Chapter 144: The wind and clouds are torn down, and it is extremely enjoyable

Break the delusional sword, and be willing to cut all the delusions in the world.

At this moment, Zhang Tian seemed to be a collection of rich delusions in Song Ciwan's eyes. The blade swept through the gap between the present world and the other, like an antelope hanging its horns, and a white horse passing through the gap.

"Ahh

Zhang Tian only had time to shout, and even this exclamation seemed to be only halfway out, and the whole person suddenly stood in place, without sound or other movements.

Syllable!

The soft whip in his hand fell to the ground.

Looking at the rivers and mountains, someone was pointing at Song Ciwan: "This person is in another world, but he wants to wave a knife at people in this world, is he dizzy?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the last word "up" just overlapped with the sound of Zhang Tian's soft whip falling.

The person who pointed out suddenly looked stunned, and everyone next to him was silent.

After a while, Zhang Tian still stood still, as if he had become a wooden stake.

Under the light curtain, I saw that the black-clothed swordsman had collected the knife.

"He" continued to pinch the trick with his other hand, and the Ganlin curse continued.

Looking at the top of the mountain, someone coughed lightly and said: "This swordsman seems to be a martial artist, but his hand is really superb." Which family is the son, who can not only have not weak martial arts, but also have a hand of medical magic, this person has some secrets on his body. ”

The next moment, I heard Zhong Qing, the elder of the Seven Star Gate, shouting angrily: "Bastard, so daring!" ”

I saw that in the light curtain, the black-clothed swordsman cast the Ganlin Spell with one hand, and the other hand was on the ground, and those fragments, dead and injured black insects suddenly jumped up one after another.

The insects vibrated their wings, and the hula flew down to Zhang Tian.

Zhang Tian still didn't move, he really became a "wooden man", not moving, not saying anything.

The black worm covered his body and gnawed at his flesh, and he didn't react at anything.

He didn't seem to be dead, but his soul, his mind, was dead.

The sword of delusion is never the physical body, but the spiritual will, and the delusion of the human heart!

The stronger Zhang Tian's delusions, the more simply his spirit "died".

He was "dead", and his skin became an empty shell, gnawed by the black worms, but in the blink of an eye, the skin was eaten and dried by the worms, and became a dry bone.

The scales collected a ball of dead air: [Dead air, the death of a martial artist in the congenital second turn opening realm, one catty and two taels, can be sold. 】

With a bang, the dry bones were shattered and fell to the ground.

Black insect colonies get this food and multiply quickly.

Song Ciwan's fingers moved, and countless black insects fluttered their wings and flew up, like clouds after clouds swept through the sky, flying towards the others who were still fighting with the martial artists of the Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall-

Most of the warriors who followed Zhang Tian were completely unable to react, they were entangled by the martial artists, and they didn't even have time to notice Zhang Tian's death.

Then, in the next moment, a warrior suddenly exclaimed in a sad voice: "Ah! ”

Black insects flew in, like a whirlwind of clouds.

In the distance, fireworks to welcome the New Year are occasionally lifted into the sky, and the brilliant fireworks on earth and the stars in the sky reflect each other.

In an instant, the fireworks dissipated again.

In the Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall, the victorious martial artists looked at the opponent in front of them who were empty and only had clothes left, and they didn't know whether to be surprised or frightened for a while.

Niu Lao Liu also stayed there.

Clouds of dead and invisible qi continued to rise into the air, most of which were caused by the late Song Dynasty, and the scales automatically emerged to collect all these qi.

There are also some qi that have no obvious causal relationship with Song Ciwan, and the scales cannot be collected directly, so Song Ciwan raised his hand to capture it.

The Gan Lin curse stopped, the two girls were back to back, the snake's tail swayed slightly, and a slightly puzzled expression appeared on their beautiful faces at the same time, as if they were still three points coquettish.

They couldn't speak, they didn't have eyes, and they couldn't even make any obvious big expressions on their faces.

But this kind of coquettishness is still conveyed, and Song Ciwan can even feel their comfort and comfort at this moment.

The Grace Spell soothed all the pain in their bodies, and although they could never return to their former appearance, neither girl seemed to care.

They have endured so much suffering in this world that as long as a little sweetness can make them feel extremely ironing and joy.

