The monk just looked at it coldly, and saw that Zhao Yingkong's bloody aura was entangled, rising more than three feet high, and breaking through the roof. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhan Lan didn't have that much evil qi on his body, but he was also five feet, and his aura was purple and black, which was obviously the first-class demon outer path. The most exaggerated thing is the two people lying on the bed, among which the red hair burns a one-foot high flame, and the painful and distorted human faces loom in the flames; Chu Chong's body is full of white light, at first glance, it seems that reading books and rationally cultivated the aura of Haoran, and then carefully observing, the white qi is in a gloomy state.

In the tumbling gloom and frost, volumes of books float and sink. When the book is opened, there are either naked and bewitching women painted in it, or a crazy and rebellious rebel jumps out, and there are also pictures of father and son killing each other, husband and wife killing each other, and he even saw his wife being abused by countless people, but his face was full of pleasure and indulgence!

Ten thousand books, full of sin!

"Demons, demons, damned people, all deserving people!"

The monk muttered to himself, dumbfounded.

"Confucianism uses literature to disrupt the law, and chivalry uses martial arts to violate the ban! Beasts, troublesome people's hearts, will die! All of them will die!"

Zhan Lan didn't know what the monk was stimulated by at all, which tendon was wrong, but he saw him look at a few of them, and his originally numb and gloomy face was immediately distorted and terrifying, and he looked angry!

Zhan Lan's heart chuckled, and almost instantaneously activated the life-saving magic stored in his wand. Zhao Yingkong's movements were faster than Zhan Lan's, and the monk's expression had just changed, and she had already turned into a phantom and rushed out. It was as if she had broken through the limits of space, the female assassin was still here when she disappeared, and when she appeared, she had already reached that end, swooping up, volleying down, and the dagger pierced deep into the back of the monk's neck!

A large amount of blood rushed out, spraying Zhao Yingkong's head and face, but the assassin girl who made a contribution with one blow did not have any joy at all, but abandoned the dagger in horror and wanted to retreat!

A double-B-level magic dagger called the Soul Eater, as long as it succeeds in inflicting heavy damage on the target, it will forcibly take the target's soul, causing the target to die!

However, this time, not to mention swallowing the other party's complete soul, not even a trace of soul breath could be taken away.

It's as if all they see is a puppet, an image, or a human form condensed by a sea of blood, in short, there are no monks at all!

The monk didn't chase after Zhao Yingkong either, and the girl assassin was soon surrounded by endless blood clouds.

The monk pulled out the dagger stuck obliquely in his neck with his backhand, as if his body was not his at all!

"Magic Weapon!"

The monk spat out two words, not in a language that Zhan Lan could understand, but she could understand the meaning of these two words, as if they were some kind of thought-provoking proverb.

Even those who were as strong-willed as Zhan Lan instinctively developed a deep disgust for the "Soul Devourer" at this time, and wanted to destroy it, as if it were the most vicious thing in the world!

"Deprivation!"

The monk was not in a hurry, he was obviously about to kill a few people in front of him, but he was hit by Zhao Yingkong's surprise attack, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry, and even his distorted complexion became numb and calm again!

This kind of performance made Zhan Lan's heart feel even more chilling, especially when she saw the magic dagger in the monk's hand, the aura quickly dissipated, and she turned into Fan Tie in a few breaths!

"What kind of power is this! What kind of monster!"

Zhan Lan roared in his heart, and without hesitation, he aimed at the monk and used the second, last, and only attack spell stored in the staff!

A purple bolt of lightning shot out from the crystal head of the wand's three-toed dragon claw, turning into a purple electric dragon with teeth and claws, and the beard slammed into the monk's face, blasting his entire head, shoulders and half of his chest!

Looking at the monk's headless corpse, Zhan Lan couldn't help but be stunned.

Although this "Thunder of Judgment" comes with its own enhanced hits, it is not so easy to solve the trouble!

Her wand is one level higher than Zhao Yingkong's dagger, and it is an A-level item, but the effect will definitely not be so exaggerated!

Where is this A-class weapon, it's simply an artifact!

The monk in front of him is at least an S-level existence, and he is even stronger than Zheng Zha!

