"Wow quack, boy, you made a wise choice!!!" A strange voice came from Song Tianlong's body, Song Tianlong's eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes inadvertently flashed a trace of trance.

Song Tianlong endured the pain on his body, gritted his teeth, and roared in a low voice: "Pseudo-Saint Heavenly Punishment, I didn't expect you to lurk so deeply! It's a pity, I tried my best to absorb your bloody qi, but now I want to sacrifice this cultivation of my own body to you." ”

"Boom!" The strange voice of the pseudo-saint heavenly punishment sounded from Song Tianlong's body again, "Boy, you should be grateful to me, I devoured your cultivation, but I also lent you my power." ”

Song Tianlong didn't argue with the pseudo-saint Tianzhu in his body, he knew that the pseudo-saint Tianzhu appeared at this time and said that he wanted to lend Song Tianlong's power, so naturally it was impossible for him to have any good intentions, but Song Tianlong had no choice, and it was impossible for him to leave the secret realm of Jianyin Village safely without defeating the two powerhouses of the Shura clan in front of him, Song Tianlong and the little hairy monkey.

The villagers of Sword Hidden Village, the only one who had a chance to compete with the bhikshus, were already in ruins......

"Sure enough, it's a pseudo-saint heavenly punishment. The bhikshus finally understood that the rich bloody aura exuded from Song Tianlong's body really came from the pseudo-saint Heavenly Punishment who had been suppressed in the Southern Spirit Desolation.

Bhikkhus's expression became extremely solemn, and he said in a low voice: "Boy, do you know how much trouble you have caused? The Pseudo-Saint Heavenly Punishment is cunning by nature, and it is willing to be absorbed by you, but it just wants to use your body to break away from the seal of the Soul Suppression Alliance!"

"Heh......" Song Tianlong sneered reluctantly, "It's a pity, I just figured this thing out, but I can only rely on this guy if I want to defeat you now." ”

"Boy, you are naïve, the heyday of the Pseudo-Saint Heavenly Punishment is only the consummation of the Golden Immortal Period, and I, the powerful Shura warrior Bhikshus, am the real powerhouse of the Tribulation Period!" Bhikshu raised his voice, and the battle intent on his body also surged instantly, although Song Tianlong's body made Bhikshu feel an extremely terrifying aura, but Bhikshu was not as easily frightened by the opponent's momentum as Ji Wushen!

"Then let's fight!" Song Tianlong is no longer talking nonsense, the power lent to Song Tianlong by the pseudo-saint Tianzhu has climbed to the extreme, Song Tianlong can clearly feel that with his physical fitness at this time, the strength he can withstand has also reached the limit, if he doesn't make a move at this time, when will he wait?

Without complicated means, the bloody aura given to Song Tianlong by the Pseudo-Saint Heavenly Punishment boiled, turning into countless tentacles and shooting towards the bhikshus.

The tentacles were filled with the smell of blood, and the evil aura faintly affected Picchus's mental state.

The powerful bhikkhus, under the influence of the bloody qi, couldn't help but flash a trace of trance in his eyes, the bloody power of this pseudo-saint heavenly punishment is powerful!

The bhikshu naturally sensed the problem on his body in an instant, bit the tip of his tongue, and forcibly kept his mind in the most sober state, and the evil qi on his body was not to be outdone, and after stepping into the Nine Turns of Thunder Tribulation, every shot would be accompanied by lightning and thunder.

The bhikshu turned the evil qi into a long ** shape, and between the flying spears, lightning and thunder sounded, and every blow could shatter a tentacle condensed by bloody qi.

The spear flower danced faster and faster, and despite the countless tentacles, there was not a trace of it that could break through the spear defense of the bhikkhus!

In Song Tianlong's eyes, the blood-red light was even worse, and the voice of the pseudo-saint Heavenly Punishment constantly bewitched Song Tianlong, making his entire head about to explode.

"Song boy, give me your body, with your current state, you can't fully exert the power I gave you. ”

"Song boy, if you delay like this, your body will not be able to support it sooner or later, and when the time comes, even Lao Tzu will be dragged down by you!"

