairy in the future, with great prospects. How can he kneel down to others with his status?

He wanted to resist, and the spiritual power in his body kept surging, but in the eyes of the white paper man, Qin Nie was just a little insect.

No matter how much he resisted, his figure remained kneeling on the ground motionless.

"Next, I'll ask a question and you guys will answer it. It would be great if you can draw inferences from one instance."

Fang Chen smiled lightly and said, "In the Xian Qin tribe, besides you, are there any Blood Spirit Cult miscellaneous people?"

"Are you targeting our Blood Spirit Sect!? You are from the Soul-Slaying Division..."

The Yuelong warrior general was frightened and angry.

"Wrong answer."

Fang Chen shook his head gently.

The black paper man took out General Yuelong's heart on the spot and swallowed it in one gulp, then looked at Fang Chen:

"Your Majesty, why don't you peel off their karma so that no one will find any clues?"

General Yue Long was not dead at this moment, but his eyes were a little dazed. When he heard the black paper man mentioning cause and effect, he suddenly reacted, "You are that fairy tomb..."

Fang Chen gently waved his sleeves and robes, and a layer of human skin was peeled off from the dead monks nearby.

Hidden in the skin of these people are all their causes and effects from birth to death.

The black and white paper figures were not polite when they saw this, and wore the human skins as clothes.

Every time they wear one, the human skin will be hidden into their paper clothes, making the paper clothes look more textured.

Master Li took a deep breath. Isn't this too weird? His mind was racing, and he had no idea what kind of magic it was.

"The black and white paper man... It turns out that the news sent back there is true, General Hanlong also died in your hands..."

Qin Nie's face was ashen.

Fang Chen nodded lightly, not intending to hide it. Many people had seen the Immortal Tomb, and it was normal for news to spread. Therefore, he usually would not use black and white paper figures to avoid being thought of by interested people.

"Those of your disciples also died in my hands. They were the ones who told me to come to the Xianqin tribe to find you."

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

"Take the initiative to seek out my Blood Spirit Cult monks and kill my Blood Spirit Cult monks... Your Excellency should be from the Soul-Slaying Division."

Qin Nie's eyes flickered.

The Soul-Slaying Division?

Li Daoye was slightly startled and subconsciously looked at Fang Chen.

"What is the Soul-Slaying Division?"

Fang Chen frowned slightly, then shook his head gently: "You don't have to guess my origin anymore, it has nothing to do with you. You have to think carefully about my question now, whether to answer it or not."

As he spoke, he used the peeling technique on the Yuelong warrior. The opponent was Nascent Soul. Although he was suppressed by the black paper man and lost his heart, it was not easy to peel off the cause and effect on his body.

The Yuelong warrior let out a painful howl, the Tianling Cap had been torn, and the entire human skin was being slowly peeled off.

Qin Nie saw this scene and said decisively: "I will tell you the list of Blood Spirit Cult monks, and you will let me live?"

"That's natural. Your disciples will live well."

Fang Chen nodded.

"How should I trust you?"

Qin Nie frowned.

"You can only trust me."

Fang Chen looked at Qin Nie, and the golden lines gradually spread from around the eye sockets, and finally extended to the pupils.

"Qin Nie, you can't believe what he says! If you dare to betray the Blood Spirit Religion, you will not be the only one who will die!"

The Yuelong warrior roared in pain and did not forget to warn Qin Nie.

"You should worry about yourself first. After being skinned, you will no longer be qualified for reincarnation."

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

There are many ways to break the path of reincarnation. The Qin family has a similar method, and the method of Cang Lei can also do it.

But the peeling technique is more thorough. It starts with the cause and effect and breaks the reincarnation. It not only breaks the reincarnation, but also erases all the cause and effect of this person in this world.

Even if a strong person from the Blood Spirit Religion used some magical means to find out the truth, they would not be able to start with it.

"Qin Nie, do you also want to try this skinning technique?"

Fang Chen looked at Qin Nie.

"I can give you the list. There are probably more than a hundred monks from the Blood Spirit Sect lurking in the Xianqin tribe. I hope you can keep your word and give me a way out."

Qin Nie thought for a few breaths and said slowly.

"Qin Nie, you deserve to die!"

The Yuelong warrior's skin had been peeled off to his shoulders. At this moment, his entire face looked like a cooked shrimp, all red.

"General Yuelong, I'm not like you. I didn't join the Blood Spirit Cult for a long time. I just wanted to find a backing for myself. If you want to die, you can die on your own. There's no need to drag me into this."

Qin Nie glanced at General Yuelong with an indifferent expression.

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero."

Fang Chen expressed his praise.

Qin Nie quickly wrote a list silently and handed it to Fang Chen from a white paper man.

When he saw Fang Chen scanning the list, he was already sure that this person could see everything.

The so-called eye disease is probably just some kind of abnormal phenomenon after practicing eye skills!

A black and white paper man with magical skills.

Pupil technique, peeling technique...

Suspected members of the Soul-Slaying Division...

There are various signs that the other party may have a much greater origin than him, and now he just wants to survive.

"I'm not sure about the authenticity of your list."

Fang Chen suddenly spoke.

Qin Nie suddenly felt a sharp pain on the top of his head. The human skin was peeled off instantly, and his soul was also in the human skin, clearly seeing his bloody body.

"You don't mean what you say!"

Qin Nie in human skin roared crazily.

Immediately afterwards, the white paper man stepped forward to take the human skin and put it on his body, integrating it into its paper clothes.
Chapter completed!