"Master Beiming, you pass on my Beiming Escape, and today I will return you a set of Tianpeng Nine Changes, which can be regarded as the love of you and my master and apprentice. ”

Chen Fusheng raised his head and escaped from the two Ten Realms Vajra Fetal Hidden Array, reversed the mana, and took advantage of the fact that the Kunpeng essence blood had not yet completely merged with his own bloodline, forced out a drop, and punched the newly obtained magic into it, and then sent out a feng shui Dao Gate mana to wrap it, and then shouted "up".

Seeing this drop of essence blood disappearing in the air, Chen Fusheng could no longer suppress the tragic murderous aura, and could only put his mind into the sea of knowledge, hoping to be able to barely restrain a few points and let this killing intent take over his body.

All he could do was to engrave a thought into his soul to ensure that this body would not rush into the Central Plains, lest it be subdued and eliminated by those who had attained the Dao.

Since Chen Fusheng was born, except for the childhood spent in Jiannan, he followed the Heavenly Desire Venerable to cultivate in the mountains, and then went all the way out of Sichuan Rujing to worship under the Nine Heavens Sword Sect.

After this body was infused with killing intent, it acted on instinct.

This technique is the heaviest killing, naturally close to those murderous places, and according to the familiarity in Chen Fusheng's divine soul, almost as soon as Chen Fusheng's divine thoughts sank into the sea of knowledge, this body chose the direction and stepped on the water to go north.

There, luck is raging, murderous spirits are in the sky, and hundreds of years of conquest and killing have passed.

In the land of Silla, the king of Silla, who had ruled Silla for 54 years, finally died, and the royal family was succeeded by his eldest daughter, becoming the first queen of Silla.

The throne of Baekje also changed its owner, and Fuyu Zhang was born as an illegitimate concubine, and he was taken away by virtue of his strong force, and became famous in the world as the king of martial arts.

And the queen he set up was precisely the younger sister of the queen of Silla.

However, despite this relationship, the relationship between Silla and Baekje has not been reconciled, and with the intervention of Goguryeo, Daqi, and even Fuso, conquests and killings have become more frequent.

The three places are bounded by water, and today on the bank of this water, the troops of the three places are gathered and are engaged in a fight, but suddenly an uninvited guest broke in.

Chen Fusheng came by stepping on the water, walking against the wind, with fluttering sleeves, like a fairy.

It's just that his eyes are confused and ignorant, he can't remember where he came from and where he went, and there is only one killing word imprinted in his heart, only knowing that he has traveled thousands of miles north, and he doesn't know how many living creatures have died in his hands, and the monstrous murderous aura on his body actually has a vivid and strange feeling.

Taking a deep breath of bloody gas, Chen Fusheng, who had no sorrow or joy, flew down, thousands of sword qi volleyed in the air and shrouded a radius of several miles, no matter which side of the general, it was just a simple swing, the sword broke into countless pieces, and the flesh and blood body was even more crushed by the majestic sword qi, and countless clouds of blood mist exploded, diffusing it.

You must know that Chen Fusheng is currently using the killing mana that has been pushed up to the Dancheng level by the wind and thousands of miles, even if the mana is differentiated, the power is greatly weakened, but each one also has the strength to sense heaven and earth, far from being able to resist these soldiers who have not even reached the fetal movement and enter the body, but only rely on a fairly rich blood qi to fight.

Among the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses on the three sides, only the Silla side had three or two hundred people who suddenly deflected and turned when the sword qi flew, or the blade ornaments on their bodies bloomed with a circle of Buddha light, and the two offset each other.

It is the most famous Hwarang of Silla.

Chen Fusheng's doppelganger has been in Silla for a long time, and he has led Hwarang to subdue countless evil ghosts that are entrenched and hurt people, coupled with Jindeman and the seal lord Meimuro, he has already put many means on the Hualang, one of which is to bless the magic power of Buddhism on the blade, in order to have the power to restrain ghosts.

If there are only one or two people, they don't realize anything, but when five or six percent of the ten are lost and are gone, these hundreds of people will be particularly conspicuous, and immediately there will be a flexible Hua Lang who threw down his weapon, sat down cross-legged, and just recited the Buddhist scriptures incessantly, outlining the voice and appearance of the master of extinction in his heart.

