The old monk's face was uncertain, like a pool of calm lake, which was broken by a sudden stone and caused a circle of ripples. It feels very unreal.

My gaze suddenly became heavy. No matter how much a person's facial senses are cultivated, it is impossible to cultivate to the realm of unphased. Although Buddhism has no appearance and no desire, which of these old monks is not enshrined in the Buddha hall, and which one has no specific appearance.

In other words, the person who speaks is just letting off steam. It is also said that the absence of phase and desirelessness refers to the passing of time and the essence of the world. But even the person who said this is full of ugliness for the sake of incense money, and his feelings can't be taken off, so that others don't have the suspicion of wanting to take advantage of the fire to rob!

It's a bit far! Since it is impossible to cultivate this Wuxiang, then there is only one possibility that this old monk does not have a fixed appearance at all, and there is only one possibility that can do this, the faceless ghost!

The change on the old monk's face was only for a moment, but it still made me see the clues. The Soul Devouring Sword was instantly sacrificed and went straight to the old monk's front door.

"You!" In the soul realm, the old monk only had time to say a word, and the soul devouring sword had already penetrated through his forehead.

The old monk's eyes looked at me in disbelief, and then he showed a very painful appearance, but the facial features of that face disappeared, and after a while, only a flat face remained, without eyes, mouth, nose, and no characteristics that could be called human, only one Chuanzi was very strange and divided this face into three parts.

The corners of my mouth curled slightly. This abbot monk is really a faceless ghost.

There was no blood splattering, no howling, and the abbot's body was like a vegetable that had been squeezed dry, gradually turning into a withered yellow.

At this time, the Heavenly Demon Pill seemed to be a cat that smelled a fishy smell, and couldn't wait to absorb it, so that the Soul Devouring Sword actually turned into a transmission tool, causing bursts of dissatisfaction, and the buzzing sound of the sword was endless.

The madness of the Heavenly Demon Pill undoubtedly benefited me greatly. The spiritual power released is even more refined than the spiritual power refined by the cloth cloth magic technique. So much so that the spiritual power in the dantian was squeezed out by the spiritual power released by the Heavenly Demon Pill, and it entered the Heavenly Demon Pill again this year.

There are no words to describe this feeling. Or borrow a phrase from a friend when he got married.

Excited hearts, trembling hands!

Excited because it was a great opportunity, trembling because the situation was beyond one's control, like being whipped in a cave room, fearful but with the joy of expectation.

It took twenty minutes. Even the soul realm has become much more fragile, and if there is another faceless ghost at this time, even if he only has the strength of a five-grade master, I am afraid that he can easily defeat me.

For ten minutes I held the same position, my face cloudy. Although the soul realm has weakened a lot, it is still aware that there are twenty-six figures in this temple who chose to flee as soon as the abbot died. Obviously, these must also be the embodiment of faceless ghosts.

"It's a pity!" I couldn't help but sigh to myself! The energy of an abbot is actually as good as half a heavenly master. The most important thing is that pure spiritual power is incomparable to even the Heavenly Master.

What amazes me is that this pure spiritual power is deep black to the extreme, like a monster that devours everything. If I release my spiritual power, nine of them will tremble uncontrollably. A person with a dark aura churning all over his body didn't look like a cultivator, but more like a demon, a demon from the dark abyss.

Mo Li looked at me with some fear, and unconsciously retreated to the door, only then did he peek into his head, as if he was afraid of being affected.

I'm also a little puzzled by this phenomenon. Although the breath has changed, with my now modified physique, I have a natural affinity with spiritual power. It was obvious that he could feel how peaceful the power contained in this black spiritual power was, which was fundamentally different from the demonic energy recorded in the book.

It reassured me a lot, because I didn't want to be a beast that only knew how to kill. At the same time, I am also more curious about the Heavenly Demon Pill. Why did the Heavenly Demon Pill produce such a magical effect? Who the hell is that mysterious man?

"Old! Listen, Boss! Do you hear that? Mo Li, who was leaning on the door frame and showing one eye, asked cautiously, the posture seemed to be ready to run away at any time.

I turned around, collected the breath on my body, and smiled calmly: "What are you nervous about, go back to the Qiankun Mirror!" The rest is enough for me. ”

Mo Li walked in with a smile on his face: "Boss is mighty, Xiaolong, my admiration for you is like the Yellow River bursting its embankment and the tsunami surging." What happened just now, Boss. ”

Sure that I was okay, Mo Li suddenly regained his original characteristic smile.

"I don't know, if you want to know, you can continue to follow me." I spread my hands helplessly.

"Well, forget it, my mother-in-law, I haven't seen her for a week, I'd better go back!" The ruffian dragon hurriedly waved his hand, and his body turned into a cyan cloud and disappeared in an instant.

