Chapter 358, come back from the dead, obscene

While talking, Zhu Peng waved his arm. As long as his palm waved slightly from his waist, there would be a large number of fruits and various kinds of meat. They were even spread out by Zhu Peng, which was not cherished. They would be put into the storage space bag by Zhu Peng, but they were all fruits brought out of the spiritual places. Those colors were pure. All kinds of fruits, meat, and even fish and mountain treasures, even if they are spread on the bloody ground at this time, they can abruptly break the blood, and then spread their own fragrance and delicious food into all directions. Just for a moment, there were waves of abdominal calls and "groans" around Zhu Peng. Those who have more or less tasted "food from immortals" At this moment, after a large amount of physical and mental consumption, people need the nourishment of these nutrients and food.

However, Zhu Peng covered the large amount of food with one hand, but did not mean to distribute it to them at all. Under Zhu Peng's strong pressure, no one in the shelter dared to be strong. After all, the blood of the knife-slinger just now has not really dried up.

"I need you to live. Whether it's like a pig or a dog, I need you to live. Of course, I don't need too much. As long as there are about a hundred men and women, it's enough for us immortals to carry out the human kindling plan (no need to think about it, Zhu Peng made it up on the spot). Therefore, those who complain about me, those who hate me, those who don't want to follow me, don't have to come out, who are willing to follow me, even if they don't care about being like pigs and dogs in the future, those who will persist in living, please come out and get a piece of food from me. After ten minutes of rest, we will leave this no longer safe magic ruins.

Put a big aura mask on the food in that place, so that everyone can only receive it one by one, with a limited amount and number of times. And after receiving it, the food is wrapped in aura within half an hour, and mortals can't swallow it all. After doing this kind of insurance, Zhu Peng turned around and left, and then found a corner. He swept away a piece of ashes and sat down cross-legged.

Want to be self-respecting? Then starve to death. Don't go to my food. In the doomsday, Zhu Peng's management of his own practice and blood and soul family can be called daily affairs. He is really not interested in investing too much time and energy in a group of protected mortals, so those who are easy to be blinded by the blood in his chest. As a thorny head character, Zhu Peng has always avoided as long as he can, and as he can.

All strong fortresses were broken inside. Zhu Peng's move of "food and survival" not only killed Li Yue's temper, but also instantly divided the mortals in the whole shelter into two factions. One is the vast majority of survivors. They are really greedy for the food and words provided by Zhu Peng. The safety described, although they have no backbone, it is undeniable that most of the time, this kind of backboneless existence is a great good people in the eyes of the superiors, and they often live longer than other people.

The other is the thorny role in Zhu Peng's eyes, who is blinded by the blood in his chest. They may have important relatives who have been killed by demons in the disaster just now, or their only self-esteem stimulated by Zhu Peng's words. At this time, they are all blushing and roaring, and even encouraging. Stop those survivors from standing on the opposite side of Zhu Peng.

In the face of all these changes, although he closed his eyes, Zhu Peng was still able to perceive it easily, but he did not stop or shelter those survivors, did not die, and did not let the contradictions and conflicts between them further intensify. Zhu Peng could not guarantee. Will these guys make any trouble on the way or even in the mountains of blood?

"Compared with the 'cheap goods' used to win the approval of Gaia's will, I care more about the small 'exquisite gift'." Because he closed his eyes quietly, Zhu Peng, who calmed down, vaguely felt the faint breath of life around him.

If it's just those mortals who are about to die, but in Zhu Peng's spiritual consciousness under his eyes closed, there is a faint Yimu vitality in the left direction that is activating and boiling. Zhu Peng opened his eyes and what he saw was that Mo Xue's round and fat little face added a little imperceptible light redness. A dead person, even if he cheats a corpse, will not be as fast as this. If Zhu Peng's estimate is not bad, in about five minutes, this Qinglong god envoy will restore his life and vitality again under the influence of the power of Ying Qinglong Yimu... It's just that it is impossible for Zhu Peng to let go of his easy-to-get favorable favor.

Standing up, regardless of the awe or fearful eyes of the people around him, Zhu Peng went straight to the side of the Mo family's father and daughter. The place he passed was like a split wave. Everyone automatically and consciously retreated, and Zhu Peng was not disturbed and stopped at all.

"You don't have to come here, and you don't have to comfort me. I just want to be alone." Hary and depressed, even if he has fallen into such a situation, this half-hundred-life old veteran is still full of iron bones, as if a sick tiger is about to die, but before it really falls down, it is still the real beast king of the mountain forest, so that mortals dare not touch the tiger's beard a little.

