Immortality: My Spell Upgrades Infinitely

"The Zhao Gong thief who killed a thousand swords is finally dead."

"Good kill!"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish

"Oh, this world~"

 …

As soon as he entered the city, the noise kept ringing in his ears, and it was only then that Lu Chen realized that when the barking dog Mr. Zhao was doing evil, he was hit by Master Baoshu, and he was crushed to death with a bowl.

This is the scene in front of me.

Lu Chen hid in the crowd, his eyes flickered, he stretched out his hand, and a sword star appeared in his hand, and he flicked it lightly.

"噗~"

With the sound of a sword, Jian Xing quietly stabbed Yuan Baixi in mid-air.

"Bold!"

Yuan Baixi noticed it instantly, stretched out his sleeves, and a ray of light appeared under him.

The sword star pierced Guangbi and could not advance an inch.

Shoot back directly.

Yuan Baixi was about to look for the attacker, when he looked up and saw a huge alms bowl falling on his head, he couldn't care about anything else, he slapped it with his left hand, the mana in his body gathered into a huge palm print, and the alms bowl flew out with one palm, he squeezed it with his hands Trick, open your mouth and spit out:

"Huh~"

The strong wind howled, and pieces of white clouds flew out of his mouth.

for a while.

The wind and the cloud meet, and the lightning flashes and thunders.

Yuan Baixi's sleeves were fluttering, and he kept making tricks, and said angrily:

"Four Seasons...Astronomical Law!"

"Boom~"

 …

"Boom~"

Inside the Kuchan Temple, in the deepest meditation room, a thunderstorm woke up Master Benming. Looking around, he saw that the room was dim, and he didn't see a single person, and he didn't hear a single chanting. He whispered:

"Round deep~"

"Yuanqi~"

"Yellow eyebrows~"

The voice echoed repeatedly in the room, but he couldn't hear a reply. He frowned deeply, rubbed his numb legs, stood up tremblingly, and sighed:

"Old~"

"Squeak~"

He pushed open the door, and searched from one meditation room to another, but there was no sign of anyone, his footsteps faltered, and his heart... became more and more flustered.

"Yellow eyebrows~"

"Yellow eyebrows~"

"Huangmeier, come out~"

"come out!!"

When he came to the darkest execution hall, he was stunned for a moment, he saw all the people he wanted to find, all of them! It was a pile of corpses piled up by hundreds of people.

Under the pile of corpses, a little bald head stood with his head bowed.

The little bald head shook his head and shrugged his shoulders, as if he was chewing something. In the shadows in front of him, stood rows of twisted black figures.

"Yellow eyebrows!!"

"You...you even secretly learned Yinhunbao!"

The stern shout made Huang Meier stop, and he turned around slowly, only to see a half-gnawed ghost in his hands, his mouth was black, and he nodded to Master Benming:

"Ang, hungry~"

"You... you evil! King Kong and Ghost Chew, how can there be such monsters in the world, I actually... thought that I should have strangled you to death long ago!"

Master Benming knelt down on the ground.

Old tears!

I regret it!

Huang Meier let go of the ghost that had gnawed most of it, and smiled innocently:

"Master...Master, I actually like your eyeballs the most!"

"Ah~~"

On this day, Huang Mei'er killed her master and ancestor, slaughtered the Kuchan Temple, and stepped into the realm of vertical law in one step!

 …

"Boom~"

"Spring thunder falls~"

"Xia Yu Dao~"

Yuan Baixi's sleeves were fluttering, gathering the strength of the four seasons, and being in the wind and rain, he was about to teach the beggar monk in front of him a lesson, but he suddenly turned his head to look down, and exclaimed:

"What a strong resentment!"

After the words fell, they quickly fell towards the Kuchan Temple below, leaving Yuan Baixi standing alone in mid-air, his face turning blue and turning white.

Lu Chen was thoughtful.

He crossed the streets and chased Master Baoshu. When he stepped on the hill where the Kuchan Temple was located, he saw Master Baoshu knocked down the meditation room and was fighting with a short, bald head.

Fly up and down.

Rumble.

It was Huang Meier.

Huang Mei'er was covered in golden light, opened and closed, and the bowl bowl was loudly smashed by her small fist, facing the second-level Baoshu mage, she didn't lose the slightest bit of wind.

The two collided into one meditation room after another, fighting for life and death, flying all the way down the hill, and gradually drifting away.

"This Huang Meier has actually entered the second level."

Lu Chen frowned slightly, and then relaxed, no longer thinking about it, and not in a hurry to catch up, walked into the Kuchan Temple, passing by along the way, without seeing a single person, so he said with a smile:

"Yaoyao, we happened to collect the incense here."

"Hmm~"

Meng Yao nodded happily, her small white teeth gleaming.

The two came to the Daxiong Palace, Meng Yao opened his mouth and inhaled, and the huge amount of incense condensed into exquisite prayer coins, which fell into Meng Yao's little hands with a "crash".

Wait until the incense is exhausted.

A total of seventy-eight prayer coins have been gathered, and the original consumption of nearly half of the prayer coins has increased to one hundred and thirty-two.

Great harvest!

"not bad."

Lu Chen nodded in satisfaction, took Meng Yao out of the treasure hall, and walked around the Kuchan Temple until he stepped into the punishment hall, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw the entrance of the punishment hall.

One person sat cross-legged.

There was a finger hole in his forehead, two lines of blood and tears flowed, and a pair of eyeballs were gouged out, and his whereabouts were unknown.

This person.

It was the Great Master Benming who had met Lu Chen a few times.

And in the depths of the execution hall, there was a pile of corpses. There were hundreds of corpses overlapping each other, each of them was wearing light-yellow monk clothes, and the death was extremely miserable.

That look!

That look!

That scene!

Lu Chen just glanced at it, and knew that most of these people died of [Ghost Report ~www.readwn.com~ he was too familiar with it.

As a result, a picture appeared in the mind. Someone locked hundreds of monks who had been casted in the execution hall in the execution hall, and killed a few of them casually. In an instant, the entire execution hall exploded.

When it stopped, there was no one alive.

"Yellow eyebrows?"

Lu Chen gasped, "Be good, this little guy is too ruthless,

However, even Huang Mei'er has practiced Yinhun retribution, plus Yuanzhen from before, I think this Kuchan Temple is also a place where filth is hidden, and it's good to exterminate the family.

No one is distressed, and it will save others from harming others!

Lu Chen took two steps forward and reached out to search Benming's body. He remembered that Master Benming had cultivated a kind of spiritual eye, which was very rare, and it was for this reason that he became an enshrinement of the Zhenbing Mansion.

Regarding this, Lu Chen's eyes... were greedy.

"No?"

Not only is there no method, there is not even a grain of spiritual sand.

"let it go."

Just as Lu Chen was about to turn around and leave, Yaoyao on top of her head blinked her big eyes, and suddenly said:

"Brother, the big bald head is alive~"

"Alive?"

Lu Chen suddenly turned around, and saw black smoke billowing from the empty eyes of Great Master Benming. In a blink of an eye, another Master Benming gathered above the corpse.

The cassock floats!

Startled speechless!

"Resentful soul?"

"Hmm~"

Yaoyao nodded, licked her little mouth, and added:

"It's very fragrant."

"..."

Lu Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this is obviously true, and no one tortured you, how could you form a resentful soul by yourself, and you can still show up during the day.

This... how much resentment this should be.