The colorful aura is raging, and the light that mixes this black space is bizarre, and it looks like I really have the feeling of seeing the aurora, but unfortunately it feels good, but looking at it carefully, it makes people's scalp tingle.

The turf under Wednesday's feet had been scraped off at the moment when the aura was raging. In the space, grass clippings mixed with dirt and grass roots flew up and down irregularly in the aura.

The remaining three monks had already been violently suppressed to the ground at the moment of Wednesday's roar, flattened out, almost to the level of A4 paper, and occasionally some grass clippings slid over their bodies, bringing up a small flower of blood, which looked extremely bewitching in this raging space.

The ravages of space come and go quickly, after all, it is only the mortal realm triple breakthrough to the quadruple, far from reaching the earth-shattering level of high-level time. At the end of the raging, there was a mess within a radius of more than ten meters, the ground was scraped down a few centimeters, and several bloody bodies on the ground were also scraped down a few centimeters.

Wednesday turned around and looked at the scene in front of him, and his face finally changed a little.

"Damn, I'm not a real man yet. Wednesday pouted and sighed.

Shifting, Wednesday walked over to the bloodied bodies.

"Hey, you're not dead, are you?" said Wednesday with a gentle kick on one of the bodies.

"Whew...... Whist...... "This one is obviously already out of breath and out of breath and intake in little."

"Hey, dead or not?" said Wednesday reached out and pulled this one out of the ground.

"Damn!" just pulled it out, this simple head tilted, and hung up directly. Wednesday frowned frustratedly, and as soon as his hand was released, the corpse fell back into the pit on the ground with a clatter.

The remaining two people were a little better, at least they didn't hang up directly after pulling them out on Wednesday.

"What are you doing here?" Wednesday poured the wood aura into the bodies of the two people in front of him, and the spirits of the two of them improved a little.

"Hmph, kill us. One of them struggled to prop himself up, spat out the blood in his mouth, and muttered.

"Don't worry, it will. Wednesday bared his teeth in response.

"Do you have anything to say? Say, I can make your death a little more painful. If you don't say it, I'll let you die after you say it, but maybe it won't be so painful. Wednesday turned to look at the other.

"We are not something you can offend, you better let us go, or ......"

Syllable!

The second half of this man's sentence was slapped back by Wednesday.

"Boss, you ......" The person before listened to the words of the monk who had been shut up by Wednesday, and said urgently.

"I don't look down on you for being greedy for life and afraid of death, and you're still the boss like a bear, I'm sorry. Wednesday stretched out his finger and casually poked the boss who was slapped down by himself a few times, the boss's body spasmed a few times, and his spirit was a little better again.

"I'll clean you up later. Wednesday glanced at the other person with slanted eyes, then pointed out his finger, and a faint aura condensed on his fingertips, and then came out of his hand and hit the monk on the head, and the monk fell in response.

"Do you want to live?" said Wednesday, crouching down, keeping his eyes level at the monk boss in front of him.

"What do you want?" said the boss's eyes with fear and cunning.

"Do you think it's possible for you to plot against me in your current state? I'll just squat here and don't move, you try. Wednesday had a harmless look on his face.

"Hmm...... Well...... Ah......h

"What did you do?" said the boss, with only fear left in his eyes.

"You're a monk in vain. Wednesday's eyes flashed, and then his palm pressed against the boss's head.

"You ......" the boss only had time to say a word, and then he felt as if his head had been violently slammed by a car, and the feeling of dizziness frantically impacted his consciousness. At this time, the boss's only thought was to let himself die soon, but unfortunately the feeling of dizziness was getting stronger and stronger, but his consciousness was becoming more and more awake, but his current state was like a sculpture, and he couldn't make any movement, and he couldn't make a sound.

"Scum!" Soon, Wednesday withdrew his hand with blood-red eyes, and then his fingers pointed out again, this time the aura was no longer weak, the fiery red light flashed, and it didn't enter the boss's heart, and then a burning smell came out, and the boss had fallen straight down.

Wednesday walked around the corpse of the boss and made his way to the last monk.

Reaching out to press it on his head, he quickly withdrew his palm, a hint of surprise flashed in Wednesday's eyes, and then he frowned and looked at the monk in front of him.

Wednesday naturally didn't do this to torture people, the reason for doing this was only because after Wednesday broke through the fourfold, the mortal body refining exercises suddenly increased a lot, and these increases were so firmly imprinted in his mind that Wednesday even wondered if he remembered it before. And one of these exercises is the exercise of searching for other people's memories, and it is so perverted that even the memories that others have forgotten can be searched out on Wednesday.

The memory of the last remaining monk in front of him did not have the memory of losing his conscience, and even the whole memory was bright, at least not too dark.

Wednesday frowned and looked at the monk in front of him, and after a moment, Wednesday reached out and slapped him a few times, and then injected an aura into his body, which was controlled by Wednesday and gathered on the monk's neck, and then quickly disappeared.

Standing up, Wednesday looked around again, and after making sure there was no problem, Wednesday took a deep look at the last monk, and then his figure flickered and disappeared into the space.

"Boss, what did this kid do?" In the dark sky, a voice sounded in a space, and along with the sound of the voice, there were several eyes that were also full of questions.

"It should be searching the memories of these monks, we always need to rely on some other external objects to search for memories, I have never seen such a direct exercise, this exercise is only in legends. The old man tapped his fingers on the crutches, frowned and whispered slowly, it is not difficult to see that the old man is not completely sure.

"Legendary?"

"Well, I heard about it when I was younger. ”

"So what do we want to do now?" someone asked.

"He left it on purpose, don't worry about it, let's go, remember, today's incident didn't happen. The old man's expression suddenly became stern, and he glanced around at everyone.

"Hmm. Everyone also agreed in a deep voice.

After everyone left, it didn't take long for Wednesday's figure to turn back from the darkness, and looked up at the dark sky, which happened to be the position where the old man and them had stayed before.