mad fairy

Chapter 51 Limits
'Boom'!
During the conversation, Shenghuo swept over with another 'Golden Light Splitting Shadow Sword'.

With this blow, the crack on the phantom of the giant hand further expanded.

Xu was shocked by this blow, so he had to try to reason with Shenghuo again: "Benefactor, just listen to me."

'Boom'!
Survival is not much nonsense, just keep manipulating the 'Golden Light Splitting Shadow Sword' to attack the phantom of the giant hand.
Under the torment of the tide of pain, the consciousness of survival became more and more blurred.

But whenever he was about to lose his hold, when he saw the phantom of the giant hand with cracks below, and the flustered faces of the big Buddhist monks in the phantom, he was refreshed again.

Even with that, the force with which he swung the 'Golden Light Splitting Shadow Sword' became a bit stronger.

Xu was completely panicked.

He rushed to the left and right and said: "Everyone, the devil is only one person after all. He has absorbed the 'power of pain' of so many of us, so he must not last long."

"I will increase the intensity and release more 'power of pain'. Sooner or later, I will be able to hurt him to death!"

The words of false return cheered up all the monks, as if a drowning man grasped the last straw around him.

They used their own means to torture themselves in a more shocking way than before.
"Good, good, good!"

Looking at the performance of the monks below, Cheng Huo laughed hysterically while enduring boundless pain.

Seeing the 'power of pain' generated by the monks floating from bottom to top, he took another deep breath.

pain!
With this mouthful of 'power of pain', the eyeballs of the surviving survivors would pop out of pain.

Can't drag it any longer.

It's a quick fight
Knowing that he had reached the limit and could no longer absorb more 'power of pain' to survive, he jumped off the auspicious cloud magic weapon decisively.

His head was dizzy, and he couldn't tell which person in front of him was which, so he urged the 'Golden Light Splitting Shadow Sword' regardless, and threw it at all visible targets.

Survive's offense was crazier and more unreserved than before.

Under such a fierce attack, the phantom of the giant hand became precarious, as if it might burst apart at any time.

"It's broken!" Seeing this scene, Xu Huan said in shock: "The devil was stimulated by the pain, and his strength was even stronger than before!"

'Boom'!
As soon as Xu Huan finished speaking, he saw Sheng Huo sweeping towards him with another tentacle.

The phantom of the giant hand was hit by this blow, and the 'power of pain' that maintained its existence was taken away alive.

Unable to hold on any longer, it shattered completely with a bang.

"hey-hey."

In a daze, Shenghuo saw the frightened expressions of the great Buddhist monks.

He gave a strange laugh.

While walking, Yu inadvertently exuded a monstrous evil spirit that enveloped the entire farmer's house.

A lump of black flesh.

Huge body.

Fuchsia tentacles.

There is also a sense of terror and oppression that emanates from time to time
All of this made the great Buddhist monks, who had already put life and death aside, tremble unconsciously.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing that survival is getting closer and closer to him, Xu also forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart.

Although he was fighting between the two sides, his tone of voice was unusually calm when he spoke: "Almsgiver, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, if you turn your back on the shore, if you can take refuge."

'Bah'!
Survival does not give Xu a chance to return to his long-winded words.

He pinched Xu Hui's neck with one hand, lifted it into the air, and grabbed his body with the other hand, pulling hard.

'puff'!
The house was blood red.
"hey-hey,"

Survival grinned and glanced at the panicked monks.

The tentacles on his body flew around in the courtyard, like crushing ants, and crushed all the monks to the ground.

After the killing, that wave of pain swept towards the sea of ​​survival consciousness again.

pain!
Surviving staggeringly, with the last sliver of sanity to support him, he picked up the tin staff, wooden fish and other instruments on the ground, and put them into the storage bag.

Finally, he kicked the Buddha statue with a flesh and blood base to pieces.

The moment the Buddha statue shattered, the heir of the Buddha who had exposed most of his body in the sky above Guyang City also disappeared.

Disappearing with it, there is also the 'Spiritual Light Formation' covering the entire Ancient Yang City.
I don't know if it was tired or in pain, but after seeing everything was over, Sheng Huo lay down directly on the blood-stained ground.

"Ugh,"

He sighed, and felt an indescribable fatigue.

The heart is tired, the body is also tired.
Survival really wanted to lie down like this all the time and have a good sleep.

But because he was afraid of the big Buddhist reinforcements who would rush to Guyang City at any time, after lying down for a long time, he forced himself to stand up again.

Gritting his teeth, he staggered along the streets of Guyang City.
Compared with monks, the purity of the 'power of pain' produced by mortals is far from meeting the requirements for summoning the heirs of the Buddha.

Therefore, after the incident of the Buddha's descendants, although there were not many monks left in Guyang City, most of the mortals survived.

Seeing that the heir of the Buddha in the air had disappeared, some mortals bravely stepped out from their hiding places.

As time goes by, there are more and more pedestrians on the street.

Also.

Seeing that the 'Spiritual Light Formation' disappeared, some courageous monks who liked to pick up cheap ones used magic weapons and flew into the city carefully from outside the city.

This made the entire ancient Yang city become lively again soon.

Only the pile of corpses lying in the farmer's house can still prove that a bloody battle just happened in this city.
...

'Ding-dang! '

On Guyangcheng Street.

The salesman selling sugar paintings beat the gong and yelled hard at the passers-by.

"Wheat ointment, do you want wheat ointment?"

As a street vendor's keen sense of smell, the shopkeeper saw Sheng Sheng staggering forward from the crowd at a glance.

This is his regular customer.

"My lord, do you want sugar monkeys?" the salesman shouted at the top of his voice.

The familiar voice stunned Sheng Sheng, whose consciousness was about to be overwhelmed by pain.

He looked at the peddler selling sugar paintings, and subconsciously asked, "How did you sell it?"

"Look at your memory." The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Isn't it the same, Erqian."

"Row."

Survival took out a large handful of strip-shaped coins and handed them out, and took away the sugar monkey that the other party had just drawn.

"This..." Seeing the large handful of coins, the shopkeeper said in a daze, "My lord, have you given too much?"

Survival didn't speak, but just waved at the shopkeeper.

While eating the sugar monkey in his hand, he staggered out of Guyang City.

Under the torment of the 'power of pain', Survival could no longer fly with his imperial weapon, so he had no choice but to travel east along the official road.

After walking like this for a long time, he saw three carriages approaching slowly not far behind him, so he reached out to stop them.

"Where are you going?" the driver asked Chong Chenghuo.

"Where are you going?" Shenghuo asked back.

The coachman replied: "Leizhou, Ruyun City, can you drop by?"

"Shun, take me for a ride." Shenghuo said, and took out a handful of coins from his arms.

"You don't need so many, ten is enough."

The coachman took ten coins and returned the rest to Shenghuo, then rode his horse and flew away from the official road.

(End of this chapter)