He had ten thousand ways to easily kill this ascetic, but he had no way to kill another person who was already dead.
But since you had already thought about dying like this from the beginning, why did you still say those words to him?
Is it a deliberate prank, or do you really want to discover some of his weaknesses from this conversation?
Some familiar breath of death appeared in the air, but when these vitality naturally transformed into real energy in his body with his breathing, he could not suppress his anger again.
Because in the ascetic's self-destruction and the liquid falling into the lava pool below, most of the ascetic's true energy was lost in vain. For him, what was obviously a gourdful drink suddenly turned into dozens of drinks.
Drops of water.
"You did this on purpose. You deliberately wanted to cause problems with my mentality and wanted to take revenge in this way. Is this considered your revenge for the Demon Sect?"
He looked at the corpses swallowed up by the flames in the magma in front of him, and laughed a little madly, "In that case, I will completely help you first. Don't expect any of you Mobei Tantric Sect to survive."
Anyone can say angry words when angry.
But his words were not angry words.
To him, these ascetics were like the wild dogs in the wilderness that obtained their food from the flesh and blood residue left by the well-fed lions. But such wild dogs were just food for the lions when the lions were short of food.
.Lions usually hunt cattle and sheep. Those cattle and sheep they cannot finish eating will become useless and rot. But these wild dogs eat what they can’t finish, just like storing the meat that is destined to rot, and then they
Become a granary of activity.
But it was different now. He felt that although the power of these ascetics was low, their loyalty to the Demon Sect was perverted. If they could not kill all the ascetics of the Tantric Sect, they would be destroyed every day they lived in this world.
Doing something extremely unpleasant to him.
The population in Tuyuhun is still sparse compared to the Southern Dynasties and Northern Wei Dynasty, but among the vast wilderness, there are naturally some farmers, herdsmen, and the powerful people who rule them.
He soon appeared in the nearest camp of a wealthy family.
He killed all those who dared to rush towards him, then looked at the remaining people who were paralyzed on the ground with fear, and ordered them to prepare their carriages, otherwise he would kill all the remaining people.
There are many dry desert areas and hilly areas in Tuyuhun, and many places are not conducive to carriages. However, the carriages in the homes of wealthy people like Tuyuhun are more magnificent than the carriages of many powerful people in the Northern Wei Dynasty.
He Bayue pointed out a direction and asked the driver to walk in that direction as quickly as possible. He closed his eyes in the car and seemed to fall into a deep sleep.
The driver was frightened for a long time, but listening to the even breathing in the carriage, he began to hesitate again. He thought about whether he could ride this man to sleep and then kill him.
He hesitated for a long time, and finally felt that this man must have been asleep for a long time. He finally couldn't help but quietly pulled out the short knife hidden in his boot, moved the car door curtain behind him slightly, and then used all his strength
, stabbed He Bayue hard with the short knife in his hand.
He Bayue did not move.
With a click, his wrist was broken.
The coachman screamed in pain and terror, but found that he could not move at all.
He Bayue opened his eyes. He looked at the coachman and said calmly, "It will be dark soon. Please help me light a fire first, and then I can let you leave."
When he finished saying this, the coachman's body could finally move.
He was extremely frightened, and there were sharp pains in his broken wrist. But when he heard that the other party allowed him to leave, while his whole body was trembling, he still picked up many dead branches of shrubs as quickly as possible, and then lit a pile of them.
bonfire.
When the bonfire burned brightly, the driver's heart felt softly.
The coachman's heart pulse broke without warning, and then he fell down and died without even realizing that death was coming.
He Bayue looked at the corpse of the coachman calmly.
Leaving can mean many things. What he meant by leaving was to let him leave the world.
The ascetics in Mobei he sensed were walking very fast, especially some who seemed to be walking continuously even in the dark. Logically speaking, he shouldn't stop here.
But today, after absorbing the remaining vitality from the ascetic who fell into the magma pool and exploded himself, many strange feelings began to appear in his body.
He felt carefully in the carriage for a long time and determined that this strange feeling first came from the Destiny Blood Box.
He had snatched the Destiny Blood Box from the Demon Sect. In his perception, he found that the Destiny Blood Box seemed to have the Demon Sect's aura remaining on it, which made him instantly nervous.
