"Do you think I'm going to behead?" Wei Zhongling asked softly, the blade slashing at the corpse Buddha's chest.

The huge upper body of the corpse Buddha was quickly split in half, and the anger on the angry face became more and more serious, but there was some horror on the face of the unhappy and sad face.

Before he could grow up, he began to run wildly, to the nearest woman, who looked back at the child in her arms, and almost fainted with fright, and stopped.

Wei Zhongling shouted angrily, and the knife in his hand was about to dance into a lotus flower, and quickly stuck to the back of the corpse Buddha. Joy Buddha took the bowl, holding the bowl with both hands to resist the blades from every direction, and the crackling sound was endless.

The corpse Buddha's own martial arts cultivation is not low, for a while, it was difficult for Wei Zhongling to break through the corpse Buddha's defense, and the side of the corpse Buddha had already touched the woman, his hands gently patted the woman's shoulder, and the whole person bumped into the child without stopping, and the woman's body was thrown towards Wei Zhongling.

And the child had been swallowed up by the corpse Buddha under his skin, and he didn't even miss the slightest blood.

Wei Zhongling was in a dilemma, if he wanted to cut off the woman, he could still stick it on the back of the corpse Buddha, and the corpse Buddha could hardly swallow it with all his strength. But the corpse Buddha had a vicious mind, and the woman did not die, but broke her arms.

If she treats herself, she will definitely not die, but she will let go of the Corpse Buddha, and with the recovery speed of the Corpse Buddha, dozens of breaths may return to her heyday, and it is difficult for her to cut out seven more knives now.

Wei Zhongling looked at the people in the distance, gritted his teeth, and slapped out an endless aura infused into the woman's body with one hand, and suddenly turned around and drew a circle and tightly attached it behind the corpse Buddha.

The woman took this breath of aura, if she could hold it and even regenerate her arms, if she really couldn't grasp it, she would not die for at least a while, and there was still some chance.

After this delay, Wei Zhongling soon left a lot of corpse Buddhas, and when he followed up again, the corpse Buddhas had already devoured three human bodies, and his skin had almost returned to its original appearance.

"Do you think it's appropriate to give up so much for the sake of someone who can barely survive?

The corpse Buddha said happily, there seemed to be some bewitching taste in his voice, which made Wei Zhongling feel that his footsteps had slowly stopped, but it was a pity that he was provoked by Yang Mingye's fire talisman seal, and the whole person got rid of the influence of the corpse Buddha.

"I care so much about you, as long as I kill you, no one will be harmed. Wei Zhongling stared at an opportunity, and the long knife slashed up, almost knocking off the corpse Buddha's bowl.

The Corpse Buddha smiled, continued to run forward, and quickly spoke again: "For the sake of a corpse of mine, I actually did this. ”

A round ball flew over and flew directly into the jade net bottle of the corpse Buddha, and the corpse Buddha sighed and drank the extra purple liquid in the jade net bottle directly.

Then he turned around and punched, his fist was as calm as a mountain and a river, and a punch smashed on Wei Zhongling's wisdom blade, directly smashing Wei Zhongling to the ground and flying out a lot, and then burrowed into the mountain.

The corpse Buddha stood still, chanting the Buddha's name on one end and shouting filthy words on the other, but the Buddha's head with a unhappy and sad expression suddenly smiled.

Then the golden light was revealed from the rune on the corpse Buddha's body, and quickly filled the entire valley, and the crowd that was originally running suddenly became numb, and then they knelt down one after another, looking at where the corpse Buddha was.

The bowl melted directly, the vajra turned into golden light and was devoured by anger, and the jade bottle shattered, which also seemed to represent a kind of imprisonment that limited the corpse Buddha, making him instantly more powerful.

"Amitabha Buddha......" the corpse Buddha smiled, and the eyes of all those who heard this sentence quickly turned red, and a mouthful of fangs grew, as if they were about to turn into ghosts in myths and legends.

When Wei Zhongling stood up from the mountain again, the entire valley had become a place of monsters, and a monster like a spider pounced on her, and was slashed by her hand, and her entire body turned into blood and spilled all over the ground.

"These are the things that you, the Buddha, are going to do?!" Wei Zhongling's tone was not good, and his eyes were full of anger.

