Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 140 139. Fear stems from lack of firepower
Under the ghost armor, An Le's eyes were faintly stained with the yellow of the earth.

Complicated patterns emerged in the depths of the pupils, showing bright scarlet.

Like the so-called... the other shore flower?

It is said that by the river leading to the underworld, there are patches of Bana flowers blooming, carrying magical powers.

The slender lines of the petals are stretched, two different colors are interlaced and fused, and the invisible vortex turns.

It makes these eyes look extraordinarily magnificent and evil.

If you stare at it for a long time, it seems that not only the sight, but also the soul will be sucked into it.

Twist with the vortex.

The bone-faced spider disintegrated inch by inch, as if a cool mysterious force flowed into the eyes.

"Ok?"

An Le raised an eyebrow.

In the ghost's eyes, there was a satisfied emotion.

"Is this directly 'eating' the evil creature?"

An Le thought inwardly: "It seems that ghost eyes can also be improved to a certain extent."

"There are similarities with the method of swallowing strange blood, but there are also quite a few differences."

After several days of research, An Le discovered that [Huangquan Ghost Eye] can not only lock the hidden traces of evil spirits, but also cause invisible and fatal damage to them.

The process is like just now.

"But there are obviously limitations. Too strong evil spirits cannot be killed in one blow."

He rubbed his eyes to relieve that unique soreness.

next to.

Everyone hurried forward and tried their best to help the unfortunate male cultivator.

Some gave him pills, and some cast healing spells.

If this injury was placed on an ordinary person, it would undoubtedly lead to death.

But for the vigorous foundation-building cultivators, there is still some salvation.

Soon, the man was pulled back from the gate of hell, with lingering fear in his heart, he kept thanking An Le.

Bai Xianyou noticed another point and frowned worriedly.

"The evil spirit... can sneak into the temple already?"

This means that the power of protection here has weakened to a dangerous level.

Don't wait for him to ask.

An Le turned her head to look in the direction outside the temple, and spoke seriously.

"They are coming."

******
outside the temple.

In a cramped hut.

Two monks were hiding in it, talking in low voices.

"Aren't we really going to hide in that temple?"

"I see that there have been a lot of strong people gathered there recently. There are many people, and it is safer after all."

Another sneered and retorted.

"Heh... safe? Big trees are easy to attract wind!"

"Based on the current situation, it is estimated that they will be attacked by evil spirits in a short time. It is better to hide quietly and wait for the rescue of Taixu Palace."

The person who spoke before murmured in confusion: "Taixu Palace, will you really come?"

Upon hearing this, both sides fell silent.

at this time.

The spiritual consciousness of the two trembled slightly, and a strong sense of foreboding arose.

They looked at each other and could see the fear in each other's eyes.

a few seconds.

The building complex, which had been peaceful just now, suddenly became agitated.

The ground began to tremble.

The cold breath permeated, like a rotting morgue in the cold winter, and the weird smell spread.

One, two, three...

Countless powerful evil spirits sprang up like mushrooms after rain.

Or a smiling human skin that has been hollowed out, or a liquid shadow, or a strange creature with a human face.

Any one of them is an existence that is difficult for the two to defeat.

They turned their heads carefully and looked out the window.

One after another, tall and burly statues of gods walked on the empty streets.

The body is obviously exuding death energy, it is obviously just a dead thing, but it is full of frightening power.

The idol and the evil move forward side by side.

It's like a night walk of ghosts!

"They... really came!"

One said in a trembling voice, with a happy expression on his face.

In his mind, those cultivators gathered in the temple must not be able to resist such a terrifying wave.

Must die!

And because of their wise decisions, they managed to escape unharmed.

"I just said..."

The man turned around.

He was about to say something, but lost his voice as if his throat was stuck.

He saw a pale human face protruding from the chest of his companion beside him.

The companion's eyes widened and he coughed up a mouthful of blood: "Run away..."

However, where can he escape to?

It didn't take long.

In the darkness of the hut, there was a tooth-piercing chewing sound.

******
Not just these two.

Around the temple, all the cultivators in a large area were affected by this evil wave.

The monks who were a little further away hid far away and did not want to approach this area.

They were shocked: "There, what happened?"

In a tall temple.

Yun Wuhen noticed something and raised his head.

Beside him, there were also many monks following him, all of whom hugged each other to keep warm for survival.

Immediately someone asked: "Young Master Wuhen, what happened?"

