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

Chapter 67 Evil God?Chop it down and make soup!

Ren Fei shook her head lightly. How could she fail to see Su Ming's threat? In just a few days, she has already become a big devil with excellent means and potential. Originally, she thought that she could get some handle on this guy. This is the best way for the company to control this thorn, but now it seems that...
"If you want evidence, I have one."

Suddenly, a somewhat vague voice sounded in everyone's ears, and everyone looked up.

Even Su Ming couldn't help being interested, and was very curious about the so-called evidence.

I saw Barron, who had disappeared since his hands were eaten by his own soul banner, walked over.

His hand is not as shriveled as before. It has recovered its muscles and skin, but it is still hanging down. Judging from the large sampling bag in his mouth, it should not be usable.

This is also normal. The Liuku immortal thief built a perfect body. It is easy to restore the vitality of the two arms, but the soul does not belong to it. It can be seen from the taste of Barron's old and old soul. It has been a long time. It has been updated, so don’t try to restore it without any special means.

When he walked in front of everyone, he spit out the sampling bag in his mouth in front of Ren Fei, "During the battle, he sacrificed eighteen innocent aliens to provide him with strength. Eighteen people have some blood, hair, and bones, do you have a way to find out?"

Ren Fei nodded, her eyes brightened a little, and she handed the clarinet to him for safekeeping. Before she could talk to Su Ming about the next conditions, she heard Wang Zhenqiu's murmur.

"That makes sense"

This sentence made Ren Fei's eyes light up again, "Oh? You also have evidence, Qiu'er?"

It should be like this, there is no perfect crime in the world, as long as it is done, it will always leave flaws.

In this way, the bargaining chip in the negotiation is a little more!
Wang Zhenqiu had seldom been happy since he met Su Ming. At this time, he slowly raised his head and looked at Su Ming with a bit of hatred in his eyes.

"There is no evidence, but I can provide some directions for Sister Ren."

"Of course, I will check too!"

Su Ming curled his lips, of course he could feel the change in Wang Zhenqiu's eyes when he looked at him, not only because of the melon seeds, but now there was a sense of righteousness and dignity.

There is also a deep disgust, as if I have really done something heinous.

Ren Fei nodded and signaled Wang Zhenqiu to continue.

"First, he is most likely the leader of a cult organization, and the scale is definitely not small, at least hundreds or thousands of people!"

"Secondly, he also built a living shrine for himself, enslaving or mentally controlling these people to worship every day!"

"Check in this direction, you can find something [-]%!"

His tone was extremely firm, and it seemed that the evidence was as solid as a mountain.

Ren Fei was also very satisfied with what she heard, and at the same time she set her eyes on Su Ming with a cat-and-mouse expression.

If it is possible, of course she wants a win-win situation, and exchange these crimes and evidence for a knife!

But Su Ming's expression was indifferent, even somewhat innocent.

"Look at me for what?"

"Oh, by the way, remember to send me a copy when you find it out, I want to see it too."

After finishing speaking, he kicked that Rubao in front of them, but that Rubao's two legs were drying up at a very fast speed, obviously it was bitten by Su Ming before leaving.

"Severe and soft, I hope I can still be so calm when I find you with evidence"

But before he finished speaking, the countless tentacles on Su Ming's body surged towards him like crazy!

"Wang Zhenqiu pissed off this guy, he wants to kill someone!"

Everyone's brains buzzed. This piece of information has become a fact. Su Ming is like a time bomb. He has no position, no camp, and even no concept of good or evil!What he does depends on his preferences, the key is that he still has the strength that everyone has to pay attention to!
If he wants to kill someone.
Wang Zhenqiu gritted his teeth and put on the gloves, squeezing out the last bit of power of faith. Hei Guan took a step forward and stood in front of Wang Zhenqiu whose bones were almost shattered.

The leopard-like battle just now made them deeply aware of the horror of the tentacles, and even the clarinet didn't have full confidence to resist it.

Only Ren Fei stood motionless on the spot, letting Su Ming's tentacles pass through the gap between several people's bodies, stabbing firmly on the head of Desire, splashing red and white all over her body.

Su Ming looked at the nervous crowd and grinned, "Don't be nervous, everyone."

"I'm seeing signs of awakening from the all-sex demon, and I'm thinking about everyone's safety!"

He said so, but in fact, half of the qi was given out for the sacrifice. He originally planned to kill the leopard to get his original back, but now he just ate his limbs, and the qi was not replenished. If he leaves like this, he always feels in a panic.

So kill an idea to get back the original.

As for killing the mouth, if Ren Fei came out, he would consider it, but now it is out of the scope of consideration.

Because this Miss Ren who never made a move might be too strong!