Zhan Lan was short of breath, and he was even a little expectant, hoping that the monk would die like that, although this is unlikely, but in addition to strengthening the effect of hitting, the thunder of judgment also has the special effect of annihilating the soul after hitting.

That is to say, theoretically, unless it is a true god, if it is hit by this thunderbolt, once the effective damage is determined, 9,999 out of 10,000 will die suddenly!

Zhan Lan's expectations were destined to be fruitless, because the monk's headless corpse was just wrapped in a cloud of blood, and a brand-new head covered with blood had slowly "grown" from the monk's cavity, and the whole picture was the same as a live horror movie!

At this time, Zhao Yingkong had completely disappeared into the boundless blood cloud, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. As for the surrounding scene, he couldn't see anything for a long time, and his eyes were full of blood mist, so Zhan Lan didn't know what was going on outside the house at all. Her psychic power scanning ability, without a doubt, strikes again, gorgeously invalid!

Zhan Lan exhaled deeply, helplessly looking at the monk with a bloody face, and could only rely on the last protective spell to force Zheng Zhe to come to his aid. If you can't be rescued, then die, there's nothing to be afraid of anyway.

The monk looked at the woman in front of him with extremely strong evil aura, and he was completely unaware of his image at the moment, and he didn't need to detect it, it was all a standard evil demon camp.

"You're not afraid?"

The monk looked at Zhan Lan, who was still calm, and asked suspiciously.

Zhan Lan looked up at him calmly.

"I'm not afraid. ”

The monk carefully examined Zhan Lan's eyes, and sure enough, he didn't see the slightest fear in them.

He burst out laughing, like a madman. First it was a laugh, and the laughing person was creepy, then it became a quack, like a flock of ducks barking, and the laughter was almost out of breath, and finally it became a laugh, laughing like a psychopath, and there was a chaotic wail in the laughter!

"Maniac!"

Zhan Lan scolded, and suddenly felt a little disgusted in her heart, this monk made her inexplicably disgusted.

The monk seemed to hear Zhan Lan's heart, and he stopped laughing in an instant, the strange thing is that the blood on his face and head has also disappeared, and his clothes are as neat as new, just like when he first saw him!

"You are not afraid, because you have something to rely on!"

"Is this what you rely on?"

The monk suddenly stretched out his right hand, only to see a silver cross in the palm of his hand, releasing a dim holy light, and the light was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Ankh of Rebirth ?!!"

Zhan Lan exclaimed in surprise, what calmness and sanity were melting in an instant!

She immediately scanned her storage ring and found out where there was this universal hole card worth one time in the B-level side story and a reward of 5,000 points!

The chance to survive was taken away like this, Zhan Lan's face suddenly became gloomy, and there was a trace of despair in his eyes, and there was even more helplessness and anger!

The monk smiled and spread out his other hand, which contained a rusted rebirth ankh, whose origin was unknown.

"Interesting left-hand tricks, but it's a pity that they met me!"

The monk was talking to himself, and seeing that Zhan Lan seemed to be angry, as if he was about to scold again, he immediately pointed behind him and said with a smile:

"You should still have him to rely on!"

"Well, you're lucky to continue to taste despair!"

After the monk finished speaking, he disappeared in an instant and retreated into the boundless red cloud!

Zhan Lan's body went soft, and for some reason, it seemed that all her strength had been drained, and streams of red mist wrapped around her whole body like a python!

On the bed, the red-haired man had turned into a dried corpse, dying silently.

Chu Chong, who had also turned into a dry corpse, suddenly sat up, and his whole person seemed to be inflated, and he quickly returned to his original state!

Chu Chong twisted his neck and waved his hand, and the red mist around him immediately dispersed as if he had received an order.

He looked at Zhan Lan, who was slumped on the ground, and his eyes flickered, as if he was a little surprised.

Chu Chong looked back and saw two corpses lying on the bed, one was red-haired and the other was his.

"Alas, this silkworm transformation magic skill, although it is good, can bring the dead back to life, but every time it is performed, it always makes people feel painful!"

Chu Chong was talking to himself, as if he was purely complaining, and as if he was deliberately saying it to someone.

After saying this, Chu Chong didn't stay in the house, pushed open the door of the house, and walked out!