Yun Wuhen shook his head lightly.

"do not know."

"But maybe...something that will determine our fate is about to happen."

******
The people around An Le naturally didn't know what other people were thinking.

Even knowing it doesn't help.

Because, a huge number of evil spirits and god statues have arrived around the temple.

They did not attack immediately, but stayed in place.

As if waiting for something.

Even so, those deformed, bloody, or tall existences still brought a great sense of oppression.

In the temple, fell into silence.

It seems that only the heartbeat and breathing of people are left.

Even the sound of a needle falling could be clearly heard.

Even if everyone predicted the enemy's arrival in advance from An Le's mouth.

But when they really appeared in front of their eyes, people still felt a sense of suffocation and despair.

'There are so many? '

'very scary……'

'Could it be, are we really doomed? '

Even Xiong Batian, Bai Xianyou, Gu Qiutong and other arrogances in the eyes of ordinary people all changed their expressions slightly.

In deathly silence.

Someone couldn't help but ask, "Can we... win?"

"Can win."

An Le said lightly: "Trust me."

The sound is not too loud, but it is powerful.

It was obviously just an ordinary promise.

But for some reason, a wave of confidence arose out of nowhere in everyone's heart, which dispelled the invisible haze.

The depression in the crowd dissipated a little.

Someone said it jokingly, calling An Le by his nickname.

"Then I'm counting on you, ghost-faced man!"

"Friend ghost, we will entrust our little life to you."

"Kill them all! Kill them all!"

A monk is also a human being, with emotions and desires, and fear.

Their voices gradually became louder, emboldened for themselves, and their morale gradually increased.

Bai Xianyou glanced at people's reactions and thought.

'I'm afraid, only the ghost-faced man can make them trust so much. '

'I... am far inferior to him! '

Gu Qiutong stared at An Le, his eyes sparkling.

'As expected of the man I like. '

******
An Le naturally wouldn't wait for Xie Chong to be fully ready.

Follow the plan prepared in advance.

Taking advantage of the mysterious power of the temple's protection, everyone used long-range spells to launch two rounds of bombardment against the evil spirits outside.

boom!
Spirit Fire, Lightning Palm, Red Sun, Flying Sword...

Various spells fell.

They are all foundation-building monks, who doesn't have the unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box with one or two hands?

The momentum is huge and the power is amazing.

The turbulence caused by the spiritual power almost formed a storm, sweeping violently to the surroundings.

In the blink of an eye, no less than five god statues were destroyed, and several evil spirits were involved and died on the spot.

Among them, the most eye-catching ones are Bai Xianyou and An Le's attack methods.

Taiyikong's palm is indeed very extraordinary.

With each palm falling, the huge spiritual power is compressed, as if there is a faint stream of light surging.

dazzling.

The air resonated with it, making a silent palm print.

Full of "empty" artistic conception.

Even the sturdy body of the statue could hardly bear it, its core was shattered and it flew out backwards.

As for the An Le on the side, it was more simple and rude.

With a single finger, a heavy cannon with spiritual power was fired instantly.

boom!
boom!
boom!
An Le's spiritual power poured out like he didn't need money, like an enhanced version of Gatling with super powerful firepower.

In the direction the palm is pointing to, the evil god statue has lost countless lives and injuries in an instant.

Fear stems from lack of firepower.

Now, An Le deeply understands the meaning of this sentence.

However, the enemy is definitely not a dead thing to serve as a target.

After realizing the intentions of An Le and the others, they stayed a little far away, staring at them coldly and viciously.

"It's actually the same as what the ghost-faced man said..."

"Are they controlled by someone?"

An Le had expected this, so he only ordered two rounds of bombing.

In these two days of deduction, he has basically been able to confirm that the evil spirit and the god statue are not fighting independently, but are driven by a ghost general to have such an abnormal performance.

******
Among the dense crowd of evil things.

The aura of a black shadow is different, superior to other evil spirits.

This person is wearing a purple robe, with a slender figure, and his aura is almost as strong as Jindan!
He has a weird appearance, his eyeballs are dark purple all over, and there are several horizontal, long and narrow cracks under his eye sockets, giving him an indescribable sense of incongruity.

And in the middle of the forehead, there is a vertical eye.

Therefore, he was called "the three-eyed ghost king" by his subordinates.

"Huh? Still dare to fight back?"

