The bloody man looked at the bear man and the woman who had been killed by him.
Then he turned his attention to the dragon man who was half-kneeling on the ground, holding a spear and vomiting blood.
His voice sounded like two pieces of iron rubbing against each other.
It was like there was this broken bellows in my chest, and I was breathing rapidly.
There were more than a dozen wounds on his body that were deep enough to show the bones.
There was even a bear claw on his forehead that tore off half of his scalp.
However, Shou He continued to move forward as if he didn't realize it: "I said, today is the day you die!"
Long Qi was furious, and a light red color appeared on his cheeks.
He expected that Shou He would be difficult to deal with, but he did not expect that the other party would be able to fight to the death to such an extent. It was completely a life-for-life strategy, which was completely unreasonable.
It seems as if this man named Shou He doesn't value his life at all.
Monks always cherish their lives.
Otherwise, why would they have a long lifespan?
The increase in lifespan brought about by each step of qualitative change in life is also the most obvious.
If power is incidental, then immortality is the purpose of monks' practice.
"Are you so unafraid of death?" Long Qi couldn't believe it.
"Afraid."
"So scared."
"But I will definitely win."
Speaking of the word "win", Shou He's eyes shined with unprecedented light.
He has a trump card that no one knows about yet.
That was a drop of demon blood hovering between his eyebrows.
Just as his energy and blood were surging, he suddenly sensed a drop of rotating demon blood.
It seemed that as long as he used his Qi and blood to push it gently, the demonic blood would turn into a holy shadow and strike out to kill all enemies with one punch.
However, he did not use it.
This life-saving thing should be activated at the moment of certain death.
Shou He felt completely relaxed after touching the demon blood, as if he had been blessed by gods and demons.
He is no longer a mortal, invincible.
Just as he thought, he defeated the three of them together.
No matter how serious the injury was, he did not feel the passage of life.
…
"You did take action after all."
Yan Tianjun sighed.
Since he is such an important person, he will definitely have backup plans.
Therefore, it doesn't matter whether the Honored Soul Banner is in Shou He's hands or not. As long as he is still the master of the Honored Soul Banner, Tu Shanjun, as the main soul, will definitely leave behind Shou He.
"I didn't take action." Tu Shanjun shook his head seriously.
It is true that he left the demon blood on Shou He's body because he wanted to use the demon blood to affect Shou He's physique and make him gain a Taoist body.
It's like artificially casting a larger cup to hold water.
When the Qi and blood are mobilized, the demonic blood will naturally be induced.
If Shou thought that qi and blood could be stimulated to obtain supreme power, he would be completely wrong.
The demon blood can only become his incarnation with the blessing of Tushanjun's one-qi-transformation-three-purity technique.
Therefore, as long as Tu Shanjun does not take the initiative to perform spells, in the forbidden land, it is just an ordinary drop of Taoist Saint King's blood.
"Whether it can kill the enemy, is it your back-up?"
"able."
"Indeed it is."
"Then it's over."
"no the same."
"What's the difference?"
"The demonic blood was not really stimulated, so he fought his way out of the siege on his own. My help to him was just to give him a little more confidence. Sometimes people lack a little confidence."
Tu Shanjun looked at the wine cup with a pleased expression.
A small change can affect your destiny.
Tea shop.
Long Qi touched a token on his waist.
The fighting seems to last for a long time, but in fact the difference between life and death is basically a matter of seconds.
He originally thought that he would not use the life-saving treasures that his family had left for him at the bottom of the box so early.
Now it seems that it is not necessary.
"die!"
The token burst out with a mysterious light, intertwined and surrounded by dragon roars like sound waves, causing the mysterious light to sweep towards the ground.
As fast as lightning.
Astonished as thunder.
In one fell swoop, the surging blood energy around him was split open.
Like a dragon's claw tearing apart the heaven and earth, it shattered into the distance.
After activating the token, Long Qi rushed out without looking back.
He was really afraid that the God's Forbidden Land would eliminate the token's effectiveness, so he treated it more like a flash bomb.
It's best if he can cause damage, but he can't help him block powerful enemies for a few breaths.
With this time, he can return to the sea and wait until he can regroup before making a judgment.
Whether to go or stay is another matter.
The most important thing is to survive first.
"I can't die!" Long Qi gritted his teeth and ran.
The Dragon Spirit Holy Medicine is of great use to any monk. If he can get it, he can cleanse his bloodline and revitalize his own. He cannot afford to fall here with a heavy responsibility on his shoulders.
No matter whether his opponent is a monk or a common man, he cannot accept his own death.
"A genius as strong as me has not yet fully utilized his talents."
"I can become a saint and become a sect!"
Shou He didn't know what Long Qi was thinking, he didn't even have any thoughts now.
That mysterious light was too fast, fast enough to surpass the operation of human thinking. He instinctively felt that he was going to die. It was a wonderful feeling of the mystery of life and death coming, like being on a cool summer night.
Ding.
The phantom blood of the demonic blood extends into a long smoke.
The dragon's roaring mysterious light completely dissipated.
The nearly frozen blood warmed up again.
…
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On the hillside of the distant mountain, the long-robed swordsman with a bamboo hat on his head hugged his shoulders. His voice showed no surprise, but revealed deep regret: "Three trash, those Long Qi said are the descendants of the collateral line of Long Ancestor, but they are so incompetent that they can't even use magic weapons."
