Chapter 177 Three Corpse Bug
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As soon as the blood aunt recorded in the Taoist classics came out, Jin Yang suddenly sank in, and the crystallization of fist-sized ideas suddenly converged and lustered. Between the slow rotation, the light of Taichu was extinguished, and Pluto's immortal power was about to fall into silence.
"Get the immortality, cut off the three aunts of green, white and blood, and you can fly to the sky and set foot on the way of immortals." In the crystallization of silently rotating ideas, Jin Yang consulted the classics of the Mingzong, and the Taoist books flashed in front of his eyes, and there was no record of the blood aunt at all. Instead, he found a sentence: "Take out people's internal organs."
"What a bloody aunt! It's worthy of being one of the three corpse insects, so powerful!" Jinyang, who exclaimed, has been the most important since he became an immortal. After crossing, he has the qualification to stand as an immortal.
The blood aunt in the third aunt is invisible, like a big insect in Jinyang's thoughts, full of evil and desire. The infinite world in the crystallization of fist-sized ideas is all transformed by Jin Yang's belief.
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probed his head, and the infinite world fell into the same mustard land in its eyes. The world cast with Jinyang's faith was the best food in his eyes. Jinyang, whose consciousness was immersed in it, suddenly changed, and the hidden emotional fluctuations in the fluctuations suddenly became weak, and there was a sudden trace of indifference in the cold will.
The blood bug breathes and dances, followed by countless emotional fluctuations. Jin Yang, who looks coldly and believes in the world, has completely changed. In the past, even if he had a cold face, now it is even less.
"What is this?" Looking at the blood worm swallowed by the whale in front of him, the faint crystallization was suddenly incomplete for one third, less than a breath, and again a little less.
When the blood bug appeared in the world for the first time, it seemed to be a little excited and jumped under his rolling. Like Jin Yang, the king of heaven, his indifferent eyes seemed to have nothing to do with him.
In the world of faith, time is almost forbidden. The blood worms of intangible substances leap happily in it, quietly looking at his Jinyang without any movement, as if this is not their own belief world.
As soon as the blood worm came out, Jinyang lost his emotional fluctuations in an instant. Suddenly, a trace of cyan appeared again in this bright world. The young girl recorded in the Taoist scriptures was much more fierce, like the infinite world of beasts suddenly shrank three points. Silently, the endless Mingzong classics in Jinyang's thoughts The head disappeared cleanly.
"Drink--" Jinyang, who had no emotion, made a sound. The moment he made a sound, he was suddenly stunned and calmed down, as if he was thinking about how to make such a sound. The last trace of confusion flashed - anger, something that did not exist.
However, it was indeed moved. The creator of the belief world was the absolute authority. At the moment of the heartbeat, the wind and clouds changed, and the infinite world was shaken. The happy blood worm angrily rushed to the idea of Jinyang standing in the air and hit him fiercely.
"What is this?" The complete fluctuations and emotions were swallowed up by him, but his figure appeared in Jin Yang's hands, like the feet of a centipede, and his scarlet teeth showed his ferociousness. As soon as the blood worm moved, the green worm's strong body, like a giant, hit Jinyang in the air fiercely.
The hand holding the blood worm shook, and between the reversals, he motionless against his tentacles, and his eyes turned between the two, as if he were appreciating the foreign body that suddenly jumped out of the depths of his thoughts.
"Where are the blood aunt, the young aunt, and the white aunt?" The eyes of the creator of the belief world finally fluctuated, a trace of emotion appeared in indifference, and the disappeared inheritance classics appeared in his thoughts again.
"Is it still called the three corpse insects like this?" Jin Yang, who was a little surprised, looked at the green worm that gradually disappeared in his hand and the blood worm that had already died in his hand.
"The Taoist classic "Dream Three Corpses" records the way to achieve immortality. It seems extremely difficult to kill the upper, middle and lower three corpses. Is it difficult to achieve this?" Jin Yang, who couldn't believe it, looked at the green insects that gradually dissipated in his hand. I'm a little puzzled. In this way, don't you say that your gradually fade will hit the immortals?
"The two insects of Qinggu and Xuegu are like waste. How can they defeat the ontology?" With a loud smile, a person exactly like Jin Yang stood in front of him, and even his clothes were the same. There was no difference between one look and one action.
"White worm, corpse worm?" Jinyang, who sneered, looked at this white worm like himself. Even if it was the same, what could he do? As a creator, everything was under his control, even in time and space. Blood worms and green worms are not even ants in his eyes.
