An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing.

Chapter 139 The head is God, but it is unknown if the head is removed (please subscribe)
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Although he has already seen through the reality of the other party, he should be cautious.

Facing the vision-like beam of light that seemed to destroy the world, Zhang Ke chose to collide with it with the hardest thing on his body—the divine seal.

"Boom!"

In the next moment, a violent explosion exploded in front of him.

A hurricane disturbed the dust in the air, and also turned the Turkic cavalry on the ground upside down.

As for Zhang Ke, relying on his mountain-like body, he stabilized his figure after taking a few steps back.

Then he grabbed the Buddha who was hanging by the fairy rope.

I saw a flash of light in his palm,
Immediately afterwards, the fairy rope bound to the Buddha's body began to tighten gradually, accompanied by a rattling sound.

The Buddha's whole body was strangled into fist-sized squares, and the tying rope continued to shrink.

Unreconciled Buddha tried to struggle, but the more he moved, the tighter the tying rope became, until his entire face was flushed red and his body became like a bowed prawn.

Zhang Ke could feel the anger of the Buddha in the distance.

After all, the avatar that came was being held in Zhang Ke's hands and played with it wantonly. It was no different from his being captured. The most important thing was that he was being ravaged in public.

At the moment, I don't know how many people are hiding in secret, ready to witness the result of the Western Turkic and Tang Dynasty's rivalry.

Is it the complete decline of the Turks who have ruled the roost for hundreds of years? Or the new Tang Dynasty, a sharp sword was broken here.

But at this time, his incarnation was so humiliated by the Great Tang God.

Thinking that in the future, because of this matter, it might be compiled into a story and circulated in the middle land, it feels uncomfortable.

Uncle can bear it, but aunt can't bear it.

Even if the Buddha has already felt the gaze from Dunhuang, and the figure that is quickly crossing the Protectorate's Mansion to and from this place.

But the Buddha was not prepared to endure it any longer.

Today, it has to die with this cub!
So, the Buddha flew over directly from the sky, and at the same time took off the light wheel on the back of his head, and threw it directly at Zhang Ke.

A simple light wheel without any gorgeous sound and light effects.

But it made Zhang Ke feel like falling into an ice cave, and the hairs all over his body suddenly exploded.

While clenching his fist to kill the Buddha projection in his hand, he directly integrated the divine seal into his body, allowing authority to fill his body transformed by supernatural powers.

Driven by Zhang Ke's true spirit and filled with authority, the supernatural power of Ruyi, big and small, faintly shows signs of distortion.

I saw Zhang Ke's body, which was already three hundred feet tall, jumped up again, and the yellow, blue, and black lights intertwined and shining on his body gradually mixed together, turning into a simple and simple color.

The clothes on the surface of the body were torn, and the bulging muscles on the body were even clinging to the ground, condensing into a giant python.

What changed even more was Zhang Ke's head, with wildly long hair, dragon scales on his face, and his eyes turned into cold vertical pupils early on. At the same time, there was a tiny red mark on his neck.

As the mountains and rivers that are closely related to Zhang Ke, at this moment, they also become turbulent with the changes in him.

For a moment, even the mountains and rivers and lands with half of the Anxi Protectorate's Mansion took on a savage atmosphere
The changes in Zhang Ke's body are still not complete, but the light wheel thrown by the Buddha is close in front of him, and the remaining time can no longer support him to continue to use his current body to simulate and deduce his own blood—so be it.

He stretched out his hands and directly grabbed the light wheel, but the moment he touched it, there was a rush of blood, and the blood melted into the ground as soon as it hit the ground, followed by green trees, flowers and grass from under his feet, this barren land Out of the ground.

But Zhang Ke didn't care about the changes under his feet. His eyes were fixed on the hands holding the light wheel. The wound on the palm was deep enough to see the bone, and the light wheel was inserted into his metacarpal bone.

Although there was a tearing pain from his hands, it was fine if they were not broken.

He backhanded the light wheel out of the metacarpal bone, and then punched the struggling light wheel several times, causing cracks on its surface, and Zhang Ke was able to hold this thing quietly in his hand.

Looking up again, before the smirk appeared on his face, Zhang Ke had already soared into the air and flew towards the Buddha.

