Chapter 92 Magic Killing Sect

The old man really sat on the roof cross-legged, as if he were sitting on the flat ground.

Ding You squinted and did not take action, but stepped back two steps to distance himself from the old man.

The old man's triangular eyes blinked and yawned, "Why don't you hit me? Don't you want to teach me a lesson?"

"What the hell are you?"

The old man showed his sparse yellow teeth and said with a smile, "What is it? Grandpa, I'm different from you. I'm a human and a serious person.

Ding You frowned and said, "People? I've never seen anyone like you."

The old man fell from the air and sat firmly on the sofa in the room in mid-air. You haven't seen a lot of little dolls. You haven't seen Obama yet. Doesn't Obama exist?

Ding You frowned and looked at the old man. He looked carefully but couldn't find any difference between the old man and ordinary people. He hesitantly asked, "How can ordinary people reach your speed and sit on the roof like just now?"

The old man tightened his tight blanket and leaned on the sofa and said, "Baby, you're lucky. If I had met my apprentice, you would have turned into ashes long ago. He didn't have time to tell you so much. If it hadn't been for my old man's age and wanted to accumulate more virtue and kill more evil hum, you little doll? Opportunity to ask me questions."

Ding You raised his eyebrows and said, "What on earth are you going to do?"

The old man scratched his neck like hyperactivity and said carelessly, "I just wanted to kill you." Seeing the cold light in Ding You's eyes, the old man laughed and said, "Now I have slightly changed my attention."

Ding You is no longer the teenager he used to be. Now his spiritual will is much stronger than before after several battles. What's more, after one night on the roof last time, Ding You's whole body has changed. Although he can't see how much has changed, his nature in the bottom is indeed become bloodthirsty and aggressive. The old man's words won't scare him.

Ding You showed his slightly pointed teeth and said, "Do you really think you can kill me?"

The old man smashed his mouth and said, "Baby, don't you believe it's easy for me to kill you?"

The atmosphere in the room immediately became solemn. Ding You's pupils began to shrink gradually, and the faint red light slowly penetrated. The old man still looked indifferent, but his hands began to slowly put them on his chest.

Ding You suddenly exerted his strength. The distance between him and the old man was only four or five meters. Such a distance was not even a distance for Ding You at all, but in a moment, Ding You's fist passed through the old man's body and bombarded the sofa where the old man was sitting. The sofa sounded like being hit by a high-speed car. The harsh roar was instantly torn apart.

Unfortunately, Ding You's fist only passed through the remnant shadow of the old man and did not hit the old man. At the same time, Ding You's back was numb, and half of his body immediately stiffened. Ding You shouted badly in his heart. He wanted to twist and attack his body, but he was completely disobedient. At this time, he felt that he was a snake and the old man was pinching his seven. Inch.

The old man's joke came from behind Ding You: "How's it going? Little doll, is it easy for me to kill you?

At this time, Ding You knew that there were so many capable people in the world. He originally felt that he was invincible in the world. Even if he met a figure like the mourner in black that he saw last time, he could be qualified to fight to death. Now it seems that he is simply a lonely and ignorant well. The frog. The place pinched by the old man on the back is as crispy as an electric charge. A stream of electric current gradually spreads along the back to the whole half of the body. As long as this current-like thing is not controlled by Ding You, even the function that the organ itself should have stopped. If it is maintained for a period of time, When the electric current walked to the heart position, Ding You believed that he would die of cardiac arrest.

"I admit defeat!" Ding You's words are from the bottom of his heart.

The old man smiled and let go of Ding You's hand on the back.

With the release of his hand, Ding You's whole body was light, and half of his body was still a little numb, but fortunately, he was already able to be controlled by Ding You, and the organs that stopped working began to slowly resume work.

Less than two minutes after being pinched by the old man, Ding You was already sweating. Ding You sat on the sofa and looked at the old man with admiration. The old man was the most powerful person he had ever seen.

