Jiayou fun things

Chapter 487 Killing the Heavenly Monarch (7)

With a loud roar, Hu Tianjun took the blood pill, and just recovered to [-]% of his mana, but suddenly consumed [-]%, leaving only [-]% of his mana.

Hu Tianjun's eyes, one black and one white, suddenly changed color, turned into blood, and then turned into a turbid cold.He activated the secret method of the photo studio, burning the essence and blood, and instantly the medicinal power of the blood pill merged into the soul, and at the cost of losing [-]% of the essence and blood, the mana was quickly replenished to [-]%.

[-]% blood!

Hu Tianjun's heart is bleeding!

If [-]% of the blood essence of half-step heaven and man is exchanged for ordinary chicken and duck blood with its stored energy and origin, it can drown more than a hundred Alderwood cities!

So wasted!

Hu Tianjun roared, facing the golden light emanating from the lion's roar, he stepped forward forcefully, his left eye jumped suddenly, and a fist-sized, dusty, translucent orb without any light and shadow sprayed from his eyes. out.

When the orb spun, a large piece of subtle and invisible fluctuations in the void jumped rapidly, perfectly matching the mana fluctuations and dao rhyme orbits of the opponent's lion's roar, neutralizing and melting this powerful lion's roar in an instant.

This is another treasure of the photo studio, "Heaven and Earth Return Together". It has no direct lethality or destructive power, but it can use extremely miraculous means to combine yin and yang, liangyi biochemistry, eliminate magic spells, and dissolve prohibitions. , can erode formations and dissolve magic weapons, and is an auxiliary treasure for infiltrating and assassinating studios.

The evil spiritual treasure of Yuling Banner was suppressed to death by the roar of the Buddhist demon-subduing lion, but it was easily canceled out by this heaven and earth return together!
Hu Tianjun's right eye also jumped, a cloud of scarlet blood rushed out, and a sharp insect's cry shook the heavens and earth. In the blood light was a thumb-sized giant mosquito with six wings carved out of blood-colored colored glass.

The body of this six-winged mosquito is only the size of a thumb, but its sharp mouthparts popped out suddenly, but it was a full foot long, sharp and thin, and flickering with cold light, bringing a blood-colored lightning, piercing the place where the lion's roar broke out just now .

This is not a magic weapon, let alone a spiritual treasure, but an ancient poison that the ancestors of the studio found somewhere. When the world of Yuan Lingtian was opened, it was naturally conceived.The people in the photo studio don't know what this guy's name is, but because of its characteristics, it's called 'knocking bones and sucking marrow'!
This mosquito has only one ability, which is to pierce the monk's bones. In a ten-thousandth of an instant, it empties the monk's bone marrow, swallows all the energy of the opponent, and turns the opponent into a mummy.

Its flight disappeared, its speed was unbelievably fast, and its long mouthpart was so sharp that it was almost comparable to an innate Lingbao-level sword. Ordinary defensive treasures couldn't stop it from stabbing lightly.

For many years, many masters and celebrities of Yuan Lingtian died inexplicably. They all knew that it was the hands of the studio, but no one knew how the studio did it.

Knocking the bones and sucking the marrow just flew out, suddenly, the world is in mourning!
God, it's getting dark.

The land is lifeless.

In the void, an inexplicable emotion that made people extremely sad struck mightily.

A strong bitter taste, like 30 different kinds of birds and beasts, [-] bitter galls were extracted, boiled into [-] juices, and the bitter taste was forcibly poured into the mouth, from the soul to the body, from skin to flesh to bone To the marrow, the internal organs, was enveloped by this psychological and physical bitterness at the same time.

"All living beings are suffering... Suffering!"

An old and hoarse voice came from a distance.

Hu Ping's body swayed, his eyes turned white, and yellow-green gall water kept coming out of his mouth—he was not the main target of this magical power, he just missed the auxiliary vehicle, and there was a little bit of blood spilled by the magical power. Yu Wei spread.

If so, his soul was almost instantly annihilated, his gall seemed to be violently grabbed and squeezed, the bile flowed backwards, and all the gastric juice was sprayed out of his mouth.

A radiant cold light shone from Hu Ping's body.

The life-saving secret curse blessed by the ancestor of the Hu family in the studio was launched, and it resisted most of the power of this magical power.Hu Ping burst into tears, wailed bitterly, and continuously sprayed yellow-green mucus from his nostrils and mouth. He was in extreme embarrassment for a while, and his whole body completely collapsed.

Hu Tianjun also shook his body, and the light in his cloudy eyes was scattered.

His mind and soul went blank for a while, and he felt that life was boundless and lifeless, and everything he did was meaningless and worthless... He began to reflect on everything he had done since he could remember, and then he Start to completely deny everything about yourself!
His life...was a tragedy.

His life, completely wrong.

His life should not exist.

He raised the Yuling Banner and was about to smash it down on his forehead. Once it was over, there would be no pain after death, no troubles after death, all his mistakes and sins would be washed away after death, and the world would be clean. It will be clear, and the whole universe will return to normal track.

He, Hu Tianjun, is a sinner.

Because of him, Yuan Lingtian will be in turmoil, the people will be in dire straits, wars will be everywhere, and all kinds of violence, evil, sin, and darkness will be full.As long as he, Hu Tianjun, is dead, he will see the blue sky through the dark clouds, and the whole world will become beautiful!

Die, die, there is no point in his life!
Well, let's wipe out this worthless animal son beside him!

