Chapter 1011 The Third Person
Murong Hanqiu said the most chilling words, but his tone was indifferent and his expression was aloof. It didn't sound like he was trying to harm Liang Yan, but rather giving him a gift.
Liang Yan had a gloomy face from the beginning to the end. When Murong Hanqiu said this, he suddenly smiled and said:
"Eternal life? It sounds good, change I will become a part of the corpse you have trained. From now on, you will no longer have to practice hard. When you achieve the great truth, I can do it too. Live forever with heaven and earth."
Murong Hanqiu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised: "I didn't miss it, you are indeed different from those ordinary people! Yes, as long as you are willing to obey my orders, I won’t let you suffer, and you can enjoy a long life with me in the future!”
Before she could finish her sentence, she saw Liang Yan on the opposite side suddenly raise his hand, and then three rays of sword light shot out quickly, rushing towards her position.
At the same time, Liang Yan himself turned into a gray escaping light and flew away in the opposite direction.
Of course Liang Yan would not be willing to be refined by this woman.
The opponent is a genuine cultivator in the Tribulation Realm. There is no way he can be her opponent. Even if he uses his sword pills, he may not be able to withstand even one move.
The only way out now is the crack that has just been exposed on the wall.
This place was strange and inexplicable, and Liang Yan didn't know what would happen next moment.
He could only bet that there would be some miracle in the cracks in the wall that would make Murong Hanqiu helpless. Although the possibility was less than one in ten thousand, it was all he could think of. , the only way to escape to heaven.
In addition, the possibility of a Golden Core Realm monk escaping from the Huajie Realm ancestor is almost zero!
The Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword, the Black Lotus Sword and the Dingguang Sword came out at once, stirring up layers of sword intent in the mid-air, just to distract Murong Hanqiu even for a moment, while Liang Yan himself Flying towards the crack in the wall as fast as possible.
“Tsk, tsk!”
Murong Hanqiu shook his head gently, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
“I thought you were different from others, but I didn’t expect that you wouldn’t be able to understand it. Does it scare you so much to become part of a corpse?”
While she was speaking, she opened her right sleeve. He waved lightly, revealing his white hands, and then flicked his fingers.
You can't see what happened at all. The three swords in mid-air stopped at the same time, as if the tip of the sword was pressed by life. They trembled but could not move forward an inch.
Immediately afterwards, Murong Hanqiu touched the center of his eyebrows again, and saw a black light shooting out at an extremely fast speed. It came first and caught up with Liang Yan in just an instant.
At this time, Liang Yan had already flown over the medicine garden and was being swept by the black light. His movements instantly slowed down.
At the same time, an unspeakable evil thought came from all directions. Liang Yan's mind was in a trance, and the world seemed to have changed in the blink of an eye.
The surrounding area is no longer a spiritual medicinal garden, but a black quagmire. There are countless corpses and severed limbs in the quagmire, and people are constantly calling for help.
Liang Yan looked down and found that one of them looked familiar. He seemed to be a citizen of Huaiyuan Town. The man was wailing in pain and seemed to be complaining about why he didn't die with them in the first place.
He was in a trance in his mind, and subconsciously took a few steps back, but unexpectedly stepped into the quagmire.
Someone reached out from the quagmire and grabbed his right leg. Liang Yan was horrified. When he looked back, he saw a blood-stained cheek.
“Master, it’s me, master!” The man holding his right leg shouted desperately: “Master, please don’t leave me! After you left, I lived in a miserable life in Nanchui!”
“Xiong Yue’er?”
Liang Yan admits it After making this sound, he hurriedly shouted: "What's wrong with you? What happened to you in Nanchui?"
The man did not answer, but just hugged Liang Yan's leg and cried bitterly: "Master , Master, I’m so miserable. Come and accompany me, Master”
"What's wrong with you? Talk!"
Liang Yan looked anxious and kept slapping the mire. However, those people under the mire were desperately pulling him down until he completely sank into the mire. Among.
At the same time, in the real valley, Liang Yan himself was lying in mid-air at the moment, his eyes closed tightly, as if he was asleep.
Not far from him, there was a beautiful woman wearing a black silk skirt standing, it was Murong Hanqiu, the ancestor of the Murong family!
The woman looked at Liang Yan, smiled softly at first, and then her expression became serious again.
She pinched the techniques with both hands quickly, and a black light suddenly appeared around her body. This black light directly rolled Liang Yan's body over, and she stood almost face to face with her.
