First he broke an arm, and now he broke half of his right leg...
From this point of view, he is now useless. Even if he still has some fighting power, it is difficult for him to do anything anymore!
What's more, he was completely afraid: How many Nie Hengs were there in this world, or in this Medicine Immortal Castle?
He has killed two Nie Hengs one after another, but what about now?
As soon as the third Nie Hengcai appeared, he was severely wounded.
What the hell is this bitch?
Shengtong's scalp was numb. He didn't know if more Nie Heng would appear. He felt that he should be in a nightmare.
Not far away from him, Nie Heng was hovering in the air, all wet: "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
It turns out that Nie Heng's shadow-incarnate body has been waiting here for a long time.
He waited for other shadows to lead the Holy Child here, and then found the best opportunity to severely injure the Holy Child.
Looking at this Nie Heng, the Holy Child first cast a spell on himself to stop his blood from flowing, and then asked in a hissing voice: "Who are you? Why are there so many Nie Hengs?"
Indeed, Nie Heng really has a lot!
A Nie Heng was chased and killed by Tuo Bakong;
One Nie Heng, Situ Kong is in charge!
There was also Nie Heng who took away Demon Emperor Mo Zhengnan!
Then here, the Holy Child killed two Nie Hengs one after another, but was severely injured again by the third Nie Heng...
What the hell is going on?
What the hell, multiples?
The holy boy was puzzled and even more angry.
Hearing this, Nie Heng smiled indifferently and said: "Didn't you become a saint in the eighth revolution? How about I help you turn again, and I will tell you when you become a Buddha in the ninth revolution!"
This is Nie Heng's guess: Nine times is the limit of the Holy Child. Once this number is reached, he will lose some means of saving his life and become killable!
"you……"
The Holy Child wanted to cover his wounds, but he didn't know where to cover them. Anyway, everywhere was seriously injured, so he ended up not covering any areas with his remaining hand.
He just looked at that Nie Heng and asked, "Are you not you?"
Kong Mingzi also asked one of Nie Heng's clones about this sentence.
Shengtong asked now, which shows that he is not an idiot after all, and seems to have determined something: "You are Nie Heng's puppets, and each of them only has the power of one strike of a warrior in the Martial Saint level!"
This Nie Heng's shadowy body began to applaud!
Then he said: "You are very smart, but you are too late!"
"Hahaha……"
Hearing this, the Holy Child laughed wildly inexplicably: "As expected, as expected! Nie Heng, Nie Heng, you are just a waste after all!"
He laughed wildly, and used his remaining hand to draw a talisman out of thin air in front of him with the pestle and stick, while his eyes were still staring at Nie Heng.
"You are good at borrowing strength and drawing on the strength of all your companions around you!"
"You have many treasures given to you by a certain strong man. Using these treasures, you can have a strength comparable to the first level of the Martial Saint in a short period of time!"
"Just like these puppets, they can all exert the power of a single blow at the level of the Martial Saint!"
"but……"
At this point, the Holy Child's smile became ferocious: "Except for borrowing strength and the treasure your master gave you, you are just a waste in the martial arts realm after all!"
Are these the truths he concluded?
Some are right!
But more are still wrong!
But at this moment, Nie Heng turned his head and looked to the other side, and said seemingly unintentionally: "I can only play with you until this point! The rest, you can play slowly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Nie Heng's shadowy body turned directly into crystal debris. Before it completely dissipated, he even made a face at the Holy Child.
Holy boy doesn't care about Nie Heng's disappearance!
The treasure that has been used is no longer a treasure, and it is normal to dissipate!
That's all.
What he really cares about at this moment is the sudden breath coming from a certain direction: Nie Heng!
The real Nie Heng is here, very fast!
"You're seriously injured!"
Arriving here, Nie Heng and Shengtong were separated by a river, both hovering in mid-air.
He smiled with evil intent and murderous intent: "You are weak, I can kill you!"
This is what Nie Heng came to do: kill the Holy Child!
"Are you the real Nie Heng? Not those humanoid puppets made by special means?"
The Holy Child turned the previous shadows into virtual bodies and used them as humanoid puppets!
He looked at Nie Heng with raging anger: "Even if those puppets have hurt me, if you want to kill me, you are still talking nonsense!"
"oh?"
Putting aside his smile, Nie Heng tightened his grip on the Yanhuang Sword for the first time in Yaoxian Castle: "Holy Boy, are you stronger than Mo Zhengnan?"
"Could it be..." The holy boy's eyebrows trembled and he asked in disbelief: "You killed the Demon Emperor?"
"He's not dead!" Nie Heng pointed his sword pointedly: "But you must die!"
The Holy Child finally stopped talking.
But the pestle and stick in his hand continued to outline something.
A talisman!
Four mudras are blended into it!
Moreover, there are eight square edges and corners, and thirty-six semi-circles...
Facing this spell that he had never seen before, Nie Heng frowned slightly, sensing and confirming it, but in the end he did not take action.
Even though he knew that this talisman might be powerful enough to help the Holy Child reverse the current unfavorable situation.
Or maybe once this talisman is formed, it can help the Holy Child obtain an opportunity similar to teleportation, allowing him to escape and ascend to heaven immediately.
But Nie Heng really didn't take any action.
Because he kept sensing and confirming, he gradually came to a conclusion: Holy Child was going to resort to the last resort, and would help Nie Heng get rid of many opponents.
That's good!
Sure enough, after another cup of tea, the Holy Child smiled.
Behind him is a huge talisman light wall about ten feet in diameter. All the patterns in the light wall have already begun to rotate, and it looks like a gorgeous whirlpool from a distance.
"Nie Heng, you shouldn't have given me such a long time!" Looking at Nie Heng, the Holy Child endured the severe pain and said in a sinister and ferocious voice: "From now on, you can no longer defeat me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his pestle staff instantly shattered and turned into streaks of lightning, which merged into the circular wall of light: "I will worship my ancestors with my body, and worship my ancestors with thousands of beliefs. Come on... God
Buddha has come!"
Gong Gong Gong...
Coming!
Suddenly the wind and clouds rolled around, and thunder roared wildly.
As the Holy Child finished his final chant, strands of blood-red threads began to gather from all directions, first blending into the wall of light, and then all turned into a bunch of blood pillars, piercing into the Holy Child's body.
After receiving the power contained in this blood column, the Saint Child's body suddenly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His broken arm and broken shoulder were rejoined.
His thigh regenerated a calf, as well as ankles, insteps and toes...
Moreover, his strength was also rising at a terrifying speed. From the level of Martial Master after falling, he began to rise rapidly.
at the same time……
A group of monks were chasing several scarred warriors in a canyon, but at this moment, they all exploded and died. They burned in an instant and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.
On the other side, dozens of monks were rushing to a certain place. They planned to help a certain guy, but at this moment, they all fell from the sky and were turned into ashes in the blazing flames without waiting.
This is nothing...
What's even more terrifying is that the hundreds of monks outside the Tianhe River Valley, including those at the Martial Master Realm, all burned incredibly at this moment!
They all became tributes.
Used to worship the Holy Child...
After receiving these bloody sacrifices, the Holy Child's body is no longer incomplete. He is bathed in golden light and is growing up.
The so-called growing up does not mean growing in age, but growing in size.
Nie Heng squinted his eyes and looked at the Holy Child, watching as he gradually transformed from the body of a young man into a tall giant several feet tall within the golden light.
The giant's eyes were open, as big as bells, and his expression was solemn, with a cold and murderous aura.
This kind of smell is very familiar to Nie Heng, because it represents death!