But next, he discovered that there was not only the aura of the demon sect, but also a more human aura.
Then he discovered that his body, like the Destiny Blood Box, contained many human auras.
He gradually discovered that these breaths were not the real power of vitality, but seemed to be some kind of instinct, some kind of memory, or in other words, they were the memory fragments of the people swallowed by the Destiny Blood Box, their body memories.
This discovery shocked him, but at the same time he was pleasantly surprised.
The Destiny Blood Box, a magic weapon, seems to be able to seal away part of these people's memories when it swallows their vitality. Perhaps this has something to do with it being a unique alien creature. This characteristic of it may be useful.
I want to learn something from any living thing in the world while plundering, so as to become stronger.
But for practitioners who have controlled the Destiny Blood Box, its characteristics can give the owner the opportunity to read something from those people's memories.
The memories of the Demon Sect and even the Empress Dowager of the Southern Dynasties who were killed by the Demon Sect, these top powerful people in the world, are naturally very tempting secret treasures for him, and he doesn't know what such treasures contain.
Such a surprise.
So he stopped.
This is more important than capturing the true essence of those Mobei ascetics faster.
Night comes silently.
He Bayue felt silently beside the campfire.
His whole spirit was quickly entangled with the clearest memory in the Destiny Blood Box.
He soon discovered that the clearest memory fragment came from the ascetic monk who blew himself up today.
Therefore, for the person who was killed recently, the entanglement of this memory becomes clearer. As time goes by, the memory sealed by the Destiny Blood Box will gradually become blurred.
The fragments of memory are not very complete memories, and they are different from his own memory. When this kind of memory that does not belong to him appears, it will have a strange impact on his original spiritual world.
There will be very disordered pictures constantly generated in his perception. Along with these disordered pictures, other people's emotions will appear, and there will also be many strange lights and shadows. Even this kind of mental fluctuation will drive the movement of the true energy in his body.
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There were some unusual aura fluctuations outside his body, and the originally burning bonfire was blown away by the chaotic wind, turning into countless sparks that surged into the darkness in all directions.
He Buyue knew nothing about this, so he tried his best to see those pictures clearly.
In those pictures, the one who appeared most often was the Demon Sect.
The figure of the Demon Sect is often accompanied by starlight and some bizarre Buddha light. His figure seems to continue to grow larger in the memory of this ascetic monk.
This was not the useful information He Bayue wanted to get, so he tried his best to eliminate these images from his perception.
There are many figures of the surviving cultivators from the north, as well as some figures of the Southern Dynasty troops. Among them, the figure of a young Southern Dynasty general is clearer.
He Bayue had never met Chen Baxian, and Chen Baxian's previous experience in the world of practitioners was not enough to make him particularly vigilant, so he had no way of knowing who this person was.
Then, some party members appeared in the picture he saw.
He saw that these Dangxiang people had a large number of firearms, and saw that some ascetics took some very special firearms from the hands of these Dangxiang people.
He couldn't help but get angry.
With a bang, there was a huge earthquake in the darkness where the bonfire had completely disappeared.
The carriage beside him, including the two horses pulling the carriage, were all shattered to pieces by his force.
He just saw these memory judgments, and he felt that he knew the plans of these ascetics.
These ascetic monks who were competing with him for food like wild dogs not only wanted to grab as much vitality as possible, but also had the idea of perish together. When he appeared in front of these people, these ascetic monks who were still fighting for food would probably take this action.
This is a cruel method to prevent them from gaining vitality as much as possible.
"From now on, no one from the Tantric Sect in Mobei will survive."
He Bayue did not know the deeper spiritual world of these ascetic monks. He just repeated this sentence in his heart with a cold voice. Then he calmed down again and managed to touch the memory fragments belonging to the Demon Sect.
With his first experience, it was no longer difficult for him to discover the memory fragments belonging to the Demon Sect. However, when his spirit entangled in those memory fragments, his spiritual world was like being hit by countless powerful meteors in an instant.
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His body continued to tremble and vibrate.
He seemed to be in the impact of countless meteors carrying thick smoke, but beneath him was an endless abyss.
Wave after wave of powerful mental impact seemed to destroy his entire spiritual world. Even if he had the upper hand, his head could not help but experience bursts of severe pain. (To be continued)