"Ah!!!!h

The bhikkhus didn't move, just held the spear in his hand steadily, and collided with Song Tianlong's bombarded fist.

"Boy, you should have already found out, the Pseudo-Saint Heavenly Punishment just wants to occupy this body of yours, you stop now, it's still too late!" The bhikkhus's voice was also full of bewitching aura, making Song Tianlong's almost crazy eyes still retain the last trace of clarity.

At this time, Song Tianlong's state was very bad, the pseudo-saint Tianzhu seemed to want to control Song Tianlong's body, and did not completely give Song Tianlong all his strength, although Song Tianlong maintained the initiative to attack, but looking at the Bhikshus's easy response moves, he knew very well in his heart that he couldn't help this Shura master in the Tribulation Period.

The bhikshu did not take the initiative to make a move, and for the pseudo-saint Tianzhu, an innate spirit creature born in the Southern Spirit Wilderness, the cautious bhikshu constantly used his voice to stimulate Song Tianlong, who was attacking him.

"Boy, stop it, you are plotting with the tiger, if the pseudo-saint Heavenly Punishment completely occupies your body, I don't know how much disaster it will bring to this world. ”

I don't know if it was the bewitching voice of the bhikshu that worked, or if Song Tianlong himself was also trying to guard the last trace of clarity of the spiritual platform, in short, the pseudo-saint Tianzhu has not been able to completely occupy Song Tianlong's body, but on the other hand, that is, Song Tianlong's combat power has not been able to exert itself!

In the duel of masters, every detail is enough to determine success or failure! Song Tianlong has been unable to enter the state, allowing the bhikshu to seize the opportunity. A spear was like a dragon swimming in the sea, aiming at a flaw exposed by Song Tianlong, and instantly stabbed Song Tianlong's right shoulder!

Song Tianlong's right shoulder was pierced by the spear of the monks, and blood splattered, and along with a supreme evil qi poured into Song Tianlong's body, wantonly destroying Song Tianlong's meridians, "Ah!!!" A miserable scream, Song Tianlong's mouth also spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Boy, if you don't hand over your body to me again, both of us will die here!" Seeing that Song Tianlong was injured, the pseudo-saint Tianzhu also began to be anxious, it roared at Song Tianlong, but for some reason, Song Tianlong's eyes retained a trace of the last clarity, and the command of Song Tianlong's body still belonged to Song Tianlong himself.

The bhikshu also saw the struggle of the pseudo-saint Heavenly Punishment in Song Tianlong's body, and he still said to Song Tianlong in his demagogic voice: "It's better to give up now than to become a walking corpse, do you say......?"

It's just that, don't look at what the bhikshu said calmly, the frequency of the spear attack in his hand is even more ferocious, Song Tianlong's shoulder is injured, and only one left arm is left to fight against it, and after a long time, Song Tianlong's body has been covered with various scars!

"Squeak !!!!" In the distance, the little hairy monkey looked at the bloodstained Song Tianlong and shouted anxiously, but it was just a monkey that couldn't even beat the spirit void period, and in the face of a battle at this level, it couldn't help at all.

The cry of the little hairy monkey instead caused Kazino, who was standing aside to watch the play, "Truly!" Kazino smiled fiercely, and walked in the direction of the little hairy monkey step by step.

"Squeak !!!" the little hairy monkey panicked, it didn't expect that its shouting at this time would provoke such a terrifying opponent, not long ago was thrown in the air in despair, the little hairy monkey is still frightened.

Song Tianlong, who had been silent, finally had a trace of emotion, but the monk quickly stopped in front of Song Tianlong, and said in a faint voice: "Boy, your opponent is me, don't be distracted!"

Song Tianlong's brows furrowed slightly, and the bhikkhus's heart moved, and suddenly he had a hint of foreboding! "You ......"

A smile rose at the corner of Song Tianlong's mouth, "Finally found out, unfortunately, you, like your companions, are overconfident in yourself!"