On the occasion of life and death, the thoughts are a hundred times stronger than usual, and the hundreds of people are willing to gather into one, and the sound of chanting is like thunder, resounding endlessly, and there is a hundred zhang Dharma phase with it, releasing countless Buddha lights to protect these people.

Seeing that it worked, Goguryeo and Baekje hurriedly did the same, and they were not strangers to Buddhism for a longer time than Silla had been introduced.

All of a sudden, on the battlefield, there were only bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and the sound of the soldiers fighting was not heard, like the pure land of Buddhism, and the flesh and blood all over the ground were put together, adding a strange color.

Chen Fusheng's eyes slowly became clear.

"So I've done so much of a killing these days?"

Closing his eyes and pondering for a moment, the memories of the past ten days were surging, Chen Fusheng looked at his hands, and he was also secretly a little frightened.

Since his cultivation, he has rarely killed people, and most of the fighting methods with others are to distinguish the victory and defeat point and stop at the moment, but the killings created during this time are not inferior to a big battle.

But thanks to this, he was able to wake up at this time and regain his clarity.

The reason why he is like this is all because of the killing intent left in the essence blood of Feng Wanli, this method of killing the hearts of the Dao has never been practiced by him, and it is not in line with his Dao heart, and he was suddenly rushed through his mind by the comprehension of this Dan Cheng level, and naturally suppressed his mind.

But along the way to the north, he killed countless people, every time he killed a living being, there was a wisp of murderous energy into himself, which was equivalent to replacing the old water with new water, replacing and diluting the murderous aura left by the wind, and finally because of the tens of thousands of soldiers reciting Buddhist scriptures, the heart and mind were blessed into the Dharma image with him as the prototype, so that he successfully awakened the oppressed self spirit, which can be said to be five or six points of luck.

The top priority at the moment is to solve this trouble, otherwise once these murderous qi are assimilated by the hearts of the people left by the wind, although they will not fall into the miserable situation of being ignorant and powerless again, they will not be able to suppress their state of mind from time to time, and they will easily find flaws when fighting the method.

On the one hand, he used his mana to stabilize his mind, and on the other hand, he blessed these soldiers with Buddha light through the two Ten Realms Vajra Fetal Tibetan Mandala Array, eliminating fatigue and healing injuries.

Qingsi bounced into the world, Chen Fusheng closed his eyes again, and began to summon the underworld connection in the sea of knowledge.

By the time Chen Fusheng opened his eyes again, the Baekje warrior king Fuyu Zhang had already appeared in front of him.

The eyes opened and closed, and there was a faint light, and it was obvious that this doppelganger was more spiritually abundant than it had been back then.

What surprised Chen Fusheng even more was that there was a faint condensation of colorful luck on the top of the head of this clone, faintly forming a dragon and tiger, and there was an inexplicable temperament that was heartbreaking.

The appearance of a king, the spirit of a king.

"This doppelganger is just sitting on the throne of a small country like Baekje with the help of someone else, and there is such a strange change, and the dragon qi of the Son of Heaven is indeed the most mysterious thing in the world. ”

Secretly praised twice, Chen Fusheng's subordinates did not stop, and as soon as the void of his left hand was pulled, countless slender red threads flew out of the clone, and quickly collected into eight in the air, and twisted into a colored rope with the green silk.

With a move of the right hand, a small puppet walked out of the center of the eyebrows and fell into the palm of the hand.

Feeling the cultivation of the Great Freedom Son of Heaven Method, which had already sensed the perfection, Chen Fusheng quietly carried out the practice route of the Great Freedom Son of Heaven Method, and combined with that absorbing force, but in a moment, the original cultivation in it was already trickling down, and the puppet that originally emitted fireflies and white light inevitably dimmed.

With a chuckle, Chen Fusheng once again instilled cultivation in it.

It's just that this time it's the hearts of the people who are in the wind that are killed.

This will to cultivate has long been integrated into his bloodline with the essence blood, and if it is abolished directly, it will also damage his own foundation, hindering his future cultivation, and it is the best choice to transfer to a puppet with the same bloodline.

"It's a pity that less than half of my cultivation has been transferred. ”

Chen Fusheng looked at the crack on the puppet in his palm, which was as thin as spider silk, and sighed secretly, after all, this puppet is not as good as other magic weapons, the essence is too weak, and it is thanks to the wonderful use of the royal qi on his body.