One person is the ancestor of all Dharmas

Chapter 159
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It seemed that something was split in the body, and then it began to grow and spread, and it seemed that it would soon break through the shackles and grow wildly.

Huang Sheng couldn't help looking deep into his body.

Something, it seems, is recovering there.

It was a germinated seed.

It seems that the source of the body has not made further progress for a long time, so that I have almost forgotten that this is not its end.

It seems that there are still some limitations in the origin of the body that I have comprehended, so it has grown very slowly, and even now I feel a little behind Zhang Chulan.

After all, the conditions in which it grows are not the same for all.

The seed that I planted, the fruit that grows, is bigger than everyone else. Maybe this road will really come to an end when the fruit is ripe.

But why it has grown at this time seems to have no reason, maybe there is no reason in the first place.

Under its own internal vision, it grew a flower bone.

Small and inconspicuous.

But it has a completely different meaning to me, which means that I am going to enter the next stage of practice now, and I have taken another big step away from that goal.

"Huh..." Huang Sheng opened his eyes, and found that his body had been stabbed several times, and these people seemed a little surprised that he was still able to regain his clarity.

But this still couldn't conceal their strong killing intent.

It's a pity, since you didn't grasp the last chance, you missed the last chance.

The cherry-red qi began to permeate, swallowing and completely melting everyone around, and then the body's incompleteness also quickly recovered.

With the help of both hands, it quickly recovered.

In fact, I don't want to fight a protracted war. What I should really worry about is them. As long as I give myself enough time, there is always a way to wipe out those people.

But are they still coming?
Huang Sheng looked at the rushing Taoist in front of him, but his face seemed to be a bit panicked and uneasy, but his movements were not slow at all, and he still rushed forward without hesitation.

Sure enough, something was wrong.

He doesn't want to die.

Zhao Guizhen's forehead was a little sweaty, and he fell into extreme panic.

My body seems to be a little out of control, I don't know why, I clearly don't want to get involved in the matter here, but I don't know why the idea of ​​killing the other party comes up in my heart.

This feeling is very wrong, but I can't figure out what went wrong.

But now is not the time to think about the reason, the butcher knife is about to fall on his neck.

Rumbling--

Huang Sheng stepped it into the ground with one foot, the ground cracked, a huge force poured down, and then collapsed, a pool of blood gushed out, but it didn't stain his clothes at all.

"Evil ah ah ah ah!"

Zhao Guizhen struggled to get out from the bottom, but most of his body was missing, but even so he still did not die easily.

But I have completely lost the courage to continue fighting. I just wanted to be afraid of the outside world, and the faces on my body began to surge. When I was about to die, I used Qisha to stop my wounds in time, and used Ghasts reshape their missing and damaged bodies.

However, there seemed to be some kind of change suddenly afterwards, and these evil spirits seemed to suddenly lose control, and instead of helping themselves recover, they began to gnaw on their bodies.

"Bastards, you..." Zhao Guizhen panicked, not knowing why the evil spirits on him began to bite back.

My own flesh and blood was chewed off bit by bit, but I couldn't even resist, I could only let the pain spread, and then invaded my whole body, this kind of pain made me almost suffocate.

Then he saw the person opposite, looking at him silently.

Black Qi surrounded his body.

Detaining spirits.

Huang Sheng smiled at him and flicked his fingers lightly.

The black qi swallowed him up, and the whole person was reduced to nothing, leaving no bones left.

The crowd around saw such horrifying scenes in time and kept coming, and they didn't know where they picked up the courage.

And Huang Sheng himself also rediscovered that the inexplicable sense of fatigue began to affect him again, and the faces of the people around him began to gather together again, and those familiar faces appeared in front of his eyes again.

However, this time their ravings seemed a little different.

"Die!" "Die..." "Go to hell."

"Why aren't you dead yet?"

Chaotic voices poured into his mind, and those enemies began to think that he had launched an attack again, Huang Sheng felt that he seemed to have returned to his previous rhythm.

The mechanical hand raised and lowered the knife, as if it had become a ruthless killing machine.

Not sure what exactly went wrong.

It seems that I forgot something, ignored something.

This feeling is getting stronger and stronger, is someone able to modify their own memory?
It shouldn't be, no one should be able to have such an ability.

Huang Sheng mechanically dealt with wave after wave of enemies who launched a fierce offensive against him, but then discovered something new, ordinary people had appeared among them.

I don't know when, even ordinary people joined the battlefield.

This is a very wrong thing.

Sure enough, someone was controlling them.

Huang Sheng raised his head and looked around, but his vision was blocked by these guys in front of him, as well as those mortal guys. Although he tried his best to ignore them, he still couldn't really ignore them.

"Get out!" Huang Sheng yelled angrily, but then his heart skipped a beat.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Including those hallucinations, they suddenly stopped talking in their ears.

The expression on his face seemed to be a little surprised, a little pleasantly surprised.

"He saw us!"

"Hahaha!" "Hehehe!" "Hehehe!"

All kinds of strange laughter began to echo in my ears, which was creepy, and many scars began to appear on my body inexplicably, but I couldn't feel the pain.

The enemy still exists, but I can't perceive it anymore.

This situation is not good.

have to find a way...

"Perhaps, that's a good option..." Huang Sheng suddenly noticed something, and noticed a memory in his consciousness.

That is a special scripture.

Now that I can no longer cast the innate curse, it will only make the situation worse. After all, all this is thanks to it, but it doesn't mean that I can't do anything.

Huang Sheng took a deep breath, trying to regain his composure, then silently closed his eyes, and sang, "Namo Moluo Tianzi..."

(End of this chapter)