The three-eyed ghost raised his eyebrows in surprise, with a sneer on his face: "It's really courageous."

Most of the monks he met along the way were only concerned with fleeing, and none of them dared to resist.

"However, that's it for you."

"Just to make my collection more perfect..."

Behind the three-eyed ghost, several evil spirits were carefully holding a slender bone staff.

At least ten meters long and two meters thick.

Countless human heads were piled together to form this bone staff.

There are youths and women.

There are old people and children.

Obviously, these human heads were collected by him in extremely ancient times.

The Three-Eyed Ghost Lord used a strange secret technique to make them come alive instead of rotten.

Those painful expressions still remain on the faces of the heads. The eyeballs of each head have been gouged out, and the eye sockets are empty and dark.

There are also heads that are extremely fresh, as if they have just been beheaded not long ago.

Looking at the scepter with a human head, the Three-Eyed Ghost Lord became more and more satisfied.

"How can no one appreciate such a masterpiece?"

"Big, big man!"

At this time, a little evil spirit said: "The group of people... seems to have changed again."

The Three-Eyed Ghost Monarch felt disapproving.

"What about the change?"

"When the mysterious power of that temple dissipates, it will be their death!"

"They won't be so stupid as to come out to seek death, will they?"

Xiao Xiechong: "My lord, you can see it yourself."

The vertical eyes between the eyebrows of the three-eyed ghost flashed wisps of purple.

The picture inside the temple flashed into his eyes.

*****
Among the crowd, the tall and ferocious figure of the ghost-masked man stood out extremely.

"The time has come."

An Le looked around at the people behind him.

Afterwards, he rode on the black panther that Lao Mo had turned into, and the Misty Dragon in his hand appeared, and he shouted loudly.

"Everyone, follow me to kill the enemy!"

Looking at his generous and majestic back, the monks felt a surge of pride, leaving their fear behind, and followed his footsteps.

A group of people actually launched a charge towards the evil things that were several times their number!
Seeing this scene, the Three-Eyed Ghost Lord felt astonished and absurd.

'Aren't these people afraid of death? '

'This guy, who is he? '

He laughed angrily.

"Hahaha, what a bunch of idiots! They actually took the initiative to seek death?"

"Okay, you still dare to underestimate me, I want to show you what it means to be disabled..."

Suddenly, the three-eyed ghost's laughter stopped abruptly.

Because he saw that the hideous figure in the picture looked at him!
Moreover, under the red and black mask, there seemed to be an extremely terrifying existence.

'He saw me? '

'how is this possible? '

Before the Three-Eyed Ghost Lord had time to think, the scene in his eyes changed drastically.

Red and black seem to come alive, constantly twisting, expanding, and entangled.

Occupied his entire field of vision.

Like mud, like smoke, like slime...

Countless living creatures swim among them.

this moment.

The three-eyed ghost saw the abyss.

Then the abyss saw him too.

"caught you."

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The three-eyed ghost let out a piercing scream.

The vertical eyes between his brows twisted instantly, as if pierced by a thick needle, and the black blood flowed unstoppably.

"Damn it! You should die!"

"I am going to kill you!"

******
"Ghost brother, what's wrong?"

Gu Qiutong asked curiously.

She noticed that An Le seemed to be looking in a direction in midair.

"Nothing, just a little bug."

An Le replied calmly.

In my heart, I sighed regretfully.

'Unfortunately, it was not killed. '

In the previous two deductions, he had naturally met the Three-Eyed Ghost Monarch, and he knew that the other party was the leader of this group of evil spirits.

If it can be beheaded before the battle.

This battle will undoubtedly be much easier.

He calmed down his distracting thoughts for a while, and looked up at his eyes.

The group of evil creatures were already less than a hundred meters away.

A lot of Xie Chong's expressions were also a little surprised, as if they didn't expect this group of humans to dare to take the initiative to attack.

But there are only a few of them with residual rationality.

More evil spirits don't think that much at all, they just want to taste the deliciousness of flesh and blood and kill fresh human beings.

Under the greedy and malicious gaze, An Le smiled coldly.

"If you want to kill me, then... come and try!"

laugh……

In the sea of ​​smoke sinking into the dragon, faint smoke and dust quickly spread out, hiding people's figures.

Then, there was a buzzing sound.

Shen Long, who had been magnified several times, swept away with all his might.

Incomparably violent collisions with evil spirits and idols!
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