Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 447

High in the sky, Long Shaoyu floated down with a face full of despair.

Wang Mu was doomed, but his plan was also in vain!This kid is such a big bastard!
He wanted to kill Wang Mu, but he never said that he would use the fire of hell to kill him. You know, the fire of hell can instantly turn everything in the world into nothingness, leaving nothing behind. And how to prove that Hua Buddha was killed by him, Long Shaoyu?
If it is impossible to prove that Hua Buddha was killed by him, Long Shaoyu, then who will believe what he said in his follow-up plan with the help of Hua Buddha's death?If no one believed it, wouldn't his plan be in vain.

Long Shaoyu's estimation was correct before, Wang Mu was indeed very powerful, so he arranged the trap of Hellfire, but he just wanted Hellfire to seriously injure Wang Mu, and then take the opportunity to kill him.

But now... this big bastard actually jumped in by himself?The whole person jumped in!

Then the result must be that there will be no hair left. How can it be proved that he died in his hands?What kind of hatred, what kind of resentment, as for it, I rely on it!

The reincarnation of the dignified flower Buddha and the dignified colorful auspicious dragon, how could they use such a cowardly method as suicide?
Even if you want to commit suicide, can you leave a few things that can prove your status as a flower buddha before you die?

Long Shaoyu was going crazy!

The revival of the Long family, the throne of the overlord of the three domains of the human world, and the sensational reputation of the world, just disappeared with Wang Mu jumping into the sea of ​​flames.

"Master, what should we do now?" A confidant asked.

Long Shaoyu took a deep breath and murmured weakly: "What else can I do, let's go home."

After speaking, he dragged his body and walked away, looking very tired.

The rest of the people looked at each other and followed slowly. Hundreds of people walked sparsely, like a plate of loose sand, making the surging green fire behind them look more domineering.

"wrong!"

After walking a few steps, Long Shaoyu suddenly stopped again, then turned around abruptly, looking at the surging hellfire, his eyes suddenly became horrified.

The fire of hell is very strange, it will explode only when it senses that something has fallen into the sea of ​​darkness, and once the foreign object that fell into the sea of ​​darkness turns into nothingness, the fire of hell will subside and disappear.

But it has been a while since Wang Mu jumped into the flames, but why is the fire of hell still burning?And the momentum of Pentium has not diminished in the slightest!
A terrifying thought grew in Long Shaoyu's mind. Instinctively, he glanced around, his mental power was all over him, he didn't feel any wind, and he didn't notice any sand or other foreign objects falling into the sea of ​​darkness. , that is to say, the burning hellfire was not caused by other foreign objects.

The sky and the earth were calm, only the flames of hell were rushing endlessly. Looking at the billowing green, Long Shaoyu suddenly gasped, and a look of fear floated in his eyes.

"That kid, is he still alive?" Long Shaoyu couldn't help but exclaimed.

One word startled a thousand layers of waves.

Long Shaoyu's words made the rest of the people also notice the abnormality, so hundreds of eyes became horrified, and they all turned to the surging fire.

how can that be?Isn't the fire of hell said to be able to instantly turn everything in the world into nothingness?Why did Wang Mu go in for so long, and it was still burning?Could it be that the boy's physical body is already strong enough to compete with the fire of hell?
God-defying!
Long Shaoyu guessed right, the reason why the fire of hell has not been extinguished is because Wang Mu has not yet turned into nothingness.

Before, when Wang Mu felt the flames of hell bursting out from behind him, and seeing Long Shaoyu's behavior of wanting to let the flames of hell seriously injure him, Wang Mu was a little excited. The people at the door let Minghai out for him to use, and this group of people took the initiative to present the fire of hell behind them. How could they not seize such an opportunity.

So Wang Mu jumped in resolutely.

It's just that I didn't expect that the power of this hellfire is really terrifying enough.

Wang Mu's Absolute Soul Physique was already close to a great achievement, but once it was burned by the fire of hell, it would be weak like tofu dregs.

As soon as he entered the hellfire, Wang Mu's tyrannical body was burned through.

Yes, it was burnt through!

At this moment, Wang Mu was floating in the air deep in the sea of ​​darkness, and the fire of hell constantly rising from the ground made Wang Mu unable to fall without deliberately manipulating it, and could only be suspended in the fire.

The whole person was sitting cross-legged in the dark green fire, his clothes had been turned into nothingness, and his entire icy-colored body was full of scars, with burnt holes everywhere, looking like a burnt body, hideous and horrible terror.

The translucent icy color, coupled with those holes, can clearly see the twelve primordial spirits in Wang Mu's body, the peach blossom seal and the dragon ball, as well as a storage ring hidden in Wang Mu's dantian.

The fire of hell is too terrifying, Wang Mu's fingers have already been turned into nothingness, if he hadn't put this storage ring into his dantian in time, it might have been turned into nothingness at this moment.

