Under one person: You also said that you are not an evil cultivator!

Chapter 109 Cutting up the limbs, letting the tip of the knife crawl from the abdomen to the heart in circles
The place where the Buddha beads disappeared seemed to have turned into a spring, and the holy and grand aura flowed out like water. That kind of aura is absolutely unmistakable, it is the power of incense, but it is different from the power of incense. Compared with Su Ming The power on his body that can only be used for assistance is a bit sharper and a bit more domineering.

The sound of the Buddha in the air is still lingering in my ears, the word "Nie Hu" is like the endless empty sound in the valley, sometimes far and sometimes near, each echo makes the golden light like water more intense, until a band with With a crisp sound, the Zen staff flicked lightly in the air.

Hey~
Along with the voice came a monk with a dignified appearance. The cassock on his body exuded brilliance all over the sky, and he seemed to be the ruler of the heavens and the earth when he stood there.

Su Ming took a closer look and found that the string in his hand was not the so-called Buddhist beads at all, but the fists of babies' bones curled up one by one, tied together by a golden silk thread, which was extraordinarily terrifying.

There was no so-called compassion in the monk's eyes, and every time he flicked the Buddha string in his hand, the terrifying evil spirit would beat once.

But the second he stood still, Su Ming was already in front of him.

'Buddha, right? 'Su Ming's voice was hoarse, like a ghost coming out of the depths of hell, giving people the feeling that they might bite one's neck at any time, full of undisguised arrogance and madness.

The blood qi blended with the golden light of the monk, and Sheng Xie's dark red knife light cut through the golden light like cutting cloth, and slashed straight at the monk's neck.

To this world, Su Ming was like an invading creature. With a human body, he crossed the strict racial hierarchy to fight against the black dragon. For the monk, the only option was to kill it, and there was no need for the two parties to discuss it.

'Huh? ' A look of doubt flashed in the monk's eyes.

He came here with a purpose, the purpose is to wipe out those lizards that made mistakes, and then replace them with another one. He didn't even think about the possibility of resistance.

After all, for thousands of years, those black lizards used to be unwilling and rioted. Those brainless creatures thought they could get rid of the fate of being enslaved by gathering their tribesmen, but each time they only caused a little bit of insignificant waves. Ended with failure.

What's more, those who have gone through hardships and countless cruel selections have come to this position. It is already unattainable for countless lizards to have such a position, so some of them have died for this position. There are also those who dereliction of duty due to improper management, but they have never resisted this statement.

They were supposed to be slaves, and they were only a little higher than those ants-like humans. Just like this trip he came, there were already countless groups of lizards frantically giving him gifts before he came. Will be able to book a spot like this after he clears the area.

This is already their greatest pursuit.

But now he saw a scene that made him unbelievable. No dragon came to bow down, no dragon came to confess, but a human rushed to him with a long knife.

This ridiculous scene that shouldn't even appear in a dream was performed in front of him so vividly.

A little unreal, but more anger, the kind of anger that is naturally noble and provoked.

He could see that this worm might be different from other ants, just being able to jump so high was not easy, and the weird knife seemed to be alive, he actually felt a rare sense of threat on it, But
"Ants are ants. I feel unfair because you haven't realized that you are only worthy of this kind of life!"

His voice is like Hong Zhong Da Lu, with its own shocking effect. If it was an ordinary human being, his words alone would be enough for everyone to cover their heads and fall to the ground and howl, but the ant in front of him seemed a little stronger.

The Zen stick in his hand flicked lightly, and the sound of the jingle was distant, as if it sounded from the bottom of Su Ming's heart, but Su Ming still didn't have the slightest fluctuation.

'what? '

This time, the voice of doubt was a bit more intense. The failure of the Buddha's voice had already surprised him a bit, but it made sense after thinking about it carefully. After all, Su Ming is now the owner of several mountains. There is nothing wrong with the power of incense, and it is understandable to be able to withstand the Buddha's voice.

But it is different now, the sound of the Zen staff is not just a simple mental attack, besides the spiritual attack, it also has the effect of seducing people's emotions and desires. For these ants who are daily sinking in the abyss of blood and pain, this is simply destructive. Strike, but now it is also ineffective.
This has far exceeded his expectations. You must know that there are basically no ants in the Buddhist country that can resist this double deterrent. If it is in his own Buddhist country, it is even more so, then the action just now is enough to make countless girls walk on him. The Buddha bed has caused countless dishonesty people with resentment to die, but now it is only aimed at an ant.
"Open the lid of the sky, and I'll see what's going on in your brain!"

