Chapter 41

Mana was exhausted.

Dharmakaya was severely damaged.

The only one he could rely on, Li Gui, was also unable to move. At this moment, Master Xuanshui was almost no different from ordinary people except for his dharma body that was leaking everywhere.

woohoo-

Ten black smoke dragons drilled back and forth in his seven orifices, making hunting sounds, devouring Master Xuanshui's soul, sucking his essence, and drinking his blood.

"no no!--"

Master Xuanshui struggled violently, but it was useless.

He screamed, but his voice became more and more hoarse and weaker.

The whole person is aging rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. After the energy and blood are drained, the essence is sucked dry, and the soul is completely swallowed, Master Xuanshui's dharma body is shriveled and thin, and the skin membrane gradually turns dark brown. in a circle.

Puff.

Collapsing on the ground, it has become a mummy.

This time.

The dozen or so disciples left in the tomb were all terrified, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Master Deadwood was torn into a pile of flesh and blood by Xu Luo.

Now Master Xuanshui was turned into a mummy by Xu Luo somehow.

How to do?
do not know.

Nobody knows.

But one thing, they all know that now the three masters are dead, including the big disciples Guan Jinhua, Li Dong, and Bai Junye, who have also been killed by the shock.

If Xu Luo started to kill, then people like himself would not be his opponents at all. Thinking of this, the others immediately rushed to the tomb door, trying to escape.

just.

Just move your feet.

A figure flashed past and stood in front of the tomb door.

Wearing a black robe.

Three thousand black hair.

There is a harmless smile on the delicate face.

If it wasn't Xu Luo, whoever it was.

"I'm sorry everyone, if you still have the next life, remember not to take the path of the devil! Jie Jie Jie——"

The seemingly gentle smile at the corner of Xu Luo's mouth suddenly became sinister and ferocious, and he waved his hand, wow!Ten streaks of black smoke turned into ten streaks of dark giant hands.

Click!Click!Click——

Most of these disciples were at the early stage of gas transformation, and they couldn't bear the power of the spirit of guilt at all. Under the suppression of the dark giant hand, they were instantly smashed to pieces.

"No! Don't kill me, I can do anything for you, no—don't—"

Liu Qingrou's horrified cry came, and was immediately suppressed into a cloud of blood mist by the dark giant hand.

died.

are dead.

Xu Luo looked very calm, neither the thrill of killing, nor the so-called nervous excitement, nor a trace of guilt or sympathy.

From the day he joined the Chilian Sect, he buried the last bit of kindness in the deepest part of his heart.

The only way to avoid being eaten in the bloody river full of bones in the Mo Dao is to eat others.

walk over.

Putting the storage bag of the dead wood master and the still beating heart of the ghost into the bag, the bag of the master Xuanshui, including the dying little ghost Benyuan who was nailed to the wall, and even Li Dong, Guan Jinhua and everyone else's bags were also picked up.

For the act of licking a bag, you either don't lick it, or if you want to lick it, lick it clean!

Thieves do not leave empty space, and demons do not leave people behind.

"quack!--"

"Good kill, good kill, croak! Quack quack—"

The dark crow's shrill and thin voice came from nowhere, and it sounded very happy: "What a hidden, vicious little bastard, when you snatched the golden silk from the past, The patriarch knew that you, a brat, are a talent, with a bit of the demeanor of Kuiyin, not bad! Not bad! Quack quack!"

Xu Luo ignored the crow and jumped directly into the pit.

"Little boy, you have killed everyone now, and you are the only one left. You can enjoy this sunflower tree all to yourself, quack quack! You have a golden silk in your hand and a sunflower tree beside you, and you can practice heavenly magic body, it's only a matter of time, quack quack!"

"Little brat, as long as you obediently listen to the old ancestor's words, the old ancestor promises to make you a peerless demon king who dominates this era!"

"Quack quack! If that kid Kuiyin had listened to the old ancestor, he wouldn't have died here, quack quack!"

Xu Luo turned a deaf ear to it, walked to the sunflower tree, embraced it with both hands, and exerted force suddenly.

Click!

The sunflower tree moved a little.

"Little bastard! How dare you!!——"

When Xu Shi found out that Xu Luo was going to pull up the tree, the crow's triumphant cry immediately became angry: "Little bastard! You are so fucking greedy!! Stop it! Stop it for the ancestor!"

Xu Luo mobilized his mana, and pulled out the sunflower tree with all his strength. Although the sunflower tree shook a little, it was just shaking, and he couldn't pull it out with all his strength.

Whoosh whoosh—

Once again, ten white bones and black flags were sacrificed, and they turned into ten black smoke dragons to tightly entangle the inner three layers and the outer three layers of the sunflower tree.

"Get up!"

Click!Click!Click!

The rhizomes of sunflower leaves are pulled out one by one from the soil.

"Damn little bastard, the ancestor has already let you practice here, and you fucking plan to pull out the sunflower tree of the ancestor, do you—really think that the ancestor can't do anything to you?"

Rumbling--

There was a roaring sound from the tomb, followed by violent turmoil.

With a bang, the door of the tomb seemed to be rushed open by a force, and the surging black wind swept the white hair all over the sky and whizzed towards it.

Xu Luo immediately lit the secluded lamp to cover himself, and continued to pull up trees!
Click!Click!
As the roots were pulled out, the sunflower tree shook more and more.

"Little brat! You are only at the seventh level of energy transformation, with a little bit of mana, the ancestors will see how long you can last!"

The black wind was like a tsunami, and the waves were higher than the waves. The mana in Xu Luo's body was running low.

The soul cauldron is suspended above the head, and when it rotates, the pure and full Yinyuan essence in it turns into seven smokes and connects with the seven orifices. With a sudden inhalation, the billowing Yinyuan essence is absorbed into the body and transformed into mana.

"You... little bastard!! You damn... you are carrying such a soul cauldron full of Yin Yuan essence, you damn... really opened the eyes of the ancestor!"

When mana is exhausted, it can be replenished at any time.

This is something any monk knows.

but.

Usually everyone uses pills to restore mana.

No one has ever carried a Soul Cauldron with him like Xu Luo, and it is full of Yin Yuan essence, so he can directly nourish it like this.

What is the essence of Yin Yuan? This is accumulation.

And it is also the raw material of food.

Under normal circumstances, no one would supplement raw materials in this way, because it is too wasteful, and if it is refined into a elixir, the value will be greater and higher.

of course.

This is only for other mages.

For a nouveau riche like Xu Luo who has his feet on the doomsday world and relies on unlimited resources, being rich is such arrogance!

What is wasted is not wasted.

does not exist!
"Get out for me!"

Xu Luo roared angrily, and with the assistance of the ten shadowy spirits, he finally pulled out the Taiyin sunflower tree by its roots.

"You son of a bitch!!!! Leave the Taiyin sunflower tree to the ancestor! Otherwise, the ancestor will tear you apart!"

"Little Crow, goodbye! Jie Jie Jie—"

Whoosh!
Disappeared.

Just like that, it disappeared in place, only the sinister laughter echoed in the tomb.

"Little, little brat?"

"Where's the person? Where's your motherfucker?"

"How did you disappear?"

"What about people?"

Seeing Xu Luo who disappeared without a trace, and looking at the empty tomb, the crow was completely stunned.

After a long time, the crow roared angrily: "Little bastard! You must die—"

Whoosh! ——

Inexplicable.

Xu Luo appeared out of thin air again.

After appearing, without saying a word, he ran directly outside the tomb.

Sunflower tree he wants.

The ghost banner on the top of the tomb is even more coveted.

After all... it's all here!
(End of this chapter)

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