Chapter 37 Great Harvest, the Power of Killing

Chapter 37 Great Harvest, the Power of Killing

A few steps forward, Zhou Yisheng's body moved with him, bang! But the body fell directly to the ground, depressed! The shadow jumped back into his body and couldn't help but have an impulse to curse his mother.

The leopard corpse was not worried but happy. The sacred light shot out again, all around Zhou Yisheng's body, and the stone soil was constantly splashed and hit Zhou Yisheng's body. It was flirting with Zhou Yisheng.

The leopard corpse waved proudly, turned around, and shouted, as if it were contemptuous and sarcastic, with various expressions, which was completely different from the original single expression.

Such a jumping clown also dared to be presumptuous in front of him. The dark shadow once again urged Zhou Yisheng's body to begin to print. Every time he made a fingerprint, Zhou Yisheng's body would collapse some blood. In an instant, his arm had been dyed red, and the gray robe also became a complete bloody coat, and it was difficult to find a gray place.

The blood flowing by Zhou Yisheng this time is not salty, but with a pungent aroma, which is more fragrant than the fragrance of flowers. It smells carefully but does not look like plants. It is a little natural, and it smells refreshing the spleen and fishy. This time, the shadow spent a lot of money to stimulate the hidden source of heaven in the body for a successful blow.

The leopard corpse seemed to smell danger and fled, but it often turned its head, sneered a few times, and finally fled faster and disappeared in this messy place. The shadow is not going to let it go. It is still imprinting. This time, it is not a Taiji picture, but a dragon-shaped shadow on his head. Every time his seal is mature, the appearance of the shadow dragon is clear and finally lifelike. This is not the transformation of the third layer of the shadow, but the split of the eighth layer, which can separate the shadow from the body, but the premise must be to detain a soul with independent consciousness.

In the first half of his life, Zhou Yisheng practiced Taoism and Buddhism. Although everything was difficult, he became a Yangxian in just over ten years, which shows his horror of his cognition of cultivation. The rapid growth of cultivation has left him no extra time to do anything else, so he omitted the things he had to experience in each layer of shadow training, because these were already like chicken ribs for him.

Now he has to use these things that are like chicken ribs for him, but the things that come out have no sense of independence at all. They can only be the puppet he manipulates and move slowly. This shadow dragon is also transformed according to the will of the green dragon blood in his body. Although it has its shape, it is less divine and looks empty and lifeless, but it should be enough to deal with the leopard corpse.

Long Yin rushed to the sky, echoing in this quiet forest, sounding like a meteorite hitting the ground, vast and magnificent. Countless weak animals in the forest were photographed by Longwei and lay on the ground trembling. The leopard's body was also shocked by Longwei, and its footsteps became slower and slower. Finally, it was overtaken by the shadow dragon and taken down with one claw.

The forehead of the leopard corpse cracked, and a vertical eye opened. There seemed to be countless ghosts crying in the vertical eyes. The sad sound, such as a bone-picking knife scraping the heart, can melt the heart of a rock-solid person, where there is a black chaos emitting a faint black light. After opening, the breath of destruction suppressed the dragon's power. Just the breath that leaked after opening it quickly withered the vegetation around it, and the water vapor evaporated into a bare land.

A faint black light shoots out, which is not like a pseudo-holy like the sacred light, but is really full of destruction. For the purest killing spirit, the space is distorted and directly shot straight at the dragon claws caught by the shadow dragon.

The shadow dragon has no life and does not know how to avoid it. The claw was grasped as usual, and the claws were torn and broken into black fragments and disappeared in heaven and earth. The faint black light rushed straight up and quickly disappeared and wrapped the shadow dragon. The shadow dragon was annihilated in an instant. The remaining black light rippled in the void, exuding the atmosphere of killing, and finally tore open the void and disappeared.

The shadow dragon was damaged, and Zhou Yisheng's body arm in the distance collapsed directly, turning into a pool of blood mud and falling to the ground. His chest was more like being hammered hard by a heavy hammer, spewing blood, and spitting blood up to the sky and falling down. The shadow shook his head and stood up. I don't know how to describe his mood now, but he can't use it!

"I fell in love with you today, so what if I lost ten years of skill?" The shadow was fierce and gritted his teeth. Since he was conscious, he had never been so embarrassed. He tied his hands and feet and made his anger run straight up.

The black light surges, rushing and roaring, like the Tianhe River rolling upside down, and the huge waterfall falls, as if it is about to tear this world. The shadow rose infinitely and was so powerful. Fortunately, this world was isolated by the Jiulong Opera Pearl, otherwise it would lead to a disaster and the exterior scene would be smashed.

The shadow wrapped around Zhou Yisheng's body and flew high into the sky, looking down at the leopard corpse under his feet. He disdained like an ant. He covered the sky and the sun with one palm, as vast as a huge wave. Standing in it, he would really be shocked to death by the huge gap he had.

The vertical eyes on the forehead of the leopard's corpse opened as hard as they can, and the faint black light in the eyes was full, and the breath of destruction was heavier. The dead land around it quickly spread from three feet to ten feet. The black disc spiralled up, and the void was torn and closed. Just the breath made people feel horrible, attracting the giant palm and wanting to tear it more.

