I will bury the gods

Chapter 110 Using the Body to Feed Demons and Slay Demons

Zhong Wushi suspects that he heard wrong.

what is she doing?Is this a blessing or a curse?Or dying gibberish?

He didn't feel any fluctuations of the spell, which meant that her words hadn't taken effect.

Zhong Wushi's last worry was gone, his body rolled out of the river, covered with a pan, but instead of retreating, Lin Shouxi stepped forward, pulled his arms, and assumed a strange posture.

What are you trying to do?
Zhong Wushi shook his head.

Inexplicable words are not power, nor are weird movements. Small fish will be swallowed in one bite when they unite in a group, and the real strong will not be frightened away by the bluff of ants.

The meat whip was swept down, the mouthparts retracted, and the foul-smelling wind blew from the surface of the river and slapped the beach.

Then, something Zhong Wushi couldn't understand happened again.

I saw Lin Shouxi stretching out his arms, and actually blocked his powerful attack with those hands!

The young man stood by the river, his seemingly thin body of flesh and blood suddenly turned into an iron plate. He swung his arms, whipped them, or entangled them, but he couldn't win for a while.

As the demon god of time and space, he was born with a huge amount of knowledge, and he appeared calm and knowledgeable on most issues, but when it came to unknown areas, his past knowledge would make him dig into the corners instead.

He knew that the young girl in front of him must have a big secret, especially Mu Shijing. Every time he saw her, Zhong Wushi couldn't help but recall the shadow that had enveloped his Dao Heart for thousands of years. They were also slim and cold, as if they would overlap at any time. It turned into a sword light that could kill everything.

But this is not a question that Zhong Wushi should think about for the time being.

The power of time that he has absorbed in the past few days is rapidly being consumed. If he does not win in time, he may no longer be able to control this crippled real body.

Finally, his calm mind became chaotic again. Under Zhong Wushi's pale skin, strange pupils appeared one after another. These pupils seemed to grow out of the hair follicles, swallowing his nobleman-like body!

In the storm-like attack, Lin Shouxi remained motionless.

His guess was correct, Mu Shijing really has the ability to hand-pick Long Xing!She allowed Zhong Wushi to possess the characteristics of a dragon, so the dragon-capturing hand was also useful. He relied on this magical technique to restrain the dragon, and actually blocked the violent Zhong Wushi in the Zhuojiang River!

Mu Shijing was also taken aback, she didn't know why she had this ability, is this a spiritual root?Or is it possible that her bloodline is more noble than the Cangbi King?

"so amazing……"

Sanhuamao said foolishly, feeling that they are a match made in heaven, and there is no way to explain to the world if they are not married... It quickly said to Mu Shijing: "I also want to have the power to help you, Lord Shengzi, what am I, you Pick it up?"

"You're a pig." Mu Shijing said coldly, she held the long sword at an angle, jumped up, and went to help Lin Shouxi's sword.

The Sanhuamao turned pale with fright, and quickly touched its nose to see if there was any abnormality.

It watched Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing's fight against the evil gods, cheered them on, but also felt frustrated. After all, he was so useless, he was simply a drag for his teammates, and a treasure for the enemy. It secretly swore, In the future, I must practice hard to make Mu Shijing look at me with admiration!
Lin Shouxi didn't have time to comfort the frustrated Sanhuamao, he spun the air ball at full speed, and the kung fu of capturing the dragon hand turned around in his body, he even threw Zhan Gong directly to Mu Shijing, let her hold two swords to fight against the enemy, while he himself Directly and fully display the hearty fist kung fu.

Today is the seventh day, and Xiao Yuying is going to compete. Even if the Zhan Palace is given to Mu Shijing, his secret of secretly recruiting disciples should not be discovered.

Mu Shijing caught Zhan Gong.

After nearly a year, the sword passed down by the master finally fell back into her hands. She held Zhan Gong and waved it in the air a few times, and unexpectedly found that she seemed to be used to death certificates, and Zhan Gong was not so smooth. the...

