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Volume 1: In 2007, I was poisoned by my grandmother with golden silkworms. Chapter 63 The golden sil

Being named directly, the masked man in black robe was obviously not surprised. He took off the hat covering his head and untied the black cloth covering his face, revealing a dark and honest face.

The No. 4 person in Sakurang squinted his eyes and stared at the group of people in front of him, and said slowly: "Shanzang, don't say that the leader has closed his door to death, and Mr. Xu has long disappeared. Even if they are here, I will not

Dare to confront them and expose the ugly face of this insidious villain like you. My rebellion, the death of Lao Liu, and the disunity of the Sakulang believers are all the result of you and Li Xin, aren't you?

I won’t talk about colluding with Earled for now..."

Mai Shencai stared at the middle-aged woman in front of him with resentful eyes, and said word by word: "My first love was turned into a human pig by this old witch when I was out in the field, and you

He actually didn’t stop me. Ever since twenty years ago, I have made up my mind to overthrow Sakulang and kill you people one by one!"

Li Xin had a strange expression: "Maishen guessed, you were promoted to a desperate situation because of this matter. Have you forgotten?"

Mai Shencai became even more excited, pointing at Li Xin and yelling: "You pervert, a person who made his parents into skeleton will-o'-the-wisps without hesitation, how can you understand my thoughts? You are a senior member of Sakulang.

, I can’t even protect the woman I love, what’s the point of my life?”

Shanzang didn't talk to Mai Shenchai anymore, but looked at me, shook his head and said that he had really misjudged the person. You kid was able to escape from the pursuit of the great god of Jinshan and come back. If I had known it, I wouldn't have

Just listen to Xu Ming's plea and just kill you. After saying this, his eyes stopped on Master Panzhi, and he was stunned. After a while, he said solemnly:

"Panzhi, we haven't seen each other for forty years, why are you here?"

Master Panzhi said calmly: "You caught my junior brother who has been hiding from the world, didn't you just want to lure me here? Now, here I am!"

Master Shanzang explained: "We just want to invite Master Patong to come here as a guest, and we have no other ideas."

Li Xin listened at the side and raised his eyebrows, saying that they could just kill these people, why bother to say more?

She waved her hands, and the scattered flags on the ground stood up one after another. There was also the sound of turning machines in the open space, and behind her, four or five white shadowy figures floated out. She pointed at us and said: "Everyone is

We're knocking on the door, what are you talking about? If we want to fight, we'll fight. We may not be afraid that this group of remnants will be defeated." Following the movements of Sakulang, a genius surrender master, the space around him suddenly changed color.

The wall disappeared, replaced by a rolling sea of ​​blood and rising ghost energy.

All of our bodies were stiff, our bodies were a bit heavy, and we felt bad. In this place, Li Xin actually deployed a formation? Our advantage was obvious, but it was made up for by this formation.

After that, everything became unpredictable.

I took two steps to the left, wanting to get closer to my uncle and the Zamao Trail, but when I took one step, the space was messed up and I was further away.

At this moment, all the high-level forces of the Sakulang sect who had been waiting for an opportunity pounced on me. My opponent was a hanging head coming from the darkness. As soon as this flying head came on the stage, it was killed by the tiger cat.

The adults scared away the monkey-eating eagle, but unexpectedly it appeared again. I remember hearing Xu Ming tell me before that Wu Wulun was a head-bending master who had practiced to the third level of flying head-bending. However, at this moment, I saw that Wu Wulun was a master of flying head-bending.

Bat Control knows that his vision has been confused. In this case, this hanging head must have three levels.

The three-story flying head descended, and it was unknown how many fetuses were consumed by the pregnant women, and how much human blood was consumed.

People say that "the golden silkworm in the poison, the flying head in the poison", both have the hope of achieving immortality, so these two professions are respected by this. However, the golden silkworm is difficult to practice, and the flying head is even more difficult to practice, Basong

He once told me that day that he had seen only four people who were practicing flying head descent who had practiced the second level, and only one person who had reached the third level. Moreover, he died from being burned by the flames, which shows how difficult and dangerous it is.

The little demon Duoduo and the fat insect have already gathered next to me, waiting in full formation. I am not afraid of this guy. I take a deep breath, activate the hot blue light with my hands, and then form the most powerful attack recorded in "The Twelve Techniques of Suppressing the Mountains"

"Great Vajra Wheel Seal", with his hands clasped behind his back like a bowl, he struck towards the bald head that was flying towards him.

I struck with all my strength, and in conjunction with the mantra "dart..." that my chest was pounding, a kind of power immediately rose from the bones, and concentrated in the form of heat between my palms, burning hot.

Then there was a burst of extremely strong Yang Qi, which immediately left my handprint and hit the large tent of flesh and blood in the air at an extremely fast speed. This thing like a floating octopus was filled with energy that could not be seen by the naked eye.

When hit, my whole body was shaken, and the sharp and gloomy eyes glowed with anger. The large string of intestines and internal organs shuddered, and a series of red and yellow thick slurries fell on me, dripping on my body, as hot as boiling water.

