God Killer

() Zheng Xian originally didn't intend to make a move immediately, but now he feels that there is no need for him to make a move.

The six killing gods were more ferocious than the other, and they were more ferocious than the other when beheading these corpse sunflowers. Five or six hundred corpse sunflowers had been killed in a short time, and it was only a matter of time before the remaining three hundred were beheaded.

Moreover, the attack power of these corpse sunflowers is really too bad. Although they have ferocious faces, they are like immature children with weak strength. Killing such guys is like cutting melons and vegetables. No matter how you kill them, it is not enjoyable, and it is extremely boring.

Seeing the rapid reduction in the number of corpse sunflowers, Zheng Xian Swordfish and Silver Ghost have now begun to focus on guarding against the sinister cultivator that the sweet potato old man said.

This immortal cultivator refined so many people into corpse sunflowers, Xiu Ding must not be underestimated.

Wu's voice sounded in Zheng Xian's mind at this moment: "Something is moving underground."

Zheng Xian couldn't squint his eyes, he didn't see through the soil to repair things now, but Zheng Xian stretched out his hand to touch the ground, closed his eyes and concentrated, and then he really felt an irregular tremor in the ground.

Zheng Xian didn't think that there would be such a thing without such a space creature.

If the bodies of corpse sunflowers are not attacked by spells, they are almost immortal, because their souls are sealed in their bodies, even if the corpses are rotten and rotten, the souls are still trapped in the pile of mud and cannot come out .

And precisely because the spirit is still there, this muddy thing will not be decomposed naturally, and the dust will return to the dust. Over time, roots will sprout again in the mud, and new life will grow. The spirit imprisoned in the mud It will also regain a flexible body.

This is the ultimate in raising corpses and feeding souls.

So those corpse sunflowers on the ground are just unformed things. After the corpse sunflowers, there are existences called three corpse fruits. These existences were born from the rotting corpse sunflowers and lurked in the soil.

The habit of the three corpse fruits is completely different from that of the corpse sunflower that constantly absorbs the energy veins in the sun. They are afraid of the sun and hate the energy veins. They prefer dragon veins, so they are willing to get close to the soil and hide in the depths of the mud layer.

Seeing that the sunflower corpses on the ground were killed, the ground of the village began to shake, and the shaking was concentrated around the monks, nuns, Taoist priests, and Nightingale.

At this moment, Dao Sheng [-] and Dao Sheng [-] grabbed a handful of seeds and threw them into their mouths, chewing and staring at the ground intently.

The two monks clasped their hands together, as if they were recovering their vitality.

The nun did not take the initiative to kill, so the vitality of her body was not consumed much. Her ruthless phoenix eyes stared at the feet that were shaking more and more violently, and the whisk in her hand began to move automatically without wind, swaying endlessly.

Nightingale didn't bother to stand still and wait, and trampled down on the ground with one foot. There was a muffled bang, and the ground of more than ten square meters around her collapsed as if being hit by a giant hammer.

Immediately, the swaying ground around Nightingale was silent for a moment, but then, ten meters away from Nightingale, things suddenly broke through the ground one by one, drilled out suddenly, and soared into the air.

These things are only one meter high and short, with pointed heads and short tails, white and tender like bamboo shoots, and they break through the ground slowly. From a distance, they look like dozens of missiles jumping out of the ground.

At this moment, the ground became like a hornet's nest, with countless pitch-black holes appearing.

These things look exactly like the villains who besieged the eight soldiers not long ago.

These things all had sinister and stern faces, let out strange howls, and shot towards Nightingale. At this time, Nightingale was like a bull's-eye aimed at by dozens of missiles.

The Withering Stone on the back of the Nightingale Mech suddenly flashed a dazzling glare, and from the center of the Withering Stone, hundreds of Withering Aurora burst out.

With a bang, the aurora flashed, and then dozens of stern villains were pierced one after another, flying towards the surroundings, and before they fell to the ground, they disintegrated at the point of penetration and turned into a pile of powder.

Nightingale's attack was clean and neat, monks and Taoist priests were not easy, and that nun's attack was even more pungent, hundreds of three corpses were beheaded to scum in an instant.

But the ground began to shake more violently, and the low and dilapidated buildings in the village began to collapse one after another.

A voice exploded from the dullness of the ground.

"Who dares to disturb Zun Qingxiu?"

Zheng Xian and the others narrowed their eyes slightly. In the middle of the village, the ground suddenly cracked, and then a huge and luxurious bed inlaid with gold and jade was drilled out of the ground.

The big bed was hollowed out from the whole locust tree, and all kinds of ferocious ghosts were carved on it, all of which were scenes of eating people and drinking blood. I don't know what's on the bed.

"Just you little bastards in the fractal realm dare to provoke you? Are you full enough? Kill the corpse sunflower that you have cultivated so hard, and kill hundreds of people with the three corpse fruits that you eat. Too many, I can't afford to add up the lives of all of you!"