Holding two swords in his hands, Mu Shijing stepped on the cliff, like a black-feathered cormorant flying across the river, swung a bone-biting sword arc, and slashed at Zhong Wushi's head.

With Mu Shijing's help, Lin Shouxi's punches became more comfortable.

He discovered that Dragon Hand Catch is not so much a certain kind of martial art, but rather a method of mind. As long as this is the basis, he can mix all the martial arts he has learned in the past into one furnace.

Among the hundreds of tentacles crazily dancing, Lin Shouxi calmed down, as if he had returned to the night when he practiced kung fu with Xiaohe in the ancient courtyard.

Kneading, moving, blocking, closing and twisting, although Lin Shouxi is young and skilled in boxing, the swing of his arm seems soft, but his strength is a lot. No matter how these tentacles entangle and attack, Lin Shouxi can easily resolve them, and even launch a counterattack. His movements are as gentle as grabbing a peacock's tail feathers, but he can tear them into pieces!
Thanks to Zhong Wushi's many arms, if he is also a human being, with just one slash, the force can penetrate through the skin and bones, and his joints can be directly chopped into pieces.

Those who created this martial art back then probably could not have imagined that this martial art could be used to deal with such monsters!

On the Zhuojiang River, Mu Shijing, who is like a black swallow, pushed Zhong Wushi very tightly. His true strength was far above this holy son, but Mu Shijing's natural suppression of the dragon attribute also made up for it a lot.

Now, Zhong Wushi not only had to deal with the two of them at the same time, but also had to guard against the madness in his body all the time. He felt physically and mentally exhausted, and within a quarter of an hour, the ends of his long black hair began to turn white.

His skin began to secrete a sticky white liquid, and the sharp thorns pierced his skin, floating and growing in the wind—it gradually lost control of its body.

After he is swallowed by his true body, he will really fall into a frenzy, and then he will kill everything around him, including himself...

Mu Shijing's phrase "You are a dragon" was the biggest variable in this battle. After that, he was exhausted and embarrassed when he switched offense and defense.

Can't go on like this...

He knew that he had to put down his dignity for the time being, avoid the edge for the time being, and fight them after clearing his dragon nature.

Lin Shouxi seemed to have sensed his intention to retreat, and the attack became more and more severe. He seemingly casually blocked and pushed aside all the meat whips he drew. All the flesh and limbs were broken and swallowed by the river.

This is the cloud hand, it looks gentle, but when the master uses it, it has the power of splitting bones.

Zhong Wushi's regenerative power also weakened obviously, and his retreat became more and more obvious.

How could Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing let him come and go freely.

"Zhuojiang just buried a god of drowning. I'm afraid it's not a grievance to be your cemetery here?" Mu Shijing sneered coldly.

She wasn't mocking with a certain chance of winning, but she was adding fuel to the fire, stripping his spirit from the path of reason.

"You humble parasite, you can't go back to the deep sea, and you can't walk on the earth openly. A thing like you that lives in muddy flesh is worthy of being called a god?"

Mu Shijing's icy words pierced into his heart, even better than the knife in her hand, she stepped on the river, jumped up, and two silver lights pierced Zhong Wushi's shoulders.

Zhong Wushi flicked his sleeves to block, but his snow-white sleeves looked like clouds torn apart by a hurricane, no matter how difficult it was to stop Mu Shijing's sharp edge.

When Mu Shijing drew his sword, he even had the leisure to compare the pros and cons of these two swords in his heart.

The death certificate is simple and unpretentious, while the Zhan Palace is bright and light, the former focuses on murderous intent, while the latter has heavy sword intent, it is really difficult to choose, I just want to collect everything...

"By the way, is there a sword fairy among you evil gods?" Mu Shijing had a sudden thought, "A person can only hold two swords, like you evil gods have so many hands, and one holds an ancient sword. Wouldn't it be invincible? ?”

Mu Shijing's mocking words earlier didn't have much effect, but these words are very graphic. Zhong Wushi, who was deeply poisoned by Zhu Shenlu, immediately realized the feasibility of this idea... Maybe you can try ...

