My Past Life Simulator

  Chapter 528 527【Killing】

  In the beginning, Mahayana Buddha himself was full of confidence.

  Greedy and weird stomach is weird, but He is not a vegetarian either. After 10,000 years to dissolve a little finger, the whole skeleton wants to be completely dissolved, the Year of the Monkey will be the month of the month!

  I can't break it, but people always die, right?

  If you survived for a thousand or eight hundred years, I can consume you to death.

   But, the next second.

  He suddenly realized that something was wrong. For some reason, the strange power in the stomach sac suddenly and violently increased. Moreover, the dissolution speed has increased by leaps and bounds, at least 80,000 times faster than the previous speed.

   Almost in the blink of an eye, a bone in his hand melted. At this speed, it may not take long, at most a minute, enough to completely digest.

  In the pitch-black space where you can't see your fingers, a golden bone frame is rapidly disintegrating, and drops of golden solution drip down and are absorbed by the stomach pouch.

   At the same time, the gluttony of the outside world is more than five times bigger than its body. It looks like a humanoid blood-colored object growing on a ball.

   "Gudong—"

  Everyone present swallowed in unison.

  The weird scene in front of me is a bit unacceptable.

  Bone frame is at least the son of a witch, with a proper status as a god. In the end, a ghost swallowed it in one gulp, and what was even crazier was that the ghost was digesting it little by little in front of them.

   It is not an exaggeration to say that everyone's brains are buzzing now, and there is a feeling that the three views are broken.

  Compared to three hundred years after the development of science and technology, most people three hundred years ago were extremely ignorant and ignorant, and they worshiped immortals and Buddhas extremely.

  Watching a **** being brutally gank, it's a strange thing to be able to feel energetic in my heart.

   After all, being able to eat Mahayana Buddha means being able to eat other gods!

   "A torrent of more than 80,000 years of time, can you stop it, what do you use to stop it?" He Zhao looked at the **** man in the black flames, and said with disdain.

  Accompanied by the more intense fireworks, the gluttonous and treacherous belly gradually shriveled.

   Fifty-six seconds later, its stomach finally returned to its normal size.

  Its blood is red, like a body condensed from mist, becoming more and more colorful, as if it could drop blood at any time.

"Not bad."

   As expected of a congenital miracle, a seriously injured Mahayana Buddha is actually comparable to eating a substitute 10,000 times, Yitong ghost + two magic weapons.

   "A hundred times should be enough to be greedy and metamorphosis."

  It's a pity that the substitutes, Wei and Yitonggui, can't advance by devouring the gods.

"well."

   A group of people looked at the child who suddenly sighed, with black lines all over his head.

  My good fellow, what is there to be dissatisfied with such a vicious seal in the body?

  They don't know, it's just that someone is too greedy.

   "Hic—"

  The blood-colored Dagui, who was getting brighter in color, burped suddenly.

  At the same time, a wave of excitement passed from Gluttony to him.

   seem to want more more

  Replacing ordinary people, there is really no way to make up a hundred seriously injured and weak gods.

  However, who said that the surname He has a back file Dafa?

   "Rewind."

   Two words spit out from the mouth, the world suddenly came to a standstill, and the surrounding scenery quickly reversed.

  The blazing black firefly retracted back into the throat of the instigator from its exuberance, the gluttonous and treacherous stomach deflated like a leaking balloon, and the golden bone frame was spit out from the mouth of a man.

  Everything, all back to the original point.

  The people around didn't know the truth, and their expressions were frozen while watching a show and eating melons.

  He Zhao lowered his head and looked down. The golden bone frame with broken spine, apart from anything else, directly drives the head of the Mahayana Buddha in the spiritual space, releasing **** horror.

   Immediately afterwards, the gluttonous ghost with a big belly suddenly appeared in full view.

   "Hiss—"

  Dharma King Cidan took a deep breath, still the same as last time.

   "Eat, you're welcome, just take care."

   Hearing the words, the blood-colored villain opened his mouth and stuck out a long and thin tongue.

  The Mahayana Buddha was caught off guard and was directly tied into rice dumplings.

  Desperate to struggle, but unable to get rid of.

  As for his two little followers, the broken-armed Lake Spirit and the possessed Gui who had lost his aura, they could only watch their master helplessly, making people.

   "Chi Liu—"

  A group of monks with iron sticks, yet they haven't seen clearly when the gluttonous and treacherous tongues bound the bones tightly. In the next second, the big mouth occupying a head opened, expanded to the size of a normal human, and swallowed the Witch's Son in one gulp.

   "Gudong!"

  Everyone can even clearly see that Gluttony's neck is stretched out, highlighting the human skeleton.

  True swallow it raw!

   Scary, so scary.

  So, the Mahayana Buddha once again came to Gui's stomach.

   Once again, he tried his best and gave up struggling in despair. Then he felt the speed of gastric juice dissolving, and was filled with joy for a while.

  His mood was like a roller coaster, flying up for a while and falling to the bottom for a while.