To be able to appear silently among so many masters, but none of them sensed his arrival, if this is still an accident, then the clarinet who was a temporary worker just now subconsciously protected Wang Zhenqiu, a colleague, not his superior.
In other words, in his subconscious, Ren Fei didn't need his protection at all. In other words, Ren Fei was much stronger than him!

This is kind of scary.

Feeling the qi floating into his body, he began to use his original power. Although it was not as good as that of a leopard, it was not bad.

Then, when everyone was still covered in cold sweat, they chose to turn around and leave.

He is such a lone wolf, a lone wolf that makes both good and evil fear.

"Su!" Barron shouted towards Su Ming's back.

Then the corners of his mouth curled up, even though Su Ming lost two arms, he couldn't bring up any resentment towards him, instead he became more and more excited.

"Looking forward to seeing you next time!"

"Then don't be a rat in the sewer next time!" Su Ming waved his hand contemptuously, without giving him any face.

Barron is very strong, but the Liuku Immortal Thief in the first stage is very weak. It is undoubtedly impossible to beat him now by relying on this alone, but this mouse is not easy to catch!
After the battle lasted for so long, why didn't he think about arresting this guy to study the Liuku Immortal Thief, but every time he had this idea, he was dismissed by the vast battlefield, and no one could catch him if he didn't want to show up.

Suddenly he felt the phone vibrate, and the corner of his mouth curled up. The real mice in this line have been hiding but have not even shown their faces.

He took out his mobile phone and connected, and it really was Shen Chong.

"Luo Tianjiao, I heard you're going?"

When Su Ming heard this, he knew that it was impossible for him to show up today. This guy was always keeping a distance from him. His special ability "loan usury" was good for everything, but being targeted by creditors was disgusting.

"I'll go, that's a grand event for our young people, how could I be absent?"

"Then I wait for you!"

"Yo, do you have the confidence to fight me to the death?"

Hearing his voice on the other end of the phone, he hesitated obviously, before speaking after a while, "If you are willing to share Yuanzhen with me, then we can achieve a win-win situation."

"Are you happy when you see it?" Su Ming couldn't help but sneered, "My creditor is a high-risk occupation, it's better to leave as soon as possible!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly, "Is Luo Tian Dajiao?"

Although when he first set foot on this road, he wanted to go to Luo Tian Dajiao to see this colorful world of aliens, but at that time he was too far behind, and it was just a dream that was beyond reach.

This was the first time he had seriously considered this matter.

In fact, the first stop when he wanted to learn from a teacher was Longhu Mountain. He also met Zhao Huanjin, the fourth disciple of Tianshi Mansion, who wanted to learn from a teacher.

However, the qualifications in him that were almost equal to none were of course not qualified to be favored. After politely rejecting him, he introduced him to Zhang Lingyu, saying that Su Ming dared to think and dare to do it. In fact, Su Ming knew at that time that it was more of a teasing between seniors and brothers, teasing Zhang Lingyu's temperament.

But he still had a shred of hope, but Zhang Lingyu turned and left without even looking at him.

At that time, he didn't ask much, just to be the lowest-level handyman disciple, and all he wanted was a chance to set foot in the world of aliens.

"But I didn't give it!" Su Ming sighed softly. He used to just want to see it, but now he wants to see the summit.

After making some arrangements for the body that was still waiting in place, Su Ming arrived in Dayan World.

He still has very important and urgent things to do.

Eat evil gods!
He could feel that the power belonging to the evil god was fading, and he wanted to taste the soul of the evil god before the experience card expired!
Although he also knew that this act was bold, but since the idea had already appeared, there was no reason not to do it.

Taste it first, let's talk about the rest!

The tentacles on his back stretched out following his thoughts, and circled around in the antique room. If it was fully stretched, it would be at least five meters away. The Hundred Soul Banner in his hand had already been prepared. Well, hundreds of ghosts poured out without any reservation.

The second it appeared, the temperature in the room dropped to freezing point in an instant.

This power came from him using half of his qi as a sacrifice, and it should have belonged to him, but now that the evil god is full, there is no reason to take it back. How is this different from lifting his pants and refusing to admit it?
As for the eighteen ghosts, they were dispensable things like straws, so they were not considered a loss.

Although the target is the evil god, Su Ming is still a little bit sure. Judging from the ravings in his ear when he got this power, this should be the biggest obstacle, and it is also the method of the evil god to want to steal the black, but in this way Su Ming's method is almost equivalent to ineffective.

In order to be sure that nothing would go wrong, Su Ming lined up all the ghosts on the tentacles, making sure that each ghost could take a bite at the first time, and then
"Dinner!"

All the ghosts opened their mouths and bit immediately after this order.

But at the moment when all the ghosts touched the tentacles, none of them could successfully bite down.

That feeling is like biting on the eternal peak, which has carried the vicissitudes of the ages, and there is no possibility of being shaken in the slightest.

