After I worshipped Bodhi, I was invincible

Chapter 19
Ao Qing looked at the girl coldly, and the illustrated book came to mind: Corpse demon cultivator, middle-level earth immortal, with a special technique "Human Skin Puppet Art".

Clenching the hilt of the sword with her fingers, Ao Qing's spiritual power magically appeared, and she was about to strike first.

Scanning the surrounding environment with his eyes, he saw a man with a weak crown lying beside the girl. The man's face was terrified, but he couldn't speak or move. Face.

Still alive?

Ao Qing's expression changed, she withdrew the aura condensed between her fingers, and her thoughts turned rapidly.

The middle-level earth immortal is not weak, if you want to kill with one blow, you will inevitably hurt innocent people, and the living people are too close to the evil spirits, so they can't use the enchantment.

Ao Qing frowned, thinking she had a way to try.

Under the amulet of the Great Dao, the fairy sword in Ao Qing's hand is like a piece of scrap iron. There is martial arts in the human world, so it is not difficult to raise your hand and smash the door.

Ao Qing's current appearance is indeed not like a fairy but a martial artist.

Her eyes deliberately scanned the paper figurines and puppets in the room, the expression on her face changed in due course, a sudden fear appeared, and her body involuntarily took a step back.

The girl in the thatched hut stood up, wiped the eyeballs in her hand, and stuffed them into her pocket.

"Sister, don't be afraid. The puppets in the house are very cute. They are my toys. My sister just couldn't wait to enter the door, so she also wants to be my toy?"

The girl's face was still splattered with blood, her watery eyes looked at Ao Qing, and she exclaimed happily.

"My sister's skin is so beautiful, it must be a good thing to use to sew a new puppet."

Seeing that the person in front of her didn't have a trace of aura all over her body, and there was fear on her face, the girl let go of her guard a little, and walked out of the hut with a smile on her face.

"Jingle Bell……"

The bells on the girl's ankles swayed slightly, and the light red skirt fluttered in the night wind.

Suddenly, a white shadow leaped past the girl.

She hadn't seen what was in front of her eyes, and when she turned around, there was nothing wrong with the puppet, but the blood-stained living person in the room had disappeared.

What about people?

The girl opened her eyes wide, and from the corner of her eye not far away, she saw that the man who had gouged out her eyes before had fallen beside Ao Qing.

Ao Qing smiled, squeezed the Jue, and a barrier covered the man's body.

The enchantment cut off the bloodshot of the manipulator, and the man's stiff body returned to normal. His limbs shook, and then he covered the side face with his eyeball gouged out, crying out in pain.

The girl's round eyes were puzzled, and she asked in a childish voice: "You are a mortal, why do mortals know magic?"

"You even snatched my toys, you actually..."

- Pfft!
Before she finished speaking, a sword light cut across the girl's body, and she felt a chill in her shoulders and chest. The next second, the upper half of the girl's body slid a little along the cut surface.

The sword energy directly cut the girl in half, from the left shoulder to the right waist, and thick blood flowed out slowly.

In the next second, half of his body hit the ground with a plop!

The legs and left arm that stood on the spot froze for a few seconds, and then staggered and fell down.

Looking at the girl's body, a strange color appeared on Ao Qing's calm and indifferent face. Except for the skeleton, the girl's body didn't have any internal organs, and even the flesh and blood were pitifully scarce.

Instead, there are layers of white paper, with blood vessels and skeletons stuck to the paper, like bloody spider webs.

This little girl actually made herself into a paper doll?

It's a wolf.

Ao Qing expressed her admiration and emotion from the bottom of her heart.

The girl's mutilated body wobbled and sat up. She touched the bloody incision, her voice hung into a thin thread, and she shouted shrill and long.

"My body! My perfect body, you ruined my perfect body!"

"More than that." Ao Qing held the fairy sword in her hand, and her pale green gauze skirt fluttered in the wind: "I'm going to kill you today!"

Suddenly, Ao Qing turned the hilt of his sword, and white light swept across.

Bang!
This time, Jian Guang didn't chop on the girl's mutilated body, but on the two puppets.

They were two puppets, a man and a woman. The man was full of flesh, wearing armor and holding a big knife;

"Sister, you pissed me off, I'm going to use my toys to chop your body into pieces!"

The thin child's voice echoed around, a bloody silk thread pulled the puppet's body, the two puppets showed smiling faces, and the weapons in their hands rang loudly.

Ao Qing's index finger slid across the sword body, a sword formula was injected instantly, and the light blue runes lingered around the fairy sword.

"Cut!" Ao Qing shouted.

Several streaks of glare slashed at the adult-height paper figurine, and the smiling paper figurine tried to block the blow, but when the sword light touched its body, it was like a faint blue flame ignited.

The burning sensation spread all over the body, and the tall body suddenly fell to the ground, turning into a piece of fly ash.

The ashes floated to the girl's fingertips along the night wind. Her white fingers wiped away the fly ash, and the smile on her face disappeared, replaced by extreme anger.

"How could it be? How could they die! It's all something I made carefully, impossible, impossible, I must kill you, kill you!"

Two lines of blood and tears fell from the girl's eyes.

The blood stained the thread red, and there was a strong resentment on the blood thread controlling the puppet.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The girl screamed, and all the puppets in the room stood up, and this time there were nearly twenty puppets, men and women, old and young, dressed in red, orange, yellow, and green, with different smiling, crying, and angry faces.

Clang clang.

A group of puppets surrounded Ao Qing, and the puppets made of human skin wielded swords and whips and slashed at Ao Qing frantically, but this time, it was obviously more secretive and faster than before.

Seeing that the dart and the poisonous arrow were about to pierce Ao Qing's cheek, her body bent into an unbelievable angle.

The darts and poisonous arrows swept close to the cheeks, and quickly shot into the distance, plunging into the tree trunk and the ground with a few slaps.

Ao Qing jumped up and flew into the air.

so much?She looked down at the puppet.

Under the control of the blood thread, the puppet climbed up the clouds, and the facial features drawn with pen and ink actually moved, and all turned into glaring and cold eyes.

"I want you to die!"

The girl yelled, and pulled her fingers vigorously, a dozen puppets jumped up high, vowing to tear her to shreds.

Ao Qing walked against the wind, several times faster than the puppet, she stood on the cloud, her fingers made seals, and a light blue magic circle spread towards the sky.

Lightning!

Rumble!
A few bolts of lightning struck down from the clouds, Ao Qing flicked his wrist, and threw the fairy sword into the air, making formulas with both hands, and silently recited the mantra in his heart.

Suddenly, lightning from the sky shot into the blade, shining like a tongue of fire.

With a wave of Ao Qing's finger, the fairy sword in the air turned into several white lights, and quickly slashed towards the puppet.

"Crash!"

The lightning flashed back and forth between the puppets, and the arms and skulls made of human skin paper flew around. In a short while, nearly twenty puppets festered and dissipated, turning into wreckage all over the place.

The girl looked at the flying ashes all over the ground, and big drops of blood and tears rolled down her face.

However, the electric light transformed by the fairy sword has not stopped, and it is turning around and covering the girl's body.

The lightning was like a sharp knife, cutting towards the girl up, down, left, and right. The girl's body froze, and she was cut into several pieces in the blink of an eye.

"Crackling!"

The remnant body mixed with paper and flesh fell to the ground, half of his pale face rolled on the side of the grass, and his blood-red eyes stared straight at Ao Qing, full of unwillingness and resentment.

However, the next moment, the faint blue fire blazed up, and the residue and debris were instantly burned up.

(End of this chapter)