The county magistrate has no time to save the world

Chapter 404 I Will Not Save Anyone

"Hahaha..." Jiurouxiang stood up, spread his hands and said, "I comprehended the Buddhadharma, cultivated it to the right fruit, and under the karma of nine lifetimes, I was able to realize the Dao. Cultivate the three-inch golden lotus body, the vajra body will not be damaged, and turn back nine times. The soul method ranks in the Great Thousand Realm."

"But..." Jiurouxiang looked at Zheng Nian, "I lost to... a woman!"

"Kunlun Mountain was killed. I used the power of Mahayana Buddhism to enter the Northern Wilderness Snowfield, and I met a woman who told me to leave here, saying that this place is too dangerous." Jiurouxiang laughed loudly, " I am in the Great Thousand Realm, and she is in the Third Stage Realm, she wants to protect me! Is it ridiculous?"

"I fought her, and we only passed three moves." Jiu Rouxiang said, "Three moves! Her sword power has already made me unable to move! I... can no longer move!"

Zheng Nian's eyes blurred, and he already knew who Jiurouxiang was talking about.

Sun Dingrou.

Xitian Lingxue.

Only she can have the sword power to shock the Great Thousand Realm.

"I'm not willing! I attacked her! I broke her four meridians with one palm!" Jiurouxiang laughed loudly, "But she didn't die! Guess what she said to me?"

Zheng Nian shook his head.

"She told me to leave here! She said...worrying about my death! She is so arrogant!" Jiu Rouxiang scratched her head and said angrily, "A person who is dying under my hands is still worried about me! I I don’t understand, I’m angry! I went back to the monastery and asked my master, and my master told me that my moral conduct has been damaged and my state of mind has been damaged.”

"In less than half a month, I fell from the Great Thousand Realm to the Seventh Rank Realm!" Jiurouxiang scratched his head with bloodstains.

And the blood turned out to be green.

"What's the use of Buddhism...?" Jiurouxiang stared at Zheng Nian and asked, "I came to Wangpan Mountain to find Qiongqi, and asked him to help me kill people! Let him bring me flesh and blood! I want to cultivate demons!"

"His Dharma saves all living beings, so I will kill all living beings! His Dharma uses human energy for incense, so I use human heads for incense! What I cultivate is the Dao!" Jiurouxiang said, "This is power, real power! I There is still one last step left... devour him, and I will become Xuantian True Immortal!"

"On the night of the full moon, destroy my body so that I can enter his body and use his power to overcome me!"

Zheng Nian turned his head and looked at Qiongqi, "Are you willing?"

"He... saved me..." Qiongqi lowered his head and pursed his lips.

"Who is he?" Zheng Nian asked.

"He is..." Qiongqi looked at Zheng Nian in a daze, "He is... the smell of wine and meat..."

"Is he fragrant with wine and meat?" Zheng Nian asked again.

"He..." Qiongqi was stunned.

"A night of heavy rain is the same as a night of full moon." Jiurouxiang smiled, "It's just that on a night of heavy rain, I want to kill him! Let his blood essence and strength enter my body! I can also enter the mysterious world. Innocent fairyland! You can also become a demon with a Buddha!"

Zheng Nian nodded, "You're right."

He stepped aside, returned to the stone platform, sat there, raised the flagon in his hand, and took a sip.

Jiurouxiang looked at Zheng Nian, "Aren't you going to stop me?"

"Why should I stop you?" Zheng Nian smiled, "Does it have anything to do with me whether you can enter the Xuantian True Immortal? You can enter whatever you like, kill whoever you want, what does it have to do with me. "

"Aren't you going to save the water?" Jiurouxiang pointed at Qiongqi and said, "He is the one you want to save."

"Oh?" Zheng Nian smiled, "Why is he water, you are not water, and I am not water?"