What kind of Buddha will turn people into demons and monsters? Is such a Buddha country still a Buddha country?

"Amitabha, female benefactor, why don't you also enter my Buddha door?" the corpse Buddha smiled and stretched out a hand as an invitation.

Wei Zhongling stopped talking, and raised his hand to be three knives, but he didn't expect that all three knives were caught by the corpse Buddha, and the corpse Buddha didn't seem to be moved, as if such an attack had already been insignificant.

"Today, I will behead you on behalf of Shanxin!" Wei Zhongling's eyes were red, it was the first time he saw so many people in front of him, and he turned into a monster.

Even if it is a dead person, Wei Zhongling has seen a lot, but how can it be the same as dying and becoming a monster?

In this way, the corpse Buddha deprived those who had lived a peaceful life of their fate, and Wei Zhongling's heart completely fell into anger, and he quickly slashed out two more knives in his hand.

The corpse Buddha took the next knife and pushed it away, and a deep wound was cut in the palm of his hand, and golden blood flowed out of it, quickly floating in the air, and the Buddha nature in the air of the entire valley seemed to be a little thicker.

Sixth Knife, Seventh Knife!

Wei Zhongling's tiger mouth had already cracked, and almost all the aura in his body had been drained, and the seventh knife had only cut off the small half of the corpse Buddha's wrist, and it was quickly recovered.

"It's the turn of the poor monk. The corpse Buddha smiled, punched Wei Zhongling in the face, detained Wei Zhongling with one hand, and the six arms almost hit like a ramming machine, countless fists smashed on Wei Zhongling's body, and I don't know how many punches he had, only then did he punch Wei Zhongling's forehead hard, knocking Wei Zhongling to the ground.

"Donor, the poor monk will cross your western bliss. ”

At this time, Wei Zhongling was covered with cracks, and his body was almost shattered, but he raised his head and stubbornly looked at the corpse Buddha, and snorted coldly.

"Go by yourself!"

A bead slowly floated up, the red point was aimed at the corpse Buddha, Wei Zhongling's wisdom end blade quickly clicked on the bead, and an incomparably sharp sword qi ejected from the bead and slashed towards the corpse Buddha's body.

A sword qi seemed to be able to see a piece of chaos, as if the heaven and earth that had no distinction between yin and yang, up and down, were cut open by this sword, and everything in the heaven and earth seemed weak in front of it.

The most lethal power in the world, Yang Ming's Heaven Opening Sword Qi.

The sword qi fluttered on the corpse Buddha's body like this, directly stirring up a body of golden blood, and the corpse Buddha had not yet touched the sword qi, and the whole person seemed to be broken.

The corpse Buddha's face was a little frightened, and his four arms pressed down, and the rest of his hands tried to tear through the space to escape.

The Heaven Opening Sword Qi was extremely sharp, and the arm pressed on it slowly spread out almost like a cracking oil block, revealing the flesh and blood in the middle, and quickly turned into nothingness.

A sword qi almost took half of the life of the corpse Buddha.

It's just that half of the life is not all after all, and the corpse Buddha soon grew four more arms, but the golden light dimmed a little.

"Amitabha, the female benefactor, the poor monk ......"

The corpse Buddha was stunned for a moment, remembering that only Wei Zhongling was lying on the ground alone just now, but now there was a man in black holding her.

"What can you do? You dare to make a move with this strength? It's really ignorant and fearless, this corpse can be regarded as a martial god. Yang Ming scolded softly, and Cao Qingyang on the side directly tore through the river of time and made Wei Zhongling recover from his injuries.

Wei Zhongling was a little aggrieved and said, "The martial god can beat me casually?"

"Not really, the true God will kill you. Yang Ming laughed, and when he raised his head, he was already angry.

Red flames with lotus patterns swept up, and the flames turned into armor, and the rocks on the side melted, turning into a red blade.

"Let's go and watch. Yang Ming's voice was as ruthless as a god's mansion, but it was still very soft.

Wei Zhongling nodded, consciously took the Ming Wang Mirror and hid in, and then watched from the side.

"Corpse Buddha? or should I call you Buddha?" Yang Ming stood up, and the Blood Drinking Sword automatically drilled into the Blood Red Fire Sword.