There is a softness in this ferocious voice, and behind the softness, there is a feeling that one person speaks and thousands of people echo, it seems that the speaker is not alone, there are thousands of people speaking together, but only one of the voices It's just bigger.

The benevolent face of the big fat monk King Kong suddenly changed at this time, and he became the King Kong who suppresses demons and demons in the temple. He looked ferocious, with two sharp fangs growing out of his mouth, and said, "Monster, you refine people's souls. Raising meat corpses to go evil, today I will use Buddhism to destroy your whole body, take your soul, and suppress it under the Demon Tower of Jiuluo Town!"

Speaking of that, King Kong's pair of golden arms suddenly disassembled from the monk's shoulders, and flew up in the air. His two arms twisted left and right like twists, and his fingers clasped together, like the top of a tower, finally forming a pagoda. The sky swelled a hundred times in an instant, like a hill, enveloping the incomparably luxurious bed.

Judging by the size comparison, the luxurious big bed is obviously like a straw stick under the crushing of a boulder.

A sneer came from the luxurious big bed: "Aren't the bald donkeys of the Buddhist family huddled in the little bliss of Foji Mountain? When did they dare to run to this vicious and hopeless plain? Want to show off their prestige on the territory of the lord?" , let’s call all Bodhisattvas and Arhats of your Buddhist family to come!”

Speaking of which, the curtain on the luxurious big bed trembled suddenly, and a black thing flew out of it, and it jumped onto the demon tower of Jiuluo Town, which was twisted by hands like a hill, and then the golden Jiuluo Town Puffs of pitch-black smoke rose suddenly from the demon tower in Luo Town, and a brain-stirring stench spread out from the smoke.

Just like the demon pagoda of Jiuluo Town made of gold, it immediately began to turn black and black. When King Kong saw it, he yelled "no" and hurriedly shouted. , but King Kong didn't dare to take back these two blackened arms that had already started to rot.

King Kong opened his mouth wide and sprayed on both arms violently. Strands of golden sand sprayed out from King Kong's mouth. These golden sands were sprayed on his blackened arms over and over again, and puffs of black smoke continued to flow. Rising up, after a dozen or so mouthfuls, the jet black color on these two arms was finally removed.

King Kong quickly retracted his two arms and put them together on his shoulders, but it could be seen that these two arms were obviously not as flexible and powerful as before. They looked like two recovering patients from serious illnesses.

Next to King Kong, the young monk with a huge monster earphone who never spoke, with a face full of pretentiousness, suddenly opened his eyes. These eyes were as round as ping pong balls, and there were two silver lights in his angry eyes. It burst out, heading straight for the pitch-black thing that had just polluted the Demon Tower of Jiuluo Town.

The pitch-black thing screamed strangely in the air, as nimble as a falcon, seemed to be a little afraid of the angry silver light, turned around in the air, and then plunged back into the gorgeous locust tree bed.

When he got there, Zheng Xian could see clearly that it was a very ugly strange cat whose whole body was pitch black.

The two silver lights that spewed out from the angry eyes failed to hit the strange cat, so he was not discouraged, turned sharply in the air, and pierced towards the curtain of the luxurious bed.

Who knew that these two swords were like swords, and the tofu-like silver light of killing the corpse sun pierced the curtain, and then dissipated like a fart with a puff.

Staring at a pair of angry headphones, the monk didn't have the slightest surprise. He pursed his lips and slapped the back of his head with his palm, and the pair of wide-eyed eyes suddenly flew out of their sockets.

The pair of eyeballs overlapped in the air, turning into double pupils. Immediately, a ray of light appeared within, and without seeing any strong light cutting, dozens of slash marks like sharp sword slashes appeared on the luxurious big bed. .

Curls of smoke emerged from every cut mark, and there seemed to be a face twisted and struggling in the soul, and then released as the smoke became peaceful, and then disappeared.

"Little boy, you dare to hurt Zun's soul bed, you deserve death!"

Maybe he was really angry. After such an angry shout, a blood-red figure all over his body suddenly emerged from the veil. The figure was covered with silk and silk, all of which seemed to be skinned raw. Meat is average.

This thing was huge and extremely strong, let out a roar of excitement, and rushed towards the monk wearing the monster earphones, every step made the ground thud.

The corners of Zheng Xian's eyes couldn't twitch. The life force on this thing was as much as five thousand.

Are there immortal cultivators in the fractal realm everywhere in this immortal world?

When Zheng Xian was extremely surprised, the peeled fresh meat had already arrived in front of Angry Eye, and he punched it without any pretense.

"This is the Wuxiu who stripped off his skin three years ago. Although Wuxiu's supernatural powers are no longer there after being refined into meat treasures, after several years of careful training by Zun, the strength of this Wuxiu's fists has increased. Undiminished, this punch is enough to blow up your flesh directly."