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

Chapter 65 Living God? !
All the dark clouds since the Thunder Tribulation summoned by Su Ming dissipated, the sky that was supposed to be cloudless and sunny now was gloomy.

That kind of gloom is not the darkness brought by the dark clouds, but more like the deep sea that cannot see the sun all the year round, and the gloom that can never see the end. In the endless unknown depths, there seems to be some kind of invisible horror.

Coupled with the sound of the deep tide surging from time to time, everyone seemed to have really come to the bottom of the sea and was overwhelmed.

Suddenly, the frightening darkness suddenly opened a gap, as if the giant eyes opened after feeling some kind of call, obviously only a little bit apart, but it directly caused the entire seabed to churn.

A ray of faint light emanated from the tumbling, slowly hanging down from the air, until it reached the top of Su Ming's head.

When Rubao noticed this ray of dim light, his fist had already reached Su Ming's side, and the distance was only half a body.

Then I saw Su Ming's eye suddenly opened on the back of his head, it was the size of a fist, turned around and locked on his body.

Just looking at each other, the crazy babbling flooded into his mind, constantly impacting his spirit, and felt his scalp go numb for a moment, and fear occupied all his emotions.

But the reaction he made was also extremely quick, he bit down the tip of his tongue before barely waking up, and immediately thought of retreating.

After all, he took drugs, not lost his mind!Even dogs can see that this is not normal!
But
After another psychological struggle, he did not choose to stop. Instead, he clenched his loose fist that had been impacted before, and gritted his teeth, "Punch! Just give me a punch."

But the roar in his heart was suppressed by a crisp sound of "stab" the next moment.

That was the sound of Su Ming's clothes being shattered, and then he saw a huge gash opening from Su Ming's back at that moment, and countless slippery tentacles rushed towards him crazily!
Only now did he realize that it was too late to stop.
The slippery tentacles were like weeds growing wildly, and he felt that the strength of his fist was completely released by the slippery sea water the moment he touched it.

This was not an illusion, because he soon saw that the entire hill in front of Su Ming exploded, but Su Ming remained unscathed.

However, this was not over yet, his skin began to gush out some slippery mucus, and all the pores on his body began to open continuously, like the suction cups on the tentacles of octopuses, which was creepy.

He was alert for a moment, and it took all his strength to get rid of those tentacles and distance himself.

"It's finally here." Su Ming let out a foul breath, and then slowly turned around.

It seemed that he was not in a hurry, but in fact, the sweat on his back had already soaked his back.

He arranged the blood sacrifice, and after he was sure that he could guide the power to come at any time, he watched the battle between Rubao and Wang Zhenqiu. He chose to stand when he had an [-]% chance of winning and a [-]% chance of survival. When he came out, he was sure that nothing would go wrong at that time, even if it was bad, he could directly hide in Dayan's world. After all, even revenge requires self-knowledge.

But when he was in front of the leopard, he thought that everything was done enough, but he still miscalculated
He thought that Rubao was already at his limit when he was playing Wang Zhenqiu, but now he found out that this guy even let water when he was playing!
So much so that when he hit Su Ming, the explosive speed directly overturned his cognition. The speed was so fast that he couldn't even see the afterimage. At one point, he thought it was teleportation. His thoughts knew that the leopard had arrived. Behind him, the speed of turning his head couldn't keep up with the speed of his punching.

Moreover, he had to be distracted to arrange the sacrifice of the eighteen ghosts. If it wasn't for this power in time, he might not even have the chance to enter Dayan's world.

At the beginning, he only planned to use three or five sacrifices, and prepared a total of twenty sacrifices just to be on the safe side, but when the blood sacrifice was actually carried out, he found that he couldn't mobilize the power of the evil god at all, so he had no choice but to increase the number.

Eighteen is the result of his step-by-step testing, which is the lower limit for that evil god to be lucky. At the same time, he also vaguely feels that this is the upper limit of his body.

As for why it is definitely not the one from last time.
Although this was Su Ming's first sacrifice, he could clearly feel that there was a clear difference between this power and the one made by the little devil, just like the feeling of a cup and an octopus, completely different.

But to be alive now is enough.

"Look, you're in a hurry, can't you keep your focus at such an age?" He slowly turned around with a gentle smile on his face.

But from the base of the ears to the neck, there are two huge openings, one left and one right, opening and closing like fish gills, plus those tentacles stretching aimlessly on the back, and the one on the back of the head. Fist-sized eyes and suction cups all over the body made this smile a bit weird and hideous.

The Hundred Soul Banner in his hand stretched lightly, and the leopard-like ghost that was scattered just now and wanted to entangle it returned to his side, like another kind of tentacles growing out of his body, intertwined and entangled with each other .

Now he doesn't look like a person at all!

"He he." Liu Yanyan was trembling all over, and a deep look of fear appeared in her eyes.

At this time, Liu Gu also broke free from the madness, broke out in a cold sweat, hurriedly covered Liu Yanyan's eyes, and then roared with all his strength, "Don't look at that eye!"

