Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 96
Seeing this scene, Wang Mu's heart trembled. After waiting for thousands of years, she finally found the person in her heart. But just after meeting, is she going to say goodbye forever?
But there is no other way, except self-destructive practice, she can't get out of the seal at all, if she can't get out, she can only be burned to death by the fire of hell, but how can she get out?What can be left?
It was very strange at first, but at this moment, even though it was still strange, every heartbeat of Wang Mu was affected by this strange evil spirit.

"Ah..." After a short interval, there was another monstrous roar, and in the next second, within the mask curved by the gossip array, the green brilliance suddenly flourished.

There was no sound, as if time had stopped completely, and all the swaying green brilliance in the crypt were still, only the dazzling green light flickered in the central mask.

And in that dazzling brilliance, the evil spirit dressed in white suddenly dissipated, and after that, the whole mask trembled rapidly.

"Crack clap..."

Broken!The moment the evil spirits dispersed, a huge amount of spiritual power suddenly gushed out from the mask, and the mask was shattered, turning into countless fragments and falling, and then, the entire crypt returned to its previous darkness in an instant, and all the splendor and hellfire All disappeared.

"I said, you don't want to move him. Let him go..."

In the quiet darkness, a faint sound came, and then people saw that where the hellfire was rushing before, a thin and vague phantom condensed slowly and floated towards this side.

Wang Mu's heart ached suddenly.

It's that evil spirit, but it's no longer a powerful evil spirit. In order to break through the seal, she lost all her cultivation. The remaining ray of soul power at this moment is so weak and blurred that even her face can't be seen. unclear.

"Hehe," the black shadow in the lead turned around and sneered, "As an evil spirit, you can't do anything to us, let alone this sporadic soul power now? Dissipate it, and there won't be any breath of you in this world."

As he spoke, he raised his long sword.

"Wait a minute." Wang Mu's weak voice came.

The black shadow stopped in his tracks, turned his head, his dark green eyes showed a trace of teasing, at the same time, he waved his hand, and a gust of wind blew away, causing the evil spirit's remaining soul power to fly away automatically. go out.

Wang Mu struggled to stand up, standing with one palm on his chest, with a smile on his face.

"Amitabha, why do you have to kill all the benefactors? Poor monks are always good. Why don't you let me go. When I come to this mortal world in the future, I will treat everyone to dinner."

He looked at the leading black figure with a smile, showing no signs of being killed.

"Hehe," Heiying laughed, his eyes trembling, and he raised his head and laughed wildly, "Haha..."

While laughing wildly, he said sarcastically, "Flower Buddha, who are you? Why is everyone in the three realms and nine regions trying to kill you? I thought you were a big shot, so it turns out... haha... your death is imminent, you Still in the mood for a joke?"

He couldn't even open his laughing eyes, and the rest of the extremely dark shadows laughed too.

During this period, Wang Mu held the fire dragon ball tightly with his other hand, and the blood between his fingers slowly melted into the dragon ball.

"Hey, what is the Flower Buddha?" He took a step forward and asked with a smile.

"Haha..." The black shadow in the lead laughed even harder, leaning forward and back, pointing at Wang Mu, and said intermittently: "You, you don't even know who you are? Haha... so pitiful! I'm sorry, I I can’t help you either! I only know that Emperor Hanyou Huoming called you that, and I only know that those who bear the peach blossom seal are called Flower Buddha and should be killed..."

"Grass mud horse!" Before Hei Ying finished speaking, Wang Mu stared suddenly, raised his hand and threw the dragon ball out.

"Puchi...boom!"

Unpredictable, Sombra was still smiling, and the dragon ball suddenly smashed into his body, just like burning coal encountering ice and snow, Somiko's body was easily corroded by the dragon ball, and fell into his chest.

Immediately afterwards, a red fire rushed up.

All the shadows were stunned.

"Ah..." The laughter stopped abruptly, and the leader of the shadow suddenly screamed, then lowered his head, looking at the burning chest, his green eyes showed fear.

Instinctively, the long sword in his hand fell off, he raised his hand directly into his chest, grabbed the dragon ball and threw it out, so his hand also burned.

"Bastard!" Throwing away the dragon ball, the black shadow growled, raised his hand and threw it at Wang Mu's chest.

The palm of the hand that had been burned to the bone burst into a big group of green light, Wang Mu frowned, and raised his arms to block!

"Boom!" The two kinds of brilliance, color and green, exploded, and Wang Mu was blasted out again.

"Brother Mu..." In the distance, Ye Feng yelled worriedly, but there was nothing he could do.

The remnant soul of the evil spirit was also extremely anxious, with tears in her eyes, but she couldn't get close to those eight black shadows at all. Now, with her ray of soul power, even the aura of those eight black shadows couldn't resist.

Next, Brother Wang accepted a stormy baptism.