They were unable to perform to their full potential, two of the three were cut down, and one was so frightened that he ran away."
The young man sitting on the wheel-carriage is extraordinarily noble, and the gleam of light between his eyebrows makes him look even more divine.
Hearing the complaints of the swordsman standing not far away, the young man took a glance and said: "The nine sons of a dragon are different. From now on, whether they are dragon or rat, it all depends on who their mother is."
The old man in gray robe said with a smile: "At least we forced that person to take action. They have already played their role."
"Mr. Cui, what kind of cultivation does that person have?"
"A drop of holy blood."
"Moyo is a great saint."
"A Wuqi great sage with a Taoist body?" The woman in palace clothes wearing a long veil had wonderful eyes.
She felt that it was not that simple. A drop of holy blood could exert such power. I am afraid that she was even more terrifying. At least she had to have the foundation of the true inheritance of various first-rate powers.
"more than."
“There is some gap between the top and the top, but it’s not big.”
"So, if you want to get the inheritance from him, you will probably fail?" The swordsman clicked his tongue.
Why didn't he think of building a temple in advance, and then fooling mortals into being able to go in safely to worship in the temple? It was so simple to attract the true gods of the Forbidden Land.
"It doesn't mean you can't give it a try even if you don't have a good chance."
The gray-robed old man smiled and continued: "In the Forbidden Land, our cultivation is suppressed, and so is his. The gap that was once so huge is so small."
The swordsman rubbed his bamboo hat and wondered, "Is your old information reliable? Guxianlou is always known to borrow swords to kill people. They are not a good thing in Tianxialou, the forbidden land of the gods. I always feel that we and Long Qi and the others are now
The situations are so similar.”
Everyone laughed.
How could they not know their situation? It was just a tacit understanding without saying it explicitly.
"You still have to be careful."
The woman in palace clothes said: "The one in charge of the capital is not easy to mess with."
Mentioning the old man who is in charge of the capital.
Everyone was actually silent for a while.
Supernatant.
Speaking of these two is enough weight.
The person who sits in the forbidden land of the gods is even more unfathomable.
Combined with the special nature of the Nuo Da Forbidden Land and the Divine Forbidden Land, its strength would be unimaginably terrifying.
If they want to do something under this person's nose, they have to see if the other person is willing to turn a blind eye.
But if they have the cooperation of Gu Xian Tower, they can actually try the great sage from the temple by making a chariot and horse.
"Reconsideration."
"It must be a foolproof strategy."
"Nothing is foolproof."
…
While everyone on the hillside was talking, a young monk wearing white robes came to the teahouse.
The monk was reciting sutras about the past life and was reciting sutras for the salvation of the family in the teahouse. At the same time, he was also reciting sutras for the salvation of the two monks who died here.
The senior monk was chanting sutras, while the young novice was bandaging the swarthy man's wounds.
Shou He swallowed the words even as they reached his lips.
The monk who he didn't want to kill also got the salvation he deserved, but he really had no reason to stop the monk.
It wasn't until he was wrapped tightly that he stood up.
Asked: "Master, can a powerful monk regard human life as nothing?"
Shou He recognized the great monk, the same one he saw that day when he was galloping outside the city in the county town.
In his opinion, the elder and the younger should also be monks, and they are also extremely powerful monks.
That's why he asked this question.
He wanted to know what human life was in the eyes of monks.
The monk clasped his hands together and said, "The donor is really asking the wrong person when he asks the young monk. The young monk cannot answer the donor's questions. The Taoist teaching is natural, and the Buddha said that all things are empty. In the young monk's view, all living beings are suffering and cannot be transcended, so that all kinds of sins can breed."
"
"cannot!"
"Life should not be distinguished by the level of cultivation."
The young novice monk answered Shou He's question decisively.
…
"I'll just say it."
Yan Tianjun looked at the scene in the mirror with a clear expression.
"The monks are so different." Tu Shanjun sighed with emotion.
Yan Tianjun sneered and said: "Taoism is complicated inside, and Buddhism is also like a grandma, Mahayana, Hinayana, Tantric Sutra, Tibetan Buddhism... Let's go to the sea, as the same saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, don't think that all the monks in the world are
Wear a pair of pants."
"I know." Tu Shanjun stood up slowly.
"What are you going to do?"
The tall ghost saint who stood up paused and said calmly: "The world can't just have people and sophistication, there must also be fighting and killing!"
"So you're going?"
"kill!"
Looking at the departing back of the red-haired ghost saint, Yan Tianjun realized that the ghost saint's words of soul-drawing and soul-refining were not just words.
He squinted his eyes slightly.
Yan Tianjun looked at the wine glass in front of him.
After pondering for a long time, he raised his head and drank.
…
The young man sneered: "If you are afraid, leave as soon as possible!"
The swordsman was furious: "Who is afraid?!"
The old man in gray robe smoked a dry cigarette, and the light and dark flames alternated.
The woman in palace clothes hugged her shoulders and said with a smile: "It's too late to leave now."
"Is it really too late?"
The four of them were suddenly startled.
The black and red wind breath gathered into a figure not far away like burnt ashes.
