Urban Witcher

Crazy... This thought just flashed through Yang Gongzi's mind.

Nangongying shot forty blood drops again...

One thousand and eighty-one blood drops.

"Pfft!" Nangongying couldn't control it anymore, the lamp was exhausted, and she sprayed a rose-colored blood arrow forward, and she fell limply to the ground.

Almost at the same time, one of the three will-o'-the-wisps transformed by the Sanqing Ghost Talisman on Daofeng's body suddenly went out.

The blood drops that had been squeezed outside immediately found a gap, swarmed up, and soon broke through the defense of the other two blood drops. Once the will-o'-the-wisps were extinguished, Daofeng had no defense anymore, and R's body was immediately covered by countless blood drops. When hit by a bullet, only the defense of the spirit body can resist it at first, but the blood drop will shatter immediately when it hits the body.

However, there were too many blood drops, one thousand and eighty-one, one after another, finally pierced Daofeng's clothes and skin, and made his spiritual body into a sieve. When the blood storm completely passed, The bursting blood droplets formed a sea of ​​blood on the ground, and Daofeng's body... was also in pieces, melting into the sea of ​​blood.

This process was slow to say, but it happened overnight. Yang Gongzi's reaction was already fast, and he flew to rescue Daofeng, but just halfway through the flight, it was over.

Yang Gongzi stared at the blood on the ground, and was stunned on the spot.

Daofeng is a ghost, after beheading a corpse, he cultivated into a substantial spirit body. When the spirit body is destroyed, the soul is no longer there. Let alone a ghost, he can't even be a spirit...

Daofeng... is dead?

This is an obvious fact, but Yang Gongzi couldn't believe it. He stared blankly at the location where Daofeng's spiritual body was destroyed. After a long time, his knees softened, he knelt on the ground, and hissed, "Daofeng!"

Tears fell like rain.

Although Nangongying also saw Daofeng die by her own hands, she couldn't believe it. Even though she was severely injured by the backlash due to excessive use of blood drops, she still managed to get up and looked in the same direction as Yang Gongzi. past.

After a while, he realized that Daofeng was really dead—the spirit body had been destroyed, and it was impossible for any creature to survive.

Nangongying took a breath, looked at the direction where Daofeng disappeared, and murmured: "This is the most exhilarating battle I have ever experienced in my life, Daofeng, I will remember you as an opponent. From now on, I will be You, what you have not done, I will help you to do it..."

"I don't need you to do it for me."

A cold voice came from above.

Both Nangongying and Yang Gongzi were startled, they raised their heads suddenly, and saw a familiar figure standing on the top of the thickest Bodhi tree, holding a ball of pitch-black flames in their hands, leaning over to look at them.

Daofeng!

He was still wearing a blue shirt, and there was no trace of blood on his face. His long hair was randomly tied behind his head with a hair rope. The hair was a little messy, but it was more temperamental.

His whole body was covered with a layer of light blue brilliance, almost transparent, but it seemed that there was something more than before. Yang Gongzi couldn't notice it for a while, she was still immersed in a kind of joy of regaining what was lost, and rushed under the tree in one breath, calling Daofeng's name forgetfully.

Daofeng landed slowly, smiled at her, and only said three words: "I'm fine."

Yang Gongzi looked him up and down worriedly, and said in surprise: "When did you go to the tree, why didn't I see it, and what was it that was wiped out by blood drops?"

"I didn't go to the tree. The one killed by the blood drop was really my spiritual body, and I really died."

Yang Gongzi was a little confused when he heard it, and murmured: "Then why are you not dead?"

"If you don't die, how can you be reborn from Nirvana?"

Daofeng exhaled lightly, and said: "I abandoned my spiritual body, the primordial spirit came out of my body, and reshaped a spiritual body, so I was resurrected."

Yang Gongzi stared at him blankly, "I don't understand, how can Yuanshen reshape the spirit body? What kind of spell is this?"

"This is not magic." Ye Shaoyang looked at her, and lightly uttered four words like thunderbolts: "Cut the corpse to prove the way!"

Cutting the corpse...Yang Gongzi suddenly understood, and she, who was never moved by external objects, also covered her mouth in surprise.

Daofeng walked up to Nangongying, stared at him, and said slowly: "One thousand and eighty-one blood drops is really amazing. If it wasn't for a coincidence, with my previous strength, I couldn't handle it."

"I'm also beyond my body's capacity. And you only used the Sanqing Ghost Talisman to resist, and didn't use any magic weapon, so you still have more strength. If you lose, you lose, and there is nothing to say."

Nangongying got up from the ground, her eyes were a little lonely, but she didn't feel unwilling. After such a hearty battle, winning or losing is not that important anymore.

Daofeng shook his head and said: "If you break my Sanqing Ghost Talisman, other methods will not be able to resist you. Besides, I know that you have ten thousand Buddhas in your heart, so this method has not been used."

Nangong Ying said: "The Emperor of Ten Thousand Buddhas is indeed the most powerful method, but unfortunately I am arrogant, I have not understood the Buddhist teachings, I have not fully controlled this magical method, and I dare not use it recklessly. I want to go back to retreat, to comprehend the Dharma, and when I succeed, Daofeng, I will challenge you again."

Daofeng nodded slightly, and said: "I'll give you a word, all dharmas return to the sect, the monk's practice method may not be suitable for you, you still need to find your own Dao heart."

Nangongying nodded, turned and left without saying much.

Watching Nangongying's figure disappear, although Yang Gongzi didn't need to breathe, he exhaled forcefully to vent his emotions, looked at Daofeng and said, "Did you plan to use his blood drops to kill the spirit body?" ?”

Daofeng shook his head: "How could such an opportunity be thought of in advance? I just refined the Sanqing Ghost Talisman. I intended to use his blood drops to test the power of the Ghost Talisman. I didn't expect it to be so powerful that I almost died. It was only at the last moment that I had a flash of inspiration and made this opportunity."

Yang Gongzi seemed to have realized something, exhaled and said: "I was really scared to death before, I thought you were really dead..."

Daofeng also looked back at her, with a rare tenderness in his eyes, he smiled lightly, said nothing, and didn't need to say anything.

At this time, an old man in blue came in from the woods, it was Qing Yunzi, with his hands folded, his waist bent, he looked like an old country farmer, it was the wretched Qing Yunzi.

Qing Yunzi walked to a place more than ten meters away from Daofeng and stopped, looked him up and down, and said, "Cut another corpse?"

Daofeng nodded, "Thank you Master for protecting me these days."

Qing Yunzi said: "How do you feel?"

"Reshaping the spirit body, with blood and R, is very different from before."

Qing Yunzi nodded, and said: "You are also rare. First, you used human magic to cut off one corpse, and then you were reborn in the death fight, and cut off two corpses. Now you, your cultivation base has also increased by one Huiyuan, and you are in the whole world. Huang Quan also has few opponents."

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