high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 201 Calling Thunder

After a light scold.

In the world, everyone is silent!

The frenzied flying snow retreated like thin paper, as if being cut by an invisible force, it was cut straight in half.

On the ground, a rough and bottomless huge crack exploded in an instant, and the evil spirit was soaring, like a god holding a knife and ax, digging out the first clear and turbid air in the chaos.

The mountain was cut open!The sea was cut open!

Everything in front of him, the world, was cut open!

Twenty feet tall, the heart of flesh and blood piled up with countless pieces of rotten flesh stopped moving, the huge and deformed body trembled slightly, and the dense and thick red blood vessels were wriggling profanely, but suddenly, they all stopped.

The air was silent for a while, without any sound, even the noise of the wind and snow was excluded.

The quiet little world envelops everything.

Everything fell into absolute silence.

For a long time, in the silent silence, there was a slight rustling sound.

puff……

Like the crisp sound of peanut shells being crushed, Xuankong's eyes widened in astonishment, his face full of astonishment.

puff!

puff! !

puff! ! !

One after another, faster than one!One sound is more urgent than one sound!

The huge heart trembled, and suddenly burst from it!

Blood sprayed all over the sky, carrying a fishy smell like dead fish.

Those rotten pieces of meat were scattered all over the ground, and the viscous black liquid creaked. They were like living creatures, jumping at each other, cursing at each other, and were about to reorganize their bodies.

but--

An invisible force, like a shocking rainbow, is running across the flesh and blood heart, no matter how they beat and struggle, they can't re-condense the body.

"My lord! It's amazing!"

Xuan Kong was stunned for a while, then clapped his hands vigorously in praise, and danced with his arms and legs.

It's not that he hasn't experienced the difficulty of a flesh and blood heart. Just now, Xuan Kong was almost entangled by rotten blood vessels and torn in half.

"Small Escape from Wind and Thunder", "Magic Virtuous Fist", "Big Broken Jade Hand"...except for "Miaoyuan Changchun Kungfu", it has no effect on Xuankong himself.

Along the way, Bai Shu once gave Xuan Kong Yi Er when he had spare time.

There are three martial arts, one is escapism, and the other two are out-and-out killing methods.

Xuankong's comprehension ability is extraordinary, and he can see through it at a little bit. After a few days, he quickly reached the state of perfection.

But even so, with all his strength, he couldn't even break a single blood vessel.

The monk in white in front of him cut his fleshy heart in two with just a single finger.

In such a situation, Xuankong couldn't help being frightened.

"It's not over yet."

Hearing the sound from behind, the handsome monk with flirtatious golden pupils turned his head lightly.

There seemed to be molten gold flowing in his eyes, and raging majesty and fury were gushing out from those golden pupils.

After just looking at each other, Xuankong's primordial spirit felt a sharp pain, and the bald, fat boy quickly turned his face away, not daring to look any further.

"Protect him."

Bai Shu gave Xuan Kong an order, signaling him to protect Maro, who was sweating coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the pile of rotten and smelly pieces of meat suddenly changed behind him.

Blood, tendons, skin, limbs... After the original body was cut in two, it was difficult to recover.

The remaining half of the limbs began to reorganize, and the carrion pieces jumped one after another, forming a blurry figure in an instant.

Its body is naked, its bright red skin and muscles are exposed, irregular organs can be vaguely seen, and the indescribable strangeness and abomination are spreading from its body.

"&%****%###—"

Suddenly, it tilted its head, sewn up by flesh and blood, and murmured a note of unknown meaning from its mouth that had not yet parted.

Bai Shu frowned, he didn't understand.

"###~****&&—"

Seeing that Bai Shu didn't respond, the weird creature waved his hand again, and unexpectedly conveyed a divine will.

Gloomy, like a murmur in a dark forest, the whole story is full of meaningless shouts and laughter, sobbing and choking, always echoing endlessly.

"I don't understand..."

Bai Shu raised his head: "Can you speak Dazheng's official dialect? It's really not possible, and the dialect in the Fenyin area is also acceptable."

The flesh and blood figure's eyes were like orange lights. It froze for a while, and rushed towards it fiercely, causing a series of bangs and afterimages in the air.

Its figure fluctuated from east to west, its limbs twisted in a spiral shape, and its head was bent to an unimaginable degree. In an instant, it flew a distance of tens of feet.

boom! ! !

Bai Shu understated it, and with a raised hand, he threw out a big red dragon with scales and armor, and knocked out the fuzzy figure that was flying towards him.

Every inch of the red dragon's scales is lingering with scorching fire, crimson like blood, it wraps around the figure, and immediately there is a smell of burnt flesh.

The figure shrouded in the fire screamed wildly, danced and danced, but no matter what they did, they couldn't break free from the shackles of the red dragon.

bang——

The flesh and blood figure exploded suddenly, and even the red dragon trembled slightly. Taking advantage of this gap, the figure suddenly disintegrated!

Human-faced worms flew one after another, sprinkled on the ground one after another, squirmed their bodies at the speed of thunder, and fled towards the ground, into the air, and in all directions.

Maro, who fell to the ground, was about to tear his eyes. He struggled to pick up the Xuanhua axe, but it was difficult to even get up.

"Certainly!"

At this time, another voice came.

The monk in white turned his head and nodded slightly to Maro, signaling him not to be suspicious.

Beside Maro, the bald, ugly, fat boy shrank his neck, looking helplessly at the motionless human-faced worms in front of him.

Thinking back a few days ago, he was also caught by this trick, walking the mouse majesticly, and that's why he had no choice but to become a spirit beast.

This thing is a bit powerful...

Xuankong stroked his bald head, feeling a little greedy.

If you learn the word "determination", wouldn't you be able to do whatever you want...

"The benefactor is still injured, so don't act rashly. If the true qi is retrograde, it will be troublesome."

The Scarlet Heart may seem like a bluff, but in fact it's not enough.

The combat strength is about the same as the first level of Yang Fu, but the vitality is surprisingly strong. After being cut into two parts by the curse, he can actually reorganize his body.

It is all over the body, but the mental pollution is a little trickier.

Marlo didn't have profound meta-mysteries, so he was easily captured, and his Niwan Palace was also severely damaged.

When Baishu practiced the childish conception, the primordial spirit was like an asura, with the rolling killing intent diffused, the mental pollution of the flesh and blood heart could not hurt him in the slightest.

It's just that rat...

Bai Shu glanced at Xuan Kong who was inexplicably complacent, and smiled.

This earthy mouse can actually resist the spiritual pollution of flesh and blood, and there is something about him.

The human-faced worms immobilized by the curse were motionless. Their faces were all kinds of strange, including men, women, children or old people. They all had blank faces and stiff expressions.

Hearts, silhouettes, worms...

I don't know how many forms this ghost thing has. Every time it reorganizes its body, it will surprise Bai Shu.

The monk in white raised his mind and stopped hesitating.

"thunder!"

He moved his lips and teeth slightly, and a loud thunder sound appeared in the void.

(End of this chapter)