Fear, despair, reluctance, regret.

These emotions came to my mind over and over again, and they were rigidly entangled in my thinking.

Suffice it to say that in this case, I cannot make the most dissober judgment.

Panicked, really panicked.

Just like the child who was caught cheating by the teacher, he was hairy from head to toe, his heartbeat was extremely fast, and the sound of his heartbeat kept coming out of my chest.

If you die, you die, it's not a big deal, no one has died in life since ancient times, you have to die early and late, I just took a step earlier........

The old man has Miao Wuren and Wenren Bodhisattva to protect him, it shouldn't be a big deal, and the same is true for Qibao and Changlong Xiang, they won't have an accident, even if they don't have me, they can still live a peaceful and stable life.

As for Chen Qiuyan and the rats....... She should be the strongest with its self-preservation ability, as long as she doesn't run into the prophet of the old religion, Chen Qiuyan joins forces with the rat, and the rest of the gentlemen are not opponents.

Everybody's safe, I don't have to worry, there's nothing to worry about.

I'm just a little reluctant to them, and I'm afraid that they won't be willing to give up on me.

If it's because of my death...... They went to the old church to play with their lives....... Isn't that tantamount to looking for death?

Now I can see that the old religion is not terrible, but what is terrible is those monsters that exist in the unknown, those who come from a more profound period.

They're like the biggest cheats in the world, and as long as you can get along with them, you don't have to think about losing.

With the help of those old days, you will never lose, which is better than God's help!

Therefore, it is no wonder that Nan Zizi will boast about Haikou, saying that he is invincible in the world, unless someone is like him, who has contact with those ancient creatures and gains power from them.......

Only with the help of the power of the old days can we stand up to the enemies who have the power of the old days.

It is no exaggeration to say.

At the beginning of this war between the old religion and us, we were doomed to lose, and I was doomed to end up here.

Go to his ancestors' ....... I knew it would be like this....... That's to kill me, and I won't come to Yunnan!

It's not our job to be the enemy of the old days, and when the sky falls, there's a high top, and I'm a little kid who is mixed in..... It's damn damn too......

It is said that saving the common people and saving the world...... The old ones came out to have a fart relationship with me, isn't there still a country, they should bear this kind of thing!

The more afraid one is of death, the more one will be afraid, and the more he will complain about certain things.

The resentment is very heavy, and this is my state at this time.

So in the end, it's still the same sentence, I'm just an ordinary person, no matter how firm my heart is, no matter how dare I play with my life, there is a limit.

I really want to die in this kind of thing....... I'm sure I'm fucking angry!

"Bang !!"

With a loud bang, a golden dazzling light suddenly lit up in the qi veins, and before I could react, a vague figure came out of the golden light, and it was still climbing up.......

At first I thought he had taken off and was able to fly freely out of gravity, but I soon found out...... The movement was a little stiff, not like it was under his own control, but like someone was thrown out of his breath.

It slammed into the top of the cave, then landed vertically, and fell heavily in front of me, smashing out a large depression.

The old monk was lying at the bottom of the pit with a gossamer, and his body, which originally seemed quite real, had become illusory at the moment, like the most ordinary soul-like injustice, his body was translucent.

"Old-timers?! Are you alright?? I hurriedly crawled over and subconsciously stretched out my hand to pull him up from the pit, but then I realized that my hand could no longer touch the old monk.

As if touching the air, the palm of the hand pierced directly through the old monk's body.

I looked at my palms for a moment, and I didn't react..... What's going on?? Why can't you touch him??

"Child......" The old monk opened his mouth coldly and shouted weakly.

I nodded busily and said, "I'm here."

"I'm sorry....... Still lost........"

The old monk was smiling bitterly, his body, which was still slightly golden, had begun to approach the color of flesh at this moment, and his skin had become close to that of ordinary people.

"You didn't stand up to anyone, I know, you've done your best." I whispered to comfort the old monk.

Before that, I thought it was a hallucination, and it should be true.

