The crazy flying snow was like thin paper, retreating one after another, as if cut open by invisible force, and cut into two halves.
On the ground, a huge, rough and bottomless crack suddenly burst out, and the evil energy surged wildly, as if a god holding an ax was digging out the first clear and turbid air in the chaos.
The mountains are cut open! The sea is cut open!
Everything in front of you, the heaven and the earth, will be cut open!
The twenty-foot-tall heart of flesh and blood with countless piles of rotten flesh stopped. The huge and deformed body trembled slightly, and the dense and thick red blood vessels were squirming profanely. But suddenly, they all stopped.
The air was silent for a while, without any sound, even the noise of the wind and snow was excluded.
The quiet little world enveloped everything.
Everything fell into absolute silence.
For a long time, in the silent silence, a faint rustling sound floated.
puff……
There was a crisp sound like a peanut shell being crushed. Xuan Kong's eyes widened in astonishment, his face full of astonishment.
puff!
puff!!
puff!!!
One sound after another, one sound faster than the other! One sound faster than the other!
The huge heart trembled and suddenly exploded from it!
Blood rain sprayed all over the sky, carrying a fishy smell like dead fish.
The rotten pieces of flesh were scattered on the ground, and the thick black liquid was chattering. They were like living creatures, beating and cursing each other, and were about to reorganize their bodies.
But--
An invisible force, like a sky-shattering rainbow, is traversing around the flesh-and-blood heart. No matter how they beat or struggle, they can't reunite the body.
"Master! That's awesome!"
Xuankong was stunned for a long time, then he clapped his hands and praised, dancing with joy.
It's not that he hasn't experienced the difficulty of flesh and blood. Just now, Xuan Kong was almost entangled in rotten blood vessels and torn in half.
"Wind and Thunder Little Escape", "Weide Zhengquan", "Big Broken Jade Hand"... except "Miaoyuan Changchun Kung" have no effect on Xuan Kong himself.
Along the way, Bai Shu had given Xuan Kong some advice in his spare time.
There are three martial arts, one is escape technique, and the other two are out-and-out killing techniques.
Xuan Kong's understanding was extraordinary, and it was revealed in just a few moments. After a few days, he quickly reached a state of perfection.
But despite this, even with all his strength, he couldn't even break a blood vessel.
The white-robed monk in front of him just pointed a finger, and his flesh and blood heart was cut into two pieces.
In such a scene, Xuan Kong could not help but be frightened.
"It's not over yet."
Hearing the noise from behind, the handsome monk with enchanting golden eyes turned his head lightly.
His eyes seemed to be flowing with molten gold, and surging majesty and rage were gushing out from those golden pupils.
After a short glance at each other, Xuan Kong's soul felt a stab of pain, and the fat bald boy quickly turned his face away, not daring to look any further.
"Protect him."
Bai Shu gave an instruction to Xuankong, telling him to protect Lenghan Cencen's Maruo.
As soon as he finished speaking, the pile of rotting and smelly meat behind him suddenly changed.
Blood, muscles, bones, membranes, limbs... after the original body was cut into two pieces, it was difficult to recover.
The remaining half of the limbs began to reorganize, and the pieces of carrion jumped one after another, and instantly condensed into a blurry figure.
Its body is naked, its bright red skin and muscles are exposed, and irregular organs can be vaguely seen, indescribably weird and abominable, spreading out from its body.
"%****%###——"
Suddenly, it tilted its head and vaguely spoke a note of unknown meaning from its mouth, which had not yet been separated from its flesh and blood.
Bai Zhu frowned, he didn't understand.
"###~****——"
Seeing that Bai Shu had no reaction, the strange creature waved its hand again, sending out a divine message.
Gloomy, like murmurs in a dark forest, meaningless shouts and laughter, sobs and choked sounds echo throughout the whole story.
"I don't understand..."
Bai Shu raised his head: "Can you speak Dazheng's Mandarin? If not, you can speak the dialect of Fenyin."
The eyes of the flesh-and-blood figure were like orange lights. It froze for a moment, then rushed towards it fiercely, causing a series of loud explosions and afterimages in the air.
Its figure moved east and west, its limbs twisted in a spiral shape, and its head bent to an unimaginable degree. In an instant, it flew across a distance of dozens of feet.
boom!!!
Bai Shu spoke lightly, raised his hand and threw out a big red dragon with majestic scales, knocking the blurry figure flying towards him and flying backwards.
Every inch of the red dragon's scales was filled with scorching firelight, as crimson as blood. It wrapped around the human figure, and immediately there was a smell of burnt flesh.
The figures shrouded in the fire screamed and danced wildly, but no matter what they did, they could not break free from the shackles of the red dragon.
Bang——
The flesh and blood figure suddenly exploded, and even the red dragon trembled slightly. Taking advantage of this gap, the figure suddenly disintegrated!
Human-faced worms flew one after another, scattering on the ground one after another, squirming at the speed of thunder, and fled towards the ground, into the air, and in all directions.
Ma Luo fell to the ground with his eyes split open. He struggled to pick up the Xuanhua axe, but even getting up was difficult.
"Certainly!"
At this time, another voice came.
The monk in white turned back and nodded slightly at Maruo, indicating that he should not be surprised.
Beside Maruo, the bald, ugly and fat boy shrank his neck. He looked at the motionless human-faced worms in front of him with a helpless look on his face.
Recalling that a few days ago, he was also immobilized by this move, and he was able to walk like a rat in a majestic manner, and then he had no choice but to become a spiritual beast.
This thing is a bit powerful...
Xuankong touched his bald head and felt a little greedy.
If you learn the word "ding", wouldn't you be able to do whatever you want...
"The donor is still injured, so don't act rashly. If the true energy goes retrograde, it will be troublesome."
Bloody Heart may seem like a bluff, but in reality it's just too much.
His combat power is about the same as the first level of Yang Fu, but his vitality is astonishingly strong. After being cut into two pieces by a curse, he was able to reorganize his body.
It's just that mental pollution is a little more difficult to deal with.
Maruo did not have profound Yuan Mystic Techniques, so he was easily captured, and his Niwan Palace was also severely damaged.
When practicing Atractylodes in Po Chi, the soul becomes like an Asura. With the rolling murderous intention dispersed, the spiritual pollution of the flesh and blood heart cannot hurt him at all.
It's just that country rat...
Bai Shu glanced at Xuan Kong who was inexplicably proud and smiled.
This country rat can actually resist the mental pollution of his flesh and blood heart. I guess there is something in him.
The human-faced worms that were immobilized by the spell were motionless. Their human faces were all kinds of strange, including men, women, children, or elderly people. They all had dull faces and stiff expressions.
Heart, silhouette, worm...
I don't know how many forms this ghost thing has. Every time it reorganizes its body, Bai Zhu is surprised.
The monk in white gathered his strength and no longer hesitated.
"thunder!"
His lips and teeth moved slightly, and a loud thunderous sound appeared in the void.
