Chapter 42: Self-destruction

The battle of cultivators is like this, there is a mental calculation or no intention, as long as you know the other party's means, there are countless ways to target. Compared to a warrior, it is easier to capsize in the gutter.

Therefore, cultivators will not easily make enemies, and will keep some unrevealed means as a hole card for fighting for their lives, or a means of escape.

If Oguman escapes today, Okouman, who knows that Shang Biao is detailed, will definitely find a way to restrain him and retaliate endlessly.

"Originally, I wanted to see your spiritual descent methods, and see if this power of ghosts and gods for one's own use is even more magical than the rumors. It's a pity that your injuries are even worse than my resemblance, and you can't even perform the spirit descent that invites the gods into your body, which really disappoints me! ”

Shang Biao took heavy steps, moved step by step to Oguman's head, and said slowly.

The Wutu Locking Yang Array will not be affected by the theater only in a few key directions, and the other positions are three times the normal gravity.

Of course, this is just conventional gravity, and at that moment just now, Shang Biao mobilized the limit of the formation, directly stimulating six times the gravity.

Although he didn't go to school, he couldn't calculate how much damage the flying head would do if it was pulled by six times the force of gravity at its ultimate speed.

But when you see the cracked tiles under Okouman's flying head and the deep cement pit, you know that this is definitely not comfortable.

"Whatever you want, money, women, descending techniques, I can give it to you! We don't have a life-and-death feud, and I won't get anything if you kill me. ”

Okouman's bleeding head struggled a few times and was unable to fly again, so he had to open and close his mouth with difficulty, wanting to talk to Shang Biao about the conditions.

Although he was aware of the existence of actors, he was not aware of the limitations of the theater.

"I just want your life, weren't you arrogant not long ago. Dying teaches you to be obedient, and if you don't die, you will suffer from it. Next time like me, just kill people directly, where are so many perverted habits! ”

Shang Biao raised his magic sword and decisively slashed down.

Although the flying head was hard, it couldn't withstand his silver-level magic sword.

The blade touched his scalp and slashed at the hard skull, and Okouman's face turned fierce, and his entire head exploded.

Caught off guard, Shang Biao was blown out before he could block the magic sword in front of him.

"Ahem, you gave me a big gift when you were dying, why bother!"

Shang Biao coughed a few times, and a talisman in his arms turned into powder.

The other talisman item that Oguman had exchanged to deal with it had also been consumed, and if it weren't for this talisman to save his life, he would probably be incapacitated by now.

But now he is not in much better condition, and his body is full of intestines.

At the beginning, the cultivation of flying head descent was to put the five internal organs into the brain, and now they have all been blown up.

Covered in pus and blood, like a demon from hell.

In particular, there is a piece of broken bone stuck in the left eye, which is even more terrifying, if it is not for the resistance of the magic sword, the right eye is estimated to be unable to be saved.

"No, Qianyuan Lizhen, Tianyan, open!"

Shang Biao suddenly reacted, how could there be no hint in the theater when Oguman died.

The number of people who need to be eliminated is still twelve, and the only possibility is that Ogumam is cheated to death. But there is no doubt that the head will blow itself up, and only the soul Shang Biao has not yet determined.

Generally, theaters will find out the soul after death to prevent being searched for souls, but it is not without exception.

The mana worked, the sword finger touched, and Shang Biao's only remaining single eye flickered, opening a pupil technique that was one level higher than the magic eye.

Under the eyes of the sky, Okouman's ghost was indeed floating in place, staring at him with resentment.

"Boy, destroy my body, and use your body to make amends!"

Oguman had the intention of taking away after his body was shot through by Shang Biao's flying sword, and the self-explosion was also to reduce Shang Biao's defense, so that he could take the opportunity to sneak attack.

Of course, if he could blow up Shang Biao, while the corpse was still alive, it would be easier for him to take it.

Now that Shang Biao has escaped and discovered himself, it is better to rob him. The soul body was not affected by gravity, and it instantly submerged into Shang Biao's body.

"Whew!"

What is called meat buns beating dogs, Oguma's death-defying fight proves this proverb.

The tenant who stayed on Shang Biao's body, Qi Qi, would let go of the fat meat sent to his mouth, swallowed it in one bite, and roared happily.

"Kill one person, 11 witnesses remain, please kill all witnesses as soon as possible."

That's right, hearing the notice from the theater, Shang Biao was sure that Oguman was really dead this time.

Clapped his hands, ended the mana supply of the formation, and later recovered the formation flag and could use it again.

Walked up to Han Gang, who was also swept away by the self-explosion of the flying head, and Chambord side.

These two men didn't have his skills, and they also had internal organs on their bodies, but they were not only Okouman's, but they also had their own.

"Help, save me, I can refine Kuman Tong for you, refine Jiuling Kuman Tong! As long as the child in my belly is refined into Kuman Tong, and then nine into one, I can refine the strongest Nine Spirits Kuman Tong.

It is recorded in the Sutra of Descent that my master carried, and you can see that the Nine Spirits Kuman Thong is the king of Kuman Thong and can restrain all Kuman Thong. Save me, save me! ”

Han Gang passed out, and he was just a breath away from death, but the shampoo consciousness was still in the same condition. Seeing Shang Biao coming over, he opened his mouth to beg for mercy.

"Hmph, the garbage that has been pieced together from the ghost path, witchcraft, and Gu refining is also visible to you people from small countries who have never seen good things.

But you reminded me now, I have long wanted to see the Nine Sons and Ghost Mother of the Yinshan Forbidden Technique, and I just used your body to complete the experiment and refine. ”

Shang Biao grinned, recalling a broken ghost alchemy recorded in the Yinshan Dictionary, which was about how to refine the legendary Nine Sons and Ghost Mother.

Although he didn't like that Nine Spirits Gu Man Tong, it was not bad to use waste and experiment with the refining of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother.

In terms of essence, this kind of Kuman Tong and ghost children are the same, of course, the growth potential of the ghost boy is not comparable to Gu Man Tong.

Shang Biao also felt that before he cultivated the secret method of the Lushan Sect, the protective means in his body were too weak, and every time he encountered an accident, he used the theater to cultivate, and he would always encounter ghosts when he walked more at night.

"Master, let me eat it!"

The ghost boy came over obediently with the ground boy Gu Man, and it was rare that he didn't steal his mouth on his own.

"You can't chew too much, you didn't completely fuse Chunmei's soul last time. Why, do you want to quickly prompt your strength so that you can get out of my control! ”

The ghost boy laughed a few times, and was so seen through that he didn't dare to say more, and floated into his own nest.

The fingers changed, and the feet stepped on the yin step, and one by one Kuman Tong was sealed into the body of the shampoo. Several yin talismans were attached to the bulging belly, exuding the power of yin and evil.

With the last slap, Champo's body swelled up like a balloon.

Shang Biao mobilized all his mana to suppress it, and at the same time, streams of essence blood poured out from the wounds on the surface of his body, which were no longer human-shaped, and turned into blood chains to compress the meat ball little by little.