After all, it's not time to go west.

You can output brainlessly, and you can't kill the other party, just because the output is not huge enough.

Now Tang Luo's injuries have not healed.

Had to be a little more budget-conscious.

It needs to be considered, just like in a limited strength, to exert stronger combat power.

This kind of thing is not something that can be learned by staying in a room and thinking about it.

Practice makes sense.

If you have a target, it's not easy to find.

The bronze armored corpse next to him is considered one.

So, he was caught by Tang Luo and practiced.

The effect is not satisfactory.

He shook the bell in his hand again, but the bronze armored corpse still did not react.

The corpse chaser's head had been slightly lowered, and a pair of fierce eyes could be faintly seen.

"Amitabha." Tang Luo pronounced a Buddha name to indicate his identity, "If the donor's eyes are not used, you can donate them to those in need." ”

A little persuasion.

Maybe the other party will "become a Buddha on the ground"?

Dreams still have to be had.

"Heh......"

The corpse chaser just laughed and didn't continue to ring the bell, "What did you do to my bronze corpse?" ”

"The donor said this?"

Tang Luo looked at the bronze armored corpse, "The poor monk let it go." ”

With his words, the bronze armored corpse beside him suddenly turned into a pile of powder and fell to the ground, as if it had been cremated.

The corpse chaser's eyes widened, and he involuntarily took a step back.

I almost hit K, who was shaking his head behind him.

If someone can hurt the bronze corpse, or even cut it, tear it or something.

The corpse chaser would not be surprised.

Although the bronze armored corpse is known as "invulnerable, invulnerable to fire and water".

But it also depends on the raw materials, and the methods of the corpse refiner.

The bronze armored corpse of the corpse chaser is only invulnerable to a certain extent, and it is invulnerable.

However, even if it is only "to a certain extent".

It is also impossible for people to be directly "turned into ashes".

It's not a high-temperature flame.

The other party has obviously just been fighting with the bronze armored corpse, and from time to time he finds an opportunity to pat it.

Can a slap achieve such an effect?

Iron sand palms don't have this power.

"Monk, what kind of kung fu are you practicing?" The corpse chaser asked, his emotions mobilized, and he didn't speak word by word.

"The Palm of God." Tang Luo said.

"Palm of the Gods......

The corpse chaser whispered, as if he wanted to keep in mind this skill that was enough to shoot the bronze armored corpse into powder.

"Then, the poor monk wants the donor to last longer than the zombie."

Don Luo took a step forward.

A cold wind blew.

The moonlight suddenly dimmered a lot, and suddenly a faint black mist shrouded the air.

Tang Luo stopped and looked to the right.

The corpse chaser looked in the same direction.

Then, at once, he knelt down, knelt on the ground, and shouted, "Greetings, my lord!" ”

In the terminal, with that gust of cold wind.

One more person.

A white-faced man with a pale face who had been soaking in water for three days and three nights carried a kerosene lamp in his hand.

The man was dressed in a cyan robe, and there was a word embroidered on his left chest that looked like a pattern.

For the gods and demons who have their own language to walk.

It is easy to see that this is a "Feng" character.

Feng of Fengmen Village.

The black aura that spread from the corpse chaser's severed arm was completely restricted.

The white-faced man ignored the corpse chaser, and his gaze kept wandering over K and Tang Luo.

"Your Excellency?" The corpse chaser spoke cautiously.

"I want it." The white-faced man said.

"Yes!"

The corpse chaser immediately crawled to K's side and sucked some black gas from K's body.

At the same time, he was secretly glad that he didn't really refine the person in front of him.

Otherwise, I am afraid that I will become the "soil" of "longevity mushrooms".

The corpse qi raging in the body was drained.

K gradually recovered, and his limbs were still a little weak, but he was no longer dizzy.

If you don't get dizzy, you can see a white-faced man in front of you, looking at you.

That look gave K goosebumps all over his body.

Not fear, but chills.

There is joy, affection, and joy in the eyes of the white-faced man, and it can be seen that he is satisfied and likes K.

But this kind of liking is not a liking between people.

More like, the butcher looked at the fat pig waiting to be slaughtered in front of him and felt that this pig was very suitable regardless of size, fat and thin.

After slaughtering, whether you sell it for money or eat it yourself, you can make a lot of money "like".

K felt that in the eyes of the white-faced man, he was a pig waiting to be slaughtered.

His teeth slammed up and down uncontrollably.

The spirit was on the verge of collapse, frantically probing.

Obviously, the gods and demons who have gone through several missions and struggled on the edge of life and death have walked.

K also didn't understand why he was so scared and scared.

The emotions that could not be restrained swelled like a tide, hitting the embankment of reason.

Previous experiences, experiences, accumulations, all fed to the dogs.

"Let it go...... Leave me alone. ”

K stammered.

"Good." The white-faced man laughed, reaching out and stroking K's head as if he were petting a pet dog, "I won't kill you." ”

Hearing this, K's whole body relaxed.

Almost fell to the ground.

Won't kill him?

What a beautiful word.

"However, only one of the two of you will live." The white-faced man suddenly pointed at Tang Luo and said with a smile.

K's expression froze with gratitude.

