Chapter 117: With the four Eight Wonder Skills in hand, it is not difficult to become an emperor!

"That's not right! Still not right! ”

Now Su Ming's eyes are full of strange looks, his clothes have long been soaked with blood, and a heart in his palm is obviously full of holes, but because he has been nourished by his incense, it still maintains a slight beat, but it only continues to jump a few times, and there is no longer a little fluctuation.

And the ghost man's eyes had long been blank, hollow as if they were desert, Su Ming casually crushed the head of the corpse, and the red and white splashed out.

Yuan Zhen himself has the function of strengthening the body, and now his body is no longer comparable to ordinary people, coupled with the strength of qi and blood, it can be said that his current strength alone is enough to dominate the world under one person, even if he is not a little weaker than the red dragon, just like he is now crushing the head of the ghost man as easily as crushing tofu, and he doesn't even have half a change in his expression, just busy looking for the next corpse.

However, there are mountains of corpses and blood, stumps and bones all over the ground, but there is no living ghost to be found.

There was a trace of loss in the strangeness in his eyes, but it was only a short moment, and the already fast Yuan Zhen was running wildly, even making Su Ming's body make a slight whistling sound, and finally Su Ming's gaze regained clarity.

The slaughter of the entire two ghost mountains made him fall into that terrifying state again and again, he thought that the two ghost mountains were enough to make his Tianwen Soul Refining reach the level of a catastrophe, but he still looked down on these ghost people.

After all, it's just a simple physical strength, and if the chakra vitality is naturally not low, it is extremely smooth in the first hundred ways to die, but it becomes more and more difficult in the back, and finally gets stuck in the middle of the time.

The incense and their own life force only kept their bodies active, but it was difficult for their spirits to bear such terrible pain

"Monk."

Su Ming muttered to himself, and naturally focused his attention on the monks of the alien world, they have cultivated their minds since childhood, but whoever can achieve something on this path will not be weak in spirit, it can be said that it is his excellent resource, but

Can you do it?

He didn't know.

He can do it without a little burden by slaughtering ghosts, after all, he has seen too many scenes of ghosts killing humans, and even the blood prison not far away is even more terrifying than the place where he is standing now, but for monks who are also humans.

'It's still a person after all'

Su Ming's heart dimmed, he could kill, but only for those who wanted to kill him, and he felt that he would not have a little psychological burden to kill those people, but if he wanted to complete the remaining more than two hundred cruel deaths, it would be too difficult.

"Yes!" Su Ming's sudden exclamation, the joy in his eyes overflowed uncontrollably.

"Buddha!"

He almost forgot that these eight ghost mountains were established to provide evil energy to the Buddha's great array, so that they could use it to sharpen the Buddha's heart!

Thinking of this, Su Ming suddenly had new expectations, perhaps, it was time for Luo Tian to go to this world to promote Buddhism

But the most important thing at present is the chaos of Luo Tian Dajiao.

"How long has it been?"

Hearing his voice, Leon, who was covered in blood, sat up again from the pool of blood, he was always like this, he would not be absent from any battle of Su Ming, even if he couldn't kill him this time, he would have to wander in the blood of ghosts.

Su Ming had already noticed it when the monk from above appeared before.

Leon, perhaps not the same species as him and these humans and black dragons, is the Buddha who is high above.

However, Leon also seemed to know this, but after knowing that he was only more crazy when he was killing, he was more respectful to Su Ming, and he was better for civilians.

Just like now, Su Ming's just a fluttering sentence made him feel like he was treating a holy decree, and he took out the mobile phone that Su Ming gave him to carefully confirm before he spoke.

"Back to the Lord, six hours."

Because of the double speed of time, Su Ming asked him to time every time he entered.

Twice the speed of time, and only about three hours have passed in the real world.

"No hurry." Su Ming groaned and directly summoned all the incense, condensing a golden bead the size of a soybean in his palm.

The amount of the first Buddha needle is enough!

He has already studied the so-called Buddha needle method, at least it is not difficult for him to condense a needle, and the condensation of the golden needle is to roll the power of qi and blood in the body from the limbs and bones, and then cooperate with the power of incense to impact the essence.

The physical body is the root of spiritual practice, and the human body has unlimited potential, which everyone knows, and it also applies in this Dharma, and the impact of the essence is also a way to open up the treasures of the human body.

The essence is located three inches below the umbilicus, and the essence that overflows after being pryed by the power of incense is also the reason for the surge in the monk's strength, but the first two needles are just a simple increase in the body, and the third needle has the effect of supernatural powers.

But after all, it was still early, not to mention whether Su Ming's qualifications were enough, just the amount of incense needed was massive, and now he was not even qualified to look at it.

He didn't know how strong Su Ming's qualifications were, but the condensation of this needle was basically completed without much effort on him.

Under the world alone, time is pulled back to three hours ago.

Wang Ai's palm, which slashed down angrily, was successfully blocked by six big coins on the top of Wang Ye's head.

Although Wang He is his great-grandson and the cornerstone of the Wang family, now that he has been killed directly for no reason, he doesn't even want to ask the reason, he just wants to slap this evil animal to death with one palm

Of course, this is just what others think of him.

The real he is not without brains, he has lived for more than a hundred years, he has experienced the pursuit of Jia Shen, the competition of the Eight Wonder Skills, and the open and secret battles of several great families for decades, he has long been accustomed to accepting all accidents, finding the best solution in the storm, and intercepting all benefits for the Wang family.

Anger is on the face, calm but in the heart.

The current king is no longer a simple fuse, since the powder keg has been detonated, what should be considered is how to make the Wang family, which has been cut off by the divine painting technique, have the foundation of survival in the future!

How could he not see the horror of Wang Ye, at this age, to fight such a shocking battle, and the extremely terrifying spells even made him a little moved, plus Chen Jinkui's mouthful of a master, plus the identity of this kid Wudang.

The answer is already on the horizon!

Strange Gate after the wind!

With the development of science and technology and the growth of the company, as long as there is a little wind and grass, the company has already strangled it in the cradle, so the number of high-quality spirits is not available at all, that is, Wang He asked before why he didn't go to the northeast immortal gathering place to grab the spirit.

But this wind queen Qimen is different, this is simply an incredible magic skill!

As soon as the formation is opened, it is basically equivalent to invincibility, if there is a chance to let the Wang family add the long-range burst of Tongtian Gong in the future, plus the life-saving of the Qi body source

Everyone thinks that this is the end of the Wang family, but the great-grandson will have another one, although there is no bloodline of Shen Tu, but if the four eight wonder skills are in hand, the Wang family.

It's not hard to be an emperor!

(End of chapter)