Chapter 126: Slaughtering People Evil

Chen Ping looked at this endless blood-colored dead wood, and couldn't help but be secretly shocked in his heart. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info power to plunder life is getting stronger and stronger.

The avenue turned into a dark power, and Chen Ping walked at a low altitude. However, at this moment, the dark avenue is trembling, and its strength is about to be lost rapidly.

Chen Ping couldn't help frowning secretly, his strength was losing rapidly, what kind of fluctuation was it, he could actually plunder life without drying up without exhaustion, and always kept a trace of the bottom line.

Chen Ping slowly landed in the huge dead wood forest, his eyes were blood red all over, and he couldn't look into the distance at all when he was in the dead wood.

Step by step, wisps of dark power penetrated into the earth from the soles of Chen Ping's feet. Runes were inscribed on the earth, and the power of darkness was arranged in an orderly manner.

Chen Ping can feel that there are opportunities ahead, but there are also dangers.

In an instant, his breath stagnated, and a trace of sadness in the earth came from the depths.

The dark power was rolling, and the rotten earth was dusty, but in this strange fluctuation, Chen Ping's divine power was rapidly depleted.

Rumble!!

A passage gradually appeared in front of him, Chen Ping slowly walked into the passage, the decaying earth was like stagnant water, if it weren't for the dark runes engraved by Chen Ping on the rock wall of the passage, I am afraid that as soon as this passage is cleared, it will collapse in a moment, drowning the people walking in it.

However, even so, the dark runes engraved on the rock wall, the shining dark light is gradually fading, even if the dark power is in the vast vast, no matter how powerful. Under the uninterrupted weakening of that strange fluctuation, it can only gradually become unsustainable.

However, Chen Ping was not worried, the dead wood and the forest may be coming to an end.

The dark force opened the way in front of it, the power rolled, a spacious path, and thousands of stairs were suddenly opened up. Chen Ping took it step by step, slowly descending, feeling the sadness flowing in the air, and the incomprehensible regret that was still incomprehensible.

A hint of relief and worry, pity but regret also pervasive. But surrounded by remorse and sorrow, it never dispersed.

Two breaths, from two different people.

Chen Ping silently perceived that a heart-wrenching story in the historical years was gradually unveiled.

The dark power was constantly surging, and Chen Ping went down for a while, and finally broke into a hole in the void.

After entering the cave, Chen Ping's eyes couldn't help but light up, and a piece of colored jade exuding yellow light in front of him was round and smooth, and the jade was crystal clear, and he felt that it was not an ordinary thing at a glance.

On the yellow-colored jade, the essence of the earth is incomparably thicker, even under the erosion of time, under the incursion of this strange fluctuation, this jade still protects this cave from collapse.

Chen Ping looked around the cave and couldn't help but be secretly surprised. In an instant, Chen Chai, Little Yellow Squirrel, Tegel Sai, Victoriana and so on were all released.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

As soon as the little yellow mouse came out of the small world, he suddenly jumped up and down to Chen Ping and gave him a mouse hug.

The hairy rat head kept scraping Chen Ping's neck, and Chen Ping also sighed helplessly and stroked the hairy rat's back.

"Teacher, why did you call us out?"

Chen Chai looked around, holding the absolute blade tightly in his hand, ready to unsheath at any time, and couldn't help but say to Chen Ping in surprise.

"The predecessors are so powerful, I'm afraid they have already entered the imperial realm. ”

Chen Ping nodded slightly and smiled at Victoria.

"There's an incomprehensible circle here. I need everyone to help me. ”

Victoriana sensed it slightly, and then said in surprise:

"This is the formation laid out by the Eastern Warrior. Seniors are from the East, shouldn't they be the clearest?"

Chen Ping silently helped the little yellow rat away and rubbed his temples slightly, does he want to say that I was born from Hongmeng and traveled from the future?

"No, I really don't know how to specialize in art. Victoriana, you Western vindictive, there should be a way to deal with this, right?"