Hu Tianjun raised his left hand, and was about to slap Hu Ping to death with one palm. At the same time, the Yuling Banner slowly fell towards his head, trying to completely obliterate himself and completely annihilate and destroy him.

The Yuling Banner shook violently.

Hu Tianjun's mana was drawn by [-]% in an instant, leaving only about [-]% of it.

A sharp ghost howl rushed out from the Yuling Banner, an extremely sinister and extremely cold aura enveloped Hu Tianjun's whole body, and countless war ghosts were paranoid and extreme fighting spirit filled Hu Tianjun's whole body.

The meaning of sorrow was forcibly offset by the Yuling Banner, Hu Tianjun's body shook, and around his spirit, the "crackling", the secret spell of protection of the spirit blessed by many ancestors of the Hu family in the studio, was shattered all over the ground.His soul was shaken violently, [-]% of the source of his soul was cut off in an instant, and he was hit hard like never before.

The soul was injured, and the Dao fruit was instantly affected. Hu Tianjun vomited blood, only to feel that he had just stepped into the realm of the half-step heaven and man for decades, and the realm slipped slightly, and he had already fallen into the realm of Zhao Void and half-step heaven and man. on the critical point.

But at least he restrained the urge to commit suicide and kill Hu Ping!

"Come on!" The hoarse old voice whispered just now.

The wings of the bone-cracking and marrow-sucking big flowered mosquito vibrated, bringing up a streak of blood, and flew out towards a wrinkled finger in the distance, which obviously belonged to the bad old man.

Hu Tianjun took a look, and he could only see a wrinkled finger.

The bone-sucking bone-sucking marrow that had been bred for countless thousands of years by the previous owners of his studio with his own blood was unexpectedly transformed by someone's cry, wagging his little tail obediently, and defected to the enemy.

Knocking the bone and sucking the marrow lightly landed on the wrinkled fingers, and rubbed the other's fingers affectionately with the mouthparts.

That appearance, where does it look like a mosquito?
It's clearly a heartless dog who was cheated by the big ribs!
"Thief bald!" Hu Tianjun hissed and cursed.This kind of method, apart from the bald thieves of the Buddhist sect, not even those evil spirits in Yuan Lingtian, those giants of the magic way who are best at deceiving people's hearts, are not so effective!

The demon bosses of Yuan Lingtian are best at sucking people's souls and blood, and plundering you.

But if you want to talk about this kind of transmigration...except for the bald man of Buddhism, who else can do it?
Reminiscent of Wuxin who killed Buddha just now, and that inexplicable silver Buddha statue, who killed Hu Tianjun today, do you still have to ask?

Hu Tianjun's mind was in chaos, he was traumatized, and now his little head is not enough.

He couldn't figure out what was going on.

The photo studio seems to have no conflict with the bald thieves?

For 3 years, since World War I, Buddhism has been a street mouse in Yuanlingtian, everyone shouted and beaten, and a few Buddhist masters all hid themselves as local mice, and Buddhist thieves never dared to show their faces.

On the contrary, some Buddhist scum... Well, it's the kind of incense money that makes the hands feel weak, helps the female benefactor to deliver the child so that the waist is sore, and running around in their own fields to collect rent and taxes has both legs broken. The kind of fat monk with big ears who confuses believers with a slippery tongue, they are still regular customers of the photo studio!

There are often monasteries entrusting photo studios to help solve the problem because they are competing for territory and cannot solve the other party. There are always thousands of entrustments every year for such things in the huge Yuanlingtian!

The photo studio and Buddhism should be partners!

"Thieves are bald... What do you want to do? My studio and your Buddhist school have always been in harmony with each other!"

Hu Tianjun roared hastily.

Then, a long dragon roared in front of him.

That's a dragon... No, it's a golden, shining fist almost the size of Hu Tianjun's head.The heavy and terrifying fist erupted with a strong light, bringing a long stream of light, turning into a lifelike long dragon with distinct scales and armor, with a terrifying aura of shattering everything and annihilating all beings, the fist blasted towards Hu Tianjun's head .

This punch emptied the seven thousand miles of heaven and earth inspiration and deprived seven thousand miles of heaven and earth dao rhyme.

This punch made darkness within a radius of seven thousand miles, and the sunlight in the sky was completely sucked out by it.

With one punch, the sky and the moon change.

Therefore, within a radius of seven thousand miles, only this punch became the core of the entire world at this moment!
Heaven and earth return together, invalid!
This orb is good at deciphering supernatural powers and restraining formations, but it has no effect on this pure, primitive, head-to-head punch without any fancy.

Can't stop!
Hu Tianjun quickly judged the horror of this punch.

In his current state, he might not die after being punched, but he would be beaten half to death, and then basically lose all the strength to resist and escape.

Hu Tianjun mobilized his whole body's mana again, and the remaining [-]% of his mana, together with [-]% of his blood, was sucked away by the Yuling Banner.

The entire body of the Yuling Banner erupted with dazzling blood. Twelve three-foot-tall, heavy-armored, ferocious Zhan Gui Zun rushed out of the banner, holding a long knife, forming a battle formation, and moved towards the terrifying one. Fist went up.

Then, that punch was gone.

Disappeared without a trace.

Hu Tianjun's eyes widened in shock.

A flash of sword light flashed past, and a figure with six arms passed behind him.

One sword, the head flies.

A piece of rhododendron petals fell lightly and landed between Hu Tianjun's eyebrows, nailing his soul firmly in his head, unable to break free.

"It's good, it's good, the evil spirits are punished, and the merits are immeasurable!"

In the void, the joyous laughter of several old monks who received Toutuo resounded.

(End of this chapter)