above the galaxy

Chapter 49 The five elements are wicked!

"Brother" Xiaopang was in a hurry, and hurried to help Tang Bandit.

"I'm fine." Bandit Tang stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Let me rest for a while."

I am Tang Bandit, where I fall, I lie down.

A vulgar homophonic stalk!

"What kind of broken hammer is this, we don't need it." Xiaopang picked up the skull hammer and was about to throw it out.

"Wait." Bandit Tang shouted.

Xiaopang raised the skull hammer and asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Bandit Tang didn't speak, but looked at Xiaopang with strange eyes.Up and down, left, right, and right, as if to show Xiaopang clearly.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Xiaopang was a little nervous and asked worriedly, "Are my eyes red? Have I turned into a scary monster?"

He was really shocked when he saw the various reactions of Tang bandit holding the skull hammer just now, thinking that he was possessed by a fierce god.

Now that he is carrying a hammer, has he become the same as his elder brother?

"Try waving it," said Bandit Tang.

Xiaopang swung the hammer out, only to hear a loud bang, and a raised turtle-back stone beside him was smashed by him, and scattered like powder.

"Hit the hammer again," Bandit Tang said.

For some reason, Xiaopang smashed it out with another hammer.

boom!
A stalactite hanging upside down above his head was thrown flying by him.

Bandit Tang's eyes lit up, looking at Xiaopang, he asked, "Do you have the feeling that your blood is surging and you want to kill someone?"

"No." Xiaopang shook his head.

"Do you have the feeling that your whole body is hot, as if you are being roasted on the fire?"

"No." Xiaopang still shook his head.

"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Xiaopang rubbed his belly and said, "I just feel a little hungry. Maybe it's because I exercised too much today, bro. We haven't had dinner yet."

"."

Bandit Tang looked at Xiaopang, and then looked at the skull hammer in Xiaopang's hand for a while, gradually confirming his guess.

After being locked by the evil god's divine sense at the door just now, he struggled desperately to resist, but was backlashed by the divine power. The chubby fool forced him to force the bright moon to shine on the hill, but he was like a normal person, without any harm.

At that time, he felt very strange, after all, he was a cultivator, and he was in the realm of controlling energy.Is the resistance not as good as that of an ordinary little fat?

Just now when the fierce god held the skull hammer and wanted to smash them to death with a hammer, he was also injured more seriously. After the chubby was hammered and flew out, he rolled on the ground and quickly got up.
This hammer is kind of wicked.

Bandit Tang looked at Xiaopang and said aloud, "Pangty, from now on, this hammer will be yours."

Heaven, material and earth treasures are acquired by those who are virtuous.

The same hammer, if you lift it yourself, life would be worse than death.

There is nothing wrong with Xiaopang when he lifts it up, and he can exert a huge lethal force
Bandit Tang was very hurt.

The different treatment of artifacts is tantamount to blatantly declaring that the five elements of the bandits of the Tang Dynasty are wicked.

Of course, bandits Tang would not speak out what they had in mind.

The basic dignity of the eldest brother still needs to be maintained.

"Brother, I don't want this hammer, it looks like a skull, it looks too scary." Fatty refused.

I just hit a rock, what kind of hammer can't do it?

Working with a hammer like this, what if the friends are frightened?
Xiaopang is different from Bandit Tang, he is very popular in the village
Besides, what if he becomes a "pervert" like the big brother?
The scene where Bandit Tang raised the hammer just now left him with lingering fears, and he was afraid that he would have that day too.

"It's different." Bandit Tang said. "Listen to me, and use this hammer from now on."

Bandit Tang already figured it out, since this hammer was used by a fierce god, it must be a very vicious thing.

There may be nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand heads that the fierce god smashed with it.
My mind is too complicated and has a lot of distracting thoughts, so I am easily influenced and bewitched by the skull hammer.

For example, originally I was only one evil, but under its catalysis and induction, I can show ten.

One point of hostility in the bottom of my heart may become ten, one hundred points.

The more people are killed, the deeper the hostility will be, and the more murderous will will be.

When the time comes, will I be a human or a ghost?
I am afraid that I will end up as a person who is neither human nor ghost.

Xiaopang is different. This kid is simple and kind to everyone.No distracting thoughts, no bad intentions.
Rarely look up at the road, just bury your head in hitting rocks.

He is a craftsman, a stone craftsman, and a craftsman who should be eulogized and praised.

Yes, since childhood, no one has said anything bad about Xiaopang.

Because everyone knows that when you speak ill of Xiaopang, everyone thinks you are a bad character.

A person is so simple and pure that this kind of program, even fierce gods and skull hammers can't affect him.

I don't have any hostility in my heart, how can you intensify my hostility?
I don't have any desire in my heart, how can you make me sink into the sea of ​​desire?

This hammer and Xiaopang are a happy match, and it's a bull's head with a horse's mouth.

The skull hammer can't affect Xiaopang's mind, so Xiaopang can use this artifact freely.

However, Xiaopang's disposition obviously doesn't meet the skull hammer's mate selection criteria. It might be easier for him to win its favor because he is a scumbag, a scumbag, a murderer, and a demon king.