The old monk's limbs are all mutilated, as if they have been eaten by wild beasts, there are large and small gaps in many places, and the chest cavity is exposed, without skin and flesh cover, and his internal organs can be seen intuitively.

The soul and the internal organs, which was not surprising to me, because I could see his heart beating, and it was about the same frequency as a living person.

"Those two breaths...... Those two breaths have been dispersed by me....... But the monster ....... I can't beat ......." The old monk laughed miserably, with a sad look on his face: "Vajra spell...... Tile Breaking Method....... I've tried all my tricks........ Didn't work for it........"

Speaking of this, the old monk also closed his eyes tremblingly as if he had accepted his fate.

"Not even a single move, I can feel it, it doesn't use all its strength, it's like raising your hand....... Directly defeated my vajra body! ”

Hearing the old monk say this, I think it's quite normal, after all, all this is not unexpected by us, but it is just the worst.

When you think about it, the reality is indeed hopeless.

is such a powerful character as an old monk, in the outside world, who in our industry can beat him?

In addition to the factor of Nan Zizi, the five prophets of the old religion have played their lives with all their hole cards, and they still can't get the old monk.

In the outside world, in the industry, how many gentlemen can withstand the cooperation of the five prophets?

As far as I know, not a single one.

Among the five prophets, any one of them is a character who can take charge on its own, so it can be imagined...... How great is the power of the five of them joining forces, and how great is the power of the old monk.

But even so, in the end, the old monk was still no match for him.

Using a biological metaphor as a metaphor may be a bit inappropriate and not easy to understand.

If it is to say, the gap between God and man, then it should be understandable.

That's right.

For us, he is God in person, and he is a living, real God.

"Will you be able to hold on?" I asked cautiously, looking at the miserable situation of the old monk, I also felt unbearable, although this was a relief for him, but the more I looked at him, the more uncomfortable I felt in my heart.

"The soul is shaking." The old monk smiled bitterly: "Vajra is an unshakable god in Buddhism, but it is still ....... That's right!! ”

At this time, the old monk seemed to remember something, his expression became happy, and the despair in his eyes dissipated partially.

"I can borrow the power of Gathason!! I'm only half a gatha ten!! As long as I let go of the Buddha's heart!! Pull out the vajra chain that I wear in my body, and I will be able to turn into Gathani!! ”

I smiled wryly, and although what I said was a little cruel, I could only remind him of that.

"You're dead."

"I know." The old monk nodded.

"After the body dies, it is impossible to ....... again"

"The demonic nature of Gatha has not died." The old monk gritted his teeth and said, "I'm only half a Gatha ten, that's why I will be broken by the vajra to break the heavenly spirit, if I really turn into Gatha Shi....... Maybe I'll be able to hold out a little longer, and I won't be defeated so soon! ”

"How?" I asked, incredulously.

"Is my body dead?" The old monk asked me rhetorically.

I turned my head sideways, glanced at the old monk's body, nodded, and said dead.

"Is there a dead air?" The old monk asked again.

"Yes, I saw it just now, and now it's all ......."

Speaking of this, I couldn't help but be silent, looked at the old monk's body in some surprise, and asked confusedly: "The dead air is gone, did you make it?" ”

"Even if my soul is scattered, the demonic qi of Gatha will ensure that my body does not decay, and the demonic qi hidden in the hundreds of bones of my limbs will gradually encroach on other qi ......."

"Will this continue to deceive the corpse?" I asked cautiously.

"If you leave it alone, you will definitely get a corpse, but if I take the initiative to untie the chain of the vajra and release those demonic qi that I blocked......" The old monk said in a low voice: "The soul can also transform into a body, and it doesn't necessarily have to be a physical body, you understand?" ”

"You mean...... Turning a soul into sin? ”

My eyes widened and I was busy persuading.

"There is no turning back when the soul enters the demon, if it is defeated, then it is really a soul that will not be able to be reborn forever!!"

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