The dazzling waves bursting from the Seven Killing Monument wrapped Meng Qi, and the pictures seemed to appear before him as if flowing water was present in front of him. The body and soul seemed to be in a river that never stopped flowing, with countless tributaries in the future, and unclear.

The past scenes, one's own, others', are vast and filled with the void. How to choose to make Meng Qi look big. However, any place with the Seven Killing Monument is severely disturbed because its original body is equal to the legendary relics or breath, and cannot be accurately reached!

The Seven Killing Monument has limited time to maintain. If you cannot choose quickly, the effect will disappear soon. However, Meng Qi is calm and his thoughts are turning, and he amplifies his consciousness:

"The thirty-seventh year of Tianle... Ningxin City..."

The records of the Six Doors are based on the determination of the time of death and different confessions to restore the time of murder, so it cannot be accurate, but it can basically be specific to which time, which courtyard, and which room.

Suddenly, countless pictures that make people dizzy disappeared one by one, and similar scenes were connected by consciousness. On the sixth day of the September 19th year of Tianle, what happened in the courtyard of the head of the Tiandimen Sect was separated by one breath and formed a film-like picture.

Just by scanning the eyes and identifying the spirit, Meng Qi discovered many scenes of Lin Kang, the leader of the Tiandi Sect, being assassinated, and touched his hand.

As soon as he touched one of the waves, Meng Qi felt his body lighter, and the pressure around him disappeared without a trace, as if he had jumped from the depths of the sea to mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, his soul was dizzy and his body was shaking. He felt that time and space were extremely chaotic. If it were not wrapped in the power of the Seven Killing Monument, it would be torn to pieces immediately, and would be permanently lost in the gaps of time, desolate and silent.

In Ningxin City, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and the autumn is terrifying. Lin Kang, the head of the Tiandi Sect, handled the affairs and returned to the room.

His hair was black and his breathing was long. He could not tell that he was over forty years old, his blood was strong, and his ghosts were hard to get close to. He was a rare master of seven orifices, but his methods were ruthless and ambitious. For his own status and strength, he had harmed many people and provoked many enemies.

After lighting the candle, Lin Kang picked up the lamp flowers casually, trying to make the room brighter.

On the beam of the house, a figure of Taoist crawled quietly, barely breathing. He watched Lin Kang enter the door, light a candle, and light a light.

Cracking, the lamp stamens made a crisp sound, the candlelight burst slightly, and the light surged, making Lin Kang's face a little brilliant.

Just when his mind was subconsciously attracted by the lights, the killer on the beam took action!

As fast as thunder, the sword was silent. When Lin Kang noticed it, he felt a tingling pain in the back of his head. His eyes turned black and he fell forward and pounced on the table.

If you don’t take action, you will be defeated. This is the style of the Burenlou Assassin!

Even if there is a gap in strength, as long as you grasp the right time, place and people, you can still kill the strong with the weak!

In just one breath, Lin Kang, the head of the Tiandi Sect, was assassinated and died without any resistance.

The killer was neither tall nor short, neither strong nor thin, and was like a crowd. He did not check whether Lin Kang was really dead. He didn't even look at him and ran towards the window without even looking at him, and seemed very confident in his assassination.

The wind blew, and the window opened silently. The killer's pupils suddenly contracted and his steps subconsciously slowed down because a man in blue was standing by the window!

He has handsome facial features, calm temperament, deep eyes, and stands with his hands behind his back. He just looks at himself through the open window, as if he has appreciated the entire assassination process, but he has no idea!

A great master, a real great master!

The killer has a very talented and calm mind. If he makes a mistake, he will hit the east and west and pounce on the other side.

At this moment, he saw the man in blue raised his right hand, his five fingers were slender and powerful, and his surroundings became dark. He couldn't help but throw himself over, with no resistance at all.

His right hand was white and fell on his forehead. He heard a low and demonic sound in his ears:

"The immortal touched my head and gave me the immortality."

Suddenly, the scene in front of the killer changed and he experienced life after life.

My wife worked hard and saved money to save money and offered herself to go to Beijing to take the exam. She lived up to her expectations. She was the top scorer. However, when she returned to her hometown to visit her relatives with excitement and joy, she only saw the rotten corpse that had been dead for many days and was covered in maggots. She was in her ears with a low voice that was "destined"...

A famous lady in the boudoir fell in love with a down-and-out scholar and ran away from home. However, she encountered a heartless person and was sold into a brothel with her jade arms. She finally met her biological brother who passed by this city and came to have fun. She dared not meet at this time. She cried a few times and covered her face and threw herself into the lake...

Turning into a donkey, working hard day and night, but when you are old, you will never escape a knife and become a meal on the plate...

All kinds of experiences, countless sufferings, endless reincarnation, and even death cannot escape. No matter how strong and quiet the killer's mind is, it cannot last for too long. Finally, he collapsed, tears flowed, and shit and urine surged.

Meng Qi gently stroked his right hand, and the purple light burst out. The sound of his heartbeat reflected into the killer's mind, transforming the collapse into a terrifying "heart demon". Then, with a grip in his right hand, the "heart demon" formed a cocoon and sank into the depths of the killer's spiritual sea. He will never appear on the initiative without being aroused by the Yuanxin Seal, and will not affect the killer's spiritual realm, nor will he affect his martial arts improvement, nor will he discover it!

Only when the soul, Dharma appearance and body merge into the Dharma body can you see this inner demon seed and remove it!

