Dao Fruit

Snap! Snap! Snap!

The exploded arms were scattered on the ground. Shi Jianhui tilted his body and collapsed on the ground, thoughts and ideas whistling around him.

While wandering, figures emerged from the thoughts, including old farmers plowing the fields, shepherd boys herding cattle, women cooking and washing, and men walking up the mountain with their backs hunched over...

Each of these figures seemed ordinary, but at this moment, they were fatal to Shi Jianhui!

"What's going on? What's going on? Is this happening?"

She asked three times in a row what was going on. Her eyes gradually became dull, and she felt like she was absent-minded. Thoughts were devouring his soul!

Sudden!

Shi Jianhui screamed, and blood suddenly appeared all over his body. He actually transported his true energy to every part of his body and exploded. His whole body bounced off the ground and rushed towards Qiu Yan, who was very close at hand!

The remaining hand reached forward, its fingers turned into claws, and its fingertips were as sharp as knives, and it was about to fall on Qiu Yan's head.

But Qiu Yan didn't move. He just looked up and his eyes fell on his five fingers.

Snap!

His five fingers exploded, and strong thoughts surged out of them.

Then, Qiu Yan's eyes turned, and with a glance, Shi Jianhui's palms, wrists, forearms, elbows, and upper arms exploded one after another. Thoughts were flying among the flying bones, flesh, and blood.

Plop.

The furious Shi Jianhui fell to the ground, his two arms completely exploded, and his two calves exploded one after another, with blood dripping like rain.

blame! injustice! willing!

Those thoughts rolled, gathered, and wrapped around her body, exuding an artistic conception of destruction, falling, and dying together, constantly impacting Shi Jianhui's soul, eating away at her soul and true energy, and giving her a creepy feeling.

"Where do these thoughts come from? Why do you hate me so much? Are you willing to die together?"

While struggling, Shi Jianhui's heart was filled with doubts.

Qiu Yan's voice sounded at the right time: "Of course they want to die with you. I spent two years on these resentments. They were collected from the dilapidated villages in southern Xinjiang. Those who died tragically at the claws and mouths of the demons, even the souls No longer exists, but the resentment still persists and I want to seek justice.”

Dark auras vaguely appeared on Qiu Yan's body.

"Mortal regrets? If my soul had not been suppressed by the power of transshipment, how could I have suffered such humiliation if my soul was not in harmony with me? You are a good trick. I wonder when you injected the mortal resentment into the flesh and blood of my body?"

"I did not put these thoughts into your body, but you took them in yourself! You suddenly changed the house. The soul and the body are repelled, the five senses are no longer sensitive, and it is normal not to notice them." Qiu Yan said, and glanced at the ground. water stains.

Seeing his action, Shi Jianhui had a flash of inspiration in his heart!

"Medicinal materials! These thoughts are attached to the medicinal materials! As soon as I soaked the medicine, it invaded my body unknowingly! Hu Yuming, he actually betrayed me!"

Listening to Shi Jianhui's scream, Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes and controlled the grievances.

puff! puff! puff!

Several explosions. Shi Jianhui rolled over, and various parts of his body exploded one after another. A large number of thoughts spewed out and wrapped around the remains of flesh and blood. There is a tendency to pull out the living soul!

"Seizing the opportunity when the opponent's soul was unstable, he mixed his resentment into the medicinal materials, and coupled with the Taoist priest's action, he finally got his wish. Since the Taoist priest wanted to take revenge, he must consider the demon king's cultivation and divine status, and there will be arrangements. I took advantage of the situation, and even the Demon King, who had lived for more than seven hundred years, had no power to fight back, but..."

Qiu Yan stood there, silent, his whole body tense and alert, as if waiting for something.

"Aren't you going to take action yet?"

The moment he thought this, Shi Jianhui suddenly stopped screaming.

Then, a seal that fell on the ground flew straight up, and with an impact, it hit a ball of divine power!

The three balls of light originally fell on the ground, but as the seal collided, one of them flew up and combined with the seal. The emerald light immediately changed and turned into a faint blue!

Immediately afterwards, the blue light formed a whirlpool, and a figure shot out from it. The face of a young man and the black robe appeared. As soon as he appeared, he raised his hand and shot out a blue divine power, pointing directly at Qiu Yan!

In an instant, the ground of the ancestral hall softened, and gurgling mud spurted out from between the gaps in the stone slabs on the ground.

Ancestor of Black Marsh, the gods have arrived!

Qiu Yan had been prepared for a long time. He didn't need to dodge. He raised his hand and pointed, and a little green light shot out from his fingertips!

compression! Gather!

As this green light left, Qiu Yan's aura suddenly dropped, as if all his strength and strength had left his body with this light.

At some point, the blue divine power collided with the green light spot. The blue light spread and roared, boiling like waves and swamps, trying to swallow up the light spot. However, the green light exploded, and the flames roared out, steaming the waves and roasting them. The power erupted from the dry swamp was beyond the expectations of the ancestor of the black swamp.

Annihilation!

The blue and green disappeared simultaneously, silently.

The whole ancestral hall shook violently!

"Huh? This light is actually divine power? And it is extremely compressed divine power using a certain method!" The ancestor of Black Marsh was surprised, and his expression changed.