His voice seemed to be an irresistible order, but it was not just talking. He swung the Zen stick in his hand to the side heavily, making a harsh collision sound with Sheng Xie.

With this collision, the shock in his eyes became more and more intense, and the majesty on his face faded rapidly.

"No way!"

hum!
A trembling voice sounded, and the huge counter-shock caused a storm in his heart. He lowered his head and glanced at the Zen staff, but it was even more difficult to calm down.

The Zen stick itself does not have too many complicated decorations. The nine golden rings are undulating like some kind of magic circle, emitting a faint light like breathing, tightly supporting the Buddha statue in the center.

Every monk will be given a Zen stick by his family since he was born, watered with Buddha's blood since childhood, and polished with evil spirits, emotions and six desires. It can be said that it is another life of every monk, and it is a symbol of immortality in itself!
But now, even though the Zen staff was directly cut with a white mark by the knife just now, I, who was connected with him, knew very well that the trauma this time was by no means trivial, because besides the scars on the Zen staff itself, his Buddha heart was also there. Being eroded by a desire to kill, like a gangrene, it will be difficult to get rid of it for a while.

The raised eyes were full of disbelief, "No!"

"This is not the power that weak humans should have at all, even the power of a black dragon shouldn't be so strong!"

But his terrified voice didn't slow down Su Ming's movements even a little bit. He fell on the ground and stepped into a half-meter deep pit, but he only stopped for a moment, and jumped up high again in the next moment.

Although Su Ming felt uncomfortable in the collision just now, he hadn't experienced this feeling of surging blood for a long time after eating the flesh and blood of the evil god that time. There was no chance to fight recklessly in front of him, and Sheng Xie's fall was at least a mess of flesh and blood.

But this time, he was blocked alive, not only blocked, but also made his internal organs churn non-stop. Just because of this, he didn't dare to underestimate this guy.

But the body that has been completely controlled by Sheng Xie and the five ghosts doesn't think so
"I feel it! I feel it haha!"

"So warm, so passionate blood!"

"It's a taste I've never tasted before, I'm so excited!"

Su Ming's voice sounded like a demon from the Nine Nether Hells. One word in his voice was clearly hoarse and ugly, and the next word seemed to pierce everyone's eardrums, accompanied by the desperate wailing of countless innocent souls.

"I really like!"

Su Ming's crazy eyes were filled with blood, and even his body in the air couldn't help but want to twist. It felt like a satyr who had been lonely for a hundred years saw a peerless celestial being when he was released, that kind of beast escaped from its cage. a feeling of.
"Quick! Faster, rougher, and quicker!"

The second the voice fell, Sheng Xie had already rushed in front of the monk again. Su Ming originally wanted to pull Sheng Xie, but soon he found that there was no need to pull at all.

Because this time the monk was obviously on guard, and did not choose to fight hard again, but swept his body back quickly, avoiding Su Ming's first attack while silently reciting scriptures.

With the silent recitation of the scriptures, the golden light like a waterfall pours out directly, while the obscure scriptures are like an invisible whip, driving the golden light to turn into three golden needles
The first golden needle turned into a streamer and pierced straight into the monk's left arm. The moment it was pierced, the monk's aura began to rise steadily. It made Su Ming feel the doubled dangerous aura.

But Sheng Xie would not give up the attack because of the danger. Before the second golden needle started to move, Sheng Xie's attack had already arrived in front of the monk, and the blood energy wrapped the blade and slashed down!

hum~
The blade let out a soft moan, and the monk's left arm had appeared on the dark red blade at some point, and his five fingers were like a pair of pliers, firmly imprisoning Sheng Xie in place, preventing him from moving a single inch.

"Ha ha."

His voice was low and deep, and although the blood in his palm kept flowing out, he looked at Su Ming with interest, "It's very strong."

At the same time, the second golden needle had already penetrated deeply into his other arm.

It was also at this moment that the aura that was already extremely terrifying once again ushered in a surge, and the power of that thick qi and blood even surpassed Su Ming for a time.

With a sudden push with five fingers, Su Ming felt as if he had been hit by a whole mountain. The surging force continuously impacted his body, and blood poured out uncontrollably, wetting his entire chest.

It wasn't until the body cut a deep ditch several meters on the ground that it slowly stopped.