Namani-Buddha felt the drastic changes that happened to Zhang Ke and slowed down his progress, and when he saw the other party waving his light wheel and rushing towards him, he looked even more weird.

For the second time, it showed an obvious expression on its ancient and calm face.

It's really a bit difficult to get off now - I thought it didn't matter if I could kill it with a slash with the light wheel, anyway, I would meet the one from Dunhuang in the end, be repelled by him, and all the face lost before would be regained.

But... who can tell, what is this thing in front of it!
The power of growth is still second, the key is that this aura is more bluffing than its spells, just looking at it makes one feel frightened.

But the next moment the Buddha regained his clarity.

What to do with so many thoughts, it came here to save face, of course, it would be more cost-effective if it could break the Tang Dynasty's sharp sword, and the Western Regions could delay Datang for decades.

The brilliance of a gentleman will decline in three generations and be cut off in five generations.

And today's Emperor Tang happens to be the third generation.

After waiting for decades, this generation of Emperor Tang will be able to survive. It is not yet known whether the next generation will have the ambitions of today.

With emotion in his heart, the Buddha's hands were not slow. While calling the wheel of light to restrain Zhang Ke, the palm of his outstretched hand was full of light, and it seemed that worlds were being shattered one after another.

"Boom!"

Violent roars exploded continuously in the air.

The sea of ​​clouds collapsed, the sky was torn apart, and the icy wind blew in along the cracks, stirring up storms in the air.

The ground below is even more dilapidated, with potholes and depressions resembling footprints and pg marks everywhere, and bottomless cracks run directly through the ground, leaving many scars on the veins of this place.

Somewhere, some wild gods and the evil gods of Western Turks were looking at their bodies with tears streaming down their faces, and they were muttering: "No disaster, no disaster!"

And the pure and holy Buddha, who was sitting on the lotus platform, now looks very embarrassed.

The red and white staggered robe on his body was dirty, with handprints and torn marks everywhere, especially in the abdominal cavity where there was a huge penetrating gap that was oozing blood.

Through the wound, groups of internal organs condensed by light can be vaguely seen.

However, the abdominal cavity that should have been neatly arranged is now missing a waist.

Feeling the emptiness in his body, this made the Buddha's expression very ugly. He is a majestic Mingjiao, and was taken out of his pocket by an unknown little god. This kind of thing is really shameful!
Even if he took off the opponent's head, he still felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

The Buddha was about to destroy the head in his hand, together with the intercepted true spirit in the head, so as to save some face. Below, on the ground, the dead body burst out again. vitality.

It just lowered its head, looked down, then turned to look at the head in its hand, and was stunned.

Not only it, but all the eyes that were secretly watching the Buddha's joke were also a little numb at the moment.

I saw the headless corpse touching the bleeding neck, and the blood from the wound turned from red to black.

As the color of the blood changed, the aura on his body also changed drastically. An ominous and hateful aura soared into the sky, causing the Buddha in the sky to become unstable and almost fell off.

But at this moment, the transformation of the corpse has not stopped, the chest turned into eyes, the navel turned into a mouth, and then a roar, the whole world suddenly shook.

"Why, how could this be so? How is this possible!" Buddha barely stabilized his figure, looked at the head in his hand that was glaring at him, and then looked at the divine seal on the ground that had stood up and roared. He suddenly felt his own His head is itchy: "I can understand the death and resurrection, but if you cut your head and live again. How can there be such an evil spell in the world!"

"Is it because he is special, or the gods in the entire Tang Dynasty know this technique." In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts emerged and dissipated in the Buddha's heart, but at the same time, a sense of crisis suddenly greeted his heart, scaring him. It hastily pulled the light wheel at the back of its head.

On the opposite side of the light wheel, a fist like a small hill smashed directly on the light wheel with a strong ominous air, and the ominous breath penetrated into the light wheel along the newly added crack.

In the next moment, accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, the light wheel that had been painstakingly condensed suddenly shattered.

"Crack!"

Along with the halo, Buddha's breastbone shattered.

Its bright and benevolent power is weak in the face of this brutal violence, not to mention the strong ominous aura exuding from this monster. But no god is willing to touch this thing, even in the netherworld/hell All the demons and evil spirits will stay away from this ominous atmosphere as much as possible.