"Hmm! Who the hell are you to realize such a pure way of killing? Unfortunately, it hasn't been achieved yet. The shadow felt something and asked in a low voice.

But the leopard corpse didn't answer anything, just shouted.

"Destroy you." The huge palm was pierced, and the shadow was a little painful. After all, he formed a sense of independence. With a shout, the black light shrugged, all gathered in another giant hand, not a dark shadow, but like a dark tungsten iron. This giant hand hit the cliff and roared! The sky and the earth are shaking, and the earth is trembling, but the mountain is safe and sound.

The shadow frowned. This blow took almost five years of his strength and could not shake such an ordinary hill. The black light condensed crazily again, as black as ink and as oily as iron. This time, it seemed to exude oily smoothness on the tungsten iron. This time, he directly used 20 years of power for safety. He hit the mountain with a heavy slap, penetrated the space, rolled up a huge wind, and a large area of trees in the mountain were blown down. Boom! Twenty years of the power of the dark demon penetrated the hill with one palm, fell down, and completely suppressed the leopard corpse.

The shadow did not leave, waiting quietly. A black smoke floated out, but it was a hairy black mouse.

"Who am I? It turned out to be the pet of killing the two gods, soul stealing rats. Hahaha! Those two old guys usually plan for others, but now they don't expect to be tricked by their own beasts. You dare to steal a little killing power and dare to come out rampant. It just so happens that I have never been able to find the purest killing power to suppress you and borrow it to study. The words are high-sounding, but the biggest purpose is still the mysterious killing power!

"Haw! "Oh!" The two mice's eyes turned around and seemed to be calculating something, but unfortunately they couldn't speak.

"Hmm! You steal rats, it's useless to say anything. The black shadow grabbed it with one palm and directly captured it. The unparalleled mind rushed into its body and quickly dragged out a little black light like a seed and disappeared into the brain. The mouse also turned into a mass of black gas and penetrated into the Dantian under the abdomen.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! With this killing power, it doesn't matter if you lose a hundred years of power. I have decided this big summer treasure. The black shadow laughed wildly, and the laughter spread to every corner of the sky.

The shadow integrated into Zhou Yisheng's body, and the black light surged quickly. This time, he used his original source to recover from Zhou Yisheng's injury, which really made a lot of money. However, everything can be recovered from the power of killing. Although the power of killing is not much, the quality is extremely high. As long as it is learned, it must be a leap from quantitative change to qualitative change.

Zhou Yisheng didn't know what happened. After waking up, his body recovered more powerful than ever. He felt like a rebirth, and his old wounds were gone. This time in a coma, he felt that he was flying in the endless void and understood a lot. It seemed to be illusory. The biggest feeling was the cognition of death. Although it was not as good as a saint, it was not far away!

His physical condition was so good that he was excited. He could clearly feel that his body had stepped into the peak of the yellow list. His flesh and blood were united. He was so powerful that he could kill tigers with his bare hands. He was many times stronger than ordinary martial arts, and he had always had an illusion that as long as the power of one finger could break through the shackles and produce anger. . But there may be no time to break through in your life.

Looking at the mess, Zhou Yisheng was first stunned, but he disappeared the disgusting perverted monster, and he felt better. Although he didn't know what had happened, looking at the dying white tigers, Zhou Yisheng began to imagine the specific plot in his mind.

The monster was about to eat him, and a group of Rui Shou broke out (white tigers were extremely rare, and the ancients thought that the white tiger was one of the auspicious beasts) and killed the monster and saved his life.

Zhou Yisheng is the kind of person who repays his kindness. After searching in this messy place, he did not find a tiger that could run alive, but found a tiger king. Since the white tiger saved him, he could not be saved. He went forward to check its injury, but it was not too serious.

The Little Tiger King opened an eye and quietly looked at the person in front of him. His eyes were bright and clear, his nose was hanging like a gallbladder, his face was big, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he looked so young, but he was about 20 years old. Is he really the man who was like a god just now? I would rather spend energy in exchange for a shocking palm to destroy a hill. But it is clear that the mountains here are not a place without "god" outside. The nine mountains here form natural formations and will not be easily destroyed.

Although the little white tiger king is half a body larger than an ordinary tiger, its mind is not very mature. It is somewhat childish with a pair of big eyes and looks at Zhou Yisheng brightly without any movement. Seeing Zhou Yisheng's blank face, he said in a voice, "What are you doing?"

"Let me see your injury." Zhou Yisheng replied casually and suddenly reacted. He looked at the white tiger in surprise, put on the defensive momentum, and quickly retreated.

Seeing him like this, the white tiger also made it clear that it was not him who just took action, but the predecessor in his body! He was a little disappointed in an instant, but he immediately realized that since he didn't know, he could follow him to learn the method of cultivation and have a chance to get close to the old man.

"I said, I didn't mean anything. I just want to follow you."

"Hmm! There will be no pie in this world. What do you want me to do? Zhou Yisheng is vigilant. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

More than 10,000 words a day, Yi Sheng did it, and Yi Sheng fulfilled his promise. What about you? Give me tickets and collect them! There is an increase, and Yisheng will continue tomorrow.