Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 137 136. No shortcomings?

The huge fist expanded rapidly in the judge's ghostly eyes.

At this moment, it seemed to cover the entire world and fill his entire field of vision.

The fist wind was blowing crazily on his face bones and eye sockets, as if he wanted to blow out the will-o'-the-wisp in his eye sockets in one breath.

The judge has not experienced this feeling of destruction for hundreds of years.

The will-o'-the-wisps flickered in his eye sockets, and he waved the big pen in his hand.

The figure disappeared into the air as if dissolving.

An Le's punch fell through again.

"That pen can not only attack, but also teleport for a short distance?"

"What a troublesome little bug..."

He stood up straight again, his eyes cold.

The face on the ghost armor became more and more terrifying.

During the deduction, An Leke seemed to be being played by a judge, powerlessly watching the people around him die tragically one after another.

He has already remembered this grudge!
Anle takes revenge from morning till night.

In his Huangquan ghost eyes, a dark path appeared vaguely.

This is the breath left by the judge.

In his view, it was as obvious as a fire, and it was clear at a glance.

An Le sneered: "You can't escape!"

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at the same time.

In a dilapidated small temple.

Hu Chunsheng was pacing back and forth restlessly.

Seeing that, Xiong Batian couldn't help frowning.

"Old Hu, why are you dangling there? Dangling back and forth, it dazzles my eyes."

Hu Chunsheng helped his forehead helplessly, and explained.

"I'm worried, if fellow ghosts have been away for so long, something will happen."

Xiong Batian patted his chest, looking confident.

"Don't worry, he is so strong, why should we worry about it?"

Hu Chunsheng frowned.

"Ordinary evil spirits, of course, are no match for Fellow Daoist Ghost, but if it's that guy from before..."

He thought of the tragic death of his companions one after another, and while resentment flashed in his eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little fear.

The unknown brings terror.

Until now, Hu Chunsheng didn't know what kind of existence the other party was.

An invisible killer hiding in the dark is far more dangerous than a beast baring its fangs.

Peng Ziming was worried about another thing.

"Senior Ghost won't leave us alone, will he leave alone?"

Wang Nian immediately retorted: "Impossible!"

"It's impossible."

Peng Ziming asked with a strange expression.

"How long have you known him, why are you so sure?"

Wang Nian did not answer.

However, many people do have such concerns.

In addition, Hu Chunsheng noticed that the protective power of this small temple was weakening very quickly.

So he decided to take the initiative to leave the temple, while looking for the ghost-faced man, while exploring a new shelter.

But there were also two people who made different decisions.

"You guys really want to stay here?"

Peng Ziming asked Yu Liang.

Yu Liang replied: "Yes, this place is quite safe. We plan to hide in this temple first, and then hide for two or three days."

Shi Yanyan also nodded.

"It's good to stay here."

Seeing the attitude of the two, Peng Ziming opened his mouth and stopped persuading them.

It's hard to persuade the goddamn hell.

His previous reminders were all for the sake of fighting side by side.

It didn't take long.

A group of people left the small temple, only Yu Liang, the Taoist couple, stayed behind.

In fact, some demons were also slightly shaken.

But under Hu Chunsheng's order, he still decided to act with the large army.

People walk along the smooth old streets.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but everyone feels that the cloud above their heads seems to be more gloomy than the previous two days.

There is a feeling of being watched.

In the shadows in the corner of the building, there seems to be a malicious follower all the time.

Those who are relatively timid, just walking here will feel frightened, and cold sweat will ooze from their bodies.

"Has the number of evil spirits increased?"

Xiong Batian asked uncertainly.

Hu Chunsheng frowned.

This is undoubtedly an ominous sign.

The ruins are already very dangerous, and now there are new mutations happening?
Soon, sharp-eyed monsters exclaimed.

"Look! That's..."

Another tall statue with two heads and four arms broke into their sight.

The oppressive and dull atmosphere covered the surroundings invisible.

Everyone chanted formulas and chanted mantras one after another, preparing to face the enemy.

At this time, Xiong Batian said unexpectedly.

"It seems... dead?"

People looked intently, only to find that the statue was motionless.

Taking a closer look, there is a huge hollow in the shadowed chest.

The core was forcefully dug away, exposing the ordinary wooden body.

It looked a bit miserable.

"It was made by the ghost-faced man."

Hu Chunsheng said affirmatively.

He looked around the corpse of the statue, the solid ground was full of cracks, and many houses collapsed, as if a natural disaster had swept through.