"Hmm." Staring at this condescending body, the replica-like white aunt's face was expressionless, standing at the same height, with bright black hair dancing, suddenly raising his hands, and a holy light was conceived in his arms.
A great power came out of his body, and Jin Yang's face suddenly changed. It was very unexpected, and a cold light flashed in his cold eyes. The world cast by faith in the crystallization of laughing ideas is endless. The world is as big as the heart is. Originally absolutely controlled by Jinyang, it suddenly lost the least general control, and the world is divided among them.
The deep gully is between the two, and it is cold without wind.
"Can't I be compared with a blood aunt and a young aunt!" Bai Guchong shouted coldly, and his face changed slightly. Looking at the magic power brewing in his hand, he**ed fiercely.
"The Great World of Light?" Jin Yang asked in a low voice, and the arrogant white aunt worm replied, "The real world of holy light is like waste in your hands, and it is the sharpest weapon in my hands!"
The gloomy white aunt worm suddenly laughed, smiling as brightly as a flower, swinging his body left and right, as if he could not stand still. Between the laughter, Jin Yang was completely stunned, and he was so relaxed when he fought to the death.
The bent and shaking white aunt worm gradually restrained his movements and raised his head. The feroous magic light in his indifferent eyes stared at Jin Yang and slowly said, "My action is what you think in your heart. From today on, my body will be under my control and sweeping away!"
The cold language hit Jin Yang's heart and couldn't help asking himself. Is this what he thought?
Just as Jinyang asked himself, the real indifferent white aunt worm in his eyes moved, and the infinite power of the holy light world above his head was burning. In this world, like a creator, he is as powerful as his heart is.
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Like a rolling star, the power that can suppress the law of heaven spewed out, pouring down into the sky and crushing the standing position of Jinyang.
"No." Jin Yang, who didn't know when he appeared in the distance, said coldly that the world that belonged to him, time was under his control. No matter how powerful it was, it was of no use to him.
"Real?" The capricious white aunt worm laughed and pointed to the place where the world of light rolled by and said, "The world of faith you control will only get smaller and smaller! Just like your law of conduct, indecisive!" As he spoke, Bai Guchong, who was getting colder, knew Jin Yang very well and accused him severely.
Jin Yang's face, who stood silently, was red and blue. His words fell fiercely like a hammer in his heart and showed no mercy. However, Jin Yang knew that these words were his subconscious, and Bai Gu Chong just said the facts he dared not face in his heart.
The seemingly cold Jinyang is actually very fragile. He doesn't have the self-confidence of Zhao Qing, whether he has the awakening to fight between heaven and earth. He is completely forced by the environment and has no choice.
"That's it, so what!" The silent Jinyang suddenly broke out, and in the roar, ripples looked around, and the huge power stirred up. You think I'm afraid of you! The stronger your strength and inheritance, the more majestic I will be!" After promoting the holy light world, the white aunt worm is fierce, the holy light is wrapped around, like the birth of the king in heaven, and the vast holy glory shines on the world of the heavens.
The invincible power completely shows the power of the holy light world.
Jin Yang's face was a little ugly, and suddenly found that the Taoism of this white aunt worm was really not shallow. The holy light world itself did not understand one or two, but he stimulated the full power. His hand trembled slightly, and his thoughts fluctuated slightly. The fierce world of holy light roared back and forth in the world controlled by Jinyang, and the power that penetrated the heavens and bounds hit his body.
With a muffled hum, he lost a world again, and the power of the creator weakened. The laughing Bai Guchong seemed to see his future, galloping around the world, fought against Zhao Qing, and pressed her fiercely on his ** for his own driving.
A pervert with silk in madness.
"Well, how can you peek at my inheritance!" With a roar of Jinyang, the light of Taichu shone on his body, and the auspicious cloud-like atmosphere surrounded him. Infinite life was instilled in his body and became the longest living individual in the world. With his hand swinging again, the cold wind came, and the vast atmosphere stirred in his world.
Looking at the changing world, an inexplicable self-confidence gradually rose, and my heart beat between my thoughts. A sword from the ancient Ming Sect appeared in his hand. The war marks are full, the missing blade is still there, and there is no sign of repair.
Looking at this ancient sword - the moment of the god of war, I was amazed in my heart. Like a stubborn iron, there is an infinite sharp sword, which can appear in the world of my own thoughts, this world of faith.
"I don't know if the sharpness is still the same." Jinyang, who muttered to himself, looked at the white aunt worm that was pushing for the destruction of the holy light world. He flashed away cautiously in his eyes and slowly put away the moment of the underworld and disappeared.