How do you know that Victoriana shook her head, indicating that the Western Dou Qi and the Eastern Martial Artists, the cultivation methods, and the operation of the meridians are almost opposite.

Then called Murong Yanran, Murong Yanyu. How do you know that the two little girls have already been running the Taishang Divine Eyes, the two eyes are dark and mysterious, the dark mysteries alternate, the left and right are interchanged, constantly considering the vertical and horizontal formation patterns in this small karst cave, and suddenly all appeared in the eyes of the two little girls.

It was densely criss-crossed, sometimes combined, sometimes separated, and there were mantras in the rune formation that set up the void.

Chen Ping slowly put his hands on the back of the second little girl, and the dark power slowly blessed the second little girl's eyes.

The dark power turned into two, the light shone, the darkness was rich, and the two forces suddenly made the eyes of the two little girls shine.

Looking at the dense formation, the mantra runes emerged one by one.

Chen Ping's heart couldn't help but move slightly, thinking about the battle of the four demons in the void, and the heavenless battle against the enemy with the truth, it can be called a stunt.

Chen Ping kept figuring out and constantly analyzing the mantra of the Oriental Martial Arts. I couldn't help but sigh slightly, the times are different, but the number of heroes has never decreased.

The formation pattern continued to shine, Chen Ping continued to deduce, and constantly analyzed, and after several full hours, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The martial arts mantra shone brightly, and the vertical and horizontal dense formation patterns slowly combined into a small world gate.

The scene in the void is changing rapidly, and everything is changing dramatically.

Bang dang!

The void shattered like a mirror.

When everyone looked to the west again, the yellow jade no longer shone as brightly as before. Under the erosion and fluctuation of the years, the colored jade is only the size of a thumb.

However, in the empty cavity, it was no longer as empty as before, and in the middle of the cavern there was a small mound lying horizontally in the center. A humanoid skeleton knelt in front of the grave.

For a long time, everyone gasped, and slowly walked around the tomb to keep watching, constantly groping.

Especially the second little girl looked at the tombstone in front of her closely.

The tomb of my mother Liu Xin

-- Unfilial sons, slaughtering people evilly.

Everyone looked at it and couldn't help but secretly gasp. This slaughtering evil can actually go deep into here, and after passing the level of the gibbon, it is obviously extremely good to cultivate.

Finally, in front of the figure, there was a text drawn with a fingertip, and on the text, there were black solids. Apparently at that time, when it was written, blood was constantly flowing from the fingertips of the butcher.

Think about it, too, what a miraculous power a gibbon monkey is? How can it pass without paying a price.

He did not regret the bleeding of his body and moved forward to find a way out.

Heaven and earth cannot redeem a hundred sins, may heaven have mercy on the mother.

In a word, all kinds of regret, and the pain in it is difficult to describe and explain.

"Ah Qiu......"

How do you know that the little yellow squirrel sniffed east and west, and suddenly a sneeze gushed out a gust of breeze, with countless crystal clear spittle stars, like a breeze with rain, instantly spit on the bones of the slaughtering man.

Bang Da!

The body of the slaughterer turned into a ground in an instant, and all the bones were scattered on the ground.

"Squeak......?

The little yellow rat was instantly frightened, and instantly rushed into Chen Ping's back with extreme speed.

……

After a few moments, only a hairy rat head poked out, and he looked timidly at the broken bones in the field.

Chen Ping sighed slightly, the little guy is really troublesome. When I looked at the broken bones again, I was relieved. What kind of combat power does the gibbon monkey have? If it passes unharmed, unless its cultivation is much higher than his, it is a fool's dream.

But I saw that the broken bones had not been eroded by the years, but were broken by some kind of powerful force, bombarded little by little. There is no doubt how tragic and tragic this slaughtering man was when he fought the gibbon.

In the end, although he was lucky enough to pass the strangulation of the gibbon monkey, it was obviously not far from death, so he could only swallow a breath and barely escape.

Then Chen Ping slowly buried the evil of slaughtering, no matter how evil you were in life, you should have a quiet place after death.

