Miro Blue Scroll

Chapter 194

The water mist rolled, the mist rose, and the auras gathered together, and Mi Luo used the body of the well god to manifest his holiness.

The pure and holy aura spread to the surroundings. Wherever they passed, both Wang Sheng and Yang Daoren's limbs were limp. As for the accompanying soldiers, they had already been stimulated by the power of the gods, and they collapsed on the ground, trembling at Miro.

As Mi Luo's eyes fell, these soldiers all fell into a dream, and then began to fall into a series of illusions based on their own experiences and thoughts.

But Mi Luo's attention was on the lotus beside him. Among them were ten children, three with dog fur, seven with purple complexions, and a slender meat rope hanging around their necks. The souls who sacrificed for the sake of refining the magic weapon.

He stretched out his hand, lowered a little bit of spiritual light, and wiped off the fur and purple on those children, restoring them to their original appearance.

It's a pity that there is only numbness and pain in the pupils of these children.

Lin Daoren clenched his fists, and the resentment on his face became more intense.

Mi Luo sighed, and a spiritual light appeared behind him. Through the light, a small world originated from the painting unfolded, and the quiet and peaceful atmosphere inside caused some waves in the dead hearts of the children. Under the traction, slowly walk into it.

Immediately, Mi Luo picked up the skull again, stretched out his hand, and rescued the souls within.

And the image of this soul is even more miserable than the previous few children.

The limbs were cut off, the facial features were destroyed, and only one tooth remained.

When he was rescued, Huang Ming's soul only had the instinct to bite wildly towards the surroundings, as if attacking some invisible magic weapon.

"brute!"

Lin Daoren looked at Wang Sheng and roared, his eyes burning with intense anger: "Who taught you this kind of sorcery that hurts the soul?"

Wang Sheng gritted his teeth and was unwilling to answer, but Mi Luo said coldly: "The reason why you don't answer is because you are convinced of Lin Daoren's character and my status as a god, so I won't torture you, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Sheng's expression changed instantly.

Taoist Yang beside him also seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Mi Luo, who looked like a god of wells, in horror.

"God?"

Lin Daoren also looked at Mi Luo in surprise, but he didn't want Mi Luo to just say indifferently: "As people of the righteous way, some things are really difficult for us to do. But there are some people in the world. No problem."

Lin Daoren couldn't help looking at Lianhua and Huang Ming, as if he had caught something and was missing something.

When his gaze changed, Mi Luo smiled: "In my early years, I learned a lot of supernatural powers and spells, and one of them is very interesting. It allows me to feel the pain experienced by others, and then transfer the pain to other people. Human body. I don’t know the two, do you have any idea of ​​trying it?”

Mi Luo said, looking at the two with a smile, before the two opened their mouths, there was already a faint moonlight turning in the pupils.

The next second, Lin Daoren was surprised to find that Mi Luo's face began to change, first he became Huang Ming, and then he changed into the appearance of those children before.

The amazing thing is that these shapes do not change one after another, but overlap, giving people a very wonderful visual impact.

Moreover, the expressions on these faces are constantly changing, as if they are enduring some pain.

Along with the change in expression, Miro's body also underwent some changes, either missing eyes, or growing fur.

And the two who looked at each other with Mi Luo first retorted tremblingly: "Why... why, maybe... there will be... such supernatural powers..."

The next second, the two felt that something was wrong with their bodies, and the pain was expanding.

Finally, they writhed and wailed on the ground.

"No... no... spare me, let me go... ah ah ah..."

Wang Sheng wanted to scratch up and down, but soon he lost feeling in his hands and feet and couldn't move. He could only stare wide-eyed and feel the pain on his face.

In contrast, Yang Daoren held his own neck, as if he was pinching himself, and seemed to want to remove something from his neck.

Breathing has been cut off, even the body of a monk is under inexplicable oppression, his face keeps turning red, and even starts to turn purple, his bloodshot eyes are wide open, and there are bursts of wailing from his throat.

"Mmmm... ah... um..."

Mi Luo just stared at them, and Lin Daoren wanted to dissuade them, but he didn't know how to speak. After all, Mi Luo was also enduring these tortures.

Moreover, Mi Luo's state at this time also made Lin Daoren a little uncertain.

With the ability of 【Xianyuan Baixisou】【Hundred Aspects of Life】to perceive the past and pain experienced by those children and Huang Ming, the more compassion Mi Luo felt in his heart, the more he looked at Wang Sheng and Yang Daoren. cold.

