After I worshipped Bodhi, I was invincible

Chapter 45 What is the Right Way
Ao Qing had no fear on her face, and her dark green animal pupils stared at Xuanshi coldly.

The blood oozing out of the scales slowly slid down and dripped on the iron bow and arrow, which seemed a little shocking.

"Want to kill me?" Ao Qing said in a low voice.

There was also a hint of blood in her eyes, she raised her hand and hung the bow on her shoulder, and took out the fire pocket from the cloth bag. Before Xuanshi could say anything, Ao Qing lit the explosives and threw it in the direction of Xuanshi .

This set of movements was done very quickly, and Xuanshi hardly had a chance to react.

Between life and death, any indecision may lead to death!

After the explosives were burned and thrown, Ao Qing endured the severe pain and ran straight to the coast.

The sundial makes the moon, and the cold light pours out.

Xuan Shi saw a cloth bag thrown in front of him, he caught the cloth bag casually, weighed it lightly a few times, and mocked: "Throwing a broken bag over and trying to escape? You really can't control yourself!"

The other famous person beside him, Xiu, felt uneasy, and asked in puzzlement, "Brother Xuan, why is there still a flash of fire in this cloth bag?"

Xuanshi didn't take it seriously, threw the explosives casually, pointed at Ao Qing and said, "Kill her!"

With a scimitar in his hand and fierce eyes, Xuanshi charged forward first, while the other two Xiu followed closely behind.

But in an instant, there was a huge explosion sound, and the Minghun Island exploded!

Before everyone had time to run away, they saw a burst of fire and white light behind them, and their bodies seemed to be torn apart by thousands of blades.

The two people at the back repaired their bodies, and their skin and flesh disintegrated in the fire waves, leaving only a skeleton with rotten flesh. In the firelight, the two white bones shook a few times and fell down on the scorched sand. .

Xuanshi felt the scorching heat hit his face behind him, and a large cloud of dust was blown into the air.

Years of experience in the battlefield made Xuanshi's reaction speed very fast. He immediately took out the shield from the mustard seed. The special shield blocked most of the fire, but it was still too late.

All of a sudden, he felt as if his whole body was being sucked into hot oil, the flesh and flesh were split apart, and the pain was unbearable.

Fire Control!
Xuanshi was shocked, these three words appeared in his mind.

Low-level spells are not enough evidence, but the spiritual power here has been sealed, even low-level spells can kill people!

But how is this possible?

Without any chance to think, he was thrown a distance of two feet by the aftermath.

After the body was pushed out by the external force, Xuanshi fell directly into the jungle.

Half of the body had been severely burned, and there was even a big hole in the left side of the face, with bones and tendons showing faintly, and blackened clothing stuck to the burnt wound.

Severe pain swept through his whole body, Xuanshi's eyes turned white for a while, and it was difficult to maintain even basic perception.

This kind of pain is like skin peeling, which makes people extremely collapsed.

How is it possible, how is it possible?

Xuanshi's fingers trembled, and a puddle of black blood coughed up from his mouth. Not long after, he completely fell into a coma.

——"Plop!"

Ao Qing jumped forward and jumped into the sea of ​​innocence.

The ice-cold sea water wrapped around her body, and slowly caressed her skin gently, wisps of fresh blood smeared, and the burning pain on Ao Qing's body was relieved.

She was worried that someone would be tricked by the shore, so she didn't dare to stay too long at the beach.

Looking at the surrounding scene in the sea, after confirming that there was no difference, Ao Qing swam a certain distance towards the bottom of the sea.

This Wuwang Sea is very quiet, there are no fish or vegetation, only strange rocks and strange reefs, and fragmented deep trenches.

When swimming, Ao Qing was still followed by a stream of blood.

Fresh blood was leaking from the cracked skin, and a faint smell of blood lingered around.

But in the sea, the white mist with strong erosion has disappeared, and the wounds on the body are also recovering rapidly visible to the naked eye.

In the ancient prehistoric times, the dragon clan relied on their powerful physical bodies to fight against unicorns and phoenixes.

