Summon the Big Boss

Chapter 536
No matter how weird the fight between the Shame of the Heavenly Demon and the Buddhist scum is, it is already unreasonable.

But it still can't obliterate the danger of their confrontation at this moment, and the huge impact brought by the radiation of power.

The collision of two powerful and opposing forces tore apart the space layer by layer, and shattered all the images visible to the naked eye into nothingness.

In the same space, the air is squeezed, crushed, kneaded, spread back and forth... and finally disintegrated completely, forming a vacuum.

Whether it's flames, strong winds, or the rules of the wood system that should be abundant in this secret realm, they are all repelled at this time, and there is hardly any room for survival.

Meng Xinghe pre-empted the attack, holding a false hand with one hand, and in the palm of his hand, there was already a transparent and crystal knife hovering.

This is what he manifested after condensing part of Meng Han Dao Qi in his palm.

The strange thing is that this is just a small knife condensed by knife energy, but it is like a magic weapon, not only full of spirituality, but also has a real entity.

With great effort, Meng Xinghe threw the knife in his hand and flew towards Xumi.

With a flash of the knife, a red mark appeared on Monk Xumi's brow.

In his eyes, the originally pervasive darkness was receding like a tide, and the bloody and killing intent quietly dissipated.

Even the demon god behind him roared unwillingly, but after staring at Meng Xinghe, his huge figure dissipated.

Meng Xinghe took a deep breath.

Although I feel a little pity in my heart, but... now Xumi is in the way, it's too troublesome... I'd rather kill it happily.

However, Meng Xinghe's pity and joy did not last long.

In an instant, the figure of Monk Xumi, who had been stabbed between the eyebrows, disappeared like a bubble.

The monk in white robes reappeared in another place, and looked at him with a pale face.

"how is this possible!"

"The knife energy emitted by the Menghan knife is not ordinary knife energy. It spans time and space and cuts off the past and the future. There is a certain ability of recourse. Even with the technique of substitute and death, it is impossible for Monk Xumi to escape."

"Why is he still alive?" Meng Xinghe was really shocked now.

The astonishment he received at this time even surpassed that of Sumeru summoning the magic form of the demon god before.

"Everything is like dew and electricity, like dream bubbles. Monk Xumi not only deviated from Buddhism, but mastered the extremely powerful way of heavenly demons. At the same time, he has also reached a certain level in the practice of Buddhist magic. He should be his own Some relics are hidden and left in the imprint of the true spirit, so the real body is like a dream, and death is like a dream disappearing, and the dream remains in the body after waking up."

"I just cut through one of his relics before..." Afterwards, Meng Xinghe came to a realization again under the guidance of his body.

Then he wanted to condense a saber energy in the palm of his hand.

But I felt a tearing pain in my palm, as if something was about to break out of my body forcefully, burst out, it was out of control, and I couldn't bear it at all.

"No! I can't use it anymore. I can't control the Menghan knife as I want. If it is the main body... I can use the powerful cultivation and the power of the soul to suppress it. And I'm just a clone , Insufficient ability...in a short period of time, I can't use it many times." Meng Xinghe thought, but at the same time dispersed the phantom image of Ksitigarbha behind him.

It is a temporary helpless move to use the Buddhist method to fight against the magic god.

If it is excessively urged, and it really attracts the attention of that Buddhist power, it will be a fire.

"Do you have any other means?" Meng Xinghe looked at Xu Mi and asked.

Xu Mi clasped his hands together, and looked at Meng Xinghe with lowered eyebrows, as if he was not the one who had directly fallen into a demon before and summoned the magic form of the demon god.

"The poor monk has already tried his best. If the benefactor strikes again, the poor monk has no choice but to bow his head and admit defeat and pay with his life." There was a smile on Xumi's face, and there seemed to be a sense of relief in that smile, even expect.

After seeing it, Meng Xinghe said instead: "It's a pity... I can only use this kind of knife once. It's very difficult to use it a second time in a short time."

"Although you and I are officially fighting for the first time, we know each other very well."

"Even always regard the other party as an imaginary enemy."

"I'm just a clone, but you are the main body... In such a situation, if you can only fight against me, it seems a bit unreasonable."

The aura on Monk Xumi's body gradually stabilized, becoming more subdued and soft.

"You are right...you are just a clone. Before I find you, it will be difficult for me to really kill you...it seems that my mission cannot be completed. Then...the poor monk still wants to ask you In a word, do you really not want Immortal Emperor Taihao to be resurrected?" Monk Xumi asked.

Obviously Monk Sumi also reacted.

It is meaningless to beat Meng Xinghe to death like this at this time.

Now that the Menghan Knife has been pulled out, it must be Lin Xi, not Meng Xinghe, who really holds the Menghan Knife.

Meng Xinghe is just a clone, and killing such a clone with great effort can only be regarded as completing the task in deceit, and it is of no benefit to the final result he wants.

"You may not believe me, but I still want to tell you... In fact, the answer you want, you can't see on this road in front of you. Some things... From the beginning, it is destined to be different from what you expected. "Meng Xinghe shut his mouth.

Because Meng Handao began to stir in his body again.

This seemed to be a warning, telling him not to talk nonsense, let alone reveal some truth.

Meng Xinghe's words came to an abrupt end here.

Even though Monk Xumi was intelligent, he was not a roundworm in Meng Xinghe's stomach. Without the necessary information for reference, he couldn't draw correct conclusions at all.

No matter what he thought in his heart, he could only retreat temporarily.

"You know, I'm not giving up on that."

"And if you insist on cutting this knife, then I will definitely do my best to stop you."

"We have fought in secret many times, this time... I will definitely win." After finishing speaking, Monk Xumi turned and left.

He seems to have some other confidence.

Meng Xinghe didn't know what his confidence was, but he would never take it seriously.

"Have you ever thought about...taking Qingxiao Realm and taking it as your own... is also a way out." Meng Xinghe shouted to Monk Xumi's back.

Monk Xumi didn't look back.

Monk Xumi left.

Meng Xinghe tore through the last weak point of the secret realm, holding a fragment that looked like a fifth of a wooden sign in his hand.

Abundant life aura surged on the fragments of the wooden sign, and through it, some wood elements and life rules could be seen faintly.

Good harvest!

It's just that the fight with Xumi seemed to be meaningless?
　Dry eyes, feeling like I'm going blind!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)