Douluo: I, rely on the goddess cloud to cultivate a god

Chapter 122
The cauldron was trembling, as if it was about to explode at any moment.

"Certainly……"

The blind monk pinched his hands and chanted the mantra, but found that it didn't work.

Then, he injected a drop of his own true blood.

The moment his essence blood touched the cauldron, his true blood burst into flames.

The blind monk was shocked, "Old man, come and help me."

The old Taoist hesitated, his eyes uncertain.

Could it be that this boy is really his elder brother Huang?

Inside the closed cauldron, Wang Hao felt comfortable all over. Although his body surface was cracked, he didn't feel any pain.

His chest was bleeding, and the wounds were severe, but healed quickly.

Because his grass-sacrificing martial soul helped him absorb the medicinal power in the cauldron, and even refined the cauldron, the rich medicinal power nourished his open wounds and tempered his body over and over again.

The temperature in the cauldron is getting hotter and hotter, but Wang Hao is getting more and more comfortable.

Grumpy Grumpy!

After being purified in the medicated bath, Wang Hao opened his mouth directly and began to drink in big gulps.

Because he found that his mouth was too thirsty, if he could move his hands, the medicinal bath glistening with red clouds entered his body, and it immediately surged in his body.

"It's cool, old bald donkey, I thank your eighteenth generation ancestors, hahaha..."

Wang Hao was surprised and delighted, and laughed.

Whoosh! ! !
Seeing that the situation was wrong, the old Taoist ran away with his granddaughter!
"Damn..." At this moment, the blind monk's head was as big as a bucket, and his face was covered with sweat. He couldn't control the cauldron.

bang.

And the king's limbs and bones made thunderous sounds, and the surface of the body shone with colorful luster.

Almost in an instant, the entire cauldron erupted with divine light, and the waves in it were monstrous, as if thousands of troops were having fun.

bang.

The lid of the pot was blown away by the air wave, and the Great Sacrifice Ba Saint Body Martial Soul appeared in the sky. Wang Hao's whole body burned and floated up from the pot.

One by one, the ancient gods, pieces of good fortune gods manifested at this moment, and worshiped the great sacrificial body and martial soul.

This sight was appalling, and the blind monk instantly backed up.

"Damn it!"

The blind monk cursed secretly, picked up his little granddaughter and fled away.

Because he felt the aura of the first opening of the world, that kind of aura may only exist in the era of Emperor Huangtian.

Boom!

However, Wang Hao's grass-sacrificing martial soul turned into a divine chain, which was drawn directly on the blind monk's body, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Twist."

Wang Hao yelled, and the divine chain bound the blind monk directly.

"Damn it!" The blind monk's head was as big as a bucket, and he was covered in cold sweat. He screamed in fear and wanted to break free, but there was a strong sacrificial force on the god chain, which directly imprisoned his body.

call out.

The Void Needle pierced through the space without form or body, and directly nailed the blind monk into the void, and blood spurted out of his chest immediately.

Wang Hao was afraid of accidents, so he gave another needle, and the Void Needle flew to the blind monk's eyebrows with a "poof".

After doing this, Wang Hao clapped his hands, showing an expression that made the blind monk fearful.

"Hiss..." The severe pain shook the blind monk's mind, his eyes turned black, and he passed out on the spot, with blood gurgling from his chest!
"Old bald donkey." Wang Hao stepped out and appeared in front of the blind monk.

"You, don't touch my grandpa!" The little girl said suddenly, without any fear.

"Hmph!" Wang Hao snorted coldly, "You were going to use me as a medicinal bath just now, why have you ever thought about my feelings?"

"It's your honor to take you as a medicine bath." The little girl said coldly, her expression didn't change.

"Snapped"

Wang Hao immediately slapped the little girl, his expression froze, "You succeeded in making me want to kill."

As he spoke, he slapped the little girl's head directly with his palm.

hum.

At this time, a shocking breath erupted from the blind monk's body, shaking Wang Hao away.

But he didn't break free from the divine chain that the sacrificial grass martial soul had turned into.

Shhhhhh.

Wang Hao didn't hold back his hand, and shot the void needles one by one, blocking the blind monk's meridians.

"I didn't expect that my majestic Blind Buddha would be carried in the hands of a younger boy. You can scrape or kill as you like, but you can't touch my granddaughter."

The blind monk breathed fire in his eyes, unable to accept this fact.

Brush it.

The Emperor's Excalibur appeared in Wang Hao's hands and pierced deeply into the blind monk's throat.

With a "bang", the blind monk's entire head exploded.

The blind monk's throat was bleeding, and within a moment, another head appeared, "Boy, your martial spirit can restrain me, but I am immortal."

The fact is that they have been peerless powerhouses countless years ago, and they couldn't die later. Due to the problems of heaven and earth, they fell silent.

Now resuscitated, there will be more life.

Wang Hao didn't speak, his eyes jumped and he felt like a demon, and a chuckle overflowed from the corner of his mouth. His Emperor's Excalibur possessed the ability of judgment of heaven, so he couldn't believe that he couldn't die.

It can be seen that the blind monk is vomiting blood, his eyes are full of puzzlement and shock.

He was roaring even more in his heart, because he discovered that the sword light just now could exploit his life later.

If Wang Hao hit him a few more times, he wouldn't be able to guarantee his survival.

"You are unforgivable. Just now, you took me as a medicine bath to exercise. It's no wonder that a vicious and vicious bald donkey like you can live to this day."

Wang Hao said coldly, with the aura of an emperor and mahatma leaking out of his body: "Being a monk should face abstinence, no desires, and you have a granddaughter. Did the Buddha allow monks to marry and have children? I hope to do it in the next life." Be a good person, otherwise, even if I don't kill you today, I will be punished by God."

Said, Wang Hao cut off the blind monk's head again.

The blind monk was furious and wanted to beg for mercy, but... blame yourself for being too...

Ugh!
Self-inflicted can't live!
But still refused to swallow his last breath, his head exploded and reorganized, and then exploded again.

When he regrouped, blood spewed out of his mouth, "I just died like this, I'm not willing...you should die...I, the Blind Buddha, am not willing..."

"grandfather!"

The little girl yelled, this time she was finally not calm, her grandfather is immortal.

But now.

But getting weaker and weaker.

If this continues, she may never see her grandfather again.

But as soon as this thought came to her mind, she was beheaded by Wang Hao with a sword.

"No!" The blind monk yelled, and the original power in his body was sent to the little girl frantically, "Please, let her go."

There was a faint smile on the corner of Wang Hao's mouth, "She has such a cold and heartless heart at such a young age, you trained me without saying a word, just now you even said that it is my honor for me to be her medicinal bath, tell me , will I let her go?"

As he spoke, Wang Hao swung his sword again and chopped off one of the little girl's arms.

At the same time, the blind monk's head exploded again.

"Old bald donkey, I don't think you have persisted for long?"

"Kill me, kill me." The little girl was about to faint from the pain.

Wang Hao looked at the little girl with a smirk, "You can't be any younger than me, you have such a weird heart, I've changed my mind now, when you grow up, I will make you my slave and torture you slowly , making you a person of flesh and blood."

"Pfft!"

When the blind monk heard this, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and was so angry that he died.

Wang Hao swung his sword again, and the blind monk's head exploded completely, his hands hang down weakly, and the Buddha's blood was poured on the god chain transformed into his sacrificial grass martial soul.

"No, no..." The little girl held her head, her eyes turned scarlet, and a black Buddha statue appeared behind her.

"Have you ever understood the heart of a Buddha and a demon?" Her voice was cold and hoarse, as if she had changed in an instant.

(End of this chapter)