The monk in the air was like a real god at this moment, he shook slightly, and his stretched body made crackling noises, "I admit that you are much stronger than ordinary ants, and your strength is not much worse than that of the red dragon. "

He seemed to be immersed in the endless power brought by the golden needle, closed his eyes, and the expression on his face was extremely enjoyable. After all this was done, the last golden needle broke out completely and inserted into his left leg
The terrifying aura surged again, and even a faint golden light wheel began to emerge from the back of his head, although it was very subtle, it did exist.

After stretching his body, his eyes slowly opened, like a Buddha lamp in the night sky, captivating, "Well, are they all dead?"

"Now, it's time!"

The second the voice fell, the Zen stick in his hand suddenly stopped in the air, and a wave of ripples spread from under the Zen stick, and then converged towards Su Ming who stood up tremblingly.

The ripples are obviously not simple, just the moment it is used makes the monk's majestic face a little paler, but more of it is indifference, the indifference that despises all ants.

Su Ming knew why Sissy called them Buddhas. The current monk really made Su Ming feel like facing the real Buddha.

Powerful and majestic, like a supreme true Buddha!
Su Ming waved his knife lightly in the air, but the smile on his face became even brighter. He saw it.
I saw the real way to open the power of incense!

Originally, he just wanted to grab the power of incense to collect rice grains, but now he finds that he is still too superficial.

For him, the power of incense can only be used passively. Generally speaking, it can block mental attacks and repair wounds after being injured, but for these Buddhas, this is the source of power!
Different from Su Ming's passive use, this is that they can enslave dragons and people, just like having explosives. In Su Ming's hands, they are just fireworks for people's entertainment and appreciation, but in the hands of these Buddhas, they can easily take people The weapon of life.

What Su Ming lacks is only the method to use, just like him a month ago, he had the qi machine but no kung fu to practice
Although Su Ming couldn't be said to be merciful in the wave of killing just now, the madness of the body is to overcome evil, but the soberness of the mind is Su Ming's.

Sheng Xie can control his body, and all he can use is brute strength and its own sharpness, but Su Ming's methods are more than these.
Originally, he wanted to put a little pressure on this guy to perform for himself, but he didn't expect this guy to burst out all his strength at once. He just wanted to crush Su Ming, that is, to crush Su Ming to death with two fingers.

For him, the bug's provocation is intolerable!
The circles of ripples were like torrents that would destroy the world. When they touched the trees and rocks, they would be turned into dust in an instant without making any sound, and gathered towards Su Ming silently.

Su Ming sighed softly in his heart, "Alright, let's take the time to interrogate later."

He didn't know that the stronger he showed, the happier Su Ming would be, because in Su Ming's eyes, this was already his own power!
Su Ming just stood up and took a deep breath, with a look of enjoyment in his crazy eyes, "It's getting more and more delicious, let me think about it"

Just after the word "Thinking" was dropped, Su Ming's body had already disappeared, and when he reappeared, he rushed straight towards the monk again, as if those ripples had never been in his eyes.

"First cut up your limbs, then put the tip of the knife into your lower abdomen, draw a circle and go up a little bit, and finally reach the heart, smash him into pieces."

Su Ming's face was filled with a smile, and the saliva in his throat kept rolling, "Wow! It's so cool! Just thinking about the handle of my knife makes my blood flow~"

While speaking, he was about to touch the billowing ripples, and it looked like he was going to be turned into powder like those boulders and trees in the next second, but his rushing movements were still getting faster and faster, "Hurry up! Give me! Hurry up!"

"Hmph!" The monk looked at Su Ming contemptuously, and laughed, "Moths to the flame! '

"I said, why is he so strong? He turned out to be a sword slave."

He didn't want to watch it anymore, and the result was that he successfully completed the task this time
but the knife
His current interest in Su Ming is only the moment of destruction. He likes to listen to the howling of the ants, and he likes to watch the ants overwhelmed by their own strength and feel the gap comparable to the sky, and then annihilate in the dust.
"Ok?"

Suddenly, his eyes widened suddenly. Su Ming did not disappear as he had imagined, but instead...
Instead, a weak woman emerged from her body. No one could help but want to take care of that hurting face. She opened her arms and pushed forward gently. The ripples that were still surging at this moment Like the incomparably docile Mianyang, she still stays in her arms for a while, when she spreads out her arms, it's like pushing away a ray of clear waves in the lake water, calming the shocking waves in the sea, opening up a new path for Su Ming. Find a safe and stable channel and let him go.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help exclaiming, "This is impossible."

