Chapter 185, Madness, Yujun, Great Benefits

But the flesh and blood soul is really too little. No, even because of the introduction of the flesh and blood soul, Shura Hulu feels more hungry. In the depths of the simple soul, there seems to be an idea urging it, go, kill, eat and rage.

But just as the Shura gourd was about to leave under the manipulation of this temptation, a familiar idea fell into its knowledge. Have played enough. Come back as soon as you have played enough.

It is not a human speech vocabulary, but just a kind of meaning, but it is clearer than any words. After feeling this idea, the seductive thoughts in the depths of the body of the Shura gourd counterbalanced, unwilling, opposing, and trying to lure the Shura spirit to leave.

It's just that the Shura gourd has been sacrificed by Zhu Peng quite perfectly. If it is so easy to be led away, what is the use of the spiritual weapon sacrificed by the monks with their hearts and gods? Is it plundered by the strong on the battlefield?

Regardless of the temptation of the idea in his heart, the Shura gourd moved without hesitation and floated away in the direction of Zhu Peng.

When Shura Gourd returned to his hands, Zhu Peng was really relieved, not because of anything else, but because the blue-faced Taoist who used blue flames actually insisted that he was still dead and angry at this moment, which can be said to be extremely tenacious.

Lingjian Tianbao has obviously pierced his heart, but because the sword stabbed too fast, and Zhu Peng stabbed out with a sword to prevent him from dying, he directly passed by. Therefore, although this blue-faced Taoist must die, he relies on his strong support and won't die.

If he didn't die, Zhu Peng would not dare to be a little careless. At this time, he almost exhausted his means, and his power was greatly exhausted. If this buddy really has any special skills that can explode before death, then whether Zhu Peng is injured or something, he is wronged. No one is willing to fight desperately with a person who is about to die, including Zhu Peng.

Looking at the Shura gourd floating independently and slowly moving to Zhu Peng's palm, the blue-faced Taoist's eyes, which were half-open and half-closed, finally closed completely, and the spirit of the whole body was hidden like a mountain finally dissipated.

"If I have a spiritual treasure in my hand that can be combined with merit, you may not be able to kill me even if you fight alone..." The Taoist said so.

"The Shura gourd in my hand also worked hard to fight for their lives. They sacrificed the god and even the heavenly waterfall sword. Do you think it was given to me for nothing? These are themselves part of my strength. You don't have to use this as a reason.

Looking at the calmness of the person in front of him, Zhu Peng finally took a long breath. The trapped beast was still fighting, the most dangerous. Now, this danger has finally been relieved.

Although this Taoist man has reluctantly procrastinate to die with the profound accumulation of his life's painstaking practice, he can only do so. It is impossible to kill with these remnants of energy.

For Zhu Peng's retort, the Taoist didn't care much. For a dying monk, there are not many things in the world that are really worth caring about.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, took out a shabby cloth bag from his waist, and put his dry palms in. The next moment, a jade old gentleman statue appeared, which was warm and shiny. Just looking at it, it could make people feel a kind of peace gushing from the bottom of their hearts.

Holding his hands high, he slowly placed the statue of the old gentleman on a slightly flat stone in front of him. In just a few steps, he had exhausted his strength, and the faint red spread from his chest and clothes. Zhu Peng frowned slightly, hesitated a little, and then took two steps forward to help the man, but his body was slightly vigorous. At this time, he did not relax his vigilance at all.

With the strength of Zhu Peng's support, the Taoist completed the action in his heart, took two steps back, and looked at the statue in front of him with some satisfaction. Maybe he was sighing and sad.

It's just that after so many actions, Zhu Peng is a little impatient. I said that you are almost done. You are exhausted, and the real yuan is at a loss. There should be no regret before you die before Daozu. Why don't you die?"

It's not that Zhu Peng is mean and sharp, but that he doesn't die. Zhu Peng doesn't dare to meditate in front of a living person. If he doesn't meditate and recover, he naturally can't support the forest war on the front line. It's really up to the slow toss in front of the bloody alliance. I really don't know how many more soldiers will be killed and injured.

"Don't do it in a hurry, don't do it in a hurry. I have a big advantage for you. Don't be in a hurry for a while, okay?"

Seeing that Zhu Peng drew his sword and gave him a pleasure, the Taoist quickly withdrew his mood from the old memory. After all, he still had some wishes, otherwise he would not be afraid of life and death, and he would not be afraid of Zhu Peng's sharp sword.

"Speed, every time I spend a moment with you here, there are more monks of our clan who died on the front line. If you don't have a sufficient explanation, I don't mind refining you after your death."

Hearing this, the Taoist smiled bitterly and picked up the worn-out cloth bag around his waist and said, "You must have seen that this is a storage bag. Although several owners have changed hands, the function remains unchanged. In addition to the fact that it looks a little shabby, the grade of the magic weapon itself has not changed. There is almost the wealth accumulated by our five people over the years. I will give you the forbidden method, and it is also a lot less than your cracking skills.

