Infinite script kill

"Pfft!"

The blood was colder than Xu Tong thought.

"Diamond Seal!"

The first time he rushed into the sea of ​​blood, Xu Tong held the Vajra Seal with one hand, and at the same time, the golden light shone between his brows, and the Vajra Seal was aroused by him.

For a moment, Xu Tong's body was covered with a layer of golden scales, and his whole body was wrapped in the dazzling Buddha light.

The Buddhist supernatural power seems to restrain the blood. The golden Buddha's light is like a red-hot stone thrown into the icy river, making the surrounding blood boil, but it can't corrode Xu Tong's body.

Numerous negative emotions surged like a tide, penetrated into Xu Tong's flesh and let out a desperate roar.

A tide of blood like an abyss came, and Xu Tong wanted to take out the angel feather given to him by the Holy See.

Suddenly, the ankle sank, and when he looked down, he saw a skinny hand grabbing his ankle.

"It's the hand of the ancient god!"

I saw that the palm of the hand pulled hard, and it quickly pulled him into the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

"Am I beautiful?? Am I beautiful??"

"You stole my wife!"

"Hate!!"

Familiar faces appeared in front of him in the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

Among them are not only those devoured grudges, but also familiar figures.

"Go to hell, go to hell!!"

The pharmacist rushed forward with a ferocious face, hugged Xu Tong's thigh, and cursed resentfully.

"Hahaha... It would be nice to have a land god buried with him!"

The figure of Mansai Musashigen appeared quietly, grinning loudly.

"Why didn't you save me!" Guo Xiang lay on Xu Tong's back, asking Xu Tong over and over again.

These faces are not entities, but resentful spirits mixed with their resentment and spiritual will.

More and more resentful spirits entangled up, and the boiling resentment gradually drowned out the Buddha's light.

"It's over, it's over, kid, we're all over now!"

Amota screamed in Xu Tong's mind.

At this time, terrible pressure came, as if there was a big hand in the dark, pressing Xu Tong on the palm, and gradually retracted.

"Kickkick..."

For a moment, the Buddha's light began to distort, and it gradually deformed in this palm. If it took just a moment, the Buddha's light would be crushed directly.

At that time, even if Xu Tong is a land god, he will not escape being gradually polluted by blood and will not escape death.

"Quick, go quickly!! You can come back, come back quickly!"

Seeing this, Amota suddenly remembered that Xu Tong could return to reality at this moment, and hurriedly called Xu Tong, asking him to return as soon as possible.

However, Xu Tong stared at the shrine that was drifting away above his head, and slowly raised his palm: "But I haven't found the so-called truth yet!"

"Fuck the truth, go, as long as you go back, I can tell you whatever you want to know!!"

Amota was going crazy.

He still wanted to seize his home, and he wanted to return to hell again. He didn't want to be corroded by these bloody waters until they were dissolved together with Xu Tong.

Regarding Amota's roar, Xu Tong shook his head: "It's not the truth that I found, everything is meaningless."

As he said that, Xu Tong's eyes turned cold, and the Buddha's light suddenly dissipated from his body.

Losing the blessing of Buddha's light for a while, countless black shadows flocked to Xu Tong like sharks smelling blood.

Seeing the approaching black shadow, Xu Tong's hand suddenly grabbed the bloody water without warning: "The power of no phase, the tide of everything!"

Active Skill 1: Vientiane

Each activation needs to consume 40 script points. After activation, you can use the introduction to temporarily transform your own power.

Each conversion time must not exceed 3 hours.

In an instant, the originally boiling resentment quieted down in an instant, and countless strong resentments quietly floated around Xu Tong.

When the silent eyelids gradually opened in the darkness, the originally surging blood flow quickly reversed.

A blood-red storm suddenly swayed over Xu Tong's body, shaking away the hand of the ancient god on his ankle.

Then the original skin began to peel off, revealing the dark red muscles, and a strong resentment seeped out from under his flesh, entangled on his flesh and blood.

Xu Tong's body trembled, and he slowly stretched out the index fingers of both hands, put them in his mouth, and then pulled them out from left to right.

The face that had no flesh was pulled out into an exaggerated smile in an instant, and let out a creepy laugh.

The resentful spirits that had surrounded Xu Tong finally sensed that something was wrong, turned around and wanted to escape from him.

However, Xu Tong suddenly grabbed Wraith Ling's body with one hand, opened his bloody mouth, sucked it hard, and swallowed it directly into his mouth.

"Crack, clap, clap..."

He ate slowly, as if savoring the taste carefully, and the past life of this wraith was reflected in his black pupils.

After eating for a while, he spat it out and said to himself, "It's not tasty, it's too bitter!"

As he said that, he grabbed other wraiths.

Now the sea of ​​blood was churning, and the resentful spirits that had pounced on Xu Tong frantically fled around as if they had been stimulated by something.

However, Xu Tong's pupils flickered among these wraiths. Suddenly he stretched out his palm, and a black dragon-binding talisman took shape on his fingertips. In an instant, dozens of spider-like dragon-binding talismans were woven on his fingertips. Form a big net and sprinkle it on the fleeing wraiths in front of you.

