Soul Pact.

The subordinate contractor can be blessed by the master contractor, and if the master contractor does not die, the subordinate contractor can hide deep in his soul unharmed.

Unless... It comes out of its soul and away from the Lord's Contractor.

If they are still near the Master Contractor, they will take corresponding damage, but if the Master Contractor does not die, they will not die

The above is the general content of the soul contract.

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To put it bluntly, as long as Xia Bai does not die, Huangquan Biluo hides in his soul, and he will not be harmed in any way.

And if you walk out, but not far, you will be hurt normally, but you will not die.

If you go far, then life and death have nothing to do with Xia Bai.

It's a fair contract.

...

Rumble!!

The huge Buddha's hand turned into a snowstorm in the sky again, crushing Xia Bai into the depths of the snow, and the mountains collapsed, and the snow was like a torrent, and the mountains were white and boundless, like a deep sea cover.

At this time, Xia Bai was in his mind.

Biluo muttered: "Huangquan, you see how resistant people are. ”

Huang Quan had to admit: "It's much more durable than me." ”

Because there is a connection between souls, if Huang Quan speaks, Xia Bai can completely understand what it means.

A terrifying turbid yellow python, a small white face with long hair hidden in the depths of the soul, looking up at the giant Buddha's hand that bombarded down from time to time in the sky, the Buddha's hand also seemed to be puzzled.

Why is this ant immortal?

In the gap, Xia Bai faintly passed the words in his mind: "Both, do me a favor." ”

Biluo turned his head and said, "Huangquan, people want you to help him." ”

Huang Quan corrected: "It's us, it's me and you." ”

Biluo shook her head: "I can't do it, I'll be killed as soon as I go out." ”

Huang Quan pondered for a moment, and said in Xia Bai's mind: "Although I can barely fight against this Buddha's hand, as long as I fight it, this power will immediately escalate, and now it is vaguely aware of us, but if we dare to make a move, it will completely detect us." ”

"What is it?"

"Heavenly gods, the power of heaven, subjugating demons and eliminating demons, never die. ”

Rumble!!

Xia Bai was once again bombarded to the ground in embarrassment, and the few traces of strength he had just recovered were completely lost in an instant.

Spurting blood, he propped himself up again, looking hatefully at the vast sea of snow above his head.

The young sword demon's mind did not flash a series of words such as "thief God", "against the sky", "I want to never be able to cover my eyes again this day", "fight the sky" and the like.

The heavens are high above, and the gods overlook the world.

Now, he was knocked down by the bombardment again and again, and he didn't even have any power to fight back.

If you are someone else, you may be trembling, or thinking "why fight with the sky", or you just want to shoot the case and go against the sky...

But Xia Bai didn't.

He knelt on his legs, his hands on the ground, and felt another terrifying force coming down from behind him.

"Damn, one day, I'll become a god too, really... The strongest god, when the time comes, all the existences will be filmed by me like this.

Today's hatred, I have written it down!"

The gods in Huang Quan's mouth are obviously quite in line with his goals, although his concept of the gods is still stuck in "powerful things that can sit on the moon and do not live with mortals".

Xia Bai doesn't care about the camp, as long as he can be high, he will climb up, as for which mountain to climb, he doesn't care, so he has to meet the new world, this is his opportunity.

Now this Buddha's hand seems to have sensed the demonic power he has displayed, and has sensed that the two monsters in the Demon Suppression Tower have escaped, so if he doesn't die, the Buddha's hand won't stop.

Whenever he got up and regained some strength, the giant Buddha's hand would instantly send him to the point of near death.

And so on.

The monks in the back mountain of Shaolin in the distance were stunned.

It seems to have been bombarded into slag again and again, and it has been picked up again and again.

This beautiful young man was already covered in blood at this time, but this vitality was terrifying.

Or maybe this spirit makes them feel admired even when they are in hostility.

But the next moment.

Xia Bai made a move that no one could understand at all.

He snapped off the dark copper corner of the wheel shelf and plunged it directly into his heart.

The sharp horn came to a halt very close to the heart, and could not move any further.

Buddha's hand, once again, boom down.

This time, Xia Bai was not overwhelmed.

Because he was already in a near-death state at all times, he had not recovered at all, so he would not be hurt at all, and similarly, he did not have the strength to fight again.

With his head tilted, his black hair was fanged and clawed like a demon, with a smug grin, and a bloodstained face, staring intently at the giant Buddha's hand that had fallen again.