I only have two words for this product, speechless! Looking up at the sky, it was noon when the sun was shining, and although it was on the mountain, there was still a little bit of heat.

The soul realm is unleashed, and I am even more regretful in my heart! Although the spiritual power in the dantian has decreased by two-thirds, from the late stage of the Heavenly Master to the early stage of the Heavenly Master, the soul realm has expanded tenfold to a range of 100,000 meters.

Under the reflection of the soul realm, the more than twenty monks who were running wildly were clearly visible.

Just a thought, and the body disappears out of thin air.

In the eyes of the people around him, Wu Nian is a monk who is very teacher, he has never had a dispute with anyone, and he has not been greedy for the incense money of the temple, and even the monk's robe is patched with patches. For pilgrims, Wu Nian is a monk worthy of respect. All the pilgrims who come, Wu Nian is a wholehearted hospitality.

The strange thing is that such a monk should have sat in his meditation room and eaten in the Buddha to understand the common people, but at this time, he was like a lost dog, fleeing in a panic.

As he ran, he eagerly patted the watch on his wrist. The facial features on the face are constantly squirming, which makes people feel nauseous and vomiting.

Suddenly, Wu Nian stopped, his hands were folded, his face was constantly twitching, and the beads of sweat were dripping on his forehead, but he still looked solemn.

"Donor, dare to ask why you are blocking the path of the poor monks." Wu Nian's tone was calm, and he seemed to have no desire and no desire, and I will give you what you want, and I am afraid that you will hit me on the left cheek, and I will hand over the right cheek to the generosity. It's just that behind this calmness, a pair of legs are constantly trembling, but it betrays his nervousness at this time.

"Kill you!" The corners of my mouth showed a curvature, and my tone was equally calm, as if facing a vegetable farmer, I raised the money in my hand very much, and told the other party that I was going to your vegetable garden. I guess that expression must be very unpumped right now.

"Huh!" Wu Nian was very aggrieved, but he couldn't speak, and before the other party's words fell, a pitch-black short sword had already passed through his forehead. A face became flat without any suspense, leaving only the weird Sichuan character.

Another five long minutes. These faceless ghosts don't seem to have much spiritual power, but their bodies are irresistible temptations of the Heavenly Demon Pill, knowing that the Faceless Ghost = completely turned into ashes, the Heavenly Demon Pill stopped. But time runs out at this point.

There are more than twenty faceless ghosts, and there are only three left in the soul realm at this time.

I drew my Soul Eater and disappeared again without hesitation. Unfortunately, this is destined to be my last success.

This is a little monk about fifteen or sixteen years old, facing me with a panicked fear on his face. However, a pair of eyes looked fierce and abnormal.

This time I didn't even say a word, and at the same time as I appeared, my right hand became a claw and directly grabbed the top of Xiao Heshang's head. Ten fingers pierced like sharp knives.

"Soul search!" This is still a move that I learned from Mo Li. It's a little cruel, but it's very practical. Facelings are now the best choice for me to quickly improve my strength. Killing a cultivator, I will have a psychological disorder, but killing a faceless ghost will not cause any discomfort at all. What's more, these faceless ghosts are all jumping ten great tonic pills in my eyes at this time. There is no reason to let it go.

Unable to wipe out the more than twenty faceless ghosts, soul searching naturally became the only option.

Needless to say, the strength of this faceless ghost is needless to say, before I am not as good as the master of the five grades, these faceless ghosts are like mountains to me. Even Ning Xiang fell into a coma because of the Faceless Ghost. The hatred for it is naturally endless.

Fragments of memories poured out like a tidal wave. I quickly fell into a stupor.

A dark world, surrounded by seemingly endless despair, cries of pain, like a tide.

A thin figure, hiding in the corner, couldn't see the surroundings, but felt a warm feeling in his hand, and opened his mouth to nibble on it.

This lasted for a long time, until one day the ground suddenly shook. A crack opened in the sky, and a ray of light shone through the crack.

Countless figures rushed over like crazy. In a moment's interval, this glimmer of light should not be completely drowned.

"Get out of the way and make way for the king!" A shuddering roar came, and countless voices fell like raindrops, but they couldn't have the slightest intention of resisting, and they knelt on the ground one by one and shivered.

In the faint light, a huge car pulled by hundreds of people slowly walked over, but the person who shouted was a person wearing armor in front of the car run, and the momentum exuded made the surrounding figures tremble even more.

The car ran over, and a lazy voice reclined in a chair. With a tempting aroma of wine in his hand, there is a fruit at his feet that drives everyone crazy.

Each of these foods represents the lives of countless people in a barren world!