One person is the ancestor of all Dharmas

Chapter 149

"The people in Biyou Village are not real. They are going to use this thing to kill us, so we don't have to be polite, do we?" Wang Zhenqiu threw the bomb aside, it was already a waste product and had no effect at all.

Xiao Zizai pushed up his glasses and smiled.

Then he covered his face and stopped smiling.

The clarinet was silent for a while, and then replied, "Don't worry, it won't be too late to start after Zhang Chulan comes back. What's going on outside now?"

"It seems that there is internal strife." Lao Meng climbed on the window, frowning slightly, and the situation outside seemed to be a little chaotic.

With that guy there, and at the same time, there are many so-called lower roots in Biyou Village. The bomb just now was indeed detonated, but they didn't expect that there was a bomb disposal expert, Clarinet, on their side.

The people in Biyou Village have already attacked us, which means that the fuse has been ignited. I thought there would be a follow-up formal attack, but I didn't expect that the other party would have internal strife at this time.

Huang Sheng pinched the neck of the lower organ, struggling in pain, almost suffocating.

As soon as he made a move, Qu Tong's consciousness escaped.

It seems that she has learned to be smart after suffering a loss last time, and this time the reaction is fast enough, which means that what she is holding in her hand is just a leftover toy.

All the people in the ambush in Biyou Village ran out from hiding, looking at Huang Sheng and the dying companion in his hand with vigilance.

In their eyes, that is their companion.

"What a waste, this made Qu Tong escape."

"You are so strong, it's really useless to be played around by that woman."

"Kill him, I want to see blood flow into rivers, kill all the people in Biyou Village, and kill all the temporary workers, why is Zhang Chulan not dead yet?"

"Huang Sheng, what are you doing, kill him, you should be lawless, that's the one..."

With a cold face, Huang Sheng looked at the people around him. They all had the same appearance as him, but there were old and young, gentle young people, and potbellied middle-aged people.

Their eyes were fixed on him, their words poured into his mind, and countless emotions were hooked in his heart.

But these people, these voices, only you can see and hear them.

Zhang Chulan is also looking at himself, but he only has himself in his eyes, and there are no countless selves around him, but they are not his illusions, they are real.

Innate curse, innate curse...

So it turned out that I had taken it lightly, it was not without side effects, it just appeared later and it was very hidden.

I am too dependent on this technique, which leads to using it too many times.

Now, the backlash is here.

The innate method of asking the gods to use the mortal body to induce the gods to descend, so the body cannot bear it, causing inevitable damage. Its side effects will appear immediately after the gods are lifted.

However, the congenital magic spell, since I realized this spell, I have never noticed its side effects, and even ignored it, as if it should be taken for granted that it is harmless.

Under this thought, I began to use this technique frequently.

Looking back now, it was because I had been trapped and couldn't extricate myself.

Realizing this now seems to be too late.

Once they appear, they will never disappear again. These selves who look like me are affecting my emotions, making me unable to think calmly, and subconsciously want to obey more of the voice.

Kill, kill, kill!

As long as everyone is killed, there is no problem to be solved. Come and kill one by yourself, and everyone will kill everyone by yourself.

Zhang Chulan took two steps back subconsciously, and noticed that the other party's mood seemed to suddenly become a little unstable, and his qi began to become disordered.

"Kill, let's all die, starting with you..." Huang Sheng raised the person in his hand, and the little blue hand began to be pulled out of his body continuously, and then poured into the other person's body.

And the young man's eyes only had a look of horror, and the fear in his eyes couldn't be concealed, and he felt that there seemed to be an abyss mouth opened by himself in front of him.

But he no longer had the ability to escape, and he didn't even have the thought of resisting. He was too close to him, and in the face of such a huge gap in strength, he was left with nothing but despair.

This is a monster, a monster.

click-

The blue brilliance swallowed the opponent whole, and the atmosphere became full of gunpowder for a moment. Everyone in Biyou Village transferred their swords from the temporary workers to Huang Sheng.

……

"Huh..." Qu Tong let out a long breath, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, it seemed that he could still do it.

So was the guy.

No matter how strong the opponent is, as long as he can't find him, he can't do anything to him.

Qu Tong raised his head, and didn't relax his vigilance just because his plan was successful. There was still a little bit of tail to deal with. There was a man standing in front of him. His eyes were cold, like a walking dead.

"go to hell."

"Yes." The man nodded, and then he shattered his heart veins with a palm, without any hesitation in his strike, and then the whole person went down like that.

Qu Tong watched his companions die like this, and he didn't change his mood at all. After all, these people are just toys to him, and they can be thrown away since they are used up.

But Ma Xianhong is different, he still needs to forge that furnace for self-cultivation, before he can do that, he can't be snatched away by others, no one else.

The tool in front of him is a re-designated method after learning the lesson from last time, and rebuilt a bridge for his own consciousness. After all, the guy opposite still has the same means as both hands.

Moreover, his control over the spiritual level was not even as good as his, which created a very dangerous situation.

If you communicate directly with your own consciousness, if you don't escape, it is likely to be directly affected by the main body. Last time, you only succeeded by being caught off guard. This time, you can't take this chance.

So I chose a person as the central medium to transmit consciousness for myself to facilitate my short tail escape. Although the other party has no chance to chase after this situation, it is better for this guy to die.

Suddenly, Qu Tong frowned slightly, and realized that someone had entered his room at this time, and the other party's expression was very relaxed, as if there was nothing to report.

Then such a situation is very abnormal.

It was Chai Yan who appeared in front of him.

"Chai Yan, what's the matter with you?" Qu Tong frowned slightly, his displeasure had already shown on his face, and he wanted to push him back directly.

But the other party was still unmoved.

A distorted smile appeared on Chai Yan's face, and then he looked at the other party, still smiling, "Qu Tong, I told you that you can't escape."

(End of this chapter)