Chapter 65 Swallowed the wrathful Amitabha, is he the bull demon?
Intense blood filled the space between heaven and earth.
The terrifying force exploded in mid-air, and the vented air flow surged and shot, causing the snowflakes to explode as they circled at high speed, exploding into countless snow powders!
The figure, as tall as a bear, crashed down and hit the bluestone ground that had been cleared of snow.
The gurgling blood continued to spread like a puddle.
Zhao Xuanhai knelt on the ground with one knee, and a fine iron spear pierced his chest, crushing the flesh and blood on his chest. Countless pieces of flesh flew everywhere, and bones were shattered.
Xu Ji Eighth Bone Crushing Gun...
One shot shattered Zhao Xuanhai's flesh and bones!
The python sinews and tiger bones that he was so proud of were violently torn into pieces. The power that the bull demon unleashed was even more terrifying than his Qi Pulse warrior.
Can't stop it...
Zhao Xuanhai understood that he had failed.
From the moment he stepped into the alley, and the moment the arrow locked onto him, he knew... that he was in trouble.
One wrong step and you will be doomed.
Blood dripped out continuously. Zhao Xuanhai raised his hand and grasped the fine iron spear. His mask had long been broken, his lips, teeth, mouth and nose were bleeding, and his heavy breath continued to spurt out.
But the bull demon's powerful and domineering Qi and blood penetrated into his body, wreaking havoc on his meridians and disrupting his internal organs...
He even wanted to mobilize the divinity of [Wrathful Amitabha], but he couldn't do it at all.
The fragments of the divine foundation...the fragments of the old man's divine foundation!
The higher level of divinity completely suppressed him.
Step by step, it seemed to lead him into the abyss of death.
Zhao Xuanhai gritted his teeth and stared at the Bull Demon, trying to see through the face under the cute cow mask.
"who are you?"
Zhao Xuanhai was hoarse and heavy, using his last strength to ask.
However, the Bull Demon was extremely cold.
"Hell will tell you."
puff!
The fine iron spear was suddenly drawn out, bringing up a cloud of blood mist, and countless blood shot out in an instant.
With a stabbing sound, the spear held in the Bull Demon's hand swept across fiercely, and Zhao Xuanhai's huge head, which was still staring at death, was chopped off without any suspense.
The black hair was stuck like a rubber ball and rolled on the ground several times.
Li Che looked at the dead Zhao Xuanhai indifferently, without any fluctuation in his heart.
Although Zhao Xuanhai is an official of the imperial court and one of the three great arresters of the government, but... so what?
He is also a master of Lingying Cult.
In this case, Li Che killed him without any burden, and even felt unprecedentedly relaxed!
Through the Qi meridians!
Nourishment is like a river!
Zhao Xuanhai, one of the three great captives, has been a mountain that has been weighing on Li Che’s head since that day when the forced recruitment failed. Now...
The mountain was chopped off by him, and his whole body felt extremely relaxed, and his muscles and bones were buzzing happily.
This was despite the fact that he had not used the 6,000-shot Namo Gatling weapon, the poisoned Guanyin Blood Lotus, or the insidious sleeve crossbow, and had succeeded in killing him with dignity and dignity by relying only on his own martial arts and divine cultivation. .
happy.
Squatting down, Li Che rummaged through Zhao Xuanhai's corpse with his big hands.
Unexpectedly, a Qiankun Jade was found from Zhao Xuanhai's body, which was exactly what he had found from Si Mubai.
Li Che's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed. With a movement of his mind, this Universe Jade was directly stored in the Universe space of [Wugou Heart].
It is said that one Qiankun Jade cannot contain another Qiankun Jade, but Li Che's space improved by Wugou Heart does not have this restriction.
Looking at Zhao Xuanhai's body, as if recalling the wonderful feeling of swallowing the divine nature for the first time, Li Che raised his hand, and a jade-colored air flow suddenly flowed from his arm.
He pressed it on Zhao Xuanhai's head and between his eyebrows.
The inner scene of his Niwan was beating loudly, and in an instant, the majestic divinity surged out from it.
Like a dike appearing in a river, the madness is unleashed!
Huh?
Suddenly, Li Che's heart moved slightly.
In the chest, [Chess Saint] Tao Fruit beats slightly, seeming to have formed a special connection with Qian Xishou, the prototype of the supernatural power.
Originally, Li Che used Qianxi Hands to absorb divinity, but it was limited. If it exceeds too much, it will exceed the carrying capacity of Qianxi Hands.
But [Chess Saint] Daoguo intervened.
Zhao Xuanhai's [Wrathful Amitabha] divinity, which nourishes his nature like a river, was continuously extracted by Li Che.
When Qian Xishou reaches the limit, it will be transformed into a black divine chess piece by the [Chess Saint] Dao Fruit and fall on the chessboard.
Every chess piece contains the divinity of [Wrathful Amitabha].