With such a violent and rude method, except for the ghost-faced man, who else can there be?

Everyone was secretly startled.

Keep going.

Along the way, we saw several dead statues one after another.

The death of the idol was quite heroic.

Most of them had big holes in their chests, and the core strength supporting their operation was taken away.

Some are torn apart, and even the complete form cannot be preserved.

What's more, black and viscous liquid is constantly flowing out of the body, and the color of pain remains on the face.

In addition to the idol, there are many evil remains.

Like the human skins I encountered before, there are four or five pieces.

And all kinds of horrible evil things.

Just seeing the remains makes people feel uncomfortable.

"These... are all made by ghost-faced men?"

Peng Ziming spoke blankly.

Once again, I felt the gap like a natural moat in my heart.

Everyone is a monk in the foundation period, how can he be so strong?
Others are mostly in a similar mood.

"Beware!"

At this time, Hu Chunsheng shouted loudly: "There is something, here it comes!"

He was very familiar with this feeling.

Before entering the small temple, Hu Chunsheng was followed all the way by this cold aura.

Knowing that the enemy is nearby, but not knowing where the enemy is.

Now, it's at it again!
"It's really haunted."

Hu Chunsheng's face changed slightly, some hair grew, his lower jaw became sharper, and his sharp claws and teeth elongated.

Like a demon fox.

He is using the blood secret technique of the Yaozu.

The demons also noticed something, and while trembling uneasy, they gritted their teeth and decided to fight to the death.

Wang Nian and Peng Ziming had no time to pay attention to their changes and perform self-protection techniques.

Swah——

Invisibly, there was the sound of a pen tip sweeping.

The body below the head of a little demon disappeared out of thin air.

He opened his eyes wide in astonishment, with unwillingness and despair flashing in his eyes.

This time, Hu Chunsheng finally saw a trace.

There is a mass of blood-colored hair, which devours flesh, bones, and internal organs the moment it passes through the body.

It's just that the speed is so fast that even the spiritual sense can't detect it.

"Damn it! Where is it? Where the hell is it?"

Hu Chunsheng rarely showed impatience on his face, and his half-demonic pupils glanced back and forth.

At a glance, he seemed to see a red shadow.

But before he could make a move, Hong Ying disappeared and moved to another location.

'If this continues, it will become the same as before...'

Xiong Batian was even more anxious like ants on a hot pot.

He possesses brute strength, and there is nothing he can do about this invisible enemy.

Soon, two more people died tragically.

Hong Ying's speed seemed to be faster than when he came.

The worst thing is that in Hu Chunsheng's perception, there are still several evil auras approaching.

Sudden.

A sense of crisis of death welled up in Hu Chunsheng's heart.

Without thinking, he understood—the next one is me.

"leave me alone!"

Hu Chunsheng gave Xiong Batian a decisive look, and roared angrily.

He activated the demon pill in his body, ready to explode when the ghost shadow came.

Even if you can't kill the opponent, you can still hurt it, giving your companion a chance to escape.

A look of worry flashed across Hu Chunsheng's eyes.

'Without me in the future, can this silly bear take care of itself? '

at this time.

The whistling sound like thunder came from far and near.

At first it seemed to be on the horizon, but in an instant it broke into my ears.

"caught you!"

In Hu Chunsheng's eyes, the red shadow that was about to flash to his side just now shifted to another place in the blink of an eye.

But even so, that hammer-like fist still firmly locked on the opponent's trace.

Carrying a trembling force, entangled with hot and surging blood.

It fell from the sky and crashed down.

hum-

The sound wave swept through.

With a single point of strength, the air is squeezed out into a sonic boom.

Buildings collapsed.

The solid ground was actually smashed into a big hole.

The anti-evil characteristics carried by [Scared Dragon Subduing Demon Physique] blatantly spread.

Many evil spirits hiding nearby died under the aftermath without doing anything.

Survivors in the distance are aware of this earth-shattering power.

"Uh-"

The judge uttered a terrible scream.

The will-o'-the-wisp flickered wildly in the bone's eye sockets until it went out.

The bones are broken.

There was a "chichi" sound on the body surface, and the red robe and the little crown melted quickly as if the ice and snow were melting.

In the end, it showed its form in front of everyone and withered away.

The others hadn't recovered from the shocking blow, their ears were buzzing, and they could only stare at An Le in dumbfounded.

Apart from "horrified", they couldn't find any other words to describe their mood at the moment.

"what?"

