Zhou Buzhou was able to use the prototype of sword intent to slash off the god of Xia Geng's corpse, so that Xia Geng's corpse lost control of his body.

And the so-called slashing of the god is to cut off all the command signals transmitted by the brain to the body.

Including the signal of refusal to accept blood!

Then, passive changes......

It is no longer difficult for Xia Geng's corpse to be headless, and Xia Geng's corpse will not become a tricky existence if he has a head.

Because you can give Xia Geng's corpse a head that is cultivated to a low level, and then it can be easily killed!

The excitement in Zhou Buzhou's eyes was irrepressible.

He screamed in his heart.

In this way, from now on, wouldn't all the Xia Cultivators in the Xia Cultivator Corpse World be easily killed after being suppressed by me with the prototype of sword intent?

0%。

Zero?

Zhou Buzhou paused slightly.

What do you mean?

Shouldn't it be absolutely 100 percent?

It's weird.

Zhou Buzhou was silent, and then quickly grasped the crux of the problem.

At the same time, he asked silently with a slight surprise: "Could it be that there are conditions or restrictions for slaying the corpse of the god Xia Cultivator?" ”

If it weren't for the conditions or restrictions, according to the previous speculation, it should be able to destroy the Xia Cultivator World with one person and one sword!

The black smoke in front of him quickly dissipated and converged back into numbers.

100%。

Zhou Buzhou's face changed.

His eyes flashed slightly, and he hurriedly asked:

I can't slash the Xia Geng corpse beyond my cultivation level?

100%。

I can only slash the corpse of Xia Geng who is of the same level as me or lower than me?

100%。

Zhou Buzhou fell silent.

Wipe out the world of summer cultivators......

There is still a long way to go!

But there is still hope!

As long as he reaches the Sage Realm or even the Venerable Realm, he can wipe out the Xia Cultivator Corpse World with one person and one sword!

At that time, he could use the prototype of his sword intent to control all Xia Geng corpses with a lower life level than him, and then make all Xia Geng corpses a quasi-first-order cultivator's head......

You can kill all the summer cultivators like pigs!

No, it's easier than killing a pig!

After all, when the pig is killed, it will still resist.

And Xia Geng's corpse, which was controlled by the prototype of sword intent, could not resist!

Thinking of this, Zhou Buzhou's eyes flickered, and he wiped the blood in his hand on the navel of the other four Xia Geng corpses again.

Four puffs of red mist rose from the smooth necks of the four summer cultivators.

The four clouds of red mist shrank slightly in order.

The next moment, the four Xia Geng corpses all changed into Qian Lin's head.

But they still can't move!

Zhou Buzhou drew his sword.

Yang Zimei quickly stepped forward and pressed Zhou Buzhou's hand: "Old Zhou, there is a problem with killing this thing!" There is danger! ”

"Let me kill!"

Hearing this, Zhou Buzhou was slightly suspicious.

Yang Zimei said with a face full of obligation: "Old Zhou, you are the hope of our spiritual base, you can't have an accident!" ”

"When we killed those three Xia Geng corpses before, we felt that something was wrong, you must not take any risks!"

"If you want to take risks, it should be me Yang Zimei......"

As she spoke, the spear that Yang Zimei was holding tightly in her right hand had already poked at the head of a Xia Geng corpse, and it was about to be poked.

Zhou Buzhou was slightly stunned, if it was really a risk, he couldn't let others take risks for him!

As he said at the meeting of the Spirit Ministry Base Committee, it was enough for him to work hard alone!

Zhou Buzhou's face was serious.

Stretched out his right hand and directly pressed Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei's face was full of struggle, and she vigorously handed out the spear in her hand inch by inch.

Zhou Buzhou turned his head and looked at the more honest and calm Zhang Shan: "What's wrong?" ”

Zhang Shan opened his mouth and said, "After killing Xia Geng's corpse, we seem to have a feeling of getting stronger......