He raised his hand.

The hand of man is against the hand of the gods.

Rumble!!

Xia Bai's whole person was pressed into the ground, but he was unscathed.

He is already on the verge of death all the time, trampling on the brink of death, how can he be injured?

"Two, do me a favor. ”

Xia Bai looked at the Buddha's hand that had fallen again with an expressionless face, this Buddha's hand could only make him move, but it couldn't cause any damage.

The Yellow Spring Biluo hidden in the soul of the young sword demon was dumbfounded at this time, it was the first time they had seen such a tenacious existence of vitality.

I thought back to my mind, even the hardest and hardest existence in the Age of Mythology, it's nothing more than that, right?

"Xia Bai, you say. ”

"Tell me, we're in this together. ”

Xia Bai's lips were hideous, and he said in his mind: "In this state, I can't use my strength at all, and it's already very difficult to barely support it."

So, Biluo, I want you to use your hair and control my body.

Huang Quan, I hope you can turn into a long knife of tens of meters... I'm going to kill all the people who witnessed today's events, and all the people who saw my face.

I know you are afraid of this Buddha's hand, but... As long as you grasp the time interval, you can burrow into my soul before the Buddha's hand falls. ”

...

A moment later, the monk in the distance saw an extremely strange scene in his eyes.

The sky is flying with snow and turning into Buddha's hands, still smashing.

And in the gap, the young man in the Allure City was like a marionette, with jerky and strange steps, holding a black knife in his hanging wrist, and rushed towards them.

His body was one or two meters above the ground, up and down, jumping and floating, a thousand and one leads, and there was a ghostly aura between his gestures.

And when the Buddha's hand is pressed, his body will fall to the ground in advance, and then he will be crushed by the giant hand in the snow.

He patted himself and stood up as if nothing had happened, walking forward in the same strange position.

When they got closer, the monks realized that the young man's wrists, ankles, neck, and body were all wrapped around his long ink-colored hair, and the long hair poured out of the dark blue lamp above the handle of his black knife, and merged with him as if it were one.

"What kind of demon is this?" Doe was shocked.

The remaining bronze men were shocked.

The next moment, before the huge Buddha's hand fell, the "marionette" carried a black knife, twisted around his waist, and his palm was turned over by the strange long hair, which was cut out with a knife, like a red leaf plucked by the god of death in late autumn, quiet in the wind and snow.

The black knife protruded dozens of meters, tearing through the air, and before the sky fell, it slashed living beings with impunity.

Although Du Er and the others are masters, although this is the forbidden place of Shaolin Mountain, but in front of them, they only saw the phantom of the turbid yellow terrifying python, shuttling under the goose feather snow.

Fierce black light swept through the space, and the black light passed over the monks' bodies...

Red plums all over the ground!

Xia Bai is immortal, and can resist all harm when he is dying, but he has no strength.

Biluo sticks her hair out of the lamp, controlling his body.

The black knife turned into by Huang Quan can be long or short, and it can be slashed together.

The three exist, and it can be said that the cooperation is incomparable.

This group of monks who had not stepped into the transcendent and faced the demons had no ability to resist at all, and they were all killed.

Under the pressure of the Buddha's hand, the sword demon, who dragged blood traces, sharp metal in his chest, and was on the verge of death at all times, still walked into the temple and looked at the jade Buddha in the main hall, and the jade Buddha was also staring at him with a mocking look.

"Beheaded him. ”

Xia Bai didn't have the strength to do it himself, so he ordered Biluo.

Long hair wrapped around the sword demon's hand, and he held a long black knife in his hand.

The sword light swept and cut the head of the Jade Buddha directly.

The indifferent eyes on the skull's face blinked in the air of the fall, staring at Xia Bai's face, but it was completely immobile almost instantly, and when it reached the ground, it made a crisp sound.

The head of the jade Buddha has been shattered, and pieces of white jade of different sizes are scattered on the stone brick floor of the hall.

Meantime... The Buddha's hand in the sky is also gone.

Xia Bai felt an indescribable feeling of exhaustion hit him.

Resisting the urge to close his eyes at any moment, he shoved himself into a water tank in the corner of the main hall, then closed the wooden lid and pulled out the metal spikes on his chest, only then did he close his eyes and fall into a deep sleep.

As for the Huangquan Knife, it had already turned into a very small form and burrowed into his right ear.