Chapter 582: The lineage of the joy god is all "good".
Gao Ming didn't expect that the ability of the two immortals to be harmonious is so strange. They are transformed based on certain images in the nightmare, not real gods. It is just that people talk about it more and think about it in their dreams, so they have certain special abilities.
"Double the counter injury?" Gao Ming climbed up from the ground with a knife, and the two monks on the opposite side were the same. They looked embarrassed, but they were not worried about the injury at all. Red joy lines were quickly repairing their injuries.
Not only that, as other joyful immortals inject joy, their bodies are constantly expanding.
"A word of tolerance will never be born."
"Go aside, don't compete with others for strength and weakness."
"Without a moment, the fire pit turns into a white lotus pond."
"A step back is the path of cultivation on earth."
"There are quite a lot of fallacies!" Gao Ming stepped forward, and the eight arms of flesh and blood ghosts opened, attacking violently. This time he did not attack the monk, but targeted other Xixians.
Kill all other Xixians, the monk's recovery speed will definitely slow down.
The big sleeves waved, and the Xixian gathered around the monk was penetrated by the red line and sucked towards its body.
The expressions of those happy immortals were unwilling to resist, but they did not dare to resist, and they temporarily became part of the monks.
The body swelled again, almost as tall as Xi Temple. The two monks blocked the main entrance of Xi Temple, with kind eyes and smiling at Gao Ming. "Let him get angry, let him get angry, just be content with your belly."
The flesh and blood ghosts and gods grabbed the monk's belly with their five fingers. The flesh and blood divine patterns pierced the joy, and the flesh and blood curse rushed into the monk's body wildly.
At the same time, Gao Ming also felt what it means to be heartbroken. He was better able to adapt to the curse of the flesh and blood fairy than anyone else, so he came up with this way to attack.
Try the injury to replace the injury, and do whatever it takes until the intestines and stomach are broken.
When Gao Ming was dizzy and was unable to swing his sword, he could only retreat. After just a few minutes of fighting, he and the two monks had become extremely miserable, and blood was everywhere in front of the Xi Temple.
With the power of flesh and blood ghosts and flesh and blood giant tree fruits, Gao Ming covered the hole in his stomach and recovered quickly. But the monk's recovery speed was not slow either. Its belly was filled with other Xixian, and the red line of Xixian God also had the ability to heal, so even if it was cursed by the flesh and blood fairy, its smile remained unchanged. "Wearing a torn matted jacket, you can eat light food at any time, and you will spit on your face without giving up."
"Someone comes to scold me, and I only agree that someone comes to beat me, and I will fall asleep first."
"He saves his energy, and I am not troubled. This Prajna Secret is a priceless treasure."
There is no flaw, and the pair of monks stood in front of the temple of Xi, waiting for the God of Xi to complete the ceremony. "**, it's so disgusting." Gao Ming vomited another mouthful of blood. He was not so depressed when he fought with the Water Dragon King. The opponent does not take the initiative to attack or fight back, but all the damage it bears will be returned to Gao Ming.
The sound of Bai Huang reciting scriptures in Xi Temple became a little unfamiliar, and she seemed to be gradually losing herself. Time is urgent, Gao Ming doesn't have much time to think: "Physical attacks, flesh and blood curses, and evil spirits on the pig-killing knife can be returned. Although my body is many times stronger than other testers, I can't fight against these ghosts. What should I do? Do I have other attack methods?"
Gao Ming began to call on the Flesh and Blood Tree, and he really got a response. However, the deep nightmare was too stable. It took time for the branches of the Flesh and Blood Tree to come in. It sensed Gao Ming's bad situation and was already madly leaping into the deep nightmare.
"Overall attacks cannot pose a threat to the two immortals of Hehe." Seeing Gao Ming's miserable appearance, Fu Shu quickly spoke: "Xi Xian's abilities come from the God of Hehe. Do you remember how to get rid of the God of Hehe? Your only advantage against the God of Hehe is not the god you summoned from the nightmare, but the despair deep in your heart that you have accumulated from unknown places."
Lying on Gao Ming's back, Fu Shu was shocked by the despair and madness that Gao Ming inadvertently revealed many times: "Releasing the nightmare requires facing the heart and enduring despair. You might as well pull the two immortals of Hehe and let them share the despair with you. Don't release the murderous intent, nor do you show the desire to attack. This is sharing."
After listening to Fu Shu's words, Gao Ming's eyes lit up: "You look well-educated, but you didn't expect that your belly is full of bad water."
"Haha, thank you for your praise."
Gao Ming put away his pig-killing sword while the flesh and blood ghosts repaired his injuries and walked towards the two immortals of Hehe.
With the other queens of Xixian, the two monks were like Buddhas carved from a hill. They were kind-hearted and smiling, looking down at Gao Sheng. "My friend, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately." "I am not interested in becoming a Buddha, but I heard that the Buddha saved all living beings' sufferings. Maybe I can help you two gain a great merit." The nightmare released by Gao Ming can affect two meters of the whole body, and at this time, there are still five meters away from the two immortals.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Continue to move forward, when the two were only three meters away, the big-bellied monk smiled and fell down his palm, as if he wanted to slap Gao Ming to death.
Gao Ming not only did not dodge, but instead accelerated and directly crashed into the monk's belly, rushing into the place with the strongest joy.
Ordinary people do this to die, and they are surrounded by joy, and will be assimilated slowly. Gao Ming can clearly feel that his limbs are out of control. The monk's huge belly in front of him seems to be a big mouth covering the sky and want to bite him and lock him in his stomach.
"It is very painful to tear open the unhealed wound, but unfortunately I have no other choice." Gao Ming completely opened the shrine in his sleeve and roared at the flesh and blood ghosts and gods: "Explanation of dreams!"
Without any restraint, he did not care at all whether he could bear the despair and pain. His life allowed the flesh and blood ghosts to tear open the cracks in his heart. This time he no longer seduced himself with soul fire, but just used Zhang Mingli's soul fire to lead the way, and then let the despair in his heart surge out.
The black ocean instantly drowned Gao Ming's will and soul, destroyed the joy that invaded his body, and began to spread out!
The nightmare released by Gao Ming could only affect two meters of his body. At the moment when despair poured out, the range that his dream interpretation method could affect also increased sharply.
The smile on Hehe Erxian's face suddenly froze. He didn't understand why a living person had such a strong desire for death and despair. He couldn't understand why a living person seemed to have died thousands of times, and the accumulated resentment was like a thousand-year-old monster. "Help me!" He shouted loudly, and the two immortals of Hehuan began to forcefully absorb the power of other immortals, and ignored the lives of those immortals and directly digested them.
Xixian's screams kept ringing, but the two immortals of Hehe turned a deaf ear. They used their bodies to stop despair and prevent Gaoming from spreading into Xi Temple.
In contrast, Gao Ming, the joy of all around him kept coming to help him dispel his despair, so that he would not have collapsed his will when facing a black snake, barely maintaining a delicate balance.
It hurts very much. Life is worse than death, but reason has not collapsed yet. Under this circumstance, Gao Ming’s inner nightmare is being released more and more.
(This chapter ends)