Fairy Desire

Chapter 272 Killing with one finger

Pu Mengxiang clasped his five fingers, and the several tornadoes that had caught the blood bat's affairs squeezed together at once, crushing him to pieces in an instant.

With a wave of his hand, the other tornadoes instantly merged into the tornadoes that killed the blood bat steward, and these few tornadoes that were stained with a little blush immediately moved to Meng Xiang's side, like stars holding the moon. He guarded it.

Through the gap between the tornadoes, Meng Xiang saw the man who shouted to keep people under his command. He was a very burly man, more than one foot tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back. There are small bowls on his face, and there is a scar across the bridge of the nose that runs through the whole face, like a centipede lying on his stomach, purple red, making his already ferocious face even more terrifying.

The scar-faced man rolled his strange eyes, stared at Meng Xiang, and cursed angrily: "Damn bastard, I already told you to stop, why do you still want to kill the blood bat?"

Meng Xiang didn't speak immediately, but looked the scar-faced man up and down with his eyes, paused for a while on the huge sledgehammer in his hand, and then said lightly: "How do I know that you are talking to me? Now, what are you, why should I listen to you?"

Meng Xiang already seemed a little impatient.Although the amount of magic energy in his body has increased a lot, which is enough for him to do a lot of things, but the people who killed the Blood Shadow Demon Mountain can't replenish his magic energy at all, and fighting with them is a waste of effort, and it is a business destined to lose money .

More importantly, the Zhenshan Demonic Sutra of the Blood Shadow Demon Mountain—the Blood Shadow Demon Sutra is not what he wants at all. What he wants is the Great Formless Demon Art in the Great Formless Demon Mountain, and he has already obtained it. I really don't want to waste any more clues about where the Great Formless Demon Mountain is.

"You bastard, what are you talking about? Do you believe that I smashed you?" The scar-faced man was furious, and the centipede-like scars on his face wriggled, as if they were alive, making them even more hideous.

"If you want to do it, do it. What are you talking about? If you don't do it, I'm going to leave." Meng Xiang raised his foot and made a gesture to leave, and the tornadoes surrounding him also moved with his movement.

"Want to leave?" The scar-faced man sneered, "The person who intends to sneak into the Blood Shadow Demon Mountain and kill the Blood Shadow Demon Mountain, you still want to leave? Just dream."

The scar-faced man turned his wrist and lifted the sledgehammer, which was not much smaller than the mouth of the bathtub. The posture was like lifting a twig, which seemed extremely relaxed.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful aura emanated from his body, a strong wind surrounded his body, and red light flickered. He swung the sledgehammer, shouted, and threw it at Meng Xiang.

Immediately, a huge hammer shadow similar to a hill passed over a distance of more than a hundred feet between him and Meng Xiang, and slammed into Meng Xiang fiercely, buzzing, and the whole world seemed to be shaking.Hammer Shadow was not far from the ground, and a deep pit appeared on the ground, and the momentum was the same for a while.

With such great strength, Meng Xiang's eyes lit up, and he pointed with his hand. A tornado instantly separated from his side, and greeted the huge hammer shadow.

With a loud bang, the hammer shadow and the tornado collided and a violent explosion occurred, the tornado was scattered, and the hammer shadow was also ejected.The shock wave spread crazily, cutting off a thick layer of the ground with a radius of thousands of feet.

Boom... The scar-faced man took more than a dozen steps back before he stood still. A trace of surprise flashed across his face, but he immediately became furious. A huge pothole exploded under his feet, and he flew into the air, holding the hammer in both hands. He smashed it fiercely at Meng Xiang.

A huge hammer shadow almost twice as big as last time fell from the sky, burning with raging black flames, and smashed to the top of Meng Xiang's head.Meng Xiang only felt a big mountain fall on his shoulders, and then a wave of blazing heat surrounded him, giving him the illusion that his body was about to melt.

Pointing fingers together, the two tornadoes were immediately elongated, twisted together, spun at a high speed, formed a huge drill bit, and pierced towards the hammer shadow.

This time there was no explosion, but sparks splashed where the tip of the tornado touched the hammer shadow, and a light rain fell, which was extremely beautiful.

The scar-faced man was hanging in the air, trying to smash the tornado, his face was flushed, and his veins were bulging, like little snakes hiding under the skin, refusing to swim.

With the strength of the scar-faced man, the hammer shadow became more and more solid, and the tornado was slowly suppressed.Meng Xiang frowned, and waved to a tornado beside him, it immediately flew towards his hand, and rapidly became smaller, when it landed in his palm, it was less than a foot high.

Meng Xiang glanced at the scar-faced man with his head, and moved his palm forward, and the small tornado in his palm shot out immediately, reaching his chest in a flash.However, the scar-faced man had obviously prepared early, snorted coldly, and a dark red shield about six feet long appeared between his chest and abdomen. It was old and mottled, exuding a heavy aura.

A sharp and ear-piercing friction sounded immediately, and sparks flew between the small tornado and the shield.In an instant, there was a burnt smell in the air.Immediately afterwards, the high temperature generated by the friction actually ignited the air, and with a bang, the fire surrounded the scar-faced man inside.