The bloody aura surged, and as Song Tianlong spoke, it quickly converged on the wound on Song Tianlong's right shoulder, and the blood that flowed out of Song Tianlong's injury just now was actually flowing back quickly in an instant!

"You may have forgotten one thing, the blood evil qi was originally the ancestor who controlled the blood, the blood does not stop, and I will not be injured at all. Song Tianlong's faint voice sounded in the ears of the bhikkhus, and the bhikkhus's face instantly became ugly, Song Tianlong was so close to him, and he didn't have time to react!

"Your speed!" Bhikshu exclaimed, in exchange for Song Tianlong's affirmative answer: "Guess right, how about rewarding you with a punch?" Bang! The real punch hit the bhikkhus in the abdomen, causing the bhikkhus to curl up.

Song Tianlong did not continue to pursue while he was victorious, but took off and stopped in front of Kazino, who was about to approach the little hairy monkey: "Master, I didn't have time to take care of you just now, why don't you know to stay alone for a while?"

Song Tianlong crooked his neck, and turned the joints of his left and right wrists in a similar way, making a crisp sound, this was originally just a very ordinary warm-up action, but in Kazno's eyes, it was like the executioner's action of raising a knife before execution!

"Little ...... Boy, don't come here!" Kazno took two steps back in horror, a dignified master of the Golden Immortal Period, the commander-in-chief designated by the patriarch Blade Heaven to be responsible for snatching the Xuanyuan Sword, he didn't want to be forced into such a image by a little-known hairy boy in such a remote and deserted village!

"Bhikkhus, what are you doing, come and stop this kid!" Kazino shouted, only to find out that the strongest master he relied on was actually unable to stand up straight after being hit by Song Tianlong's punch, how powerful was Song Tianlong's punch just now!

Hearing Kazno's plea for help, although the bhikshus were seriously injured, he also knew that Kazno could not make the slightest mistake, so he could only endure the severe pain and rush in the direction of Song Tianlong.

The bhikkhus couldn't understand why Song Tianlong's body was constantly making trouble, but he suddenly looked like a person who was fine, and he obviously had countless wounds left by his own attack, but it seemed to give him a more powerful combat power!

"Boy, your state shouldn't last long, give up. Bhikkhus was unwilling, he wanted to use words to test Song Tianlong's emptiness, after all, he was obviously a martial artist who only had the early realm of spiritual void, even if he had more secrets on his body, he must have used the power of the outside world.

As long as it is borrowed, there will always be a moment to pay it back! What the bhikshus have to fight for is that Song Tianlong's current combat strength will definitely not last long!

Song Tianlong laughed, as if he had heard an extremely ridiculous joke. He didn't seem to care about the passage of time at all, he just looked at the sincere bhikkhus with contempt, and said lightly: "The bloody qi has a very interesting characteristic, that is, the more seriously injured I am, the stronger my combat strength will be. ”

"I want to thank you for constantly stimulating my consciousness, there are several moments, I am really about to be unable to withstand the impact of the pseudo-saint heavenly punishment on my spiritual platform, it is your words that have made me survive again and again, and I have become who I am now. ”

The bhikkhus only felt a blackness in front of him, he didn't expect that it was his own act of drawing snakes, but instead allowing Song Tianlong to get rid of the trouble of the pseudo-saint heavenly punishment, not only completely mastering the power of the bloody qi, but also having the strength to comprehensively suppress his own fighting!

The stench of blood spread from Song Tianlong's body, gradually surrounding the bhikshus and Kazno in the middle, Song Tianlong also walked forward slowly, every step was like a giant hammer, smashing into the heavy hearts of the bhikkhus and Kazno!

But at this moment, the vision protruded, and even the monks and Kazno did not expect it, a long sword flew silently from a distance, directly penetrating Song Tianlong's back, and stabbing out from Song Tianlong's chest!

"Tick, tick!" Song Tianlong looked at the big hole in his chest in a daze, and slowly and weakly knelt on the ground......