The first cause of all realms

Chapter 72: Take Your Life! (Thanks to the leader Liu Ting Study Room)
Pulling out the wide butcher's knife from the wall, the killing intent still accumulated in Yang Yu's heart could no longer be suppressed.

Zhu Shisan was agitated by the evil spirit, and felt his body getting colder and colder.

call!
He tore off Zhu Shisan's coat casually and wrapped it around his waist. While the latter was still shaking, Yang Jue had already rushed out in one step.

He rushed to the place where the shouts of killing and evil spirits were the strongest.

"So fast!"

The shivering Zhu Shisan only felt the cold wind blowing in front of his eyes, as if in the blink of an eye, Yang Qian had appeared ten feet away, shaking a few times.

Already sprang out of the long street.

And even while running so fast, he could still control the terrifying pig-killing knife that was heavy at first glance, and calmly cut off the heads of all the wicked bandits.

"how come?"

Zhu Shisan almost forgot his own coldness, and couldn't believe it for a while.

In just half a year, how did this colleague who had known him for more than a year undergo such earth-shaking changes?

"The qi and blood gather together, like a fire glowing red...Where is it, the Black Mountain Prison?!"

When crossing the line, Yang Yu's knife will show no mercy, and the places where he passes are full of heads, whether they are bandits, Liansheng believers or local ruffians.

All those who take advantage of the fire to rob and commit crimes will be beheaded if none are left behind.

At the same time, his internal state after transformation clearly appeared in his mind.

From the limbs to the torso, from the viscera to the spine, from the coiled tendons like a dragon, to the almost condensed ribs on the front and back of the chest.

Ribs and tendons!

Breathing out the cold air, Yang Jue's heart was burning hot.

The god-seed is not a physical talent, but a supernatural power engraved in the depths of the soul. Once activated, it will be countered from the inside out.

It was only a few hours, and it was already an earth-shaking change!

It is different from the slow adaptation of external martial arts, which is derived from the soul, which is incomparably compatible with oneself.

Without any adaptation, one can fully grasp the majestic power under the blessing of nine bulls and two tigers.

The power of the bull and the tiger seems not uncommon. The guard before the blood exchange can wrestle with the buffalo, but it is a combination of skill and strength.

Without a change of blood, the strength of a person can hardly match a buffalo based on physical fitness alone.

Not to mention the gathering of nine bulls, more power of two tigers?

How powerful is this?
Yang Ju couldn't figure it out himself, he just felt that everything in front of him became fragile.

With every gesture, everything you see can be smashed, and even the ground under your feet can be smashed through!
"Hate the sky without a grip, hate the earth without a ring?"

A thought flashed in Yang Ju's mind, and it disappeared immediately.

With a sharp blade in his body, he will kill himself.

At this moment, Yang Yu had one and only one thought in his mind.

With this knife, kill all the inhuman pigs and dogs in the city!
kill!

kill!

kill!

……

Amid Ruoyouwu's shouts of killing, Wang Fobao woke up leisurely, just such a tiny movement of a trembling arm, the severe pain made this iron-clad man break out in cold sweat.

"Captain Wang..."

Looking at Wang Fobao, who was full of vigilance, Liu Qingqing's expression darkened, and her steps that were about to go forward paused slightly.

"Liu Qingqing?"

Struggling to shake off the clothes on his body, Wang Fobao stood up enduring the severe pain.

He didn't expect that he was still alive, and he didn't expect that it would be this Mr. Liu who he regarded as a fame-seeker who saved him.

But hearing the roar of fighting coming from outside, he still resisted the severe pain to go out, but after taking a step, he still couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Yuchilong's majestic divine palm was unparalleled in strength, he hit three palms in a row, and it was already a thousand-year-old ginseng that was hanging his life.

But even so, he was only half a step away from death.

"Wang catcher!"

Liu Qingqing's complexion changed.

There was no good place on Wang Fobao's naked upper body, and three overlapping palm prints appeared on his bleeding chest, which almost dented his chest.

On the back, there is even more flesh and blood erosion, viscera and spine can be seen.

"Your injury..."

Liu Qingqing stepped forward to put on clothes for him, feeling both respectful and ashamed.

Respecting him for being so seriously injured, he still wants to kill the thief, ashamed that he has a long sword, but he doesn't know who to cut.

"I can't die!"