"Qingqi is afraid of rain, and when he encounters heavy rain, he can slowly flow out the qi of his body to support thousands of people. If the qi is transformed into a body, the blood will become an inexhaustible spring, which will last forever He is not water, who is still water?" Jiurouxiang laughed, "Qongqi is the source of water in the world, it is endless and inexhaustible!"

"Well, you're right." Zheng Nian raised his gourd, "But I don't want to save it."

The smell of wine and meat was stunned.

"He is the same as you. He has done evil until now, and the hundreds of people in the cave are inseparable from him. Even if he is used, he is willing. In my eyes, the two of you are equally disgusting people."

Zheng Nian smiled, "I can't save you, not only I can't save you, but I also want to see what kind of bullshit you are. I really want to see what you can do to surprise me."

"Okay!" Jiurouxiang laughed, and went straight to Qiongqi with one hand.

At this time, Qiongqi was already extremely weak, unable to resist the offensive of Jiurouxiang, and even when he was hesitating whether to raise his hand to resist, his body had already been punched through the heart.

Howling fiercely.

Qiongqi's body began to change, turning into that huge monster, and the wound on his chest also began to gradually enlarge, becoming like a deep pit.

Blood was spraying, and at this time, Jiurouxiang was already holding Qiongqi Yaoyuan in his hand.

"Hahaha! True Immortal Xuantian! True Immortal Xuantian!" He swallowed the Yao Yuan in one gulp.

Immediately, the surrounding evil spirits exploded, and a manic force of sinister cutting swept across the sky.

Zheng Nian sat on the stone platform, calmly watching everything in front of him.

Already relieved.

So many people died at their hands.

Let him save?
Impossible to save.

It is impossible for anyone to save.

These people are damned.

All be damned.

"Weng Baikui." Zheng Nian yawned, "Your level is on par with Master Long and that Liu Zhishan, you can't even count on me and I don't even bother to save them."

Waving his hands, Zheng Nian glanced disdainfully at Jiurouxiang who was absorbing the manic power, stood up helplessly, and walked down the mountain.

But only a few steps.

A figure blocked his way.

When ashes.

Standing at the mountain pass, Dang Hui opened his bloody mouth wide open, but his anger was not directed at Zheng Nian, but at the wine and meat behind him.

"Why are you here?" Zheng Nian asked.

When the ashes were still in the throat, unable to speak, he roared with fangs and claws, his face was full of anger.

He is Qiongqi's son... Now that Qiongqi is dead, isn't he Qiongqi?

A flash passed through Zheng Nian's mind, "Are you going to kill him?"

Dang Hui nodded.

"Go." Zheng Nian waved his hand.

Dang Hui shook his head and stared at Zheng Nian.

"You want me to kill him?" Zheng Nian asked.

Dang Hui nodded, his saliva dripping on the ground.

"Why?" Zheng Nian asked with narrowed eyes.

Dang Hui was out of breath, unable to tell Zheng Nian why, he let out a low growl angrily, and went straight to the body that smelled of wine and meat.

Jiu RouXiang sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, absorbed the energy around him.

Zheng Nian knew that Weng Baikui would try his best to kill him when he became a Xuantian True Immortal, and he didn't have to do it himself, so he didn't bother to take care of it.

Daqing will not let anyone who can threaten the court exist.

A person like Jiang Xingtian who has been in the rivers and lakes for 30 years is already invincible in the realm of resemblance, but he has not been subdued by the old man. He eats radish first and doesn't worry about it, which is useless.

But when the ashes go, the situation is different.

He is not the culprit of murder, nor is he an evil spirit.

What's more, the performance just now has already shown that it has something to do with me to do this matter.

What does it matter?

Zheng Nian was puzzled.

At this moment, Jiurouxiang made a move!
His hands were entangled with a manic evil spirit, and he went straight to the ashes!

And when Dang Hui raised his head and screamed, there were tears in his eyes.

"Damn it, I forgot! Revenge for killing my father!" Zheng Nian was shocked, and he quickly shook his hands, and a dozen silver threads went straight to the fragrance of wine and meat.

(End of this chapter)