Su Ming opened the window with some guilt, seeing that the sunset glow in the sky was still so beautiful, and he didn't see any strange phenomena, so he was completely relieved.
He also commanded the ghosts to gather together and attack at one point in turn, but this process lasted for several minutes without any effect, which made Su Ming angry and angry.

Obviously there is a golden mountain in front of you, but you just can't move it, the flow of power is accelerating, and it may not be long before it will disappear completely, so the evil comes to the gallbladder!
"This evil cultivator borrowed it based on his ability, why should he pay it back!"

With a low growl, he picked up the wooden box behind him and opened it, then threw it into the air, at the moment when the zhiwan reached the highest point.

"Don't give it to eat, right? Then I chop it off and make soup!"

With a stern roar, he squeezed out all his strength with all the tentacles he could use, and blasted them all on the back of Hirumaru's saber!

hum!
Zhiwan let out a low cry in the air, and the unparalleled speed exploded in an instant, turning into a red light and stably slashing at the tentacle!
The soul of the tentacle does not belong to him, but the strength of the tentacle is based on the limit of his body, and when he fights with the leopard, he is injured, which means that he is not immortal.

Sure enough, it can be cut!

"It's done!" Su Ming was secretly delighted. The moment the knife fell, he used his original power to completely erase the pain. When he started to think about what seasoning to put, he felt a terrifying force. slowly gathering.

The world of Dayan, which was originally still in the evening, suddenly became dark, and the vast and chaotic seabed appeared above the village, covering almost all corners. The boundless deep depression almost suffocated the villagers without any cultivation.

Suddenly, the gloomy sky suddenly parted a gap, but this time it did not appear to send strength
Just the slight fluctuation caused by opening and closing, like an unstoppable undercurrent on the bottom of the sea, sweeping in all directions!
Not only the Heroes' Mansion, but almost all the houses had their roofs lifted, leaving nothing left.

Su Ming looked at that eye for a second, and it was only for that second that he felt that he was surrounded by a layer of gray power, as if he was in a bottomless deep sea, and his body sank little by little with the cold sea water. Facing the silent sea, consciousness also solidified little by little with the cold sea water, only feeling that my body was getting heavier and weaker
"call!"

Suddenly, Su Ming's originally drooping eyelids opened suddenly, and his body and consciousness that he couldn't control before suddenly recovered, but he was panting heavily, and the horror in his eyes was even worse than before!
Because he found that the original power in his body was continuously impacting the darkness in his mind, and now he had the upper hand. When the last trace of original power was exhausted, the grayness disappeared completely.

Su Ming's whole body was already soaked in profuse sweat, but he still didn't dare to slack off, because the giant eye in the sky was still there!
He offered the cut off tentacles with both hands, flatteringly raised them to the sky, and cautiously tried to open his mouth.

"Why don't you eat it yourself?"

Otherwise, what else can we do?
It's already like this, how can it end?

It's all to blame for the dog's seeing joy, it must be that he deliberately sent out the qi to affect himself, making himself so greedy
definitely is!

But the thoughts in his heart are not within the scope of consideration of the giant eye in the sky.

There seemed to be a breeze in the air, and all the visions began to float, slowly converging in the middle, even the giant eye, slowly converging into a pool of mud?
Su Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, and the power from the evil god in his body also faded in an instant, and all of them gathered away. The dark aura above made the feeling of being suppressed and powerless that had disappeared once again hit him. mind.

"Death will die"

This was the only thought left in Su Ming's mind at this moment, and the sweat dripped down his cheeks and fell to the ground.

He wanted to get the leech pill that fell on the ground, even if he was sucked to death, it was better than waiting to die, but the breath of death made him unable to even move a finger.

The speed of the mud falling was very slow, as if floating in the sea, but it made Su Ming unable to escape. It seemed like nothing, but the speed was extremely fast. It took only a short moment to reach not far away, and Su Ming You can only watch it get closer.
"Move! Move!"

He yelled in his heart over and over again, but he couldn't even move a single strand of hair, he couldn't even move his eyes half an inch, every cell seemed to be suppressed by a giant mountain, and now he wished he could slap his face to pieces and beat him to death. Whoever has a bad idea, beat the evil god!

The silt had already arrived while he was thinking about it, but three feet above his head, the only two protective magical artifacts that Su Ming had that opened automatically broke apart just as soon as they came into contact, and they couldn't even block it a little bit!
Just when Su Ming thought he was going to die, the air in front of him suddenly became cloudy, and in the next instant a faintly visible feather fan appeared in front of his eyes.

It is said to be a feather fan, but every feather seems to be carved from jade and it is somewhat illusory, making Su Ming feel unreal, and the feather fan just evacuated all the power of incense in his body in an instant , and then just so lightly.
The mud that had clearly reached the top of his head seemed to be swept away by a hurricane, but it was actually reversed and flew obliquely towards the side.