Wait, is this the time to think about this?
"Hey, why didn't you answer me?" Mu Shijing pulled the sword out of the entanglement of the slender tentacles, stabbed with his backhand, and hit his chest directly.

Zhong Wushi shook his head violently, trying to get the image of the evil sword fairy out of his mind, but it was like a demon that sucked the brain, and he couldn't erase it from his skull no matter what.

"shut up!!"

Zhong Wushi roared loudly, his pupils were scarlet.

Mu Shijing glanced coldly, and stabbed his open mouth with a sword, Zhong Wushi turned his head to dodge hastily, the girl's figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye she had already stepped on his back, Zhong Wushi kept shaking his body, trying to move She fell off her back, but to no avail.

Mu Shijing's balance ability is excellent.

When she was a child, Master once personally took her to go boating in the summer lake to enjoy the lotus. This should be a romantic thing, but I don’t know if it is a coincidence. Every time the lotus viewing coincides with strong wind and rain, Master’s ability to control the boat It was frighteningly bad, if Mu Shijing hadn't developed a sense of balance in time at that time, he might have been thrown off the boat by his master to feed the fish.

At this moment, Zhong Wushi's desperately struggling body reminded Mu Shijing of her childhood memories. She stood steadily and gracefully, and even had time to put the two swords back into their sheaths, and then draw them out again.

Mu Shijing held the hilt of the sword in his hand and pulled it.

The blade of the sword passed through the air, and the cold light of the cross flickered. Holding the hilt of the sword, she slashed down at the same time, piercing Zhong Wushi's shoulder and breaking his bones.

Blood splattered, the evil god howled, Zhong Wushi withdrew his tentacles like a convulsion, ran wildly along the stone wall and wailed, his eyes under the skin flickered again, ready to pierce his body and eat himself at any time, Mu Shijing was vigilant, did not Continue to attack, jump off his back immediately, keep a distance from him, and then patiently pursue the attack.

Lin Shouxi was slamming the stele hand heartily, and the broken limbs around him had piled up into a hill. At this moment, Zhong Wushi was wounded and left, but he was dissatisfied, and followed Mu Shijing to chase after him.

Sanhuamao shouted wonderfully, not wanting to miss the moment of killing Xie, and followed closely.

Going up the cliff, not far away is Longlin Town, where many people and demons are stationed. When they heard the movement, they looked here one after another, and then fled screaming.

Zhong Wushi rushed into Longlin Town, looking around as if searching for something.

Mu Shijing keenly noticed that a milky white spider-like object was slowly separating out from the flesh and blood at the back of Zhong Wushi's neck.

This is……

"It's his parasite, his body is about to fester, and he wants to change his target!" Lin Shouxi immediately made a judgment.

"I'll stop him." Mu Shijing said.

There is still a distance between them, but the speed of this white parasite's precipitation is very fast, it crawls along Zhong Wushi's spine, and it is about to escape to the ground!
Snapped.

Mutant regeneration.

A parasite trying to escape is caught with one hand!
——a bloody hand with bones visible.

It was the hand of Zhong Wushi.

Zhong Wushi's hair was half white, his muscles were sluggish, his skin was wrinkled, and most of his face was rotten, but his eyes were unprecedentedly clear.

He leaned down and grabbed the snow-white and terrifying parasite in his hand, like holding the breeze and the moon, even though his hand was corroded into a skeleton, he would not let go.

Zhong Wushi stood up slowly and stood in the mighty mountain wind of Longlin Town. His bloody clothes were curled up, his smile was gentle, and his brows were red. He was no longer a handsome young man, but his smile was unprecedentedly gentle and happy:
"My Zhong family has been passed down to this day, killing evil for generations, even if there is only one person left, how can I be alone?"

The words echoed in Longlin Town.

After saying that, Zhong Wushi swallowed the thing in his palm again, swung his sword and cut himself off.

　There is only this chapter today, I will adjust it and resume the normal update rhythm tomorrow.

　　Thank you Brother Ah Yi for the deacon~Thank you book friends for your support~
　　
　
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