It's hateful, the slave is hard to get rid of, his head is buzzing, and he can't hear anything in his ears, obviously because he was deaf by Li Xu.

There was a sharp pain in his left eye, and a steel needle was inserted into the lens of his left eye, straight into his brain. The right eye was covered by blood gushing from the wound, and the vision was blurred.

The slave squatted on the ground, he felt a chill spread from the void into his body, every breath was a heavy burden, and there was no place in his body that did not feel pain and exhaustion.

An irresistible tiredness rose in his heart, and he couldn't lift his spirits, and he just wanted to fall asleep.

The Demon Slaying Venerable understood that it was finally his turn to die.

Twenty years ago, he was just a herdsman, herding cattle for the leaders of the tribe, with only a little milk residue and wild vegetables after daily toil.

From the outset, fate seemed to have determined that he would herd cattle and sheep for the chief, just like his fathers and ancestors, and wait until one day he contracted a bad disease and was buried in the grassy ground.

Until the slave met the man who changed his life.

At that moment a bloodied pale traveler fell on the meadow where he was grazing, and the slave remembered that the traveler seemed to have just escaped from a catastrophe. It was as if he had received a revelation from Mani. Nu Nan carried the fainting guest to his tent, and then gave his food to the uninvited stranger.

Then the guest woke up and regained his health, and from that moment on, there was a flash of green in the guest's eyes from time to time.

Only then did he know that the man he saved was Balutosa, the heir to Mani's destiny.

From that day on, he was no longer a shepherd slave, and although he could not even read the Uighur script and could not remember many Manichaean scriptures, he still became Mani's priest, and he was on a par with the elder of the sect, because he was a true confidant of the Manichaean Sect.

Martial arts, power, wealth, women, slaves have changed from a weed-like shepherd slave to a cloud over the grassland.

However, today, this cloud was finally blown away by Bai Yujing's strong wind.

A deep feeling of powerlessness crept down his spine, and he was reminded of one night many years ago, when the drunken mare's milk leader broke into the tent and held down his grandmother, who was still charming, and who was also his mother.

That night, he and his father counted the stars outside the tent for a night, and for the first time, he realized that there were so many stars in the sky.

The familiar feeling of powerlessness welled up in my heart, and this time I couldn't get rid of it, and I wouldn't let the same thing happen again.

"Where I used to be, I incarnated as Shakya, saved the six realms, got out of hell, and was reborn in bliss. ”

"Where I used to be, I incarnated as Ersa, bearing the sins of the world, and ascending to heaven together. ”

"Now where I am, this body Mani, the third generation, the end of the calamity has come, let go of the light. ”

The mantras were not written in any of the Manichaean scriptures, nor were they spoken in the language of any known people. Rather, Balutosa was born in a mysterious cavern, and once these incantations were uttered, the person who recited the incantations would surely die, but before he died, he would gain great power.

Slaves are not afraid of death, from shepherd slaves to gods, he has tasted all kinds of tastes in the world, even if he dies immediately, he has no regrets.

He hated dying so humiliatingly and failing the trust of Balutosa.

Neither captured Miyagi nor captured the emperor, but was killed by a "eunuch" in the lair of the Demon Son and Demon Sun in almost humiliation.

After the last incantation was recited, the slave could finally stand up.

The Demon Slaying Venerable was bathed in a mysterious red, and even his hair seemed to be dyed a layer of crimson.

"Wu Kengyin!" the Demon Slaying Venerable roared at the enemy's name, roared, and stood up from the ground.

Li Xu listened to the strange and incomprehensible language recited by the slave, and the strange and noisy tone was almost impossible for human vocal cords to make. The Uighur Assassin's body swelled out in defiance of the laws of physics, and the size of the Uighur Assassin was nearly half as large.

Li Xu began to wonder if there was any reason in this world, and in his senses, the content of all the ripples contained in the information was diametrically opposed. All the organs and muscles that were hard to get rid of died as he recited the inexplicable language. However, he continued to walk in the moment in a different way.

A dying fluctuation speaks of an inextricable death, while another ferocious fluctuation indicates that the danger of the Demon Suppressor is even greater.

At this moment, the ripples emitted by the slave told Li Xu that the current Uighur Assassin was not a reckless man who posed no threat to him, but a powerful man whose existence was indescribable.

"Die!" The slave's inextricable figure moved, and the huge fist battering ram went straight to the middle palace, rushing towards Li Xu's chest, its momentum was fierce and vicious, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

Li Xu couldn't move.

A cold will crept in, locking him up and down, eating away at his will like maggots on tarsal bones, making it difficult for him to mobilize his body like a nightmare.

With the help of this incantation, the martial arts realm that is difficult to get rid of has risen to a whole level and reached the extreme realm in the Mobei martial arts.

A man is about to die, and his heart is fierce.

The "will" condensed by the slave is the result of his unwillingness, anger and obsession to kill Li Xu before his death.

The cold death and absolute chaos are the intentions condensed at this moment.

Although it was only a moment of power brought by the so-called "incantation", Nu Nan was already comparable to the Seven Sects at this time.

The slave is feeling this power.