Because, the unknown has always been associated with disasters - just like now, this monster who has been decapitated and is still getting braver as he fights.

Although my heart aches for my broken halo,
But in comparison, the monster in front of him was even more frightening.

Only after close contact did it understand that the god in front of him was not alive, but turned into a disaster after death.

Moreover, this monster can no longer be dealt with by itself.

Those bastards in the dark were purely watching a show for fun.

Under the multiple blows, the Buddha lost his mind to continue entanglement, and wanted to turn around and run away.

It forcibly pushed away Zhang Ke, who was entangled endlessly. For this reason, another blood hole was added on the other side of the waist, and the only remaining waist in the abdominal cavity was also taken away.

The Buddha had no choice but to endure the pain, and threw the head far away in his hand. At the moment when Zhang Ke's fierce light was attracted, it turned into a ball of light and was about to escape.

Unfortunately, it is too urgent.

In a hurry, there was chaos.

Forgot about the Tang side, the beheaded Zhang Ke was not the only one present, otherwise, wouldn't those dark eyes really be able to watch the fun in peace?

The moment the Buddha turned around, a slightly illusory figure appeared behind it, and the long sword that had already been unsheathed in his hand was passed forward, and the blade of the sword instantly sank into the Buddha's body.

Immediately afterwards, stored in the sword body, a massive mass of killing energy burst out instantly, tearing the Buddha's body apart.

Annihilation in all directions from body to true spirit.

Seeing the disappearance of the Mani Buddha of the Ming Sect, Dijun's expression was not at all joyful.

Even if this means that Mingjiao lost its mainstay, and the forces in China will soon become unbalanced. If the Western Turks are destroyed by taking advantage of this opportunity, the road to the Tang Dynasty's western expedition will become smoother.

But can this be considered profitable?

Perhaps Datang made a profit, after all, only one [fifth-rank] god was killed, and he was able to take the Western Regions and half of the Middle Earth into his pocket. The progress of the Western Expedition is more than halfway. .

But for him, loss, pure loss!
Zhang Ke's head was removed and turned into the same ominous disaster as Fangfeng's in the past.

This means that all his previous investments have been in vain, and the most important thing is that his plan has failed, which is the most intolerable!
He suppressed the vigorous anger in his heart, and confirmed the death of the Buddha.

The emperor turned around and looked for Zhang Ke's figure.

Then, he saw Zhang Ke who was squatting on the ground the size of a mountain, blowing the dust off his head little by little.

Pat on the head (literally)
He put his head on his neck in gestures.

As the wound was completely covered, the headless corpse that sprayed ominous blood wantonly like a poisonous snake just a moment ago changed back to the appearance of a living person in the blink of an eye.

Emperor:? ? ?
What the hell is this?
Having a head is a god, but having no head becomes a disaster. Is this junior too monstrous, or am I really old?
Dijun couldn't figure it out.

Zhang Ke couldn't figure it out either. When he turned around, he saw Dijun standing on the top of the mountain behind him, looking at him in confusion. Seeing this, Zhang Ke's mouth twitched: It's over, it's exposed!
Without giving Dijun a chance to exploit him, Zhang Ke directly forcibly quit the dungeon.

To put it bluntly, he understood himself!

He directly blew up his authority and the god statue that existed as the foundation, and in the next moment, he ascended to the sky like a rocket, and flew faster and faster.

When the emperor was still dodging the aftermath of his self-destruction, Zhang Ke's ray of true spirit had already left the dungeon world and drifted into the void. perish.

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Looking at the torn corpses in front of him that were turning into mountain peaks, he looked up at the sky.

I'm so serious and generous, as for you playing self-destruct without saying a word when you meet. What kind of benefits did that barbarian give you? It's worth being so angry. I'm really angry. Relieve hatred!
But think about it or forget it, over there not only people are xenophobic, but gods are also xenophobic, and this kind of thing also makes the emperor's face switch back and forth like a chameleon.

After a long time, he still laughed out loud.

It's fine if you don't die, other things are not important, I'll go back and find Tang Huang to give me a title.
(End of this chapter)