Chapter 641 [Aren't you group of turtles looking for trouble? 】
Thousands of skeleton giants suddenly froze on the spot. The soul fire in their eyes suddenly shrank into a small ball, and the weapons in their hands fell to the ground one after another, making a continuous sound.
"Unnamed, the beginning of heaven and earth, named, the mother of all things."
With a page of sutra in hand, he continued to chant sutras. It was like a demonic sound penetrated his ears, continuously brainwashing the skeletons.
"Plop!" "Plop!"
Like the army in the bone forest, they all knelt on the ground like cutting wheat. The soul fire huddled in a ball, and in a trance, there was a bit of piety?
The corners of He Xiaotian's mouth twitched when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that you, a colored scripture, could also be a big killer!
"Therefore, always have no desire in order to observe its wonderfulness; always have desire in order to observe its pleasure."
As soon as the third verse came out, the ten-meter-tall skeleton giant laid his hands on the ground and kowtowed. Like a believer, the whole movement was full of sacredness.
Evil! How evil!!
"These two have the same origin but different names. They are both called mysteries. Mysteries are mysteries and mysteries are mysteries. They are the door to all mysteries."
After the words fell, the skeletons began to tremble all over as if they were suffering from Parkinson's disease. One or two skeletons is nothing, but thousands or tens of thousands?
Just like the war drums of ancient times, the evil spirit surges into the sky.
"Boom!"
A deafening, even earth-shattering explosion sounded in my ears.
He Xiaotian saw the skeletons bowed on the ground, as if they had been corroded by millions of years, and the white bones were gradually decomposing with the breeze.
After three or five breaths, except for a thick layer of powder on the earth, where is the army?
If it weren't for those halberds reminding He Xiaotian, he might have thought that everything he had done before was all his imagination.
Subconsciously, he raised the scripture on the dragon's claw and placed it in front of his eyes.
Who left this behind?!
And what’s even more damning is that the pollution progress has actually skyrocketed.
That's right, this thing is no longer just a 0.005% increase in one chant. It is... let's say it is a transformation. After transforming tens of thousands of skeleton giants, its power is inexplicably increased.
[Pollution progress: 51.015%.]
A direct increase of 1%. Isn’t it scary?
Only 1%?
Grandma, how much has the evil god Mengye who accidentally glanced at the system certification increased?
Just 25%!!
This page of scripture, at least in terms of pollution, is worth one-twenty-fifth of an evil god.
Of course, it's not entirely worrying, at least He Xiaotian got some rewards, or comfort.
["Pollution 50%·Golden Crow Sun Transformation"-0/1000,0000 (Full Comprehension: Level 3 Golden Body +2, Level 3 Speed +2, Level 3 Eye of the Sun +2)]
["Pollution 50%·Dark Seventh Heaven of Ice and Fire"-0/1000,0000 (Integration and penetration: third-order ice and fire +2, third-order evil energy +2, third-order eye of lunar +2)]
["Pollution 50%·Subduing the Dragon and the Elephant" -0/1000,0000 (Integration and Comprehension: Level 3 Dragon Power +2, Level 3 Elephant Power +2, Level 3 Armor Shattering +2, Level 3 Dragon Elephant Harmony +
["Pollution 50%·Immortal Demonic Body" -0/1,0000,0000 (Excellent: Level 3 Demonic Body +6, Dreamland Fire +2, Heavy as Mount Tai +2, All System Resistance +41%
, Demonic Power +106%.)]
Basically, all transformational martial arts have been strengthened.
A basic attribute point, which seems to be very few, has no profit.
But the actual calculation was not like this. Adding together the five martial arts, he saved 50 million exp.
I just listened to the scripture once and indirectly gained tens of millions of exp. It doesn’t seem like a loss, but it seems like a small profit?
However, I thought too much.
If there is no trap in the pie falling from the sky, then your father must be flying the plane in the sky, and your mother will open the door to feed you accurately.
For example, He Xiaotian now found himself sitting cross-legged on the ground without knowing when.
"?!"
It seems like there are no hidden dangers, but in fact the doorway inside is too big.
At least Mr. He, who was not afraid of anything, felt his head was a little cold.
Because his posture is no different from the shadow in the Taoist temple.
This scripture has just borrowed his body to convey the black air currents.
The overall attributes have gone up a bit, not because of the increase in pollution.
Instead, tens of thousands of unknown airflows penetrated from the melted body of the skeleton giant into his body. Then a mysterious and mysterious force passed through his bridge to the shadow sitting upright on the altar in the Taoist temple behind him.