Wang Fobao snorted, took out a porcelain bottle from his trousers with trembling hands, and drank it without looking at it.

"Violence scattered?!"

Liu Qingqing's expression changed drastically.

Violent Qi Dissipation is a life-threatening medicine!
No matter how many times the blood is exchanged, no matter what kind of method of qi conquest or martial arts, once you take this medicine, you will definitely die.

And its ability is that within half an hour after taking the medicine, the internal energy will skyrocket, and it will lose all pain perception in the body.

He wanted to stop it, but he still lowered his hand and murmured:

"Captain, you are powerless..."

"I can't live anymore..."

The exposed spine was tightly bound to the shoulders with clothes, and the pain disappeared, and Wang Fobao's complexion seemed to improve greatly.

Wang Fobao took a deep breath, as if he wanted to breathe out the rest of his life.

"call!"

Amidst the long breath, Wang Fobao rose from the ground, stepped on the eaves in the cold wind, mustering the last remaining strength.

He rushed to the place where the flames and evil spirits were the heaviest in the city.

Faintly, he seemed to hear a louder chanting sound in the firelight:

"The old mother's dharma body has descended to a great thousand, and has passed on all dharmas in the world!
Pangu was born in one day, and the heaven and earth have been distinguished from turbidity since then.

Nuwa was born on the second day, and Linghui came to the world.

At the beginning of the three-day birth of the Yuan Dynasty, all classes have their ancestors.

Four-day life morality..."

"My mother's seven-day creation scripture?!"

Wang Fobao's pupils shrank.

The Old Mother’s Seven Days Creation Sutra is a scripture handed down from the Liansheng sect, and it is also called the scripture of martyrdom.

Even those who belong to the Liansheng Sect will only recite scriptures before death, except on formal occasions to worship the Nine Mothers.

Could it be that the people taught by Liansheng have been driven to a dead end?
But the screams and killings in the city were clearly endless, and besides the flames, there was even the very familiar light of Yuchilong's vitality.

call!
Anxious in his heart, Wang Fobao sped up again, letting the blood spill behind him.

Not long after, he saw the Heishan Great Prison, which was already covered in flames.

At the same time, I also saw countless Liansheng believers dancing wildly in the flames, and the horror and wailing echoed the horror of this scripture.

And beyond the flames, dozens of preachers chanted the Genesis, rang the bells, and urged hundreds of congregants behind them to rush towards the flames.

Farther away, the masters of the Liansheng Sect headed by Yu Chilong were confronting the people in the yamen headed by Liu Wenpeng.

The two sides fell into a strange confrontation.

One side watched coldly, while the other side kept urging more people to throw themselves into the flames.

The disgusting burnt smell could be smelled hundreds of meters away.

"What are they trying to do?!"

Wang Fobao felt chills in his heart, let alone think about it, and at the expense of his body, roared and rushed towards the preachers who were urging the believers to throw themselves into the flames.

"kill!"

No pain, no feeling, the surge of internal energy, and endless killing intent, Wang Fobao didn't hold anything back.

The sound of shouting and shouting reverberated, like tigers like a pack of wolves, attacking the killer.

In just a few blinks, a dozen preachers who had changed their blood were scattered by him, but what made him shudder.

These preachers seemed to be insane. Under his heavy blow, if they didn't die on the spot, they would all rush towards themselves without fear of death.

Even if they are seriously injured, they will desperately drag the numb and despondent believers into the flames.

"What are they going to do?"

Wang Fobao was both shocked and angry, shocked by the actions of these lunatics, and angry at Liu Wenpeng's indifference.

These believers are not heinous. At the root of it, these people are just poor people who can't afford food, look down on diseases, let alone have no education and know nothing.

"Liu Wenpeng! You are in vain the parents of a county."

Wang Fobao roared angrily, and his subordinates were even more merciless.

But he is not afraid of death, and these Taoists of the Liansheng Sect are also not afraid of death.

For a while, even if he took the Violence Powder, he still couldn't kill the master who had changed his blood after hundreds of changes.

"The savior is here!"

Seeing Wang Fobao falling from the sky, Li Eryi almost cried out.

He thought he had won the trust of these lunatics, but how could he know that they wanted him to burn himself to death.

Seeing the chaos in the crowd, he almost ran into the back of the crowd with all his might.

"Wang Fobao? He's not dead?"