This thick liquid was so overbearing, I screamed in pain.

Golden Silkworm Gu immediately leaned over to my biggest wound, stabilized the wound, and emitted a faint spiritual power to form a shielding field, isolating all the thick slurry. As soon as the fat bug possessed it, a cool feeling came out.

It spread all over my body, and my body got better. I saw the flying head duck leaning down and bumping into me.

I rushed forward angrily, with anger in my heart: Damn, do you really think I am a soft persimmon, so easy to pinch? I reached out to grab the intestines that fell in the air, trying to pull them back.

However, this thing's intestines and internal organs were covered with a layer of scaled plasma, glowing like a whip soaked in tung oil. It was tough and hard. It hit me hard and it hurt like hell. But I still managed to survive.

I caught one of the intestines, which was the large intestine, because according to the feel of my hand, there was a soft lump inside. My hands were hot, and it was almost like the weak effect of sunlight on this evil thing (of course, this was also my

When provoked (the most important factor in flying head), it immediately swayed like crazy, dragging me around.

I held on tightly and refused to let go. I even freed up one hand to pull at the peach-shaped scabbed heart.

To be honest, this flying head drop can be considered unlucky.

Why? It has cultivated the third level. Its body is tough and it is not afraid of damage from ordinary weapons. Moreover, the juice on its body is highly corrosive and venom, which is difficult for ordinary people to break. Most of the dead soldiers I saw on the ground died from it.

His subordinates. However, one thing is better than another, and it happened to encounter me, who possesses the Golden Silkworm Gu. If you say that I am a half-hearted person, I can only be at the bottom of this group of people in terms of strength, but I am not afraid of the poison.

Corrosion, and the second one has both hands to conquer demons, so the roles are reversed, and it becomes the painful one.

This flying head was also smart when it landed, taking me to the place where the fight was most intense.

The shadows of the fists and palms there were crackling and banging. If I were touched, I would definitely be injured, but with the little demon Duoduo here, how could I let it succeed? Although this little fox slapped me,

But at this moment, she worked hard, flew ahead in advance, and shouted crisply "Fuck...", a green light appeared all over her body, her face turned red from suppressing it, and with a push of her palms, she dropped her flying head menacingly.

, slap him back with a slap.

This is a flying head drop that has reached the third level of training and is rampant for a moment! The young lady is so fierce.

The momentum of Feitou descending, which was forced back by the little demon Duoduo, suddenly dropped. I noticed it immediately when I was hanging below it, and shouted loudly: "Zen" in a deep voice, raising my breath and putting all my weight down.

Pressure. Among the nine-character mantra, I rarely call "Zen" because it represents a kind of Buddha state, the heart is towards the light, my heart is Zen, and all the transformations are in harmony. The mantra emphasizes that what you say is the Dharma. Only when you have reached your own state, you can say it.

Only words can connect me to the mysterious power in space. However, in mid-air where my feet are not touching the ground, only these words can make me generate new power.

I originally just wanted to give this shout a try, but suddenly my feet seemed to have strong feedback. I actually pulled the big octopus-like guy back to the ground and knocked him to the ground. The little demon

Duoduo was a little guy with very sharp eyes. Although she disliked this guy for being dirty and smelly, she still tried her best to shoot out a stream of cyan energy, which went straight into Feitou Lung's body.

The bald man trembled all over and shivered, and then green moss actually grew out of his black and red head.

At this moment, a sword was handed over from Hengkong. It was the uncle who was fighting with others. He keenly sensed the opportunity, stepped on the Seven-Star Gangstep, and after breaking through the effectiveness of this formation in one fell swoop, he chanted loudly.

"...Anyone who dares to violate the rules will not be broken by the thunder axe!" The sword slashed diagonally from top to bottom. The lightning flashed on the sword, like a swimming dragon, and then like a red-hot knife cutting butter, it cut the head.

It was completely separated from a large pile of intestines and internal organs under the neck. The uncle succeeded in finishing the wound, and the flying head let out a frightening howl and died completely.

Only then did I have the mind to pay attention to the scene on the field. I saw that in this short period of time, only the half-disabled Wu Wulun, the slow-moving No. 4 Mai Shenchai, and the young monk Thanon were left with us.

On Sakulang's side, Master Shanzang was left dancing with a big flag, and two black diamond guards were standing next to him. However, the old monk and Li Xin were nowhere to be seen. They must have gone into battle.

There was another pile of corpses and pieces of meat on the ground. At this time, the door of the blood pool slowly opened. Shanzang commanded the two ape corpses to descend into the Vajra to rush towards us, and he rolled up the black flag in his hand.

, a large number of red winged insect galls swooped towards the formation, and he himself fled into the room. Wu Wulun commanded the bat body protection, and all the red insect galls concentrated on Mai Shenchai. This man was

Not paying attention, he rushed forward, knocked the two ape corpses away, and rushed through the door after him.

However, as soon as No. 4, who was said to have the most powerful force, entered the door, his body suddenly turned into pieces of flesh all over the sky, and a large amount of blood shot out in this direction.

A primitive, desolate, terrifying, and despairing aura surged out from the room.

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