Many wraiths who had no time to escape dispersed in an instant, but only one wraith, no matter how much he dodged, the big net was accurately covering the wraith, and Xu Tong pulled it hard.

A familiar face appeared in front of him. It was Guo Xiang, but it was not Guo Xiang. No matter how hard she begged, Xu Tong rubbed it into a ball and stuffed it into his mouth without change.

Accompanied by the friction sound of teeth gnawing, people can't help but think of the sound of some kind of animal gnawing on a corpse.

Memories about Guo Xiang and Huahuainiang emerged one after another.

He saw an inconspicuous door, the door was pushed open, and a locust tree was planted in the room.

Three decomposed and smelly corpses hung on the locust tree.

This is Guo Xiang's memory. In her memory, she just touched the locust tree, and then her consciousness gradually became blurred.

And what happened next was entirely Huaihuaniang's memory.

Xu Tong savored the scent of the resentful spirit expressionlessly, not interested in what happened next, and quickly flipped through Huahuainiang's memories. These memories were not complete, and most of them were missing.

Because this is not Huahuai Niang's true self, her shrine has not been destroyed.

While searching, Xu Tong suddenly noticed a Nine Dragon Temple. Although his memory was only vague for a moment, Xu Tong thought that Huahuainiang's shrine might be hidden there.

After finding the clues he was looking for, Xu Tong raised his head and looked at the shrine above his head. He saw his body move, with a huge amount of resentment pouring out of him, rushing towards the shrine like a giant beast in a sea of ​​blood.

Sensing Xu Tong's threat, Mao Xuefeng in the shrine exuded a dazzling blood.

A burst of unique divine power emanated from the shrine.

"presumptuous!!"

The sound of thunder struck, and the sea of ​​blood rolled around, forming a huge bloody vortex, trying to suppress Xu Tong.

Under the divine power, Xu Tong's limbs suddenly stiffened.

But he was even more excited.

He knew that this was the real power of the gods, the majesty exuded by the gods who possessed the throne.

It is definitely not the power that evil gods like Chen Wangshen, who have been forgotten by the world, can have.

Is this what I want to pursue the truth? ?
The smile on Xu Tong's face became more and more strange, and strands of blood-red vermilion fire ignited from under his muscles.

"The power of disaster fighting! Great wasteland burning!"

Under his high howling sound, Xu Tong's vermilion fire became more dazzling, like the karmic fire in hell, causing the blood around him to evaporate and the sea of ​​blood around him to boil.

wildfire

In the flame environment, the recovery power is increased by 200%.

Immune to fire damage below level 7.

Fire skills +2, and cooldown reduction by 40%.

Additional skills: Vulcan
Vulcan:

Consumes 800 script points, turns into Vulcan after activation, temporarily upgrades all flame skills by 3 levels, and exempts the cooldown time.

He held the black water dragon tooth in his hand, and slashed forward with all his strength: "Fire addiction!!"

A flame like karmic fire suddenly illuminated the water in front of him, mixed with countless twisted hatreds in the world, and suddenly burned and evaporated the vortex in front of him, turning it into a sea of ​​flames.

And Xu Tong is more like a monster born in the karmic fire, completely covered with the strange and domineering flames, jumping out of the sea of ​​flames.

"let me see!!"

Heishui Longya sliced ​​open the shrine, and bit down without hesitation. Although Mao Xuefeng dodged in time, he was still bitten on the arm by Xu Tong.

Suddenly, a blurry picture began to appear in Xu Tong's mind.

"Xuefeng!!"

Mao Xuefeng, who was standing on the playground, turned around with a smile on his face: "Professor Wang!"

"Xuefeng, I have received news that there will be a Sino-Japanese antique exchange meeting soon, so I would like to clean up the warehouse. I am worried about leaving this matter to outsiders, so I want to invite you to come."

"The whole warehouse??"

"Yes, it's only you. You can clean it every day. It will take about two months. The seven oceans are your wages."

The man in front of him took out seven oceans and handed them to Mao Xuefeng.

Immediately after the screen turned, Mao Xuefeng found a statue in the corner of the warehouse.

The shape of the statue is very strange. It looks like a certain god of Taoism, but it is impossible to tell which god it is.

When Mao Xuefeng was staring at the statue, he was in a trance, and felt a glint of light flashed in the pupils of the statue, and immediately fell asleep at the feet of the statue in a daze.

In his sleep, Mao Xuefeng felt something get into his eyes, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes to take a closer look, and found that it was already dark outside, so he hurriedly got up and prepared to go home.

Strange to say, when Mao Xuefeng looked back at the statue, he found that he could call out the name of the statue.

Blood River Gatekeeper Master Lutoro.

To Xu Tong's surprise, there is still a memory in Mao Xuefeng's body, which turns out to be part of the pharmacist's memory.

It was a bottle of red blood that he got from the team warehouse after using the [Legendary Flask] to kill his entire team in the last script world. It was a bottle of blood from an ancient evil god.

The item book gives the entry for this bottle of blood, which is "Lutoro's Blood"...