Forget it, let them make do with each other first.

After all, even newlyweds have a running-in period, let alone mortals and artifacts.

"Use this for the stone too?"

"You can also use this for hitting rocks," Tang bandit said.

I'm sorry, fierce god, I know this skull hammer is an artifact. Hitting rocks shouldn't be a problem, right?
You can't even hit a stone, and you still have the face to call it an artifact?Still eligible to enter the artifact leaderboard?
"Alright then." Fatty nodded helplessly.

Since it's Big Brother's request, then listen to Big Brother.Because the big brother never hurt him.

Seeing Xiaopang begrudgingly and reluctantly accepting, Bandit Tang felt sad again.

He really likes this hammer, he knows very well in his heart that the blessing of a divine weapon to a practitioner is unparalleled, but...
One affectionately fed the dog.

Bandit Tang looked at Xiaopang and said, "Help me up and try."

"Okay." Xiaopang threw the hammer on the ground, and ran over to help Bandit Tang up from the ground.

Bandit Tang checked the condition of his body using the Vipassana method, and found that the yin and yang qi had helped him to adjust and nourish him, and the sense of out-of-control feeling of being upset, irritable, and blood boiling had disappeared, and the burning pain had completely disappeared.

So Bandit Tang ran over to caress the corpse of the fierce god.
The man who hates the mountain and touches the corpse is online again.

Tang bandits are professional in touching corpses.

He touched a roll of animal skin from the waist of the fierce god, it was not sheepskin or cowhide, it was a kind of animal skin that Tang bandits had never peeled.The texture is full of tenacity and is immortal for thousands of years.

It was densely written in small characters, and the Tang bandits debated under the red light, but they didn't understand a single word.

Of course, this did not affect Bandit Tang stuffing it into his pocket.

Another white jade bottle was found, which was filled with small red pills.

Bandit Tang sniffed it in his palm. There was a scent of medicine, which should not have expired.

It's a scary red color, and it looks like it's been dyed.

Bandit Tang felt that this thing might be useful to the old man, after all, he had more female friends.

Other than that, nothing else.

Bandit Tang was not convinced, nothing could escape his grasp of the man who hated to touch the corpse.

So, he searched inside the cave for a while.

There was really nothing left.

"Is there such a poor god as you?" Tang Pi said with contempt on his face, "Don't call yourself a fierce god in the future, but call yourself a poor god."

"Huh..." Bandit Tang discovered the New World.

He found the god of poverty.
The clothes on Fierce God were rotten, but the black cloak he was wearing was intact.

Bandit Tang stretched out his hand to feel it, the fabric was soft, neither silk nor silk, and he didn't know what kind of fabric it was.

So, Tang bandits tore off the cloak.

He wanted to tie the cloak around Xiaopang's neck, but Xiaopang refused, his face turned pale with fright, and he said, "Brother, these are dead people's clothes. I dare not wear them."

As soon as he thought of the huge head he saw just now, as well as the bewildered air of death all over his body, he worried that he would have a nightmare.

If you want this cloak, what if the fierce god comes to find you at night?
"Scrap." Bandit Tang said angrily, "Such a good thing. Don't forget it."

He put the cloak on himself, without a mirror, but he had already imagined in his mind how cool and handsome he was at this moment.

Well, this fierce god cloak is really good.
Bandit Tang said to Xiaopang: "Little Fatty, hit me with a hammer."

"Brother." Xiaopang was shocked, stared at Bandit Tang with wide eyes, and said, "What's wrong with you?"

He found that the eldest brother became a little abnormal as soon as he got infected with the evil spirit.

"Forget it, forget it, I'm just talking casually." Bandit Tang waved his hand and said, "I want to try to see if this cloak has any magical effect, so let's take it off and try again. If not, I'm not caught by you Was it crushed to death?"

"Yes." Xiaopang nodded repeatedly, and said, "You will be crushed to death by me."

Thinking that he might smash his elder brother to death with his own hands, Xiaopang felt extremely uncomfortable.

Tang bandit is beautiful, but the evil spirit is gone.

A generation of vicious gods has come to such a state of desperation, their precious weapons have been taken away, and even their only piece of clothing has been stripped off.
Those who hear it are sad, and those who see it cry.

Bandit Tang felt that there was really nothing to fish for, so he said to Xiaopang: "Let's go, let's go back."

After thinking for a while, he turned around and bowed to the evil god, and said with a pious face: "Thank you, Lord Fierce God, for sending clothes and medicine. There is no way to repay your kindness. I, Lu Yu, will be your cow and horse in my next life."

"Brother, why do you call your godfather's name?" Xiaopang asked suspiciously.

"Snapped!"

Bandit Tang slapped Xiaopang on the head, and said angrily: "Keep your voice down, don't let the evil spirit hear you."

"."

Bandit Tang and Xiaopang returned with a full load, and they politely closed the door with their accomplices.

The red light scattered in the cave began to gather towards the sky, and then turned into a pair of blood-red eyes.

A huge head was looming, and those blood-like eyes stared at the naked body on the stone platform of the cave.
"Roar"

The sound of grief and indignation shook the ground.

(End of this chapter)