It's just that the reproductive ability of the dragon race is weak, and it is difficult to preserve pure blood. Most of the descendants with impure blood have mediocre talents.

But with the passage of time, the dragon clan killed too much, and the karma was entangled, and the luck of heaven was weakened and disappeared.

The way of heaven is eternal, and luck changes.

Whether it's the Blue Star in Ao Qing's previous life, or the current Journey to the West, there is no reason for the ten thousand races in this world to remain unchanged.

Leaning on the reef, Ao Qing recalled some memories in his mind.

The more contact with this world, the more thorough the fusion of memories. Almost for a moment, Ao Qing suspected that Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, that the butterfly was not Zhuang Zhou, but Zhuang Zhou was a butterfly.

But the reason for all this is not important, for Ao Qing, the precious thing is always only in front of her eyes.

Although the explosives saved a life, but the poisonous smoke has not dissipated, the catastrophe is difficult to solve.

Looking at the abyss in front of him, Ao Qing's jade-like scales glowed warmly and coldly in the sea water, and water rippled around his limbs and body.

Being in Wuwanghai, she suddenly felt a slight change in the energy channels around her body.

This change is not strong, but after the injury, the skin becomes more sensitive to stimuli, and can capture elements that were previously difficult to detect.

All things turn into spirits, and they are born when they encounter water.

Birds will soar into the sky, human beings will think about transformation, the five elements of yin and yang are endless, and the four seasons rotate from spring to autumn.

What you can see with your eyes is the vast sea of ​​innocence. There is an array here, but the array cannot change the laws of nature, nor can it change its own characteristics and talents.

Ao Qing stood on the reef, she closed her eyes and sensed the breath of sea water, she seemed to understand in a trance.

When she opened her eyes again, Ao Qing swam along the direction of the sea water flow. After several attempts, the water waves also spun into turbulent eddies.

There is no spiritual power in the vortex, it just relies on instinct to follow the water and change with the help of water.

As the perception became clearer, the waves Ao Qing set off became bigger and bigger, and even when the sea water was churning, a sinking dark cloud gathered in the sky!

……

In Minghun Island, a group of cultivators were holding swords and weapons.

The sword is against other non-human monks.

Those who were not human were all festered and bleeding, and fell into the white smoke and wailed endlessly.

Renxiu, who was holding a fairy sword, looked down at a mouse monster. He swung the fairy sword and chopped the mouse monster in half.

The rat demon's body festered, and blood flowed all over the floor.

Driven by a strong desire to survive, the rat demon dragged its half mangled body for a few feet, and finally died amid Renxiu's onlookers talking and laughing.

In addition to the seriously injured non-human monk, there were also several others with minor injuries.

Most of the non-human monks who can still move are enduring severe pain and fighting with human cultivators, relying on their physical advantages to survive.

In a short while, the mountains and forests were full of stumps and broken arms.

At this moment, in the south of Minghun Island.

Four people cultivate together to surround the tree monster in the forest.

The tree repairman held a spear in his hand, his body was covered with blue juice, and several of his rough fingers were broken.

"Everyone is a cultivator, why bother to force each other? Although I am a tree goblin, I have never killed anyone. What's more, I have already ascended to the immortal way, and now I am also the Taoist boy of Luoyang Shenjun in the Heavenly Court Heraldry Hall."

She glared at Renxiu in front of her, her voice choked up: "But you are going to kill, this behavior is no different from the crooked ways of evil spirits!"

A man shaves his face without changing his expression, so he should say, "A monster is a monster, so what if you become a fairy?"

Shuxiu was trembling all over, the rough bark had cracked and fallen off under the erosion of the poisonous smoke, and even the leaves quickly withered and turned into ashes all over the place.

"You wait for the right way!"

Shuxiu waved the spear in his hand, endured the burning pain, and ran towards other directions.

Seeing Shuxiu running away, the four Renxiu followed closely behind.

But Xiu, who was chasing Shuxiu, didn't notice that there was a girl curled up behind the bushes with wheat awns growing out of her skin. The girl's festering fingers tightly covered her mouth, and tears flowed all over her face as if she had opened a gate.

(End of this chapter)