Outside the house, there were two rusted ankhs on the ground, and he picked them up casually, and the crosses actually shone at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they quickly took on a new look.

"Well, this 'Anchor' skill is not bad, but unfortunately it can only lock the state of one item for 10 minutes, and in any case, it will return to its previous state after 10 minutes. ”

Chu Chong said to himself again, as if he had this habit. Many writers have some quirks, and talking to themselves is considered light.

It's just that he explained it too clearly, as if he was deliberately explaining it to someone.

However, when it comes to such a time, who else will pay attention to him, a survivor in a mission?

The owner of the red cloud didn't have time to pay attention to him, because this person roared in the sky again and again, and he was actually entangled by Zheng Zha!

Only the strong people of Tianyou can deal with it, this is a wise saying. However, all public opinion must have a premise, that is, the object cannot be a child of fate who is good at creating miracles and making the impossible possible!

So, this indigenous powerhouse was gorgeously slapped in the face by Zheng Zha, the son of fate!

The powerhouses of the Six Realms can't even suppress the Five Realms!

In the tea house, the shopkeeper was stunned and looked at an ancient book that was casually placed on the table by the guy and used to pad his feet before!

This book is nothing that mortals have read, but cultivators above the sevenfold realm in this world can see another world.

Ling Qi is not an indigenous cultivator of this world, but he has a true eye, so he got a piece of thought and information left over from the world in the book!

"The Endless Plane... Soaring... Higher Planes... Shortcuts?"

"Give me a shortcut to the higher planes, this is to force me to leave???"

Ling Qi's heart was surging, and the waves were terrifying!

Once or twice, can it be said to be an accident, three or four times, or an accident?

"Anyway, do you want to save my life, or don't you want me to see the truth, or don't you want me to mess around?"

Ling Qi solved some of the mysteries in his heart, but more mysteries immediately rose.

He frowned, making a big decision, and had no distractions.

After a dozen breaths, this time was longer than the past ten days, Ling Qi finally sneered, and casually threw the ancient book into his personal space, and no longer concealed his specialness.

In any case, the occurrence of such a situation is illustrated by at least three points.

First, his stay will indeed have a certain impact on the future, whether this impact is pleasing to fate or not, at least he is not insignificant.

Second, it can be regarded as deepening the first point, maybe because he is not an insignificant person, so for the time being, fate does not want him to die, and he can still die!

Thirdly, and most importantly, whether or not he is exposed to the black hands playing against him, at least under fate, he has nothing to hide!

With these points, it is enough!

In fact, no matter what decision he makes at this moment, it may be the guidance of fate, and it may be influenced by fate!

Since you can't say right or wrong no matter how you choose, why not stay and see the truth that fate is trying to hide, or trying to capture the truth that he wants to see?

As for that book .... and the world in the book...

Collect it first!

A ruined world, if it weren't for the peculiar state, seemed to involve some big secrets, and it was a shortcut to the higher planes, an immortal like him wouldn't even look at it!

The Heavenly Immortals are already the upper gods, and they are the authorities of the gods and immortals stage, second only to the immortal and Buddha overlords such as the Golden Immortals and the Supreme Gods!

The immortals already have the ability to create worlds!

Monkeys and other golden immortals can even easily transform a half-plane into the rudimentary space of the world.

Such a means, Ling Qi also has it now, of course, it can't be so easy, it's not like a monkey, the void can forcibly open the world!

Many worlds did not arise naturally, but were opened up by the Almighty. In the eyes of mortals, a golden immortal-level monkey is an absolute powerhouse, and Ling Qi can barely be regarded as a powerhouse.

Although it is necessary to open up a medium plane, the monkeys will be greatly injured, and Ling Qi will definitely be destroyed. For example, many gods and men who opened the world in myths and legends died well, just because of their lack of strength, they were probably not golden immortals, or only junior golden immortals.

The monkey wanted to break into the reincarnation space before, so he naturally refused to waste his strength, and what was handed over to Ling Qi was only the embryonic world, and it relied on the half-plane to successfully open it up.

Of course, the monkey is already very interesting, after all, Ling Qi's inheritance is directly directed at the Heavenly Immortals, and he can also grow into a Golden Immortal in the future, and what world he wants, he can develop it himself on the basis of the prototype!