Liang Yan closed his eyes tightly, as if he was fast asleep, but Murong Hanqiu was in high spirits and looked slightly excited.
She opened her red lips slightly, sucked lightly on Liang Yan's cheek, and immediately an extremely thin shadow emerged from Liang Yan's body.
This shadow looks exactly like Liang Yan, except that the left half is cyan and the right half is black. One side is full of vitality, while the other side is withered and decayed.
It seems incredible that such two completely opposite extremes exist in one person at the same time.
"Is this the living dead? It's really mysterious!"
Murong Hanqiu murmured, his eyes even more excited. The black energy entangled the two of them again and again, almost touching each other.
And in Liang Yan's sea of consciousness, it was now pitch black.
After he was dragged down into the endless quagmire, he lost control of his body, and the surroundings became like a void and dark night, with no light at all.
“Is this the method used by monks in the Tribulation Realm?”
Liang Yan still retained a trace of clarity in his mind.
He did not want to give up yet, and still tried his best to use the Buddhist "Eight Parts of Evolution" to the extreme. He gave birth to a very weak golden light in the sea of self-consciousness, trying to fight against this world. Endless darkness.
It was this ray of Buddhist golden light that allowed him to retain a trace of clarity, knowing that he had been tricked at this moment, and his soul and soul were slowly being withdrawn.
But he has lost control of his body, and this ray of Buddhist golden light is too weak. If he wants to fight against the boundless darkness around him, it is simply impossible to hit an egg against a stone!
Just when he was anxious, a voice suddenly sounded in the sea of consciousness:
"'Bodhi Bright Pure Appearance' is not used like this."
"Who? Who is talking!"
Liang Yan was startled and shouted hurriedly. "Alas"
The voice sighed softly, but said nothing more.
At this moment, Murong Hanqiu's process of extracting soul essence has reached the most critical moment. Most of Liang Yan's half-green and half-black shadow has been stripped away from his body.
Murong Hanqiu's eyes were full of solemnity and his movements were cautious. He obviously did not want to damage Liang Yan's essence and wanted to absorb it completely.
However, just when she was going all out, there was a flash of void somewhere behind her, and a figure suddenly appeared.
This person arrived without any warning, and his whole body was shrouded in golden light. As soon as he appeared, countless Sanskrit sounds sounded, as if the Buddha had come to the world, with his majestic appearance.
His speed was extremely fast. In just an instant, he was behind Murong Hanqiu. Then, with a golden light in his hand, he punched her!
Murong Hanqiu had just focused all his attention on Liang Yan. He never thought that there was a third person in this small valley!
She is a monk in the realm of transformation and calamity. She has entered the realm of transformation with magical powers. Even if she is attacked by a sneak attack, she has magical powers that automatically protect her body.
I saw boundless black energy emerging from the top of his head, turning into a ferocious zombie behind him. The nails on his hands were extremely long, like two life-threatening iron hooks, grabbing at the figure in the golden light.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and the figure in the golden light punched the zombie with condensed black energy, instantly destroying it and turning the entire zombie into powder.
And the punch in the boundless golden light had not lost its momentum yet, and it still rushed forward until it struck Murong Hanqiu in the back of the heart.
"Poof!"
Murong Hanqiu raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood. Black light suddenly appeared around him, flashing again and again, and the whole person suddenly disappeared on the spot.
When the figure in the golden light was illuminated by the black light, he grunted and quickly retreated dozens of feet, seemingly suffering a big loss!
Although Liang Yan was controlled by Murong Hanqiu using secret techniques and his consciousness was trapped in a boundless quagmire, the moment this person attacked and injured Murong Hanqiu, he was already awake, but his body was still unable to move.
Like Murong Hanqiu, he was also extremely shocked, not because this person succeeded in the sneak attack, but because someone just mentioned the five words "Bodhi Bright Pure Appearance" in his mind!
Liang Yan fell to the ground. Although his body could not move, his eyes kept turning, desperately looking towards the location of the attacker.
At this time, the golden light on the man's body had gradually dissipated, revealing the figure inside. He was short, with a pockmarked face and a pair of inverted triangular eyes. It was Lin Rui, the worshiper of the Wang family who had once attacked him!
"Why is it him!"
Liang Yan was extremely surprised. In his impression, this man was only obedient and seemed to dare not disobey the two elders of the Wang family. He did not expect that he would hide so deeply. !
