Poor monk is awesome

Chapter 351 Ten Deaths Without Life ([-])

Even though everyone resisted desperately, the number of monks was still decreasing, while the magic ants and bats became stronger and stronger after devouring the corpses of their dead companions and monks.

"If you die, don't enter the belly of these beasts!"

More and more monks chose to self-destroy the golden core in desperation, even if they could not harm these demonic creatures, they could still end up clean.

The superposition of dozens of monks self-exploding the power of the golden core together is far from being as simple as addition, and the surrounding spiritual power becomes chaotic and violent.

A large number of magic ants were swept away by the power of the explosion, and the magic ants closest to the explosion point were directly torn into pieces.

After Yi Weiyue shot hundreds of arrows in a row, his aura was exhausted. The aura in the Jindan state could only support him to shoot a hundred arrows, but now he has performed beyond normal. .

Not only was the spiritual energy depleted, Yi Weiyue's physical strength was also close to the limit by the continuous full-strength drawing of the bow. The speed of drawing the bow became slower and slower, gritting his teeth desperately to prevent his hand from shaking, biting the tip of his tongue hard, causing the violent The pain drives away the debilitating fatigue.

More than [-]% of the demonic beasts in Dongcheng were killed or injured, and the ten demon gods with condensed beast souls were besieged by demonic creatures, leaving only three. Down.

Donglin maintained a high-intensity high-speed mobile battle, and his aura couldn't support it anymore. His speed gradually slowed down, and his body seemed to be filled with lead.

A diabolical bat bit him, but he managed to dodge it, his body was brushed by the knife-like wings of the diabolical bat, Donglin let out a muffled grunt, a long and narrow wound appeared on his abdomen, and blood poured down.

Enduring the pain, Dong Lin put his feet on the ground and flew up to catch up to the demonic bat. He struck out like lightning with both hands, and stabbed fiercely at the intersection of the bat's wings and body.

The Demonic Bat screamed, Donglin directly cut off its two bat wings, lost the bat wings, the Demonic Bat fell down, Donglin stepped on the Demonic Bat's head, and flew back group of monks.

The demonic bat that lost a pair of bat wings and fell was quickly devoured by the demonic ants.

At this moment, Tianfu City is full of dark demonic creatures, Zhou Wendao and Yi Weiyue, the two groups of monks, are like two candles that may be extinguished at any time in the sea of ​​these demonic creatures.

In the sky, Jiu Jie was suppressed by the aura of the young man called the Demon Ancestor, trembling slightly, his clothes were wet with sweat, as if he was fished out of the water, he was a little out of breath.

Watching Tianfu City being destroyed by demonic creatures, watching millions of people being devoured in an instant without even bones left, watching monks blew themselves up in despair.

Jiu Jie's eyes became more and more sad, and his heart was full of despair. It was a kind of despair that was sad to the depths of the bone marrow, a sense of powerlessness in the face of a huge gap in strength.

Why, why can't you protect them!

Why do you watch them die without help!
Why you seem to be strong enough but still can't save the person you want to save!

Jiu Jie's eyes are getting redder and redder like blood.

And below, Zhou Wendao, who was floating in the air with his eyes closed, also opened his eyes suddenly, revealing his eyes turned into a piece of pure white, black and white sword energy lingered all over his body, and all the demonic creatures approaching were torn into pieces!
"Because..." Jiujie, who was holding Buzhou Mountain with blood-red eyes in the sky, and Zhou Wendao, who was holding a black and white Dao sword and had white eyes on the ground, spoke at the same time, with the deepest despair and anger hidden in their voices.

"We are not strong enough, weakness is the original sin!" The two whispered at the same time, their voices hoarse.

The two waved their weapons at the same time, Zhou Wendao turned into white light and flew towards Jiu Jie, while Jiu Jie's body glowed with a strong red light, and the white halo behind him became as terrifying as blood-stained.

The white light and the red light collide together, and all the experiences of this life emerge from the eyes, what is different bodies with one heart, and what is life-to-life connection.

Tens of thousands of years ago, all the immortal soldiers and generals who chased the mad sage and entered the Mysterious Spirit Realm were slaughtered, their immortal souls were incomplete, resentment and immortal thoughts intertwined, forming a lotus flower of good and evil, which was picked by the mad sage and refined into himself The blood essence cultivates spiritual thoughts, one turns into three, one escapes into the wilderness, and the other escapes into the cold state.One escaped into Yunzhou.

Since then, the tens of thousands of years of war between the Qiankun Dynasty and the Quartet forces began.

The blood of hundreds of millions of monks, common people, and monsters was spilled on the wild and cold land, and the bones turned into fertile soil.The spiritual accumulation is the nourishment, and the flesh and blood corpses are the soil to cultivate the three spiritual thoughts.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and time has passed by.

24 years ago, in Yunzhou, one night, the Zhou family, an ancient family that has been inherited for thousands of years, gave birth to a baby born with Taoism. When he was born, a white light shone in the sky, and the night turned into day, and the family celebrated.

The next day, the strong men of the Zhou family died one after another strangely and tragically, and the baby was considered an ominous person. The founder of the Taiji Palace in Dongwei Prefecture came all the way to accept the baby in person.

16 years ago in the Northern Region of the Imperial Dynasty, Hanzhou, a family gave birth to a baby. The moment the baby was born, the sky seemed to be stained red with blood, and the entire Lingxuan World could be seen faintly. The next day, the entire village died tragically. He survived fifteen days without dying, and was brought back to Wanfa Temple by Master Jingkong from Wanfa Temple in Ximengzhou.

Also 16 years ago, a baby was born in a small tribe in the wilderness. At birth, the tribe was shrouded in Buddha light, and the baby was born with a Buddha body. Regardless of the dangers, Master Jingkong of Wanfa Temple went deep into the wilderness to take the baby away.

Time changed, and the three babies grew up separately. In Taiji Palace, there was a young palace master named Zhou Wendao, and in Wanfa Temple, there were two little novice monks named Jiujie and Jiukong.

Born the earliest Dao Body Spiritual Mind Zhou Wen Dao awakened the earliest, he sensed the existence of Nine Precepts and Nine Spaces, the three are originally one, one survives, all three survive, one is immortal, and all three are immortal.

The patriarch in the Taiji Palace taught Zhou Wendao that the world is like a small pond surrounded by nets, and the three of them are like carps that have been carefully cultivated, and they were either slaughtered or turned into dragons.

The patriarch wanted to help them change their fate, Zhou Wendao asked the patriarch, what is their fate?
The patriarch said that it is a kalpa of ten deaths and no life, and it will eventually turn into nothingness, become the nourishment of the mad sage, and be swallowed by the mad sage.

Zhou Wendao asked who the mad saint is and where is it?

The patriarch pointed to himself, then to the west, then to the south, and then to the sky, then silently patted his head.

The west of Weizhou is the imperial territory, and the south of Weizhou is the wilderness. Where is it in the sky?

Zhou Wendao didn't understand, and couldn't figure it out.

He asked Patriarch how to change his life?

The patriarch said that destruction is life, killing needs to be solved, killing the mad saint can surpass the heavens, and destroying all causes and effects, good and evil, can be solved.

(End of this chapter)