The twelve primordial spirits are beating violently, constantly bursting out with vast spiritual power, resisting the erosion of the fire of hell, and one can see colored lines running along criss-crossing trajectories in the body.

The meridian has been cut off, and the trajectory of spiritual power is completely controlled by powerful spiritual power.

The peach blossom seal is also trembling violently, ready to be activated at any time to save this body.

Pain, the pain that goes deep into the soul, every cell, every trace of spirit is suffering in extreme pain.

As time went by, the bone-piercing chill made Wang Mu almost faint, but he knew that at such a moment, there must be no compromise, let alone fainting. Once the consciousness disappears, the body will disappear in an instant.

At that time, the soul will really be scattered.

Originally, the cultivation of Juehun Body has greatly weakened the perception of pain, but at this moment, the pain is extremely clear. If lying naked in the ice and snow is considered pain, then Wang Mu's feeling at this moment is definitely hundreds of times more painful , thousands of times!
Flesh and flesh cells that have not yet been cultivated to the extreme, exploded in the extreme cold, and were burned into nothingness. The size of the physical body continued to shrink, the pain can be imagined.

The vast sea of ​​consciousness is rapidly being frozen, most of the consciousness has become numb, only the endless cold can be perceived, and only the unyielding will that has accumulated for tens of thousands of years remains sober.

Absolutely cannot give up, cannot compromise, otherwise it will be wiped out.

On his face riddled with wounds, his sword eyebrows were slightly condensed, and with his eyes closed, what remained of Wang Mu's consciousness was resisting the icy cold pouring in from all directions, maintaining the cultivation of soul-destroying methods, and at the same time maintaining his mind.

If the heart is not destroyed, you can live forever.

Unimaginable persistence!How tough is it to endure it?
However, although Wang Mu was in great pain, his face full of holes did not show much pain.

The only remaining thoughts, while maintaining the operation of the exercises, are instinctively pondering the memories of tens of thousands of years of vicissitudes, with the long years of tempering, the mind is so strong that it is almost broken.

Time passed by without stopping, and scenes of memories were churning in that vague mind.

Under the peach blossom tree for 3 years of wind, frost, snow and rain, thousands of years of bloody storms, how many times of hopelessness, how many times of struggle, how many times of facing the besieged enemies all over the world, they can face it calmly, and they can be fearless. What is the fire of hell now?
The fire burning at this moment is for breaking through the shackles of fate in the future!

If my heart is undefeated, nothing in the world can defeat me!

"boom!"

Suddenly, an invisible force erupted from Wang Mu's body.

The green fire backed away for a while, and the flames oscillated and rippled in a circle and spread towards the surroundings.

On top of Wang Mu's remnant body, a large piece of icy-colored flesh and blood fell off and disappeared in the fire. The remaining less than a third of the remnant body sat in the fire like a skeleton. In comparison, the only remaining flesh and blood has become a completely transparent color.

Every piece of flesh and blood is like a dark green crystal without any impurities, shining brightly, and the twelve primordial spirits and the peach blossom seal can be seen clearly.

"Shuh... um..."

When the trembling fire returned to calm, the remaining third of Wang Mu's body also disintegrated.

Like an ice sculpture colliding with a boulder, Wang Mu's pitiful remnant body suddenly collapsed, turning into pieces of ice crystals, scattered in a pile in the fire.

However, the primordial spirit did not disappear, neither did the peach blossom seal, and the storage ring guarded by the colorful light was still swaying around the dragon ball safely.

That sliver of consciousness is still controlling the cultivation of the broken soul and residual method in nothingness.

The twelve primordial spirits rotate together with the peach blossom seal, and twelve colored lines of spiritual power continuously extend from the primordial spirit, forming a criss-crossing and densely packed network in the sky, just like when there is a body.

It's just that there is no physical body at this moment, only the primordial spirit and spiritual power are running in the air, the network of complicated colored lines running out of thin air, and the rotation of the 12 primordial spirits and peach blossom seals look terrifying.

What is even more surprising is that the scattered fragments of that one-third of the remnant body did not disappear into nothing, as if the completely transparent dark green flesh and blood had been able to completely resist the erosion of the icy fire.

"If you want to become empty, you must first destroy your soul, put it to death and then live again."

In a trance, Wang Mu muttered to himself.

After speaking, the countless colored lines that were running at high speed stopped suddenly, and then all the colored spiritual power began to flow backwards, and the twelve primordial spirits began to reverse.

"Crash!"

Intangible and strange, a powerful and terrifying meaning of destruction was born in this form of empty primordial spirit and spiritual power network, so the entire sea of ​​flames trembled violently, and the icy fire seemed to turn into sea waves, trembling endlessly.

Then, the peach blossom seal that was being turned upside down suddenly disappeared!

(End of this chapter)