An Le raised his eyebrows, and casually picked up the judge's pen next to the skeleton.

This large pen has obviously weakened a lot and looks a bit bleak, but it is still very extraordinary.

An Le temporarily put it in the storage bag, and was going to do some research after taking some time off.

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on the tower.

The moment the Judge's will-o'-the-wisp extinguished, the Ghost Venerable seemed to sense it.

The face under the black smoke rarely showed a look of surprise.

Gui Zun murmured: "Judge... is dead?"

He was a little surprised.

"Moreover, another ghost general also encountered an accident."

"How extraordinary is this group of foundation builders?"

Gui Zun realized that the group of people who fell into the ruins seemed to be very different from the usual foundation building.

Faced with this situation, Fei Fei was not crushed by the heavy pressure, but became more and more courageous in the predicament.

There is no doubt that these are the rare seeds of arrogance.

"If Luo Hunzong could recruit such disciples back then..."

Gui Zun shook his head, no longer indulging in the long memories.

The positions of both parties cannot be changed.

"Since that's the case, let's go all out and crush you to death."

Under his thought, more and more evil spirits and idols became active.

For most monks, this is a catastrophe.

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Concentrate on the corpse of your companion and tidy up your emotions.

An Le and the others set off again.

But at this time, the atmosphere in the team was quite different.

If it is said that before, all the monsters were just afraid of An Le's strength and did not want to be his enemy.

So now, they have a faint tendency to respect peace and happiness.

Although they are monsters, they are more grateful than many people.

Hu Chunsheng found Anle in private.

Give him a larger fragment of the Jade Cauldron as a reward for saving his life.

There is also a vague intention to seek his asylum.

We are all smart people, some things don't need to be said so clearly.

If you can't get out of here alive, all the jade pieces and Taixu Palace are meaningless.

An Le made a rough estimate.

The total number of jade pieces he has now should have exceeded ten pieces.

"I don't know where it ranks on the leaderboard?"

This little matter was quickly forgotten by An Le.

According to the route traveled during the deduction, he easily determined the location of the nearest temple.

Hu Chunsheng originally volunteered to show Anle the way.

But it didn't take long for him to realize it in astonishment.

The route An Le chose was actually more precise and quicker than what he deduced using secret techniques.

Less than half a day's work.

A group of people arrived in front of the temple.

Hu Chunsheng was somewhat skeptical about life.

It doesn't matter if you talk about strength alone.

In the area where he is most confident, he is actually inferior to the ghost-faced man?

'This person...doesn't he have any shortcomings? '

It's just that I haven't entered the temple gate yet.

An Le frowned and said hoarsely.

"Be careful, someone got there first."

Everyone tensed up instantly.

In just a few days in the ruins, their nerves were already in a state of high tension, and any slight disturbance could make their hearts jump.

An Le is also a little strange.

In the deduction, this should be the land of no man.

After thinking about it, An Le figured it out.

The momentum of his killing the judge was too great, there must be some monks who noticed this direction and came here.

This temple is obviously bigger than the small temple before.

The murals painted on the walls and the stone carvings are also more complicated and exquisite.

There was an imperceptible momentum.

The group didn't hesitate for too long, and pushed open the door forcefully.

Just stepped into the threshold step.

The scene outside the temple has undergone earth-shaking changes.

It is no longer a cold, deserted complex of buildings.

It is a sunny, spring-like scene.

Immortal cultivators wearing old-style Taoist robes are walking through it.

An Le saw that they all had a red mole on the center of their eyebrows, like some kind of special mark.

The immortal cultivators occasionally communicate with each other, and the conversations are clear and pleasing to the ears.

Comparable to "teacher brother", the attitude is cordial and friendly.

The discussion is about practice-related content.

This scene is no different from ordinary sects.

Full of thriving vitality.

The picture changed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, fewer monks walked out of the building, and everyone had a sad expression on their faces.

They gathered together and set out together.

But when they returned, less than half of the people remained.

An Le guessed in her heart: "Is this... a war?"

Expedition, return.

This scene was repeated several times.

The number of monks nearby has decreased, and many houses have become vacant, and weeping can be heard from time to time.

Then, the sky was suddenly dyed blood red.

The strange fluctuations spread, infecting the surroundings bit by bit.

The idol came back to life, but began to slaughter the disciples in the sect.

At this moment, An Le's eyes widened suddenly, staring at a corner of the picture.

There was a huge wave in my heart.

there.

A beautiful figure in red was smiling at him.

(End of this chapter)