Hearing this, Zhou Buzhou's face darkened.

I thought you were really doing it for my good......

Outcome!

The right foot lifts, contracts, and pops out!

This set of actions can be described as smooth.

Coherent!

directly kicked Yang Zimei away.

Let's just say, why did this kid suddenly become righteous and awe-inspiring?

Yang Zimei rolled down into the yellow sand, raised her head and was speechless, staring at Zhang Shan suspiciously.

Zhang Shan raised his knife and looked at Yang Zimei defiantly.

Yang Zimei lowered her head with a dark face and slapped the sand on her body as if nothing happened.

Zhou Buzhou didn't hesitate, turned around, and directly stabbed the head of one of the Xia Geng corpses with a sword.

The head of the Xia Geng corpse exploded in an instant.

A pile of blood-red flesh fell, and when it hit the ground, it turned into a red mist and disappeared into the yellow sand!

Looking at this scene, everyone looked at Qian Lin, as if they wanted to confirm whether it was Qian Lin who was killed.

Qian Lin himself shrank his neck slightly.

It's still quite scary to watch your head explode somewhere else.

He couldn't help but touch his head.

It's still there.

OK!

On the other hand, Zhou Buzhou was shocked in his heart.

I really feel like I'm getting stronger!

Zhou Buzhou quickly closed his eyes and looked inward.

But whether it is the progress of cultivation, or the true qi, or the rudiments of sword intent, extreme will, etc., nothing has changed.

So, how did this feeling of getting stronger come about?

Is it a delusion?

The black smoke in front of the right eye dissipated and condensed.

0%。

If it's not an illusion, that is, I really got a little stronger after killing Xia Geng's corpse?

100%。

Looking at the figures condensed by the black smoke, Zhou Buzhou was silent.

He had some guesses in his heart, but he still needed to verify them.

Zhou Buzhou raised his sword again and pierced the head of a Xia Geng's corpse again.

Everyone's eyes jumped slightly, and they always felt that the president had no psychological pressure to kill Qian Lin......

Qian Lin shrunk his neck again.

Zhou Buzhou froze in place.

He seemed to have caught something......

Zhou Buzhou groaned.

He felt that the sword that killed the second Xia Geng corpse seemed to be more powerful than the sword that killed the first Xia Geng corpse.

But he clearly used the same force.

But not necessarily.

After all, the force was too microsecond, and he didn't quite know if there was really no difference.

After all, his control over his body had not yet reached the point where he could see fire from the slightest point of view, and he could not guarantee that the power of each of his swords would be exactly the same.

Thinking,

Zhou Buzhou stabbed a sword again.

Yang Zimei grinned, but didn't say much.

He could see that Zhou Buzhou seemed to be verifying something.

The rest of the people also saw it, and they all watched in silence.

Qian Lin still couldn't look directly at the picture of his head being blown up elsewhere.

Zhou Buzhou thought deeply, confirmed the force of the sword in his hand, and tried to lower the pressure as much as possible, trying to control the accuracy of the force, so as not to cause too many fluctuations.

Then, he lightly handed out a sword at the yellow sand in front of him.

Zhan Lu's sword sank into the yellow sand by about a foot.

Zhou Buzhou drew his sword and stabbed a sword at the yellow sand in front of him again, still controlling the same force as before.

Zhan Lujian still didn't enter the yellow sand by about a foot.

Another sword.

It's still not a foot or so.

Piercing three swords in a row, he confirmed his control of the force, and he was also familiar with the size and fluctuation of this strength.

Then, Zhou Buzhou's fourth sword was handed out lightly, and he didn't stab the yellow sand again, but stabbed straight into the head of the third Xia Geng corpse.

Bang bang.

The blood-red flesh fell to the ground, turned into a red mist, sank into the yellow sand, and disappeared cleanly.

With the death of this Xia Geng's corpse, Zhou Buzhou felt a subtle sense of strengthening.