Everyone is a demon, why are you covered in holy light?.

Chapter 166 Self, Truth, Eyes!

The red feathers intertwined with crimson flames swelled all over Ming He's body, and every flesh and blood was filled with bright light, making him look like he was wearing a bright blood-colored feather coat.

Minghe stretched out a hand, and a small flame sprang up on his finger.

"Disciple, you tried to use magic power to influence your teacher, although you did it.

But how can you face the power of the rules mastered by the teacher? "

The small flame swayed slightly between Ming He's fingers, and a round hole appeared in the flame, and the flame began to collapse inward, and then grew stronger from the other side.

Under constant collapse and agitation, the flame, which was originally only the size of a finger, quickly became the size of a fist.

"You see, the lighting method actually does not require mana. From the time each of you starts to master this method, you should know that it actually comes from our own, and it can ignite all living beings!"

"like this!"

After the words fell, Ming He flicked the flame from his fingertips out.

The fist-sized flame suddenly appeared in front of Fu Ming. At this moment, everything seemed to be at a standstill, only Ming He's voice continued to sound.

"Have you seen this fire? This is actually the rule, and it does not come from a forbidden weapon, but from a former disciple of the master, that is, a former senior brother of yours!"

"He saw his true self when he was robbed for the first time, his soul imprinted himself, so this part of the rules also comes from himself!"

As Minghe's voice slowly said, everything that had been stagnant began to return to normal in an instant.

When the crack on Fu Ming's face suddenly widened, it was as if his eyes were frozen, and the flame quickly sank into his body.

hum!
In just a moment, Fu Ming's several feet tall body was enveloped by a crimson flame.

A huge hole began to appear on his body, as if the trajectory of the flame in the hands of the old man Minghe coincided, and the flesh and blood of Fu Ming's whole body was also twisting and collapsing into the hole.

A shrill scream emanated from Fu Ming's body, spreading to the surroundings over and over again, it was an unbearable pain.

But when his flesh and blood collapsed, the moment it turned to expand, there was a large area of ​​rupture.

The tentacles of flesh and blood that were originally connected to his body also swelled rapidly, pouring more flesh and blood into his body.

He seems to be working hard to maintain his physical body, not to collapse under the force of the rules called "self".

However, his physical body was constantly distorting and collapsing over and over again, unable to return to normal.

And at this time, the old man Minghe started a new action.

He plucked a feather from himself.

A crimson flame burns on the red feathers, emitting a red light.

Although these little rays of light are like the bright moon and fireflies compared to the rays of light emanating from his body at this time, they cannot be ignored.

As the flames intertwined on the feather, the moment the feather was pulled out, it became burning, and black smoke was burned out from the feather, lingering and swirling, even though there was still a storm around.

"This is also a kind of rule. It also comes from a former disciple of the teacher. He is a long time earlier than you. He is very similar to you. He is also the second disciple of the teacher."

"He once saw the truth when he saw the chaos, so this little power of regulation is called the truth for the teacher."

The old man Minghe seemed to have thought of something, and a faint smile appeared on the ferocious crane's head.

The flames burned the feathers, black smoke rose slightly, and suddenly turned into Fuming.

The appearance of the black smoke is the usual appearance of Fu Ming, there is no difference.

But after the black smoke turned into Fuming's appearance, it only took two steps forward, and finally dissipated slowly.

But as the black smoke dissipated, Fu Ming, who had been devastated by the flames at this time, emitted a large amount of black smoke from his body.

Black smoke enveloped his body in an instant, and while enduring the power of the previous rule, Fu Ming, who had already turned into a monster, quickly changed to his original appearance.

The flesh and blood all over his body are constantly being compressed, and the large number of tentacles that originally appeared on his body are also shattered under the collapse.

The blood mixed with the bones returned to its original appearance, but it collapsed in an instant, as if it was being stirred crazily in a blender, and everything was mixed into a ball.

Minghe shook his head at this time, but still made a new move.

On the top of the head, in the original Minghe's face, he was touched by his fingers, and slowly took out an eyeball from the eye socket.

Smooth, round eyeballs, not stained with a trace of blood, as if they could be taken and used at any time.

The black pupil narrowed slightly, staring at the old man Minghe, as if he was watching the old man Minghe's every move.

"This is also a kind of rule. To be precise, it actually contains very little rule power, and it can't even be called a fragment, but the teacher regards it as a treasure."

slap-

The old man Minghe clenched his fists, and his eyes burst open in the hands of the old man Minghe.

But when the old man Minghe slowly opened his palm, his palm was already covered with eyeballs, and all the dense pupils were looking at him. With the movement of his palm, his eyes did not leave.

The old man Minghe seemed to be admiring a wonderful treasure, stretching out his hand and spreading five fingers in front of his eyes, and the face above his head showed a hint of fascination.

"You must be curious about who the power of rules comes from?"

He looked at Fu Ming who was suffering from pain and torture, and he didn't care whether Fu Ming could hear what he said at this moment, as if he was talking to himself.

"It actually comes from being a teacher. As a teacher, I have seen the mirror me, um... Even though you may have seen the mirror me, it must be hard for you to imagine, and it is difficult for you to describe it as a teacher.