The scar-faced man's complexion changed, and he let out a loud shout immediately. A powerful force erupted from his body, dispersing the flames that surrounded him, turning them into sparks that fell, and then extinguished.

But in the next instant, the complexion of the scar-faced man changed drastically: Meng Xiang was gone, disappearing without a trace under his nose.He hurriedly looked around and didn't miss any place where he could hide, but he still didn't find any trace of Meng Xiang.

Did it go underground?Just when the scar-faced man was guessing where Meng Xiang was hiding, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear, with a little carelessness: "Are you looking for me?"

The scar-faced Han suddenly felt his whole body tense, and his heart twitched violently. He turned his head to follow the sound, and immediately found that the person who made the sound was Meng Xiang, whom he was looking for so hard.At this time, he was floating behind his head, looking at him with mocking eyes.

Subconsciously, the scar-faced man withdrew the hammer, regardless of the high-speed spinning tornado below him, and threw his backhand at Meng Xiang, squeezing the air and making a piercing bang.

But it was obvious that Meng Xiang's reaction was faster. Almost at the same time as he retracted the sledgehammer, he pointed it out and poked it straight on the back of his head. With a bang, his entire index finger was almost inserted into it.

In an instant, the scar-faced man let out a miserable scream, the sledgehammer was thrown out, and he rolled and fell to the ground with his head in his arms, but before he fell to the ground, he was completely dead.It was impossible for him to survive being blasted in his brain by the extremely sharp knife energy.

Meng Xiang looked at the scarred man who had smashed a hole in the ground, shook his head slightly, waved his hand to disperse the tornado, and first picked up the dark red shield, which was of excellent quality, comparable to a high-grade spiritual weapon, but without a spiritual weapon It exists, but it's a pretty good thing.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Xiang searched the scarred man's body, but found nothing.Of course, it cannot be said that there is no gain at all. At least he got a storage bracelet made of unknown animal bones from his wrist. Can help him store a lot of things.

As for the inside of the storage bracelet, it was empty except for a half-foot-high jade bottle. After opening, there were red pills inside, exuding a strong bloody smell. Meng Xiang recognized that it was made from blood as the main raw material. The Blood Essence Pill is a medicine that assists in the cultivation of the Blood Shadow Magic Art, but it does not help Meng Xiang at all.

Meng Xiang shook his head, took one last look at the scar-faced man, and was about to leave, but just as he was about to leave, Mo Tong appeared from nowhere: "Master, are you planning to leave like this?"

"Can I stay if I don't leave? You know, the entire Blood Shadow Demon Mountain is chasing me now. Although I killed two groups of pursuers, I can't guarantee that I can kill all the pursuers."

"Master, you misunderstood. That's not what I said."

"Oh? Then what do you mean?"

Mo Tong pointed to the scar-faced man lying on the ground, and said, "Master, why don't you want him?"

"Him?" Meng Xiang was stunned for a moment, "What do I need a corpse for?"

"Master, don't you want to improve your strength as soon as possible? Although this guy's cultivation base is not too high, his vitality is extremely strong, which can be regarded as a good material."

"Material? Mo Tong, what do you mean? Can he still help me improve my strength?" Meng Xiang suddenly thought of something, his face changed, "Mo Tong, you won't let me suck his blood, right?"

"Master, where are you thinking? How could I let you suck his blood? Besides, sucking blood is such a vulgar act, how can my master do such a vulgar behavior?"

"Okay. Mo Tong, don't be a fool, just say it straight. You have to know that this is the sphere of influence of the Blood Shadow Demon Mountain. If you stay for a while, you will be in danger."

"Okay. Master, I will tell you how to use this corpse. Some time ago, you absorbed the remnant soul of the dragon in Shenlong Ridge, and got his remaining vitality. You already have the ability to open the Heaven-Suppressing Demon Tower Qualifications. On the first floor of the Heaven Suppressing Demon Tower, there is a Demon Transformation Pool. If you throw this corpse into it, the Demon Transformation Pool will convert it into magic energy. You only need to absorb the magic energy, and after refining , your strength will naturally increase."

"This... this..." Meng Xiang had a troubled look on his face.

Mo Tong seemed to know what Meng Xiang was thinking, and said, "Master, are you unable to pass the hurdle of using corpses of the same kind to improve your strength? In fact, master, you don't have to care. In a certain sense, all There is no difference in essence to all things in the Heaven and Myriad Realm, they are all transformed from the energy when the chaos first opened. Besides, after the transformation of the magic pool, it has undergone an essential change, and it is no longer the same as the corpse itself. What's more. What's more, master, what you practice is magic kung fu, and what you pay attention to is to respect your strength, do whatever you want, and have no scruples. You will have to experience this kind of thing sooner or later. If you can't break those old rules and bad habits in your heart , it is also detrimental to the improvement of your cultivation base."

Meng Xiang fell into deep thought, his expression kept changing, obviously he was having a fierce struggle in his heart.Mo Tong looked at him with a hint of anticipation in her eyes. She hoped that he could pass this hurdle and change his mentality, because only in this way could he fit in with the spirit of the magic way of cultivation, and be able to achieve higher achievements.

There are many disasters in the practice of magic arts. If you can't face up to your heart and understand your thoughts, big things will happen sooner or later, and even your life will be in danger. She doesn't want to see such a bad situation. . ..

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