Liu Wenpeng, who was standing with a bow, saw this scene, and suddenly showed a smile:
"Yuchilong, you're in trouble."

"How did he not die?"

Yu Chilong's face was extremely ugly, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

Before midnight, if he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have almost died under Liu Wenpeng's arrow that was enough to pierce the city wall.

The rest of the masters of the Liansheng Sect also did not dare to act rashly.

Although Yu Chilong dodged that arrow, he shot and killed several of them who were close to three blood changes like a string of candied haws.

"Master Liu."

Behind Yu Chilong, a white-faced middle-aged man broke the deadlock:

"You can't do anything to us, and we can't do anything to you. If that's the case, why don't we cooperate? We can give you whatever you want."

"Cooperation?"

Liu Wenpeng fiddled with the big bow and said playfully:
"Why, are you willing to give me the 'Dao Fruit' I want in the prison?"

"you know?"

Yuchilong's eyes turned cold, and his murderous aura grew stronger.

"Only this thing cannot be given to you."

The man without a beard lightly took Yu Chilong's arm, smiled lightly and said:

"However, troubled times are approaching, if Master Liu agrees to cooperate, I, Lian Shengjiao, would like to support you to split the territory and become king!"

"Separate the territory, rule the king and dominate the hegemony. This is very tempting... But, who are you?"

Liu Wenpeng frowned, as if weighing the gains and losses.

"I'm Guo Han, it's not worth mentioning."

Seeing that Liu Wenpeng seemed to be moving, the man spoke a little faster:

"Da Ming lost its deer, and the whole world pursues it! The position of the world's co-lord, if a ruffian can do it, a beggar can do it, can Master Liu not be able to do it?
Does Master Liu not want to call himself a widow? "

"I heard that the believers who enshrine your Liansheng religion have to kneel down and beg even if they offer money, wives and daughters. Only you can accept it, right?"

Liu Wenpeng lightly plucked the bowstring, and spoke sharply:
"Sitting on thousands of hectares of land, and rich in wealth, this old man lived a happy life while whipping hundreds of slaves, but he never thought of being a dog for you!"

boom!
Suddenly, a muffled sound exploded in the sea of ​​flames.

The crimson sparks soared ten feet high in the wind and snow, and turned into a blood-red gourd shadow that was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom.

"Purple gold gourd!"

"It's really here, Kuixing's Dao Fruit has really come into existence!"

"Pity the old mother, save all sentient beings, be merciful..."

……

The shadow of the gourd formed by the flames just flashed by, and all the Liansheng disciples present went completely crazy.

The masters behind Yu Chilong were no longer afraid of Liu Wenpeng's divine bow, and rushed towards the crowd frantically, even bursting with blood.

More people will be sacrificed to the sea of ​​fire.

"Human sacrifice?! Beast!"

Wang Fobao writhed with blood, his fists and kicks were unparalleled, and he stopped the counterattack of a dozen crazy Lianshengjiao masters with his own strength.

boom!
But in the next moment, there was thunder in his ears.

"not good!"

He was terrified in his heart, and only had time to avoid the head, he was shot in the lower abdomen by an arrow that pierced through the air like lightning!
boom!
Even if it stimulates the inner qi, even if it boils the blood qi, even if it takes the violent qi powder.

Wang Fobao felt that he was like a piece of paper, easily pierced through, and before he even had time to let out a roar, he was nailed to death on the ruined wall more than ten feet away!

"Brother Wang, I'm sorry."

Liu Wenpeng stood with his bow in his hand, and drew the full moon again, scanning everyone present with a gloomy and indifferent tone:

"If there really is a Dao fruit in this world, someone like Liu can only be disrespectful!"

"Hoho~"

On the broken wall, Wang Fobao's limbs and bones were broken, but his red eyes were still staring at Liu Wenpeng, unwilling to die for a long time.

"I've been a colleague for nine years, and Liu will give you a ride...Huh?!"

Before Liu Wenpeng finished his words, he suddenly heard dull explosions like beating drums.

what?
He turned his head suddenly, and saw the wind blowing at the end of the long street, and a figure at a speed that made him a little terrified.

Hurricane is coming!

From hundreds of feet away, he uttered a violent shout that contained endless killing intent:

"Old pig dog, take your life!"

　The fourth is sent.From Projection to Da Dao Ji, and then to First Cause, the three books are all leaders.Thank you, study.

　
(End of this chapter)