The way of time is affected by the confinement of the world, with small details of change and unchanging historical trends. For example, without this Buren Tower, there will definitely be another Buren Tower owner. Unless the entire Buren Tower is directly destroyed, but in that case, other killer organizations will appear and will still accept the commission. Their strength will not be lower than the peak of the outdoor scene. It will also take charge of the magic weapon, which will not help Meng Qi change the dead end.

The old demon of Heishan understood this. He had his own reasons to choose to kill Liang Wuji, break through to an unprecedented realm, and reach a new level of Huang Tiandangli. It is not necessary for history. It is achieved by relying on a strong man with unique wisdom and nature. After killing Liang Wuji, perhaps the next generation of Cangtian Sect and the next generation, some people can achieve "Huang Tiandangli", but there will be no current generation. If they can do it, they will still be the turn of Liang Wuji to complete it?

Therefore, when he saw another Supreme Elder Ji Wuliang who reached the state of "Huang Tiandao" he reached the level of "Huang Tian Dao", his heart was broken.

Meng Qi was worried about accidents and was afraid of historical changes that would cause bad changes. He chose the "intellectual demon seed" with the least impact. Until he met himself, he was limited by the world's restraint, the experience of the owner of the Buren Tower would not change at all!

If the Dharma King of the World is too deep, if he dies, he will probably disappear directly from the present because he died "early" in the nine heavens, and the current seeds of the inner demon are useless to the Dharma body. The most correct way should be to use the "Seven Killing Monument" to return to Huamei Villa a month or two ago, and tell Mr. Lu that he wants to fish and enforce the law, and plan to lure the Dharma King of the World on a certain month, day, and place, and ask him to ambush in advance.

Now that the enemy is not in the Dharma body, it is not worth making Mr. Lu doubt his abnormality for this. It may expose the Seven Killing Monument and be erased by the Six Paths.

The use of the Seven Killing Monument is ever-changing and unconventional. The beauty of using lies in one mind!

The light rose, Meng Qi disappeared from the Heaven and Earth Gate, and removed the filth from the killer's body.

When the autumn wind blew, the killer shivered and returned to his senses. He felt that there was no abnormality on his body, and he seemed a little dizzy just now.

"Although Lin Kang's Great Compassion Hand of Heaven and Earth was unable to be used, I was still affected by the death?" The killer did not dare to stay and left quickly. When he arrived at the safety place, he carefully examined himself and confirmed that there was no problem, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

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The wind is chilly in early spring, and the river flows quietly. In the "Void Glass Realm", the envoy of the Cong Divine opened a distance. He saw the Transparent Short Blade, the Dharma Body Token, escaped into the void again, flashed to Meng Qi, and slashed towards his head. He saw the "Blessed Finger of Pure Bliss" of Bodhisattva Huanxi as the light. The "Bodhisattva Joy Weaving" born on the ninth-grade lotus platform was secretly entangled. He felt Gu Xiaosang's illusory, like a chaotic aura, and the divine weapon exclusive to the immortal mother.

At the same time, he also saw the moment when the Buren Tower owner grabbed Meng Qi's "weakness" and the power to resist, stabbed him in the back of the head with a sword. The killing situation was completed and he was no longer spared!

Suddenly, he saw the light rising, flashing and disappearing, and heard Gu Xiaosang's light exclamation in his ears.

Immediately afterwards, he found that Meng Qi ignored the sword of the Buren Tower owner. The orange-yellow fire knife in his hand became bigger and bigger, as if he had tried his best to illuminate the entire chaos. With a weight of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of pounds, he split the transparent short blade, causing the void to shrink and swing with the joyful weaving, and failed to entangle it.

"He wants to break the deadlock with injuries? Humph, how can Burenlou resist with the assassination sword? Besides, he has three heads and six arms, and he can't stop it without using all his strength!" The envoy of Fengdian snorted coldly, as if he had seen Meng Qi's death.

Not only him, but also Bodhisattva Huanxi also thinks.

The owner of Buren Tower had no emotional fluctuations, no thoughts, only the sword in his hand, and only the target in front of him.

At this moment, he heard a sigh in his ear again, his deep demonic nature.

With a bang, something seemed to explode deep in his heart. Countless memories of suffering and experiences that collapsed to the extreme surged into his mind, as if he was still trapped in reincarnation and would never get rid of it.

Then, he saw a pair of eyes that were cold like gods and demons, and saw a palm floating lightly. It was not on this shore, not on the other shore, not on the middle shore, not on the middle, but on the heart, and everywhere.

His palms were white, slender and powerful. After passing through the magic weapon that had lost control in an instant, it landed on the forehead of the owner of the Buren Tower.

The Bodhisattva Huanxi and the envoy of the Divine Prayer saw that with the sigh, the owner of the Burenlou actually shook his hands and slowed down. The "crazy sword" Su Meng wore a blue shirt, as if he was a god, demon, immortal and Buddha in the world, with a compassion on his face, and he slapped a palm, which seemed to be caressing and pressed on the owner of the Burenlou.

Immediately afterwards, they saw the owner of Buren Tower showing a relief smile, and the soul left a voice:

"The immortal caresses my head, and he will be able to live forever."

Bang! The owner of the Buren Tower was shattered, his forehead was cracked, his soul disintegrated, and he fell down. Even the divine weapon rescued the master was too late.

"The immortal caresses my head, and he will be able to live forever."

The residual sound echoed, as if it was liberation and destruction, which made people creepy. The Bodhisattva Joy and the envoy of the Congregation couldn't help but shudder.

Meng Qi withdrew his gaze, dragged his long sword in a diagonal manner, took a big step forward, and said calmly and majesticly:

"It's your turn!"
Chapter completed!