But it was already too late, the momentary trance just now had already cost many people their lives under the bullets.

And Clarinet also seized the opportunity and killed the three strangers in one go. His eyes were a little more hopeful, "This kid can really surprise people."

And the leopard standing in front of Su Ming was even more stressed, he didn't dare to act rashly, because the current Su Ming could not be measured by common sense at all.

He has also figured out the qi fluctuations in his body. It is mottled, vain, and the volume is only half of what it was when he first saw it. It can be said that this state, let alone himself, can be easily picked out by those strangers who besieged the clarinet. deal with him.

But his punch just now. Although it was deformed in the middle of the impact and lost most of its strength, even so, this punch was far stronger than when it hit Wang Zhenqiu.

But such a punch, which was enough to pierce gold and crack rocks, didn't even hurt a single hair on him!
This had to make him look at the kid in front of him with [-] points of vigilance again, there were too many weirdnesses in him that he had never seen before.

But Su Ming didn't give him much time, his whole body had just turned around and stood still before it exploded completely, his body shot out towards the leopard, his body made a buzzing sound through the air, the speed was not even weaker than his just now How many!

Don't look at Su Ming's current leisurely and majestic bugs all over his body, but only he knows that this physical limit is really a fucking limit!
He felt that the blood in his body had turned into the tide of the sea, which had never been stronger than before. If he didn't let it out, it might explode his body at any time. Even if it wasn't for the original power, he wouldn't even be qualified to use this power. No, I was directly distracted by that raving, and then became the nourishment of the evil god!

This is the power gained in exchange for the flesh and blood of eighteen ghosts and half of his energy!

Before when he divided the qi, he felt a little distressed. If he couldn't kill this one and get back his money, even if he got the zhiwan, he would still feel panicked.

"After all, I'm used to doing business without money!"

He sighed softly, and rushed towards the leopard.

And that Rubao was obviously flustered, his belief in invincibility was shattered by the impact, he thought that after taking the medicine, he firmly believed that everything was not qualified to be his hindrance, but now it was different, he actually felt fear in front of Su Ming!
But there is only this momentary opportunity to panic, because Su Ming has already rushed forward.

He is also a member of that family, he is not weak at all, and now he has taken banned drugs, how could he just admit defeat like this!
Turn sideways, raise your legs.
But as soon as he raised his legs, his pupils shrank suddenly, and suddenly stopped as if in a daze, and his eyes became hollow.

In front of him, Su Ming's fist also stopped at a distance of two meters in front of his eyes, but on top of that fist, there appeared the huge eyeball that was supposed to stay at the back of his head.

But this time, Na Rubao no longer needed to use the pain of self-harm to break free, because Su Ming's tentacles had already done it for him, and it was more thorough.
Pfft!

The skin that was already rolling like a leopard is now like broken water, with blood splashing, and three tentacles pierced his shoulders, chest, and thighs almost at the same time. The severe pain made him wake up in an instant, and once again Choose crash.

Su Ming looked at his receding figure and was also very satisfied, "It's a qualified sandbag."

Speaking of being bullied again, the strength of the tentacle just now was definitely not small, but it still didn't pierce this guy's body, which can be called terrifying.

But this physical fitness may be comparable to that of a clarinet, but Su Ming is also very satisfied, after all, now he really lacks a strong sandbag to vent his strength.

"Don't leave, let's talk about compensation for littering firecrackers."

The leopard-like distance had not been opened much, and he felt a pair of slippery, boneless arms wrapped around him from behind. He wanted to shake off, but the weird sucker seemed to have taken root on him. There was no sign of separation either.

"I can't fight, I can't fight, I can't get rid of what kind of monster this is," he murmured, his eyes filled with fear, and the ease and comfort he had when playing Wang Zhenqiu had completely disappeared.

Suddenly, his eyes that had already lost his fighting spirit froze suddenly, his body froze in vain as if he had thought of something, and then he twisted his body to let a large piece of flesh and blood be torn off by Su Ming's suction cup, and then he let out a roar. With the rolling sound waves, they attacked Su Ming.

This sound wave is like a substance, rolling up layers of folds in the air, rushing with circles of empty ripples.

"Hedong Lion Roar!" Wang Zhenqiu's voice of gnashing his teeth was extremely clear. If this move hadn't been too unexpected before, he wouldn't have been defeated so completely.

When the two sides are fighting, you are always watching the punches and kicks of the opponent, but when you are most nervous, you spit out an invisible spear from the opponent's mouth, and you can't hide when it hits your heart directly. You will understand how terrible this trick is.

Not only him, Clarinet and Liu Gu also seemed to be gripped tightly by a big hand at this moment.

Under this tactic, if ordinary people lose their minds, they may face a storm of attacks, but Su Ming is an evil cultivator, the most difficult type of person to control his mind. Once his mind loses his mind, no matter how much advantage he had before It will all be reversed at this moment!