Without eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, colorless sound, fragrance, and touch, the slave at this moment has been detached from the human senses, and he has a unique vision like Manichaean Balutosa.

Everything in heaven and earth is nothingness in his eyes, and all kinds of creatures such as flowers, birds, fish, and insects are like dust. Only human beings are the scenery that he sees in his eyes.

Within a radius of five hundred meters, the slave could clearly identify the Jinwu Guards who were approaching, and their bodies exuded a red glow, which was the color of war and soldiers. The slave could still see that the purple glow on his body was dissipating, replaced by a mass of nothingness.

Is this the color of fate?

It was only at this moment that the slave finally understood that "Wu Kengyin" was the emperor he was looking for.

Because the purple-gold light on the man who saw that he was about to be killed was as dazzling as the sun.

You may be the king of heaven's destiny, but now you will be reduced to dust under this iron fist.

The Demon Slaying Venerable's fist slammed down.

Li Xu was watching.

If someone told him that a single glance at him could immobilize a person, he would never believe it.

Because Li Xu knows that the human body's locomotor system is actually a complex system engineering. Every subtle movement of the human body requires the mediation of the nervous system, the contraction or relaxation of numerous ligaments and muscles. At a glance, this external force is not enough to affect the human locomotor system, and it is almost the same to be hit by a car.

But today, Li Xu knows that sometimes you can't even move without even looking.

He watched as the slave's punches grew bigger and bigger.

The more dangerous it is, the calmer Li Xu becomes, he looks back on what he has learned in his mind, looking for a way to solve the crisis in front of him.

The physical body is confined, and what can function freely?

True Qi, True Qi never exists by relying on the physical body. True Qi can be turned into sword qi to slash people in the air, and True Qi can also shoot from the fingertips to pierce people's chests and abdomen ten steps away.

Buddhism has a saying that there is great terror between life and death.

At this moment of life and death, Li Xu was not frightened, and he slowly encouraged his true qi.

The Thirteen Taibao Henglian Golden Bell Jar is different, and the true temperature is raised within the five bodies and limbs, rather than the dantian. With a little thought, the true qi covered the skin around Li Xu's body.

If you can release true qi between your fingers, why can't your skin?

Like Mr. Qing, who created this miraculous feat, Li Xu naturally had many amazing ideas.

Li Xu's true qi began to stir.

The shock of true qi caused the air around Li Xu's body to also vibrate.

Li Xu puffed up his true qi, it seemed that because his true qi was not condensed enough, he couldn't flush his true qi out of his skin, and he failed to turn the true qi of the red ground into a tool for killing, but this attempt was enough.

Because Li Xu asked his familiar old friend Fluctuation to find a new way.

The air was shaking.

One after another, the sound waves that people couldn't hear were transmitted to the slave because of the vibration of Li Xu's true qi.

And in Li Xu's fluctuation induction, when his true qi vibrates at a special frequency, the sound wave excited is weakening the ferocious and restless fluctuations of the slave, and under the effect of this sound wave, the fluctuations that dominate the slave's body and exude dangerous fluctuations are gradually dissipating.

Li Xu seems to have a deeper understanding in his heart, but he still needs to experiment slowly to solidify this inspiration into concrete discoveries.

However, at this moment, there is no pass, Li Xu manipulated his true qi, and under the sweep of the sound waves, the fist that was difficult to get rid of began to weaken, and Li Xu's body gradually regained control.

With the vibration of the sound waves, the slave felt a wave of dizziness, and the world in front of him was fading.

The horizon is extremely narrow, what red Jin Wuwei, purple and golden emperor, everything is fading rapidly.

Even the breathing gradually became heavy again. Waiting, Nu Nan suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have breathed air in a while......

Li Xu's body regained his freedom, he stretched out his hands, and the tragic ghost hand quietly launched, eroding and infiltrating with the strength of his body, gently flicking away the body of the slave, Li Xu himself knew in his heart that the slave was finally dead at this moment.

A group of Jin Wuwei's armor soldiers hurriedly arrived, and the officers in front led the Jin Wuwei to their knees in a hurry.

"The last general is too late, and the sin deserves death. ”

Li Xu gently waved his hand and motioned for these Jin Wuwei guards to stand up, today someone could break into the forbidden palace and force him to take action in person, which also has his own responsibility for misjudging the situation.

"Can the Manichaeans attack urgently?" Li Xu was more concerned about the situation in Bai Yujing.

"Your Majesty, it's just a rabble. It seems that there was a group of men and horses attacking the Dayun Guangming Temple, and the fire over there was together, and the Manichaeans besieging Miyagi scattered as birds and beasts. General Han Lao Cheng was serious and ordered us to strictly guard the palace city, so as not to be defeated by thieves. ”

Li Xu was relieved when he heard this, tonight Manichaeism has folded into a five-pole return to the sect, a demon subduing venerable, in order to start an incident in Bai Yujing, it can be said that he has invested a lot of money. If the Pope or the Venerable Servant are folded in, then they will not have to mix in the grassland in the future.

When he raised his eyes, it was already dawn in the sky, and Li Xu understood that the night was spent safely.