He took the storage bag and stuffed it directly into his waist. This is just to save me some cracking skills. What's in it should be mine or mine. It's not much benefit, is it?

Pointing to the Taoist ancestor jade statue in front of him, the Taoist man continued to say, "This is the statue of Lao Jun, which has been passed down from generation to generation. It has been sacrificed and worshipped for many years. It has been supernatural. The practice of Taoist Xuangong at a close distance beside it has the effect of accelerating the speed of cultivation, stabilizing the mind, eliminating heart demons, and accelerating the recovery of injuries. Although it is not obvious in a short period of time. But after years of calculation, the wonderful use is endless. I can practice the blue phosphorus ghost fire in the group of corpses for many years, but I haven't been devoured and my heart has changed greatly. This treasure is a great contribution to guard. It is definitely a treasure in the world, which is worth the spiritual magic weapon.

He raised his eyebrows and held his hands. After worshipping three times, Zhu Peng approached and looked at the statue of the old king at close range. As expected, it was bright and not ordinary, but after all, it was limited to the simple texture and failed to advance into a magic weapon. If this Taoist didn't say anything, Zhu Peng would not think of the wonderful use of this treasure. Wouldn't it be eaten if he would be free at that time? Do you suffer to death?

"Well, this treasure is indeed a good enough reason. I really don't believe what you want me to do. You promised me so many benefits, just because you like me."

"I was originally a family-style scattered cultivation in the reign of Qin Wangling. Later, because my cultivation was valued by the imperial ghost Cui family, I was able to marry my wife Cui. This blue phosphorus ghost fire is also obtained from the Cui family."

In the process of "Uh" words, the man suddenly covered his left chest, and a faint blue flame faintly swallowed, burning the blood that oozed out. Obviously, with his skills, he could not suppress the serious injury more and death. In my life, I have been obsessed with Taoism. In order to pursue the eternal secret world of eternal life, I have almost abandoned everything. Only, I feel guilty about my daughter. Every time I think about it, my heart is repeated and painful. Today, I will die here and give all my life to you. I just ask you, if you have the opportunity, you must, must..."

What must be, but the Taoist did not say anything. The blue flame ghost fires have gushed out of his seven orifices. The sword mark on his chest was forcibly suppressed by him for a long time. At this time, he got the opportunity to spray out, like a bloody fountain, but the dripping blood was blown away in the air. However, the steaming blue fire burned out, the people's death was scattered, and the ghost fire devoured the body.

This Taoist has relied on the blue phosphorus ghost fire all his life and kills countless people. At this time, his whole body is burned, refining his body and burning the soul. In this state, even Zhu Peng can't save his heart and soul. The blue phosphorus ghost fire, the combination of man and fire are cruel to people and has been determined. With such a fierce retort, I'm afraid that this person's opportunities for reincarnation will be burned up. It's really terrible.

He just opened his teeth and danced his claws in the burning of the blue fire, but the Taoist was exhausted. He instinctively refused to leave the jade statue in front of him, and he still shouted endlessly in his mouth: "Confucian fears the fate of heaven and cultivates himself; Buddha is afraid of cause and effect, and his karma can't escape; only I am the Taoist who wants to live forever, change and soars, I don't believe in fate, and I am not afraid. Karma, resist nature, how brave it is! Ha ha, ha ha, I don't go straight in my whole life, and the road dies and everyone is exhausted. How fast, how bitter it is..."

The blue phosphorus ghost fire suddenly burst into flame, burning the roaring Taoist, leaving only a large radial black pit on the ground, which was shocking.

Looking at the man's burning body, he looked at the jade statue. After a long time, Zhu Peng reacted and scolded directly, "Da, I forgot to take off Mo Sanyi's clothes. That's a superior robe."

This sentence was naturally just a self-deprecating joke. The bodies of the other four people were collected in one place, and burned them all. Zhu Peng's ears inexplicably echoed the roar of the man in the fiery fire. That kind of wantonness and freedom actually made Zhu Peng a little envious. At that moment, Zhu Peng I believe that Mo Daoren is very close to the road in his mind.

To clean up the mood, I got a lot this time. Among other things, the storage bag is a great strategic treasure. Of course, it is convenient for your own private use. If it is for the family, it can maximize the benefits, relieve the great pressure burden for the family's logistics supply, and extract more strength to support the front line. The battlefield.

The current Qin Wangling monk war is already a life-and-death battle between the masters of the two factions. If Zhu Peng fights selfish little Jiujiu at this time, it will be extremely stupid. On the contrary, try your best to help the family. As long as you win this battle, Qin Wangling, the great spiritual land, is the dominant family of the blood and dominates the four directions.

Author's language: http://big5.zongheng.com/book/166149.html The book "2012 Doomsday Fairy" was first published vertically and horizontally. Thank you for your great support. In addition, our school has a power outage. God, now there is electricity, and the salted fish can be uploaded. Whoo-hoo, my manuscript.