The greater possibility is eternal sinking. After all, not every evil cultivator can have the foundation of the true Taoist law like Zhao Guizhen.

This is also the plan of the leopard. The characteristic of this move is that it is caught by surprise. If you hit the enemy by surprise, even if you know it in advance, you will not be able to avoid it. In this way, he will have the opportunity to take off the leech pill on his back. If he is sucked to death, he may come back, there is no doubt about it!
But in fact, it is a life gamble. For the people of the Ishikawa family in the small days, they have been training all kinds of conditions for holding a knife day and night, and only the most outstanding knife holders are barely qualified, and like the first one before... The one holding the knife can only become the slave of the knife, but now facing Su Ming, he has no choice!

At this point, the hand has been stretched behind the back
But before even touching the box, a layer of pale golden light appeared on Su Ming's head.

However, the situation he was expecting for Su Ming's loss of mind did not come as planned. What arrived was a big slap and a curse.

"Why are you yelling so loudly!"

Snapped!
The crisp sound of slaps made the gunshots in the audience stagnate for a second, and then everyone saw the somewhat purple and swollen slap print and the direct piercing of his palm on the face that was already flushed like a leopard. wearing tentacles.

Not only that Rubao, everyone was dumbfounded.

Even separated by such a distance, they can feel a trance, let alone Su Ming who bears the brunt of it?

But the fact is that, Su Ming looks like a normal person, the only difference is the pale golden halo on his head.

Wang Zhenqiu sat up with the momentum of a dying illness, tightly clutching the pair of colorful starlight gloves in his hands, and suddenly widened his eyes.

He was too aware of the power of that move, but at this moment Su Ming was not affected, it was only secondary, what shocked him even more was
"You feel it too?"

The sudden sound of Xia Liuqing's voice didn't bring him back to his senses, he just stared blankly at Su Ming and nodded numbly.

The movements of Xia Liuqing's hand were almost exactly the same as his, tightly clutching the starlight glove, her vicissitudes of hand were trembling slightly.

It's just that if you look closely, you will find that the two gloves are emitting a slight light at the same time, and the touch in the hands is gradually getting hot
"He..." Wang Zhenqiu swallowed the fishy sweetness in his mouth, but he didn't care at all, looking at Xia Liuqing with blank eyes.

The source of the power of the mask of the godhead is the power of faith that is everywhere in the world. They use the gloves in their hands to collect and pry it. Although it is everywhere, the degree of intensity is quite different according to Xia Liuqing.

The development of science and technology and the progress of society have reduced the number of people who pray to gods and worship Buddha. The power of faith has no room for survival, and it has become thinner and thinner.

In addition, there is a saying that they choose to play gods. The more pious the gods they choose are believed by the world, the more people there are, the more powerful they can borrow.

And he chose that Nezha and Monkey King are not righteous gods, and even only exist in folk legends and novels of gods and demons. One reason is that their personalities match and it is easier to interpret, and the other reason is.
Some people still believe that they still exist in the hearts of children.

It is still the upright and brave third prince, or the rebellious great sage, and there are basic conditions for lending strength to them.

Just like Yuchi Jingde, the gate god chosen by Xia Liuqing, he is not a righteous god, but he is still alive. These gods still have the power of faith!

But just now, they saw the power of faith that they were so familiar with in a mortal, an evil cultivator!
They don't want to believe it either, but the reaction of the glove cannot be faked, nor can their perception lie to them. How can this not shock them, you must know that this is a symbol of the gods!
Xia Liuqing rolled his eyes at him, "Don't ask, you just don't know."

"perhaps."

He thought about it carefully again. If even he can't answer this question, then maybe no one in this world can answer it.

"In addition to his identity as a cultivator, this guy also has the identity of a pyramid scheme leader or leader of a cult?"

This was the answer he guessed tentatively based on what he had learned all his life, but combined with Su Ming's monstrous flames, and now his image of an evil cultivator who is neither human nor ghost, he immediately felt that the answer might be very close fact!
After another silence, he opened his mouth with a sullen face, "Maybe he even built a shrine for himself?"

As soon as these words came out, both of them had serious expressions on their faces. They vaguely felt that they were close to the truth.

Ancestral halls are ancestral temples dedicated to ancestor tablets or sages. They are usually built for the dead, while ancestral halls built for living people are called "shengci". In the long history of thousands of years, there are very few people with "shengci", such as Wei Gonggong
But in today's modern society, if you want to enslave a group of thoughtful and educated people to set up a shrine for him, and you are so devout, this guy.
Thinking of Wang Zhenqiu, he gritted his teeth, "When I go back, I'll check this bastard!"

Even Xia Liuqing nodded solemnly. Compared with this guy's heinous crimes, his title of "Violent Actress" is like a joke.

"Eh!"

Suddenly, he said as if he had thought of something, "You two have similar personalities, why don't you try playing him?"

In any case, this power of faith is real, it can be regarded as a living god!

A word made both of them fall into silence.

(End of this chapter)