What do you mean?

Only one can live.

Why do you ask such a question?

Does this still need to be asked?

"Me! I! I am willing to surrender to my lordship! K was almost roaring.

It's not a friend of life and death, just get together to complete the task.

Not to mention that you can only live one.

Kill everyone else and let yourself live, K will not hesitate to kill the killer.

"Very well, this is the 'soil' I want." The white-faced man said something that K didn't understand, "Then get up, go and kill him, kill him, and you can live." ”

The "soil" of sin, the "flower pot" where all kinds of negative emotions are condensed.

to be able to grow more, stronger, and more special long-lived mushrooms.

Whoever survives these two outsiders is qualified to become a "living pot".

The one that dies can only become an ordinary petri dish.

Only those who survive are eligible to "survive".

Becoming a living pot of long-lived mushrooms is a "gift" given by the Feng family.

"Okay, but I'm ...... now"

K hesitated.

His current state is not good, not only has he lost his skills, but his limbs are weak.

Where does the combat power come from?

That Xuanzang is not an ordinary person.

Even if he has skills, K will not be his opponent if he doesn't sneak attack.

It's not that we don't work hard, it's that the enemy is too strong.

"It's okay, I can give you a little help." The white-faced man seems to be very talkative.

Then, he opened his mouth, which was wide enough to fit into an adult's fist.

There was a black hole inside, and K couldn't even see his tongue and teeth.

Taking a closer look, K noticed that the black hole in his mouth was "moving".

Squeeze out little by little.

"Gross!"

With a noticeable retching sound, something was spat on the ground by the white-faced man.

That's a mushroom.

At least a plant in the shape of a mushroom, or a mushroom?

K had never seen a mushroom like this, it was black all over, and the cap had a multicolored color looming on it.

"Ate it." K pointed to the corpse mushroom that was spit out, and the immortal mushroom said.

"Huh?"

K was visibly stunned.

Ate it?

"Huh?" The white-faced man's gentle tone changed, and his tone rose.

"I'll eat!"

K immediately picked up the mushroom and stuffed it into his mouth.

In the complicated gaze of the corpse chaser next to him, a trace of envy, a trace of jealousy, and sympathy, he swallowed it with a sigh of relief.

This black mushroom is not poisonous.

K doesn't care.

All he wanted was to get through the hours.

Once you get through it, it's really a sky high for birds to fly.

After the initial treatment of the "gods and demons", even if there are any sequelae, they can be alleviated and suppressed.

And then use real-world medicine to solve it.

In reality, K is a rich man, and there is no shortage of money for treatment.

All he lacked was a chance to survive.

"Go ahead."

The white-faced man stood up and said to K, and then looked at Tang Luo, who was watching the excitement next to him, "You seem to be very confident?" ”

"Amitabha."

Tang Luo said, "Why did the donor say this? ”

"Well, I'm more and more sure that my setup was ruined by you." The white-faced man said, his face suddenly hideous, "So! You can't live! ”

While speaking, K stood up, looked at Tang Luo and said, "Monk, don't blame me. ”

"Not to blame."

Tang Luo said.

Sacrificing one's life for righteousness and killing oneself is not something that everyone can do.

Death is just suffering, why blame?

"Then I'll send you to see your Buddha first."

K's eyes were red.

The black mushrooms that I ate turned into surging power and surged all over my body.

K felt that if he didn't vent this power again, he was afraid that he would explode and die.

"If only you could do it."

Tang Luo said, volleying a palm.

Empty palms!

The K body that had just rushed into ten meters in front of Tang Luo was shocked and flew out upside down.

fell in front of the white-faced man.

His crimson eyes widened, and his hideous expression was still frozen on his face.

Although the body is still intact, it is already too dead to die.

However, K's corpse did not have the same aura of skill as Sun Ang.

The white-faced man looked at Tang Luo with a little surprise in his eyes.

"Next, which benefactor plans to be converted by the poor monk first?" A smile spread across Tang Luo's face.

Killing K won't get much merit power, some symbolism.

If you want to kill me, I will kill you, and it counts more as karma.

But the corpse chaser and the white-faced man of the Feng family are different.

Tempering these two people, the power of merit is indispensable.

Anyway, it's also at the level of +999.

"My lord, I'll come!"

The corpse chaser stood up and offered his courtesy.

A rare opportunity –

"Good."

Tang Luo appeared beside the corpse chaser, facing him sideways.

I didn't look at it, and slapped it with a random palm.

The corpse chaser's chest instantly sank, and his upper body almost turned into a piece of paper.

The body flew upside down, crashed into the bus, and drove the bus to crash against the iron gate.

With a few loud bangs.

Turned into a pile of scrap metal, buses tumbled over the fallen iron gates.

There was a sharp grinding sound on the road outside the iron gate.

As for the corpse chaser, it has been reduced to pieces in the process of impact.

The best undertaker in the world, it is impossible for the corpse sewer to restore him.

"It's not as durable as the bronze armor corpse." Tang Luo gave an accurate evaluation and looked at the white-faced man, "You look a little more resistant to beating." ”

With a newer-looking, better-looking sandbag.

I can't look at the previous ones.

is such a person who likes the new and hates the old.