At that moment, He Xiaotian had the illusion that he could punch through the space. But the energy came and went quickly. It made him unable to move up or down, and he always felt weak.
So it’s not that the scriptures can’t deal with him, but that in order to achieve the goal, they didn’t absorb him like a half-mummy?
No, I don't have enough information to tell why I survived.
However, when thinking about things, He Xiaotian often moves closer to the most dangerous ideas.
"Can't stay!"
It seems that you can increase attributes and improve strength without using exp. Who knows if this thing is a trap deliberately left for yourself?
If it sinks deeper and deeper, it may capsize in the gutter.
What's more, he has a system, and the days to come will only be more difficult and tiring, so he won't take this shortcut with endless risks.
Thinking of this, his eyes became dangerous as he looked at a page of scripture.
"Rumble..." "Rumble..."
Before I could take action, the ground started to pound again.
He Xiaotian has a toothache. Has the scripture become a spirit?
Once you feel danger from the outside world, you will activate the legendary "Protagonist Aura" and "summon" some inexplicable existence, or something unexpected, to prevent you from killing it?
Sighing, I secretly said that I must find a good way to solve the source and entertain you well. Let you know what the enthusiasm of northerners is.
As a result, when he turned around to look, his eyelids twitched.
"I ride on a horse..."
I saw an overwhelming gray storm rising on the distant skyline.
With his eyesight, he would not be able to see clearly. He really thought it was a natural disaster and a storm.
It was a catastrophic scene formed by endless intertwining souls, like a sky-covering barrier moving sideways. Many emotions such as malice, resentment, and despair were mixed together.
He wanted to solve it, not only was it a bit difficult, it was really as difficult as climbing to the sky.
Moreover, He Xiaotian, who had excellent eyesight, even saw the colors mixed in the storm of evil spirits.
In the world behind the Bronze Gate, what is not to be trifled with?
Answer: With color.
Each one of them is extremely cruel.
The lower limit of strength is similar to a page of scripture in your hand. Tens of thousands of skeleton giants can be taken away at the drop of a hat. It is as simple and crude as an eraser. The upper limit is the level of an evil god. At a glance, it almost becomes corrupted, and the whole person is completely contaminated.
He even watched helplessly as a gray bone dragon, which was dozens of times thicker than the Dragon of Resurgence, was swallowed up by the storm as it took to the air.
Then he couldn't even let out a miserable howl, and was torn into pieces by the evil spirits on the spot.
"..."
The momentum of this bone dragon when it takes off is not only comparable to that of the false saints in the space channel?
More than ten times more than them!
He was hardly worthy of carrying someone's shoes. He estimated that just one breath could make more than thirty false saints disappear into thin air. But even such a giant statue could not hold on to even one breath.
I couldn't finish changing it in one breath, the dragon was gone!
What's more, the ordinary-level gray evil spirits have taken action. The colorful things hiding in the storm and appearing and disappearing have not yet taken action.
How big does the person named He have to be inflated before he can rush in and kill with a knife?
Don't make trouble, that's not what the higher ups did.
It was definitely impossible to run. In a few breaths, the gray storm had advanced half the distance from the skyline.
He Xiaotian estimated that if he turned around and flew into the sky, he would end up like the Bone Dragon in less than a minute.
Glancing around, he looked at the Taoist temple and secretly felt pain in his stomach.
I finally came out, but in the blink of an eye I had to go back to seek refuge?
"Rumble..."
"rub!"
A black beam of light shot into the Taoist temple.
Entering it, he didn't pay attention to the shadow on the altar. He didn't show it when he was "forced" to come before, and nothing would happen now. After all, if the shadow had any ill intentions towards him, he would have been killed long ago.
You won't waste half a day playing with all the bells and whistles.
He Xiaotian was hiding behind the door, calculating how many seconds it would take for the storm to arrive.
"Three, two, one... coming!"
As soon as the words fell, the ground shook.
All kinds of miserable howls poured into his ears, almost tearing his spirit apart. Fortunately, he has [Eternal Attribute: Breath of the Evil God], the special attribute of the Evil God's Will +20%, which reduces the damage by one-fifth.
harm.
Otherwise, he might be sitting on wax now.
No wonder Mr. Men was so confused when he asked questions.
The world of feelings and despair is too dangerous!
Evils are everywhere, and occasionally an evil god emerges to give people some insight.
What a cheat.
No, it should be said that it is one step at a time.