Pfft!

Just a ray of sharp edge directly shattered Su Ming's entire arm, turning it into a bloody mist, and the terrifying mud remained undiminished and fell directly to the outside of the village not far away.

The palm-sized silt fell down on that beach, but it was like a majestic tsunami sweeping with boundless waves. In an instant, the sky collapsed and the ground collapsed, and the earth was smashed!

Although not in the village, the violent impact completely turned the already miserable village into ruins.

Of course, this is not what Su Ming should consider. What he should consider is
Also broke an arm!
The feather fan fanned away death just now, but it also took away the power of incense in his body!
He seems to have been robbed now, and the two major backers of the power of incense and the original power of his body are all consumed!
Su Ming's mind fell into a shutdown state at this moment, and he didn't even have time to think about what the feather fan that saved his life just now was. Feels like underpants.

It took a long while to straighten up, letting the group of Yingyingyanyans rushing over to ask for their warmth.

In fact, it is not completely gone, there is still an extremely faint trace, so weak that it is almost imperceptible, it has just appeared.

In fact, he has a feeling that the power of incense is something that is slowly accumulated, and it is slowly increasing every day, but now it has been more than half a month, and the trace of accumulation is only slightly equal to nothing, while before he was the opposite of the two villages. Heroes have been enshrined for thousands of years.

And when the feather fan came out, it was like making a deal with him, using all the incense on his body in exchange for that one blow, and the smell of the feather fan always felt a little familiar.

He couldn't help sighing in his heart, without the power of incense, he didn't even have a chance to slowly recover from his arm injury, and now he really has nothing.

I don't know how long it took before I set my sights on Zhiwan not far away through countless heavy mountain peaks.

In fact, he was already the only winner in the previous battle. He replenished his energy and blood, got the knife, and saw that Xi died and got a lot of treasures. He has no regrets except that Shen Chong didn’t catch it. The words on the head of the evil god.

But now it seems that only this knife is left.

He moved Xiaoqing's jade legs and struggled to get up, glanced at the messy village and sighed softly, then walked in front of Zhiwan.

At this time, the night was about to fall, and the billowing darkness came from the end of the red earth, and it was estimated that it would take only a few minutes to reach the entrance of the village.

Su Ming glanced at the darkness and said to Zhiwan, "If you are conscious, you should feel it. In this world, if I don't pick you up, no one will be able to pick you up."

He wrapped the knife in the box, then threw it casually, and the leech ball landed steadily outside the village, and the box lay quietly on the ground a little further ahead than him.

"Watch!" There was no room for negotiation in his voice, "Tell me your choice after reading it!"

After speaking, with Xiaoqing's support, he walked to the edge of the village. The dividing line between red soil and loess separated him from Zhiwan, like the world and hell.

He had already gambled once and lost nothing. If he gambled again this time, he would lose his life!

The billowing darkness devours everything, like an army of locusts that are not picky eaters, no grass grows wherever they pass.

The moment the darkness touched the wooden box, countless small dark hands the size of fingers rushed out, scrambling to devour the wooden box, leaving no sawdust in just a split second.

"Xiaoqing, go and pick up the knife." His voice was very calm, as if he was saying to pour me a glass of water, without any emotional ups and downs.

And Xiaoqing didn't know the horror of this knife, she nodded slightly and then walked forward with lotus steps.

She is a girl from an ordinary family, she has no strength at all, and she doesn't know the danger in this knife.

If it was before, if the zhiwan was picked up by such a person, there would be only one end to suck her dry.

But now, Xiao Lian didn't even waste much effort to drag the knife in her hand. Due to her inexperience, her tender little hand was still holding the blade, but even so, there was not even a trace of blood flowing out, and there was even a bit of surprise , "Master, this knife is so light!"

Is it light?

When Su Ming threw it out just now, it weighed dozens of kilograms.

When Xiaoqing put the knife in his hand, Su Ming knew that it was more than a deal, it was done.

If it was normal, he would have the original power and the power of incense in his body, so he would not be afraid of the side effects of this knife at all, but it is different now.

As an evil cultivator, he doesn't even dare to use evil methods now, for fear that he will not be able to bear the impact brought by the five ghosts, for fear that the hundred souls will swallow him as the master.

Now all he can rely on is the strength of his blood.

The power of incense must still be gathered, so it needs to expand the territory, and the original power needs to be accumulated again, so it has to kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds!
Thinking of this, he calmly stretched out his remaining right hand, ready to hold the rotten handle.

If you succeed, go attack the ghost mountain tomorrow!

If it fails, even this arm will be chopped off, so try to find another way!
(End of this chapter)