The golden light on the old monk's body became more and more intense, quietly sweeping the whole city, and the entire martial city was filled with a rich golden light.

In the west, near the city wall, the golden light is the strongest, because the old monk is here.

In the light, the old monk's slightly cloudy right eye stared at the black body on the ground, stared at it for a long, long time, and finally sighed, and slowly put the ghost light of his right hand on the ground next to him.

The ground was a surging black quagmire, and only a small part of the old monk's stay became the ground, but as the old monk's arm gradually drooped, the tumbling quagmire suddenly stopped, and the ground changed rapidly inch by inch, turning into an earthy yellow solid surface, and finally only a black body remained.

Syllable!

The ghostly light was placed on the ground, and the black light on it swayed, but it could not escape the ground.

The old monk tilted his head and looked at the left half of his body, the blackened and rotten left half of his body was completely a zombie, he still remembered that he was inexplicably infected with the dust in the sky at that time, and his body began to change, but he stubbornly withstood this transformation and ended the change in his body with great perseverance, but unfortunately, the half of his body that had changed could not be recovered, he accepted this fact and became a monster.

In Beicheng, he meditated all day long, chanted sutras, and used his will to drive away the abnormal desires in his heart, and the longings were not eliminated, but he inexplicably felt a strong power, and now he knows that that power is called Buddha nature.

He has to resist the evil demons in his heart all the time, his Buddha nature is getting stronger and stronger, but his body is not good, he can't hold it anymore, yes! He's old.

The old monk decided to come to Nancheng to have a look, and when he heard that Nancheng was a place for humans, he thought that he was also a human being, and if he wanted to die, he would die in Nancheng!

Xenomorph didn't let him leave, so he could only release the killing intent in his heart and kill all the way, during the killing, his left eye gradually brightened, as if he had broken through some shackles, and finally saw the world, but unfortunately, this was a strange eyeball, and what he saw was also an abnormal world, so he never used its power, he was a human being, and always was.

I don't know how long it took, the old monk found that he was too old to have the strength to walk, and the two diametrically opposed forces in his body grew wildly in the confrontation, both reaching a new level, using his old body as a battlefield, eroding each other, his body couldn't hold on, but he saw hope, he met a human being, a human being who was about the same as him, because he felt a breath very similar to himself from that person, there were zombies, and there were humans.

This is a person who needs to be saved, just like himself, no one can save himself, but he can save others, save this person!

"Let's go!"

The old monk's cloudy right eye squeezed out a glittering tear.

His old right hand pinched the left half of his body, and with a slight stab, the left half of his black rotten body was completely torn off.

"I ...... I. Grass...... What's this playing? Du Fei saw this scene from afar, and was so shocked that his eyes were about to fall, and he ripped off half of his body, what did the old monk want to do.

Only half of the old monk was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking indescribably weird, his right hand was carrying a soft and collapsed half of the zombie body, and he could see the swarthy inside from the cut surface. The black rotten organs, but they seemed to be blocked by something, they didn't fall out, and the half of the body sitting on the ground was even stranger, the smooth cut surface was like a diaphragm, exuding an unimaginable golden light, and the bright red organs crowded inside were like delicate flowers under the golden light.

The old monk threw it casually, and half of his body was thrown away, flying in the direction of the trembling heroic spirit.

"I know you're missing this, take it!"

As soon as the old monk finished speaking, the struggling heroic spirit felt better, got up from the ground, stared at the half-cut body in mid-air, and his eyes showed a deep longing, as long as he swallowed this pile of meat, all the xenomorphs in Wucheng would become its nutrients, that is, it would become whole.

The Heroic Spirit jumped up, his mouth wide open, and he took a mouthful. Half of the old monk's body was swallowed.

Grunt!

The black carrion fell into the pouch of the Heroic Spirit's stomach not long ago.

On the body of the Heroic Spirit, the wounds tortured by the golden light healed quickly, and a new brilliance appeared in its weak eyes, and its breath was constantly recovering.

Du Fei watched the heroic spirit slowly recover, and couldn't help but yell at the old monk's back.

"What are you doing?"

The old monk did not answer him.

After losing half of his body, the golden light on the old monk's body is more rich and pure, however, his breath of life is even weaker, I am afraid that it will not be long before he dies, although the original body is half human, half zombie, but it is still complete, after throwing away half of it, the fragile balance is broken, but since he has come here, he has no intention of living, he has lived enough, and he has struggled enough, he just wants to play some value before he dies, as a person!

"Wu Zhen, you need a heart, a smart heart!"

"Coincidentally, I'm Huixin!"

The old monk's right hand lightly pressed against Wu Zhenkong's chest, and the golden light rushed in, widening in all directions.

On the chest of the black body, the rich black was squeezed open, and the cracked wound slowly appeared bright red flesh and blood.

The golden light is getting thicker!

The changes in the chest quietly became faster.

Under the thin right hand, normal flesh gradually appeared, and the empty chest finally turned from black to blood.

"Go where you need to go! Don't rob me! ”

The old monk picked up the ghost light in his hand and stood up with difficulty, half of his body looked extremely terrifying, swaying in the wind, and it seemed that he might fall down at any time.

Laugh at!

The old monk let go, the ghost light fell, and he couldn't wait to drill into the chest of the black body.

Da!

The old monk chuckled, slowly floated up, and also fell to his chest.

The ghostly light that was quickly approaching his chest was blocked by a layer of blood-colored golden light, and he couldn't get into it, but the old monk with half of his body easily fell into it, was swallowed by the golden light, and quickly changed, turning into a small golden light cluster that melted into his heart.

Boom!

Bang bang!

The golden light beats, and the surging power emanates from within.

Snort!

The black mist squeezed desperately towards his chest, but the golden light gradually became stronger, and he didn't give an inch.

The ghost light outside flickered, and he couldn't find a place to live, and finally suddenly he was inexplicably pulled, spun around, ran to the left eye of the black body, and slipped in.

On his chest, black mist surged wildly. Towards the golden light, trying to break away from it, blackening the small piece of normal flesh that had turned bloody.

Bang bang!

The golden light was provoked and paused for a moment, and then an unimaginable light rushed into the sky, and the whole sky was dyed with a layer of gold. (To be continued.) )