Don't look at it as a small ripple, but the power contained in it is absolutely insignificant. He who is in the three-needle state can only use it with all his strength, which has proved the power of this move.

Moreover, the destructive power of this move is second to none. The most important thing is that it has no way to defend against it, and can only rely on the body to resist it. According to the strength of the physical body that Su Ming showed before, there is only one way to collapse.

After all, he had been alerted to the fact that the Buddha's voice had no effect on Su Ming before. This time, what he wanted from the beginning was to kill the bugs. He had no patience for the bugs. All he wanted to enjoy was the moment when he killed them. At the moment of this move, I even saw Su Ming turning into blood mist, but now...
Su Ming broke through the all-pervasive ripples, and the moment his mouth split open, his body was already in front of the monk again, "Don't be so surprised baby, everything has just begun, let us."

It could be heard that he was trying his best to suppress the throbbing in his heart, but in the end it seemed that he didn't want to bear it anymore, and the crazy voice pierced the sky.

"Jie Jie Jie, dance with killing!"

The monk's eyes narrowed slightly, Su Ming's speed was not slow, but for him now, it was not slow at all, this level did not even have the qualifications to pose a threat to him!

Throwing the Zen staff lightly in his hand, he spun and hit Su Ming, and at the same time his body was already moving. This was the first step he took after he came to Ghost Mountain, but it was only one step before he reached the top of Su Ming's head.

Su Ming gave a strange laugh, and simply smashed Sheng Xie out of his hand, and collided with the Zen staff fiercely. The moment the blood in his eyes faded quickly, he clenched his fists, although the madness faded, but the fighting spirit did not exist at all. weakened.

The eyes showed two strange colors, one black and one white. The black came from the five ghosts, while the white belonged to Yuanzhen. He didn't say a word, but gathered all the power of his whole body into this punch, which was all the power. , the five ghosts were running to the extreme, the qi and blood were mobilized to the extreme, and Yuan Zhen was also washing in the body over and over again. This was all the strength that Su Ming almost drained himself.

Then it crashed out.

But the monk didn't notice at all that the black sand where Su Ming had just crossed had been undulating again, slowly gathering a naked figure.

The second Su Ming's fist collided with the monk, that exquisite face also emerged from behind Su Ming, the corners of his eyes full of charm blinked lightly, and the winking eyes arrived together with Xia He's figure in front of him.

boom!
Su Ming's body was like a rag bag spilling blood into the sky.

This time, he clearly felt the growth of each gold needle against the monk again and again.

The first golden needle allowed him to reach the level that was almost the same as Su Ming, the second golden needle had already allowed him to stabilize Su Ming's head, and the third golden needle
The third golden needle brought him more than just a physical improvement. The moment he touched it just now was like the feeling that Su Ming used Qi to run a circle for the first time. He was able to run Qi, and this The monk is able to operate the incense as he operates Qi, which is already a monk of another cultivation path!
What it brings to the body is all-round strengthening, which is no longer something that Su Ming can compete with!
But Su Ming knew early on that it would be such a result. Although he in the air donated blood, his smile was also blooming.

This smile is different from the madness brought by Sheng Xie, but a smile from his heart, because
The power of the monk now belongs to him.

To be precise, this was Xia He's first attack, after all, the last time he killed Zhang Lingyu with just that face.

It's not that Su Ming didn't want to use it, but Su Ming knew it since it was born. It would be one of his most terrifying weapons. He had to kill it with one blow, or not take it out.
Xia He is too kind to undress people
The first second Xia He approached the monk, the cassock on his body slowly fell off with Xia He's hand, but the monk didn't realize it, a pair of eyes stuck firmly on Xia He's face , from time to time there is a touch of flushing.

Then came the second step, the monk's monk's robe fell off, revealing his body wrapped in golden light, lean and thick, like a mountain's strength inside.

Xia He covered his mouth and chuckled and took another step forward. This step made the monk's skin start to fall off involuntarily. It felt like dead branches and leaves blown off by the wind. On him, Xia He's gentle movements just took off another shirt for him, that's all.

As the skin peeled off and the texture of the muscles was exposed in the air, Xia He's delicate face was about to touch the monk, and then the flesh and blood began to fall off.
one piece, two pieces
There is no splattering blood donation, no bursting muscles, only one piece after another of dead leaves falling from the sky, which should wither like this.
(End of this chapter)