Ling Qi is still a celestial immortal, and the burden of opening up the world is not small, so he has no plans.

If he is a golden immortal and has nothing to do, he can consider relying on the real thing and opening up a world to play.

He can rely on himself to open up the inner world, or he can rely on external objects to open up the outer world.

The immortals of many worlds have incomplete inheritances, and the roads have been locked, and they can even only open up the inner heaven and earth, or the outer heaven and earth, and there are many restrictions, at least in terms of creation, it is far inferior to the inheritance obtained by Ling Qi!

Ling Qi put away the "key", and the image of the shopkeeper had changed back to the appearance of a teenager.

He walked out of the house, and a guy happened to come with a panicked face.

The previous blood cloud only made people's hearts palpitate, but now the blood mist that gradually spreads and the thunderous battle movement are really killing people. Many people in the martial arts were already trembling with fear, and they understood that they were involved in an amazing battle, and life and death were on the verge of death!

The guy is not a martial arts master, he doesn't know why he knows it, and he thinks it is a vision of heaven and earth, but at this time he panicked, and the six gods have no master.

He saw that the shopkeeper in the house was gone, but a young man walked out, first stunned, then changed color, and was about to say something.

Ling Qi took a look, and the guy was intimidated by his majesty, and he didn't dare to move for a while.

I saw that the blood mist around the guy suddenly began to converge towards him, and gradually condensed into a scarlet blood-colored hand, which had already spread its five fingers to surround him!

The bloody hand gently grasped and clenched - Galala!

After the tooth-aching crunch, the bloody hand opened, the color of the five fingers became darker, and the man was nowhere to be found!

"Hehe, what a good resentful spirit, why don't you completely let go of control?"

Ling Qi muttered to himself, but the surrounding blood mist seemed to be ignited, completely boiling.

In the middle of the air in the distance, the monk who had just pressed Zheng Zha into the downwind immediately pressed hard, and found that the power that was not willing to be controlled by himself began to fight back again and began to run wild!

In fact, although this monk has the cultivation of the fifth realm, he is already a mortal after his mind is broken and his Buddha power is exhausted. He was reborn through blood resentment, and on the surface, it seemed that he had blackened and exploded, breaking through the realm. In fact, it's just a sacrifice of the body, summoning blood spirits, and fusing and rebirth!

The later powerhouses of the Six Realms were only blood spirits with the will of some monks, and they were blood resentment demon spirits, not monks at all!

Although Fang Yuan was well-informed and could penetrate the details, it was a pity that his vision was limited to the Gu Master world after all, and he could see it thoroughly. He also thought that this was using people to control demons, and he was amazed, but he didn't know that it was fundamentally using demons to control people and destroy their minds!

Ling Qi looked into the distance, the endless blood mist could not stop the slightest, but under the power of changing the rules of the general environment, he became a supporter! He looked at Zheng Zhe, who was suddenly mighty in the sky, and smiled happily:

"I originally wanted you to live for a while longer, but I didn't expect it to be so unhelpful, so let's die!"

He didn't know if he was saying this to Zheng Zha, or to whom, the blood monk suddenly burst open, and Zheng Zha's blow was like a meteor, completely crashing into a cloud of blood rain, and then slamming into the ground!

The boundless blood cloud began to spread, like spring snow that met the sun, as if it was about to melt soon.

But there were wails one after another in the city, as if a good city had become a hell of oil in an instant.

In less than three breaths, the wails and blood mist all disappeared, and the city was full of wind and frost, and the rest of it was silent!

Behind Ling Qi, a distorted blood-colored figure suddenly burst out of the mud!

The figure swelled rapidly, took on a human form, and became a six-foot-tall bloody man!

Sometimes the blood man becomes a bewitching woman, sometimes into an innocent maiden assassin, sometimes into a heroic man with a beard, sometimes into a low-brow monk. They all looked at Ling Qi, their scarlet eyes full of resentment and fear.

"Hehe, don't worry, such an interesting tool, I will make good use of it!"

Ling Qi turned his head and smiled faintly at the bloody man, and then when it was caught off guard, he gently raised his hand to take a shot, and the bloody man instantly turned into a blood bead and fell into Ling Qi's palm!