Chapter 354, Spiritual Protector

However, there are always those greedy people, but they don't let go of human beings of the same race. It happened in 20XX. There was a Taiwanese businessman who didn't know where to get a Taoist ancient method, the incomplete secret recipe of Ziheche · Living Dan, and he didn't know where he translated the word Zhuangyang. Finally, he lived However, I really bought a newborn child in inland China, and then with various traditional Chinese medicine, I swallowed the newborn child raw...

What's the difference between this and beasts? In the face of such a thing, shouldn't you complain, be angry, or kill?

For hundreds of years, endless resentment and anger have accumulated and condensed. Then, on the day when the boundary of the sky covering the earth star was broken in 2012, a full-scale outbreak, and the karma fire from the deepest part of hell gushed, cleaning away all the filth and turbidity of the whole world.

It's just that this filth and turbidity for just hundreds of years is too thick and amazing. Hundreds of millions of people died in the two world wars. There are still crying souls roaring and struggling in the Nazi concentration camps. The Lushun Massacre, the Nanjing Massacre, there are also two mushroom clouds rising in the land of the Japanese, the United States The glory of three hundred years of people seems to be gorgeous, but it is built on the endless white bones of the Indian indigenous people. The death and blood of hundreds of thousands of millions of people. Can this cry and resentment pour out all the three rivers and lakes?

"Can you wash it all..."

Such a loud noise and roar exploded in Zhu Peng's ear, and the blood and black and red memories constantly washed away his spirit and will. He finally knew why the alien life evolved in the earth's native earth is so hostile to human beings. That kind of hatred and resentment is even difficult to resolve even the highest Buddhist monk. . The reason is very simple. Where are your Buddhism when my children are cooked? When our skulls are knocked open and our brains are sucked, where are your Buddhism? As soon as I was born, I was steamed raw, and then when I faced the terrible big mouth in the traditional Chinese medicine, where was your Buddhism?

Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, endless.

Kill, kill, kill, kill all human beings, show the heaven and the public.

So crazy, so thought, so stingy, just because of such anger and resentment, which one of you dares to say that this "hate" is wrong?

This kind of understanding was only for a moment, and it was like a hundred years. As soon as Zhu Peng came into contact with the orange flame, the strange fire disappeared strangely. The next moment, Zhu Peng's face was sweaty and pale, holding his head in his hands. In the constant trembling and sadness, the straight waist gradually Bend down, in front of the black-haired man, Zhu Peng put his head in his hands and slowly retreated and bent down to mourn.

"Hey hey hey, well, I didn't deceive you. This is indeed the origin of life and the reason for hatred of our senior life. In order to get it out, I also spent a lot of energy." The orange flame in the black-haired man's hand gradually disappeared, but his condition did not seem to be very good, and his face was sweating profusely. It seemed that it took him a lot of effort and spirit to let Zhu Peng come into contact with this original idea.

However, it is obvious that all this is worth it, with countless pale cyan blood vessels sticking out in their hands. You have seen the source of my power. Now, you should also let me see the power of your detachment. Don't worry, I will definitely suck you clean, and then carefully understand this precious power that belongs to the detachment.

The next moment, these pale cyan blood vessels stabbed Zhu Peng like spears. As a high-level organism of the local evolution of the earth star, as long as he absorbs enough the flesh and blood of the monks, it is very likely to make him reversely deduce all the skills practiced by the monks. It's just that his pale cyan spear veins have not really touched Zhu Peng. With a "cry" sound of anger, the cold light exploded, and all the blood vessels that attacked Zhu Peng were cut off.

The next moment, the spiritual sword weapon Youlong jumped up from the scabbard and went straight to the alien in front of him. Such a sharp sudden death scared the black-haired man. However, the next moment, the man's self-protection instinct hit the sharp sword weapon Youlong flew out, which was so strong and abrupt. The contrast made the man stunned for a while.

"What's the matter? It's impossible for the monk to wake up so quickly, but how could the sword weapon jump out by itself just now?" With such suspicion, the black-haired man did not stop his movements. This time, he simply didn't need a spear and blood vessel. He wanted to do it by himself and quickly kill Zhu Peng, but the palms were not enough to touch Zhu Peng's body. The inconspicuous iron gourd on Zhu Peng's waist burst out nine huge and amazing. The big tail of iron sand.

Zhu Peng has always been thoughtful. Since he dares to touch the orange flame in person, how can he not have a card at all? Not to mention the ability of the spiritual weapon itself to protect the owner, it is impossible for the nine-tailed demon white spirit at his waist to die like this. It is not that this person and a demon has already The feeling is extremely deep, but in the world, in addition to Zhu Peng, it is difficult for Bai Ling to find a high-level monk who is willing to reshape his body for himself, and dragging a top-level spiritual weapon. Is it possible for Bai Ling to run all over the street?

Therefore, even if there is no "several nights of husband and wife thousands of days of kindness" relationship, the big demon Bai Ling can never let Zhu Peng die here for his own interests. Between one person and one demon, a strange causal bond has long been formed. Bai Ling died, Zhu Peng may regretfully lose a charming demon concubine, and Zhu Peng died. Bai Ling just wants to find a place to sell meat, but there is no room for that. Although the world is big, except for Zhu Peng, there is no place where the white spirit can live. Demons will be greedy for her remaining flesh and blood power, and Taoist demons will be greedy for her parasitic spiritual weapons. Even in the eyes of the doomsday invaders, she is also an absolute enemy. On the contrary, next to the blood-blooded high priest, he can't say anything about it. His status respects the scenery of the upper position, and he can also enjoy it in the blood. Most importantly, there is hope to reshape the body in the future.

The manager has long cleared all kinds of advantages and disadvantages. At this moment, he controls the Shura gourd and fights with the black man. Unlike ordinary spiritual weapons, the Shura gourd is sealed with a big demon. Even if there is no master, it can burst out the combat strength that makes people stunned and spit blood. It is so supernatural and matched with itself. The grade is enough to make any star monk salivate.

It's just that before Bai Ling could show his power, a faint illusory figure had passed through the disturbance of her nine tails and rushed out. The next moment, one of Zhu Peng's arms was already pressed on the neck of the black-haired man. At this time, his eyes were clear and full of feet. How could he be mentally damaged? Meaning and taste.

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