The moonlight in the depths of the pupils rotated, making the time the two experienced in the illusion constantly lengthened.

Mi Luo's illusion ability, through the blessing of various abilities, has already reached the limit of Condensed Reality, and even surpassed the level of Condensed Reality.

The powerful illusion, coupled with the gap in the realm of the two sides, and the mental state of the other party, doomed Wang Sheng and Yang Daoren to sink into it.

After about a stick of incense, Mi Luo felt that the spirits of the two had collapsed, so he stopped and asked softly, "Who taught you the sorcery that hurts the soul?"

"No one taught us, but we got it by accident when we went out again."

Daoren Yang panted heavily, and answered in a hoarse voice.

"Accepted by accident?"

Mi Luo smiled playfully, Daoren Yang and Wang Sheng, who hadn't recovered yet, shuddered, and then heard Mi Luo ask: "Inadvertently, there should be a process, say, how did you get it? "

"It's because we heard in the city that a scholar's home has a lot of books, and there are many mysterious ancient books. I wanted to borrow them at first, but he didn't agree. So, I..."

Daoren Yang gritted his teeth and said, "I will join hands with Wang Sheng to kill that man and take away the ancient books."

"Oh? It sounds like you two have done a lot of bad things. How about you two tell me how many bad things the other has done. Which one of you has done more, give me some time to experiment with supernatural powers, how about ?”

Mi Luo looked at the two with a smile, before they spoke, lowered the clear light to isolate the two, so that they could see the things above the other's nose, but they couldn't see the other's mouth.

Extreme fear fermented in the hearts of the two, and they began to tell each other's mistakes.

Listening to the words of the two of them shirking each other's responsibilities, Lin Daoren next to him didn't even bother to get angry.

But in the words of the two, they mentioned Lin Daoren's brother Shi Daoren.

They said that the other party sought personal gain by helping Taoist Shi collect materials more than once.

"That boy Wang Sheng was originally from Huangjia Village, but later the village was haunted by female ghosts, and it was said that his relatives provoked it. So he was kicked out of the village. After wandering around for a while, he was lucky enough to learn a sorcerer's magic. , just tried to toss the people who went out of Huangjia Village. Huang Ming, that kid, was doing well because of the attention of Daoist Shi in the past, and he had two quarrels with Wang Sheng. When Chang was practicing, he went to complain and was injured by Daoist Shi, and he also took the opportunity to kill Huang Ming."

Hearing Yang Daoren's words, Lin Daoren couldn't help asking: "Shi Daoren often hurts people?"

Seeing Lin Daoren's question, Yang Daoren couldn't help laughing and said: "Although I don't often hurt people, it's not much better."

"What does this mean?"

Lin Daoren frowned.

Wang Sheng, who could hear the part on the side, had a vague guess, couldn't help but sneer.

"Why do you think that Daoist Shi has improved so fast in these years? Didn't he let us help him make a mistake? Otherwise, why do you think his "Dongfang Jiayi Earthquake Palace [Defense] Method" is so fast, and you Do you really know what he is and why there is peace here? It’s a zombie! He made those soldiers who died in the battle restless after death, and they still have to guard the border.”

"But it's a pity that both the east and the north are stronger than us, and the zombies alone won't be able to stop them for too long. That's why your senior brother will try to improve his strength, in order to protect you who stay here Brothers in the back. Hahaha..."

As he said that, Wang Sheng raised his head and laughed, and Mi Luo suddenly interjected: "Just now, Taoist Yang told me that you have a liking for rape [prevention] women, and many women are the wives of those generals, I think they should be very happy." Pleased to meet you."

Hearing these words, Wang Sheng was like a duck being strangled by the neck, unable to make a sound anymore. At the same time, many illusions suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, pulling him into endless torture.

"Ah ah... ah... no... ah..."

The shrill scream made Yang Daoren's hairs stand on end. Under Mi Luo's gaze, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped his own heavenly spirit, smashing his skull and dying.

He even used the sorcery he had learned to destroy the memory of his soul in order not to fall into Mi Luo's hands after death.

Mi Luo, whose affairs were over for the time being, glanced at Lin Daoren. At this moment, his whole body seemed to have collapsed, and his soul was quite dim.

"What is the Daoist going to do next?"

Lin Daoren pulled himself together and said, "No matter what, I'm going to ask my senior brother for clarification."

ps: There are some minor mistakes in the settings above, and Wang Ming was changed to Huang Ming.

　Make up [-] monthly tickets for the previous month.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)