Perhaps that is the truth that we should have seen, after all, this world is full of falsehood, ha ha. "

"My teacher calls it the eyes. In fact, I really don't want to think about these names. Whenever I want to name it, I always go crazy. Ah... the crane doesn't want to help me with ideas, really. It's disgusting."

Having said that, the old man Minghe stretched out his hand, and aimed his hand full of eyes at Fuming in the distance.

With the slow ups and downs between the five fingers, prism-like brilliance suddenly enveloped Fu Ming's flesh and blood, like mirrors intersecting each other, dividing him into countless.

On those mirrors, one can see Fu Ming's emotions, anger, sorrow and joy, and a look that Fu Ming has never seen before.

Every expression seemed to be focused on the flesh and blood in the mirror, but slowly shattered.

slam-la-

There was really a sound of shattering mirrors.

But everything disappeared in an instant, including those red fires and those black smoke.

boom!
A human head fell to the ground, rolled, and finally stopped five meters away from Old Man Minghe.

It was Fu Ming's head, and the blood had already been splashed, forming a thick line of blood.

With his eyes open, only his head remained, his flesh and blood could not re-condense, his expression was numb, neither sad nor happy.

Seeing Fuming's head rolling down, old man Minghe's face revealed a look of disappointment.

He stretched his hand back, took out one eyeball, and put it back into the eye socket of the human face. The rest of the eyes suddenly shattered, leaving holes in his hand.

"I originally thought that you should be very confident, but you accept the teachings of the teacher, but you can only bear the power of the three rules, which is still too weak."

"So you understand now, what is really powerful? Fuming."

Minghe didn't call him his apprentice anymore, but called him by his first name, as if the relationship between master and apprentice had really come to an end.

"Ho...ho..."

Fu Ming only had one head left, and he was still breathing heavily, and the trachea in the flesh and blood of his neck was also constantly opening and closing, emitting a faint heat.

"Master... Master..."

He called Minghe, and the address was still the same as usual, but Fu Ming's face was full of regret, he started to speak, but he was already dying.

"I... what I clearly want is... just to fight with the master, but the master has not given... the disciple this opportunity until now, what a pity, heh—"

Hearing Fuming's words, the face of the old man above Minghe's head suddenly revealed a look of pity.

Sighing softly, the flames all over Minghe's body dissipated quickly, the flesh twisted and squirmed, and all the feathers retracted into the body.

It's just that he still maintains the ferocious head of the crane head, but slowly walks towards Fu Ming, comes to Fu Ming's body, and looks down at him.

"You're not Ye Jin, you're not You Hong'er, and you're not anyone else."

"Your soul has been corroded, and everything about you is useless to the teacher, so the teacher has always been pure to you, after all, you have no use value to the teacher."

"Ah--"

There was a bitter smile on Fu Ming's face.

"Thank you, Master."

He said slowly, feeling a little fortunate, at least in this way, his final fate is different from others.

Therefore, this is actually a kind of outside the rules. He has followed the rules all his life, but he is still out of the rules after all, but the ending is somewhat unacceptable.

"Master, this disciple wants to ask you for something."

His time is running out, and it is Minghe's last mercy to be able to catch his breath.

Minghe was speechless, but was waiting for his next words.

"I, in fact, have never forgotten Fu'an. After all, he is my younger brother, so master... the disciple still wants to try."

Fu Ming slowly closed his eyes, and the last bit of breath disappeared.

But at this moment, a wave in his head was suddenly detonated, and spread in all directions, instantly penetrating the old man Minghe's body.

The face above the old man Minghe's head suddenly showed a look of astonishment.

As Fuming's head turned into flying ash in an instant, the body of Old Man Minghe also shattered into pieces at this instant.

Whether it's flesh, bones, or blood, they are all decomposed in an instant and turned into countless fine dust.

In the distance, the Jingtian Pavilion, which was originally intact, also collapsed.

The red storm covering the entire Minghe Gate also turned into a red mist that filled the sky in an instant, and quickly disappeared.

Even Minghemen disappeared in an instant, leaving no scum left.

All of these were decomposed in silence, and then returned to nothingness in silence. Even the towering giant holding the entire Minghe Gate was affected, and most of his body disappeared without a trace.

……

I don't know how long it has passed, in a deep pit under the ground, there was a voice of cursing suddenly.

"Dog! Who taught him to self-destruct the pieces of the forbidden device? Let me catch it, and I will definitely make him die of pain!"

A figure slowly walked out of the pit, the flesh and blood all over his body seemed to be in an extremely unstable state, and might be separated again at any time.

The old man Minghe has returned to his original state, but his face is ugly.

The flesh and blood on his body was wriggling, and sand and soil were constantly shaking from it, as if it was expelling the impurities in his body.

"Old thing! This is the good student you taught! Let you pretend! I was almost pretended to be a big deal by you old man!"

Hetou was chattering to vent the anger in his heart, and he continued to curse the old man with Minghe as usual.

The old man Minghe took a deep breath until his physical body quickly stabilized.

"Don't talk too much, we should go."

Hetou also seemed to know that the old man Minghe was in a bad mood, so he cursed a few words and didn't continue.

"Is it time to go back to Outer Continent?"

"Let's find our little apprentice first."

"Hehe, are you sure he's still alive?"

"Since he can break through the flesh with his natural meat, he may not be able to live, so don't underestimate him.

Go find him first, he needs to do the Dade Temple affairs! "

(End of this chapter)