"The poor monk is the ancestor of all Buddhas......"

"Lots of words!"

Yang Ming's figure quickly flashed behind the corpse Buddha, and he pressed down with a slap and pressed on one of the heads of the corpse Buddha, directly crushing a head.

The corpse Buddha looked surprised, and the six fists hit together, but they were picked up by Yang Ming's flying fist shadow.

"Eat me with a sword!" Yang Ming raised a lot, then clenched the long sword with both hands and slashed down, and a sword almost cut through the space.

The corpse Buddha's six arms overlapped, blocking a sword, but wounding three arms.

"Overloaded!" Yang Ming muttered a spell in his mouth, and the corpse Buddha's ankle suddenly became heavy, and then a head was cut off by a sword.

The corpse Buddha was in pain, looked frightened, and hurriedly ran away.

The person in front of him, who was almost a martial god, turned out to be a Qi refiner who was about to become an immortal, and his spell caught the corpse Buddha off guard.

"Three thousand six hundred punches, how much should I pay you back?" Yang Ming smiled lightly, and directly launched the reincarnation desperate realm, and many dead souls pounced on him and grabbed the body of the corpse Buddha.

"Ahh

A full 36,000 punches, shot in less than eighty seconds, the last punch knocked the corpse Buddha out of the reincarnation desperate situation, and the corpse Buddha flew out a lot, and had already turned into a human appearance.

Yang Ming beat him with a golden body, scattered almost half of his cultivation, and killed half of his life.

At this time, the corpse Buddha is about the strength of a martial artist who has just entered the virtual realm.

"Brother Yang, I really didn't expect you to be so powerful now. Cao Qingyang raised his head, looked at Yang Ming who emitted golden light in mid-air, and gave a thumbs up.

Even if he is a genius like Cao Qingyang, there is still a lot of distance from the realm of the Martial God, but he didn't expect that Yang Ming would have been able to kill the corpse Buddha of this half-martial god.

"you, where can I compare to a martial god?" Yang Ming smiled bitterly and fell to the ground.

At this time, Yang Ming's face was pale, and his hands were trembling, and it seemed that he had done a lot of damage to himself just now.

It's just a skill that has just been learned, a huge increase brought by Ragnarok, but as a top-level skill, I'm afraid this skill won't have any room for improvement in the future.

For Yang Ming today, that is, about three minutes of the Martial God Realm, it is already a great gain, but after that period of free recovery, the damage brought by the skill to him is also not small.

"I really didn't expect that the two of you would be able to get rid of the corpse Buddha. The supervisor came to the two of them at some point and exclaimed.

Yang Ming and Cao Qingyang didn't speak, they just looked at Jian Zheng.

"I originally thought that I would have to take action myself to solve this evil obstacle, but you can do it, at least the old man can be more comfortable before I die. The supervisor smiled, and the whole person began to slowly become transparent.

Cao Qingyang was shocked, and Yang Ming also frowned, "What's going on with the prison?"

"Master!"

Jian Zheng rubbed Cao Qingyang's head, "I was born with luck, and luck was eaten by this corpse Buddha, and there was nothing left, so I naturally lived with him." ”

"It's okay Xiao Qingyang, from now on, how you want to live, no one can let you change your own way of living. ”

"The teacher is gone. ”

Cao Qingyang was just about to raise his head, only to see a gust of wind, and the prison had disappeared.

There is no longer an old prison in the world.

Yang Ming stood aside and waited for a long time, then walked in front of the corpse Buddha.

The corpse Buddha was like a somewhat perverted middle-aged man at this time, with a perverted smile on his face, but with a fear that could not be concealed.

Fear the two people in front of him who can kill him at will.

"The prison is gone like this......" Cao Qingyang still looked confused, and then looked at his hands.

Even if you live for a long time, all the people you care about are gone, so what's the point?

Teachers are always like that, they don't listen to people.

On the top floor of Qin Tianjian, a wine jug was placed on the table, next to it was a bowl, and the breeze blew, and there seemed to be a man sitting next to the jug, smiling happily.

"Jianxing, do you know? This kid of this generation is really capable......

And the bowl seemed to be listening quietly.