The one who purifies cleanses away all impurities.

The one who is cold can remove heat and annoyance and make everyone cool.

The fruit is as special as a delicacy.

The light and soft, the desire to move the greedy mountain and cut off the desires.

He who moistens the mind, and the mind is pure, and the dust is not visible.

There is no illusion of peace and mind.

……

As Chen Ping slowly spoke, the true meaning of Buddhism passed away. Looming golden runes rose into the air, and then slowly rose into the air and disappeared into the void.

Chen Ping's voice is plain, but it contains great compassion, and boundless good thoughts are surging like a tide, which is not the purification of power, but the salvation of the spiritual level.

Even though the cultivation of Tegel Sai, Chen Chai and others was all demonic skills, they still felt that the spiritual level was indescribably nourished. Although Victoriana is a winged angel of the West, she is still nourished in this monstrous golden light.

The broken bones of the ground gradually emitted some indescribable brilliance, but there was a hint of black surrounding the broken bones.

Slaughtering people is evil, and it really lives up to its name, even under the true meaning of the Buddhist supreme salvation scriptures, there are still wisps of evil thoughts that come from the instinct of one's own body.

Obviously, the body of sin mentioned in the previous verse is probably only modest. If a person wants to be evil, it is difficult for God to stop it.

A faint figure gradually appeared, a trace of black aura surrounded the image, his face was numb, his cheeks were fleshless, and he looked ungrateful and thin. The two scar-like furrows on the bridge of the nose on the face look particularly murderous. The wrinkles on his forehead were as dangerous as ravines, like sharp blades, and his whole face was murderous.

The phantom looked at everyone quietly, but everyone looked at him the same.

The indifferent and indifferent gaze swept across the audience, and a cold chill ran down the spine of everyone present.

Ignoring life, lifeless, and in his eyes, people are not people, not even things. It's a kind of indifference, a kind of indifference, a kind of indifference to life.

Only Chen Ping can face it calmly, the cold gaze looks at Chen Ping, facing the boundless darkness, lonely and cold, silent and silent, making the evil figure of the slaughterer tremble slightly, as if the whole person is facing a silent world, boundless, without the slightest color, without the slightest fluctuation of life, as if everything is quiet, everything is silent.

That's a kind of powerlessness, that's a kind of looking up.

In a short period of staring, Tu Renwei felt that Chen Ping's gaze was so silent and ordinary, it was a kind of indifference, it was a kind of flat eyes.

There was no coercion, no oppression, but the remnants of the slaughtering evil almost collapsed.

People, when they are plain and raise the sky, are powerless and dizzy in the face of the boundless horizons of the heavens.

People, when facing the ocean, facing the waves of the sea, ups and downs, that is a kind of shock, that is a kind of horror.

In the face of unimaginable, magnificent power and majestic momentum, it is an instinctive fear.

This is the case with the evil of slaughtering people at this moment, even if Chen Ping didn't target him, it still made him feel a kind of powerlessness, and the divine soul condensed by obsession almost collapsed.

"Obsessed with madness, the remnants of the soul, rather in this Jedi to guard hard, it seems that your evil has not reached the extreme. ”

Chen Ping looked at the slaughtering evil surrounded by black aura at this moment, and Chen Ping couldn't help but smile slightly.

Kindness, filial piety first. A person with filial piety will inevitably not be able to reach the extreme of evil.

I didn't know that the slaughterer smiled miserably, the smile was full of bitterness, and the eyes were full of remorse, remorse, pain, and regret. The two furrows on the bridge of the nose on his face were like knife marks, but between this smile, it was like pulling the past wounds, tearing the heart, pumping the soul, and the pain was unspeakable.

"Perhaps!"

"When I was young, I did a mistake, and I destroyed my whole family. ”

"At that time, murder was like a dog, but when it was not clear, whether it was good or bad, good or evil, it was all killed. ”

"For many years, the continent has been crisscrossed, and the cultivation is deep, invincible, and invincible. ”