In front of the Taoist temple, gray spirits of different races or scary things with colors flashed across like lightning.
It's like locusts passing through the border, leaving no chickens or dogs behind.
Fortunately, the earth was chewed up by them.
The Taoist temple is like a small boat in the storm. Although it rises and falls in the storm, it always stands firm and is safe and sound.
He Xiaotian leaned against the trembling wall and stretched his head to watch without any curiosity.
Who knows whether Taoist temples can withstand these things?
There is no need to go into further crazy temptations on the verge of death.
What if the scriptures go crazy and have to transform these evil spirits?
Fortunately, there was no convulsion in a single page of the sutra, and it didn't even dare to chant sutras for brainwashing, which it liked most, and kept silent.
Even quieter than He Xiaotian, he seemed to know that this storm was not something to be trifled with.
It's just that he and Jing Shu didn't look for trouble, but trouble always came to them.
"Senior...Senior brother, you, you...are you still alive?"
There was intermittent conversation outside the door, which seemed to be related to the Taoist temple!
Normally, he would definitely be extremely interested.
It’s just now, it’s hard to put it into words.
"Go in...go in..."
"Bear...worship...worship..."
He Xiaotian has a toothache and is a turtle grandson.
Aren’t you just looking for trouble?!
What to do?
The Xiaopo Taoist Temple is such a big place in total, but everyone can see it all at a glance, and there is no way to hide it.
Damn it, can't you two just follow the crowd and follow other evil spirits to harm various monsters in the world of despair? It's okay to pay homage to me!
You are already dead. Wouldn't it be better to just be a dead person? Don't you, Erleng, have been taught by our ancestors about not causing trouble to others?
Besides, there is no reason for dead ghosts to worship people.
You two brothers died unjustly. You are not smart enough. It is your turn to take the first step.
He Xiaotian cursed in his heart. If he hadn't been worried about the endless storm of evil spirits outside, he would have killed both of them with a knife.
When he accidentally glanced at the shadow on the altar, a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind.
The conversation between the two gave people the impression that they were completely mentally retarded and in a confused state. They were acting like they were mentally retarded, following certain instincts during their lifetime.
Now it's just because after seeing the Taoist temple, it reminded me of some past events.
So, as long as he can fool him, it's enough.
rub!
He Xiaotian rushed to the altar, and his whole body immediately returned to his human appearance.
When passing by the altar table, he moved his right hand and placed the scriptures in their original positions.
"Crack!"
When you land on the altar, push your feet slightly hard.
The figure flashed directly behind the shadow and shrank behind it.
As a former disciple of a Taoist temple, you can't move your ancestor down during worship, right?
Just as He Xiaotian finished everything, footsteps came from the door of the Taoist temple.
"Senior brother...God, God, God...Shenxiang..."
"I I...I didn't..."
Mudd, two idiots.
It’s not fragrant, why don’t you worship Nima!
It's a good thing that I'm not your ancestor, otherwise I would have to live out my anger.
Who accepted the fool?
Is the threshold for accepting disciples in a sect so low now?
"Ling Lingling...Lingxiang can...can it not..."
"No no no... don't know... but but... but ancestor... ancestor... ancestor should...
You shouldn't...don't blame me...me, our..."
As soon as the words fell, footsteps sounded again, and the two idiots turned around and walked away again.
I guess you are looking for the so-called spiritual incense, right?
He Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a snapping sound in his ears.
"?!"
He carefully stretched out his head, only to see the scriptures on the altar slumped on the table.
It seemed that because the two fools left, he relaxed.
"..."
This thing is so evil, it can't be alive.
Thinking of this, He Xiaotian's hair stood on end.
If he survives, things will be very serious.
"Click!" "Click!"
The sound of footsteps sounded, and He Xiaotian held his breath and concentrated, not daring to make the slightest move.
I thought to myself, thank the evil spirit storm, otherwise I would have chopped you both into pieces.
"Dot, dot, dot...light the incense..."
"I, I, I...I know..."
After a while, the aroma filled the air.
'Hurry up and worship. After the worship is over, you two can get out.'
The spiritual incense ignited and drifted towards the shadows.
It's just that this thing doesn't seem to be alive, and it hasn't absorbed any scent.
As a result, the green smoke drifted behind the shadow.
Following He Xiaotian's nostrils, he went straight in regardless of whether he wanted it or not.
"..."
What the hell...wait, what is this?!
The effect was quite strong. I never expected that he would take advantage of it again.