The army of black worms completed their task, and retreated like a tide, and as soon as Song Ciwan's five poison jars were opened, these worms were taken back into the jar.

The weight of the Five Poison Jar in Song Ciwan's hand became heavier and heavier, and when all the black worms were returned, Song Ciwan even gave birth to an illusion that the weight of the Five Poison Jar was something she couldn't grasp with one hand.

Perhaps, this is not a delusion.

The level of the Five Poison Jars is limited, and after many reproduction and evolution, these black worms have already exceeded the limit that the Five Poison Jars can bear!

Song Ciwan directly incorporated the Five Poison Jar into his Canghai Cave Heaven, and borrowed the power of the Cave Heaven to suppress the insects in the jar.

With this done, she wandered around and observed the scene around her.

It was at this moment that I saw the two girls who were still looking comfortable and had a delicate face, and their expressions suddenly changed.

Their faces showed a hollow, unspeakable pain.

The starry sky is still the same starry sky, and the fireworks in the distance are still blooming from time to time, and the pain on the faces of the two girls is like a torn shadow puppet, tearing off the curtain and suddenly staging.

Looking at the rivers and mountains, Zhong Qing was so out of shape because of Zhang Tian's death that he stood up, he originally refused to admit that Zhang Tian was a disciple of the Seven Star Sect, but when Zhang Tian was directly killed by terrifying means in front of everyone, his anger was no longer hidden.

Seeing the pain on the faces of the two girls, Zhong Qing suddenly sneered: "The bottle is broken, and the person is dead, should this stupid thing just talk?" If you say you will die, you will definitely die. ”

On the martial arts field, Song Ciwan also thought of this.

The curse of the broken bottle is not so easy to break, and even though the treatment of the Ganlin curse alone can heal their injuries, it obviously can't save their lives.

Seeing that cracks like broken porcelain suddenly began to grow on the smooth skin of the two girls, Song Ciwan rushed to the two of them with an arrow.

The people on the martial arts arena couldn't see Song Ciwan's existence, but looking at the rivers and mountains, the monks frowned: "This person still hasn't given up?" ”

In the midst of the lightning and flint, he saw that the black-clothed swordsman in the light curtain suddenly turned his hand, and held out a few small yuan beads in his palm.

Someone said incredulously: "Yuan Shouzhu! Is he going to ......?"

On the martial arts field, Song Ciwan did not hesitate at all, and directly used the qi control technique, and fed the two Yuan Shou Beads to the two girls with a flick of his fingers.

Yuan Shouzhu melted in his mouth, and after falling into the abdomen of the two, the empty eyes of the two suddenly widened together.

The pain in them is gone!

The cracks on those skins have also stopped spreading, and the Gan Lin curse can only heal injuries, not save lives, but Yuan Shouzhu is a real life-saving wonder!

One Yuan Shou Zhu is equal to one year of life, Song Ciwan fed each of them one and didn't stop, and she popped out the Yuan Shou Zhu one after another.

Whoosh! Yuan Shouzhu fell directly into the mouths of the two girls, and the monks who looked at the rivers and mountains were simply heartbroken: "Violent destruction of heavenly things!" Tyrannical Creatures! This man, this man is so wasteful! It's hateful, it's really hateful......"

It wasn't until the two girls were fed five Yuanshou Beads each, consuming a total of ten Yuanshou Beads, that Song Ciwan stopped thinking about it.

She stopped, of course, not because she heard the scolding of the monks on Wangjiang Mountain, but because her spiritual sense sensed that the two girls' tolerance for Yuan Shouzhu had reached the limit.

The body of a mortal can't withstand too many such strange things.

Extending their lives by five years is already the ultimate that Yuan Shouzhu can do.

Song Ciwan stopped, but saw two extremely rich, golden qi flashing slightly in the pure white, rising from the top of the heads of the two girls.

The scales appeared, and they collected these two masses of qi by themselves: [Chunhua Dew, the world's extremely bitter, sincere, and desperate beliefs, five catties and six taels, can be sold. 】

[Chunhua dew, the world's extremely bitter, sincere, and desperate faith, five catties and six taels of one penny, can be sold. 】

……

The qi is dew, weighing more than five catties!