The leader, Soi Ying, was completely enraged. The majestic master of the primordial spirit stage was plotted against by a rookie who hadn't completed the foundation building stage. If he hadn't already attained the primordial spirit and his body was burnt like this by the dragon balls, he might not even die. Gone.

The rest of the black shadows were equally enraged. If a rookie dared to play tricks in front of a group of experts like them, he would definitely be courting death, and it would be a shame to them!

Eight black shadows surrounded Wang Mu. They were not in a hurry to kill Wang Mu, but started to beat him like raindrops.

The dark green brilliance flickered like lightning, and there were continuous crackling sounds, the ashes were flying, and the strong wind was blowing.

Wang Mu shrank in the center, gritted his teeth, and watched the stormy bombardment.

Every punch and every kick carried immense force. The colorful brilliance on Wang Mu's body was smashed as soon as it appeared. , and Wang Mu clenched his fists more and more tightly.

These black shadows were angry, and Wang Mu was even more angry. He refused to accept it, and he was not reconciled.

What did I do wrong?To lead this gate of hell to wait for thousands of years to kill him?And it is life after life!
Also, the black shadow said that in the Three Realms and Nine Regions, anyone who sees the peach blossom seal will be killed!

Why?Lao Tzu's birthmark doesn't matter to you?

He vomited blood one mouthful, and his consciousness began to blur, but the resentment in his heart became more and more intense, and the Zhishui state of mind that he had practiced for many years was showing turbulent waves.

He began to understand why his master always warned him not to reveal the peach blossom mark. It turned out that this mark is the greatest disaster in the Nine Regions, and whoever has it will surely die.

But why!
His eyes started to turn red, looking at Ye Feng, Duan Yixue... and that evil spirit.

These brothers and women, are they going to be tired by themselves and die unjustly at the hands of the gate of hell?Just because of my own birthmark?Ridiculous, hateful!
Finally, the eight black shadows were relieved, stepped back a few steps, and Wang Mu appeared among them.

Brother Wang has never been so embarrassed, covered in ashes, spit out a big puddle of blood in front of his face, lying on the ground unable to get up.

On his neck, there was only a faint brilliance left in the imprint of peach blossoms, and it did not sink into the skin, but was still surfacing and flickering, as if it was on the verge of drying up.

"Kill him." The leader of the black shadow said coldly, black smoke was still rising from his chest, revealing his white bones.

Ye Feng clenched his fists tightly, but was unable to get up, Yan Kuan couldn't bear to look directly at him, Duan Yirui cursed incoherently, as if he felt that this was a nightmare, Duan Yixue, like the evil spirit, shook his head and burst into tears under the rain...

They didn't realize that although Brother Wang was embarrassed, he kept rolling his eyelids and staring at these black figures. His eyes were already blood red, he was unconscious, and only had strong violence.

It was formed by the condensation of monstrous resentment.

A black figure stepped forward with a long sword, raised it slowly, and stabbed down quickly, the cold wind blowing away the ashes on Wang Mu's back first.

"Om..."

As if feeling something, the peach blossom seal that was already on the verge of exhaustion suddenly trembled, and at the same time, Wang Mu's blood-red eyes also trembled.

All dissatisfaction, all resentment and violence erupted in an instant!
"Uh... ah..."

He clenched his fists and roared, the peach blossom seal on his neck suddenly scattered, and the twelve petals separated and scattered into various parts of Wang Mu's body.

"Boom!" The more intense colorful brilliance exploded, like a colorful rain curtain all over the sky.

"What?" The leading black shadow screamed, and the black shadow that raised the long sword was shocked back a few steps.

All the black shadows frowned and looked at the sky above Wang Mu.

Ye Feng was also stunned for a while!
Miracle!No, it's a miracle!

At this moment, everyone has this idea in their hearts!
The tear-filled eyes of the evil spirit instantly filled with surprise.

"It's you, it's really you!" She exclaimed, even though she couldn't resist the wind pressure, she still took steps to get closer, to see the eyebrows and eyes that haunted her dreams more clearly.

On Wang Mu's back, a white-clothed figure emerged, not the same as Wang Mu, but with the same bright eyes, but looked more quietly, and the eyes were as deep as the vast starry sky.

He is dressed in snow-white clothes with a faint light, his forehead has the shape of colorful * characters, and on his neck, there is also a colorful peach blossom birthmark, but he has the long hair of ancient times, but he stands with one hand on his chest , Do the appearance of Buddhist disciples.

For a moment, the entire cold underground was filled with a peaceful and warm atmosphere. Although the figure was a bit hazy and hazy, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind, it exuded a calm and majestic aura like heaven and earth.

"Flower Buddha Yuanshen?!" Looking at the figure, the headed man in black turned pale with shock, "Quick, let's go together!"

(End of this chapter)