It's just that Zhu Peng is not a mortal. He looked at the hard old man in front of him and suddenly smiled gently, "With such a heart and such a will, if I can get all his soul and spirit, I can definitely make my seven prison evil dragon king think and make a big step forward."

"Greve your soul and will to me, and I will bring your favorite daughter back to life." As he spoke, on one side of Zhu Peng's body, there was a seven bloody demon dragons emerging and crawling out. For a moment, the blood was full, the divine power was like prison, and the divine grace was like the sea. With Zhu Peng's sacrificial pie, everything seemed to be extremely majestic for a while.

The so-called Shinto practice generally has only two ways of practice. One is to believe in gods, take the path of crazy believers, and sacrifice yourself wholeheartedly. This method is almost equivalent to selling yourself to the gods you believe in. It can be said that you give up yourself and become others (god). However, once you get the response of the gods, the strength of the practitioner can advance by leaps and bounds. When it rises in the future, it can be reduced or even exempts from the bombardment of thunderstorms. It can be said that in addition to losing yourself easily, it is the fastest and safest cultivation method in the world. Of course, it is not easy to really abandon yourself, and then get the god back. It should not be easy.

After all, the gods are not a wishing machine. In addition to managing countless believers, they are also busy with countless things. No matter how pious you are, if the gods are not heard in time when you are pious, your pious prayer is not very useful. Therefore, because of the strict conditions of the two sides, the whole practice world is often more than a hundred years before a fanatic who is truly responded by the gods. It is said that the practice world here refers to the practice world after the prosperity of immortals in the future, not the end of the practice world, the divine way of the end of practice, hundreds of years ago, it has been completely extinct recently in The earth star is reopened.

And another Shinto practice method is that the practitioner's own concept is in line with the Shinto practice practiced. For example, Zhu Peng's idea of practicing the evil dragon king in the seven prisons is to meet the requirements of Shinto with his own **, heart, desire and thoughts. This practice is almost forever. There is no response from the gods, but because of this, there will never be a dangerous danger of losing oneself. All practice is in itself. It can be said that it is just the idea of practicing Shinto and refining the mind with the concept of immortality.

For a long time, Zhu Peng has been refining the idea of the evil dragon king of the seven prisons with the second kind of practice. However, today, it seems that he has received some changes in inspiration and ideas. Zhu Peng looked at the hard and stubborn old man Mo in front of him and suddenly vaguely realized the third kind of Shinto practice. Sacrifice the soul faith in exchange for the power of the gods. I don't know where an idea and memory comes to my mind: "Most pseudo-god, but they are just vendors. As long as you can bring them enough benefits and benefits, they won't even care whether you really believe in them or not..."

Seizing his own heart and thoughts, Zhu Peng no longer hesitated. The evil dragon king of the seven prisons on his body became more and more powerful, and each head of the seven demon dragons circled around like substance. Believe in me, and I will bring your daughter back to life.

There is nothing to say about the process. For Mr. Mo, his daughter is almost everything to him. Now that his daughter is dead, everything about him will fall down. Even if Zhu Peng is not preaching at the right time, it won't be long before Mr. Mo doesn't die, he will also need to seek a new spiritual sustenance.

When the old man Mo was briefly baptized according to the steps of the evil dragon king of the seven prisons, and completed the first investment of faith, Mo Xue was about to wake up under the influence of Yimu Qinglongli. She had not suffered any too fatal trauma, but was hit by a muscular beast and her heart stopped. For a monk with excellent medical skills, this is not a big problem, not to mention a god who is good at Yimu Qinglongli. This kind of work, which does not need to create substances to regenerate flesh and blood, is the most economical way to save divine power.

Before Mo Xue really woke up, Zhu Peng ran the evil dragon king of the seven prisons with all his strength, covering the bloody light. When everyone's eyes recovered, they didn't see any process. They could only stare at Mo Xue's 'resurrence'. In fact, her vitality was endless, but in a state of serious injury, her body The Yimu Qinglongli automatically slows down the consumption of vitality.

It's a pity that the cause and effect of the change, except for Zhu Peng, not to mention others, Li Yue and Mo Xue, who are the envoy of the Green Dragon, are not very clear. Even after the recovery, Mo Xue bent down to Zhu Peng to thank him. The old man Mo was even more stimulated. Zhu Peng could clearly feel that he was originally with Qi The extremely weak faith relationship of the prison evil dragon king became thick and solid in an instant.

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