Lin Rui's left hand was now behind his back, and his right hand was slightly raised. The raised hand had no flesh and blood left, only white bones, which looked weird and terrifying.
However, there was no strange color on Lin Rui's face. He just snorted coldly and said:
"Zombie Divine Light? Humph!"
Subsequently Following his cold snort, golden light suddenly burst out from his right hand, immeasurable Sanskrit sounds sounded, and his flesh and blood were reborn at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But in the blink of an eye, an intact arm has reappeared.
At the same time, on the other side of the medicine garden, Murong Hanqiu's figure reappeared.
She took Lin Rui's punch, but she didn't show any injuries at the moment, except that her face was slightly pale, which added to her iceberg temperament.
"Okay, the mantis is chasing the cicada, and the oriole is behind. I didn't expect that I, Murong Hanqiu, would make mistakes sometimes! Which Buddha is your Excellency? Can you tell me its name?"
"Hahaha!"
Lin Rui laughed loudly at this time, and the brilliance around him changed. His figure gradually grew taller, and his appearance also changed. In just a few breaths, the extremely wretched man with inverted triangular eyes had become Disappeared without a trace.
The figure that reappeared in the light was a monk!
This monk is nine feet tall, handsome and handsome. He is dressed in moon-white monk robes. His eyes are as bright as the stars in the sky and as clear as the clear springs in the cold valley. People can't help but look at it with just one glance. Consciously sink into it.
There is also a string of rosary beads hanging on his neck. Each rosary is the size of a baby's fist, a total of eighteen beads. They are strung together with a gold thread and look completely different from ordinary beads. different.
"Amitabha!"
The monk whispered the Buddha's name, clasped his hands together, and slowly said: "I am just a fallen leaf in the turbulent world, a speck of dust in the endless ocean, and the name of the Dharma name , just don’t say it!”
"Hmph! Hiding your head and showing your tail, since you have the guts to sneak attack on me, why don't you dare to tell me your name!"
Murong Hanqiu snorted coldly and said: "I can make a rough guess even if you don't tell me, Antarctic Fairy Continent can There are only a dozen Buddhist monks who have entered the realm of transformation and calamity, among which Most of them are in Luotian Sect. And the magical power you just used is definitely not from Luotian Sect, nor is it the people I know."
When Murong Hanqiu said this, he suddenly became silent again. He seemed to have thought of something, and he looked thoughtful.
"Haha, why is the donor so persistent? Since you insist on knowing the name of the poor monk, why not just call me 'Wogensheng'!"
"Wuges "Are you alive?" Murong Hanqiu raised his eyebrows slightly and suddenly said with a smile: "Do you think you are a lost dog?"
"Yes, yes! The poor monk has been wandering for half his life. He is indeed a 'lost dog'. It is true as the donor said!" The monk in white clapped his hands and smiled.
“You!”
Murong Hanqiu was not good at arguing, and the monk in white was so naughty that she could not figure out the other person’s details for a while.
At this time, there was another heart-wrenching pain in the back of the heart, making Murong Hanqiu's face even paler. Although she used her extremely powerful skills to suppress the injuries in her body, the monk's previous attack The Boxing Committee cannot be underestimated.
Until now, the Buddhist fist power was still flowing in the meridians in her body, turning into countless trickles, churning through her body and causing constant chaos.
If it were normal times, she would just have to sit cross-legged and do the exercises on the spot for half a cup of tea to force these punches out of the body, but at this time it was absolutely impossible.
Although the monk in white looks very casual on the surface, even standing there chatting and laughing, in fact, all his energy is locked by this person. As long as she makes the slightest move, he will immediately take advantage of it. machine!
However, one thing that is fortunate is that although he was punched, he also fought back at the critical moment with the "Zombie Divine Light".
The "Divine Light of Corpse Transformation" is extremely vicious. Even though the monk in white had just lost his limbs and regenerated, that was only on the surface. The real "Divine Light of Corpse Transformation" had already sneaked into the meridians, constantly eating away at this person's vitality.
The monk had obviously discovered this. The reason why he didn't take action immediately and still stood there arguing with her was because he also wanted to use his martial arts to suppress the injuries in his body.
The two of them maintained a delicate balance for a while, and no one was willing to take action first. At this time, the monk in white laughed and said:
"Does the donor know when he was being plotted against?"
(End of this chapter)