"Who the hell are you?"

The old man smiled and said, "Who am I? I'm a Taoist priest, but I'm not exactly a Taoist priest. Our school has been expelled by Taoists for nearly a thousand years.

Ding You heard it inexplicably, "Taoist priest? Are you a real Taoist priest?

The old man said disdainfully, "Repair a rash! Xiuzhen is all fools. Have you seen that person who has become an immortal for thousands of years? It's just the tricks of those pseudo-Taoist priests to deceive ignorant believers.

Ding You frowned and said, "Then you..."

The old man didn't answer Ding You's question and looked up and down and said, "You answer me a question first. How did you get such ability?"

Ding You thought about it and felt that there was no need to hide it. The old man seemed to know a lot of things. Since he said that he was not going to kill him, he would not deceive people. Maybe he could learn about his situation from him. What he is most worried about now is that he doesn't know anything about his body at all.

Ding You talked about the story of being bitten by a woman and stabbed into his chest by a bone in the alley. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a gentle knock on the door, accompanied by the voice of Lan Xiner's low voice: "Ding You, you won't kill him!" Only then did Ding You think of Lan Xiner and looked at the old man. The old man nodded. He quickly opened the door. Sure enough, Lan Xiner was carefully knocking on the door.

Lan Xiner saw that Ding You had not been in the next room for a long time and made a loud noise again. She thought that Ding You had killed the old man. She began to knock on the door in fear. Although she was unruly, she was not going to die. Seeing Ding You open the door, he quickly covered his eyes and said, "You won't kill him, will you? Didn't I say that it's not easy for him to be alive at such an old age..."

The old man listened to Lan Xiner's words and said in a shrill voice, "What does it mean that it's not easy to be alive at such an old age!"

The reason why Lan Xiner closed her eyes as soon as she opened the door was that she was afraid to see the scene full of blood in the house. At this time, when she heard the old man open his mouth, she immediately opened his blindfolded hands and looked into the house. Sure enough, the old man sat on the sofa leisurely.

Lan Xiner couldn't help saying angrily, "Ding You, why is this old man still alive?"

Ding You felt helpless. It was said that women were fickle. Lan Xiner was afraid that she would kill the old man just now. Now in less than half a minute, she immediately began to complain about why he hadn't killed the old man.

Good words persuaded Lan Xiner to coax Lan Xiner back to his room. Ding You turned around and asked, "I don't know much about my body..."

The old man shook his hand and said, "Don't ask me. I don't know. We have a special name for creatures like you in our sect, and we call them gods!"

Ding You frowned and said, "God?"

The old man nodded and said, "Yes, what is it that surpasses ordinary people and is not God?"

Ding You thought for a moment and thought it was a little reasonable, but he still couldn't believe that he was already a god. "Why isn't it a demon but a god?"

The old man smiled and said, "Do you know thirty-six Tianang star and seventy-two evil stars?"

Ding You nodded and said, "Do you know the characters in the Water Margin?"

The old man wrinkled his nose and said, "Now young people know the characters in the novel. Forget it. In our sect, we think that all the gods and Buddhas in the world are derived from extraordinary evolutionists like you. Whether it's the Buddha or the Jade Emperor's Mother, there are also the so-called immortals and ghosts, just like Your level is not the level of immortals and ghosts. At most, it's just a little demon who wags the flag and shouts in Journey to the West. The real evolutionary perfectionist is to reach the realm of great immortality. They can create everything or destroy everything. Good and evil are only in one thought. We will call such an evolutionist God!"

Ding You heard the fog. When the old man finished speaking, he thought about it and asked, "Since the evolutionist is your god, what kind of immortals do you worship? Are they all evolutionists like me?"

The old man laughed for a long time before he stopped and said, "Do you know the name of our sect?"

Ding You knows it. The old man didn't wait for Ding You to ask, and then said, "Our sect is called the magic killing sect!"