"Chilian real person?"

Feng Ping recognized this person.

No!

It should be said that this person is recognized!

This Taoist with a flying sword in his hand and a carapace covered in his body is the Chilian real person enshrined in the Dengxian Pavilion!

In the charcoal burning mountain all year round, I have never seen the true face of the monk's Lushan, but when I saw it today, my stomach was churning, and I almost vomited the overnight meal.

Real people, real people, the visual shock is far stronger than the statue, the naked sarcoma is still wriggling, and the tentacles of his right arm are wrapped up in the flying sword and stabbed at the two evil cultivators.

This sword doesn't seem to be fast, far less powerful than the first move, but it gives people a feeling that there is no way to avoid it.

The male evil cultivator pinched the trick with one arm, and another thunder fell from the sky, only to see the flying sword sacrificed by the Chilian real person suddenly turned into a pool of flesh and blood, opened the bloody mouth, and instantly wiped out the rolling thunder and clouds!

"Let's go!" Seeing that the situation was not good, the man quickly pulled the other female crown next to him, and the two turned around to escape.

However, Chi Lian Zhenren had been waiting for a long time, so how could he let the two of them get out easily?

"Definitely!"

Say what you say!

The two evil cultivators' bodies suddenly froze, and they fell straight to the ground in the next moment.

The flying sword, which turned into flesh and blood, galloped again, and this blow would definitely kill those two people!

At the critical moment, the male evil cultivator burst into a shout, his body suddenly expanded, and in the blink of an eye, he had turned into a giant ape with white hair and natural divine power.

The giant ape stretched out his arms and clamped down on the flesh flying sword, and shouted: "Run!" ”

"Run? Do you think you can run? "Half of the face of Chi Lian Zhenren is hideous and distorted.

The female cultivator with a broken leg knew that the general trend was gone, and her upper and lower jaws suddenly forced, biting off the tip of her tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, finally lifting the other party's immobilization method.

After resuming her actions, she pinched her hands and turned her body into a pool of blood mist, and in the blink of an eye, she escaped into the ground!

"Tsk." Chi Lian Zhenren smiled contemptuously, "Blood Escape Technique? I underestimated you. ”

The tentacles of his right arm grew wildly in the wind, and in a breath they had grown to about ten meters, and then, the tentacles stretched out towards the crowd, and in the blink of an eye, they rolled up seven or eight teenagers who were still in line.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The tentacles shrank suddenly, and the young man who was still alive just now, full of joy and waiting to ascend to the immortal, suddenly turned into a thick blood mist.

Chi Lian Zhenren opened his mouth and sucked it, and the blood mist entered his mouth like a whale swallowing.

After his body swelled to more than twice as much, he heard a "poof" sound, and a bloody arrow shot out!

Looking at the other side, the male evil cultivator who incarnated as a white ape was still invincible to the sword of flesh and blood after all, and even the human bones were swallowed cleanly.

After eating the people, the flying sword flew back to Chilian Zhenren on its own.

"Go on!"

Two belches sounded at the same time, and this terrifying, perverted righteous monk returned to the Ascending Immortal Pavilion!

"Immortal Wind Dao Bone! Fairy Wind Dao Bone! Wu'er, you have to practice hard, and you will definitely be able to be like Chilian in the future. ”

"It's so strong! I'm going to be like him! ”

"Between the gestures, the heart of killing is complete! Worthy of a monk! ”

Feng Ping looked at the scene in front of him in horror.

Just now, it was clear that seven teenagers had become Chi Lian's flesh and blood sacrifices, but why did these people turn a blind eye?

Even the parents of the dead teenagers did not show any sadness? Is it right to be killed by a monk?

At this moment, Feng Ping felt that his worldview had collapsed!

The education in his previous life made him understand that people should be human beings and that people have the right to be human beings!

But that scene just now completely subverted his imagination of this world, and even subverted the concept of immortal cultivators!

"If you cultivate immortals, you will be parasitized, and if you don't cultivate immortals, you will become fish and meat?"

At this moment, Feng Ping finally understood why his father of this body repeatedly warned him that if he was less than fifteen years old, it was strictly forbidden to spend the night in Fucheng!

Because, his father is a normal person!

A normal person who understands family affection and aesthetics!

Thinking of this, Feng Ping didn't dare to stay here, he endured the pain in his abdomen, stumbled through the crowd, and walked towards the west city gate.

Today is the day when this world bids farewell to the old and welcomes the new, and the people in the city set up stalls and watch plays, and they are thriving.

Feng Ping's ears kept coming from the bustling noise, but in his mind, he couldn't help but keep floating a terrifying picture of Chi Lian real people sucking blood mist!

His abdomen ached, but he walked quickly, and in less than a stick of incense, he had reached the city gate.

The city guard has not yet changed, and it is still Wang Cheng.

"Oh, isn't this a Feng boy? How? Unlucky, failed to draw qi into the body and awaken the spiritual root? ”

In the face of the other party's ridicule, the seal plane was expressionless.

At this time, a sea of qi had already formed in his dantian, but whether this immortal cultivated or not, he had not made up his mind!

"Get out, go back and burn charcoal honestly, remember to send some to your master tomorrow!" Wang Cheng took a sip, and finally let Feng Ping go.

"Just like a bear, you still want to cultivate immortals? Dream on you! ”

Behind him, the voice of the city guard Wang Cheng came again.

Feng Ping tightened his blood-stained leather jacket, still covering his abdomen with his hands, and walked in the direction of home.

Along the way, he never returned to the scenery and enthusiasm he had gone.

After experiencing the initial palpitations, Feng Ping gradually regained his composure.

Two lives as a human being, so that he will not be devastated if he does not experience these things!

"Thirty-eight thousand six hundred and forty-two? What does that mean? ”

Feng Ping began to recall the voice he had just heard in his soul.

"Could it be that my crossing was not accidental?"

"I'm here on a mission?"

"Task? What is the mission? ”

"What is a countermeasure system? And what is the will of the brood? ”

For a while, Feng Ping's mind was full of doubts.

In addition, before he fell unconscious, the sea of qi had been broken, but why did he wake up and form again.

Is there still a parasitic thing in that sea of qi?

Feng Ping thought about walking as he could, and before he knew it, he had returned to his residence.

The charred earth was shining in the warm winter sun, and it was the first time he felt that his little dilapidated house was so kind and warm.

Wait a minute!

Feng Ping bowed his head suddenly.

Footprints that clearly did not belong to him appeared in front of him.

If you look at the footprints, dark red blood stains are mixed with the blackened dirt, and you can't find it unless you look closely!

"Anyone?"

Feng Ping frowned.

Before today, he might have walked into his house with a big grin and asked if anyone needed some help.

After all, the people are simple......

But after today's events and seeing the orthodox immortal cultivators in other people's mouths, Feng Ping will no longer be naïve to think that this is an immortal cultivation world that talks about karma and karma!

He stopped about ten meters away from the bamboo hut, took a few deep breaths, and then made a detour to the back of the house, took the firewood knife, and hid it in a wide leather jacket.

When he came to the door, Feng straightened his clothes and gently pushed the door open......

Really!

Someone is lying on his bed at the moment!

"Is that her?!"