Li Che never thought... [Chess Saint] could actually have such an effect!
It doesn’t feel like a serious Taoist fruit.
Li Che grabbed it with five fingers.
Suddenly, a black chess piece appeared between his fingers.
Countless air currents shot out, causing the black hair to fly.
The five fingers clenched suddenly, and the black chess piece was directly in the palm...it was crushed to pieces!
boom!
A wave of heat surged all over my body in an instant...
There seemed to be a flash of red light in Li Che's eyes!
[Wrathful Amitabha] Divinity...bursts out!
As long as he wants to... he can scatter the chess pieces and use the divinity of [Wrathful Amitabha] for his own use! What a [Chess Master]!
This is equivalent to saying that any divine monk may become his power bank!
Li Che was in a good mood and continued to absorb the divinity with his hands. The divinity nourished like a river... was the divinity that Zhao Xuanhai had cultivated for decades. It was quite majestic. Li Che accelerated the absorption. , it takes about a quarter of an hour to drain all its divinity.
A total of eighteen black chess pieces were turned into them.
"Nourishment is like a river...only eighteen chess pieces have been gathered?"
Li Che murmured.
In other words, can other monks who "nurture one's nature like a river" gather more divine chess pieces?
“Depending on the different methods of cultivating the divine nature, the same is ‘nurturing one’s nature like a river’, but the size of the river is also different...”
After re-condensing the crushed divinity into a chess piece and hiding it, Li Che pressed the bamboo hat on his head, and the next moment, he grasped Zhao Xuanhai's body and head with his five fingers.
Looking at the snowy alley, Li Che raised the corners of his lips.
Taking a heavy step, the nine big tendons on his back roared like a python, and the majestic strength burst out. When the air flow surged, Zhao Xuanhai's body was as big as a bear...
He was thrown out all the time.
…
…
The Xu family's carriage parked quietly at a corner of the long street, about thirty feet away from the alley where Li Che's independent workshop was located.
The divinity of a cultivator like a river cannot detect the distance and will not arouse Zhao Xuanhai's suspicion.
The snow falling from the sky made a rustling sound on the top of the carriage.
Xu Hexi and Xu Beihu were sitting in the carriage, making and drinking tea.
The boiling water on the charcoal stove gradually boiled, and the green tea leaves were poured into it. The heat steamed, and the fried tea leaves spread out in it, and the tea turned into a green color.
The boiling water poured into the teacup and swirled along the side of the cup.
In the carriage, warmth surged.
Xu Beihu was a little restless, opening the curtain from time to time and looking out the window.
Xu Hexi was quite calm, leaning on the soft backrest filled with goose down and reading a book.
Reading, drinking tea, waiting for the victory, everything is so comfortable.
Suddenly, Xu Beihu's breath froze, and he froze in his movement to lift the curtain. He looked in disbelief at the body that was thrown out of the alley, crossed a parabolic arc, and hit the bluestone ground, raising snow and dust.
"who?"
Xu Hexi asked.
Xu Beihu turned his head stiffly, lowered the curtain, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
"Zhao Xuanhai..."
"Dead, his body was thrown out...and fell on the long street, which has already caused pedestrians to stop and make an uproar."
Xu Beihu's voice was hoarse and extremely bitter.
Zhao Xuanhai got the news about him, so he went to the alley and wanted to kidnap Li Che, the newly minted wood carving master.
As a result, the woodcarving master was not kidnapped.
He lost his life.
A divine catcher is dead!
This matter...
Big deal!
Xu Hexi's expression changed slightly, he threw down the book suddenly, with a sword on his waist, he rushed out of the carriage in an instant.
Divinity spread all over the body, leaving no trace on the snow. A few steps seemed to fly across a distance of thirty feet, crossing the corpse of Zhao Xuanhai whose head was beheaded and whose chest was pierced.
It landed at the entrance of the alley, with wind and snow swirling around it.
Xu Hexiao clenched his fingers on the hilt of his sword and stared at the alley.
Deep in the alley.
A burly figure, dressed in black, wearing a bamboo hat, covered with a cute cow mask!
Looking at him calmly, as if...
I had known that he would be watching and waiting from a distance.
So, be quiet...
Wait for him.
"Bull Demon...Bull Demon...who are you?"
Xu Hexi was no longer calm and calm, his eyes tightened, and he took a sudden step.
However, when the Bull Demon stepped forward, countless white snow suddenly exploded, forming a snow waterfall, blurring his vision.
Wait until the snowfall falls.
The Bull Demon...has disappeared out of thin air!
Even Xu Hexi's divinity couldn't sense the disappearance of the Bull Demon!
Gone again? !
Xu Hexiao held the hilt of the sword in his palm, his eyes were fixed, and he leaned down, surrounded by the wind.
He rushed madly to the small courtyard of the independent workshop where Li Che was!
It's him?
is it him? !
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