The power of fortune that enveloped the entire ancestral hall also began to suppress the divine body of the Black Marsh Ancestor.

The luck is gurgling like running water, seeping down, and the body of the ancestor of Black Marsh is unstable, showing a feeling of weakness.

"The power of transshipment? It's actually reversing luck and suppressing the divine body! Even the divine power is faintly imprisoned. Whose handiwork is this?"

At this moment, Shi Jianhui, who was still struggling on the ground, suddenly coughed up blood and said, "Hei Zang, since you are a servant, you should bear it for me. You are a divine body, half real and half virtual, and you will recover soon!"

Before Hei Zang Patriarch could speak, he saw Shi Jianhui's bloody right shoulder make a cracking sound, the bones broke through the body, extended section by section, condensed into a bone arm, and grabbed the blue-glowing seal.

The talisman and the seal have been integrated into one, and the back of the seal is engraved with a continuous swamp.

Infusion!

The resentment was infused into the seal!

The divine body of Hei Zang Patriarch shook violently, the black robe fluttered, fell down piece by piece, and turned into mud.

"My king, you!"

As soon as he sensed it, Hei Zang Patriarch knew the reason and widened his eyes.

Then he saw the resentment and resentment entangled with Shi Jianhui through the connection of the seal and the talisman. Transferred over, invaded the body of the Black Swamp Ancestor!

The Black Swamp Ancestor's divine talisman was in Shi Jianhui's hand. As soon as he thought about it, resentment rolled in, and he had no way to resist!

As he spoke, more and more resentment rose up, whistling towards the Black Swamp Ancestor, and Shi Jianhui's distorted face gradually calmed down.

All this happened in a flash. Seeing that Shi Jianhui was about to get rid of all his resentment, at this moment, Qiu Yan raised his hand and pinched a seal.

Puff!

A light sound suddenly came from the surface of the Black Swamp Ancestor's divine body, and a connection of luck in the dark became clear in an instant, and then a hexagram flew rapidly along the connection and imprinted on his body.

Li Gua Jiu San, fierce!

"What!"

The Black Swamp Ancestor and Shi Jianhui were shocked at the same time, but before the two of them could react. The hexagram had exploded, turned into a ball of fire, and exploded, burning not the divine body. But luck!

With bad luck, the Black Swamp Ancestor could no longer resist the power of fortune spreading all around him. His entire body was invaded by the power, and because of the connection between the seal and the talisman, this power of fortune, together with the Nine-Three Evil Trigram, was naturally transmitted to Shi Jianhui.

Shi Jianhui, whose situation had just improved, screamed. The only intact flesh and blood that remained instantly shattered, and the resentment of the people gushed out, thick and entangled.

Qiu Yan put down his hand and looked at the scene in front of him, still expressionless, but calmer in his heart: "The Swamp Prince Gloran is indeed connected to the Black Swamp Ancestor. Since we have to complete the cause and effect, we can't leave any more tails. A fourth-grade god, if left alone, will eventually be a trouble. Let's end it all today!"

"You scholar, you are full of conspiracies and tricks! But it's still a hundred years too early to destroy me!"

Suddenly, Shi Jianhui's whole body exploded, blood splattered, and a demon pill that was broken into several pieces flew out. Immediately, the true essence rolled, and it forced away a little bit of the power of luck and the resentment of the people, and flew towards the **** on the high platform of the ancestral hall.

Seeing this, Qiu Yan pulled out a bamboo slip from his sleeve.

"At this point, you still want to struggle? Haven't you heard that those who are righteous have many supporters, and those who are unrighteous have few supporters? The time, the place, and the people are all there, how can you escape with your life?"

As soon as the bamboo slip came out, Qiu Yan's momentum suddenly changed, exuding a huge momentum!

A low voice of recitation came out from the bamboo slips, radiating all around.

The scattered resentments shook together, combined with the power of order in the world, and clearly manifested human figures, old and young, male and female, strong and thin, good and evil.

These people were confused at first, and then they shuddered and looked in one direction. At the end of their sight, it was the broken demon pill.

"What kind of magic is this?"

The demon pill was imprisoned by the vast order and stagnated, but it exploded at all costs. It was about to be freed. At this time, a shadow suddenly jumped out of Shi Jianhui's soul.

Gloomy! Chaos! Disorder!

Shi Jianhui's soul actually burned from the inside out!

"Heart demon! Heart demon! When did I get infected with the heart demon?"

Amid screams, the demon pill shattered, and the scarlet true essence was about to explode, but before it dispersed, it was surrounded by figures that pounced on it.

Soon, the scarlet color disappeared.

Among the figures transformed by these resentments, Qiu Yan vaguely saw several familiar figures in his memory, but these were all memories of his previous life.

"Yesterday's cause, today's result, good and evil will be rewarded in the end."

He sighed, and a crisp sound came from the bottom of his heart, as if something had cracked.

The dark gas that appeared on the surface of the body had turned into chains, breaking and disintegrating.

The cause and effect of gratitude and hatred, all!

Qiu Yan felt his whole body lighten, and his soul jumped out naturally, not suppressed by the power of transfer, not impacted by the masculine blood, floating and rising.

In the sky, a bright star appeared, and a ray of light shone down. (To be continued, please search for Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!

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