   It’s just something more desperating to God. The famous ruthless people outside spit out black flames, and use the huge torrent of time to help gluttons and tricks to digest.

   Fifty-six seconds later, a puddle of golden solution filled the stomach.

  Accompanied by the full absorption of the **** monster and the great help of the black firefly, it quickly became clean, eating up a **** without leaving any scum.

  Outside, the ruthless Zhao saw that the blood color became a little thicker again, not to mention how gratified he was.

  The head of the Bufa Temple finally did a personnel matter, and gave him the gluttonous tricks. It is true that he is a professional counterpart.

  No one in the whole world wants to raise this gluttonous monster, except him and someone else.

   "Rewind."

   After saying that, the world paused and reversed rapidly.

  The third time, officially started.

   Next, the fourth time. The fifth time. The sixth time.

   Until, 10,000 times completed.

  The gluttony and treachery at this moment are completely different from before.

   Before swallowing the Mahayana Buddha ten thousand times, it was just a **** deceit.

   Now, red and purple!

   It is not to describe the strange popularity, but that it has turned purple all over its body.

  Compared with the **** time, the breath is completely different.

  The former is at most standing on the ground, while the latter is considered to be a complete take-off.

  If you say black is tricky, it can only be considered a little tricky. The **** Li Gui can be called a big Gui. Then the purple Li Gui, is it not too much to call him the King of Sui?

  The purple gluttonous sly, or the king of sly, it immediately followed He Zhao, who drove it.

  In the two empty eyes, there was a strange light shining.

  Looks like, maybe, probably, want to kill?

  Bechava once warned not to train Li Gui to the point where he can suppress the Bodhisattva and Buddha visualized in his mind. Otherwise, they will definitely attack their master.

"hehe."

  The famous ruthless person is not a fool. Since he dared to let the greedy and deceitful devour the Mahayana Buddha, he was naturally prepared.

   Backlash?

  There is the head of Mahayana Buddha!

   This thing is not a Mahayana Buddha who has not yet grown up, let alone let today's congenital malnutrition + serious injury and weakness compare with the Mahayana Buddha in its heyday.

  Even if the gluttonous gui advances to the gui king, he is the king of the ruthless.

  But if you want to wrestle with the head of Mahayana Buddha, you are still far away!

  Even if the Bufa Temple wants to solve the Mahayana Buddha in its heyday, it still has to rely on the golden knife that shaved him before he became a monk to assist in the dismemberment.

   What's more, it's just a trick king.

   Almost instantly, Gluttony felt great pressure, as if as long as it dared to make a move, it would surely fall into the abyss.

   Then it immediately squinted its eyes, not daring to look directly at the man driving it.

   Mahayana Buddha is a good man.

  Whether in life or after death, his contribution to Ruthless Zhao is enormous.

  Belonging is self-sacrifice, someone can't wait to send a pennant to the other party.

   "Go, eat to your heart's content, and let me see how fine you are."

   As the voice fell, two purple lights shot out from Gluttony's eyes.

   "Really, don't hesitate. You can eat as much as you want, and I won't interfere." He just wanted to see how powerful Sui, who was promoted to the King of Sly, could be.

   As for whether it will be suppressed by the king of Tsedan, I don't care.

   Big deal, back to file.

   "Chi Liu—"

  The melon-eating monks who were watching were all confused.

  Only Dharma King Tsedan had an ugly face.

  What does outstanding disciple mean?

  Let a monster start killing, and whoever can save his life besides him.

  Before he opened his mouth to dissuade him, a light flashed in front of his eyes.

   "Poof!" "Poof!"

  Looking intently, Gluttony opened his mouth, and a thin tongue suddenly pierced through the dozen or so iron monks closest to him.

  When their bodies were penetrated by their tongues, they didn't react at all.

   When the severe pain was transmitted from the heart to the brain, it was quite refreshing.

"ah-"

   There were screams, one after another.

   "Chi Liu—"

  The gluttonous and treacherous tongue rolled back, and the monks wearing iron rods, one by one, all pulled in its direction.

"ah"

   The mouth that occupied the entire face suddenly swelled enough to accommodate a dozen people.

   "woo"

   One bite, one bite!

   All of a sudden, a dozen monks with iron rods were swallowed into their stomachs.

  In the next second, the belly swelled up and swelled up.

  But, within three to five seconds, it shriveled up.

   No need to think too much, it must be digested.

   "Ah this!"

  Hundreds of monks, watching the gluttony who killed more than a dozen mages in one go, looked dull.

   Afterwards, a fierce look appeared in his eyes.

   If it were someone else, the first choice would definitely be to turn around and run wildly, not daring to confront a monster who can only devour gods.

  It's a pity that they all stand out from the big temples and fight fiercely.

   In addition, after many years of patrolling the plateau, there are more monsters and ghosts slaughtered, and they have cultivated a great ferocity.

  Seeing the gluttony and treachery, they dared to act, and without saying a word, they slammed down the iron rod in their hands.

   "Boom boom boom boom boom."

   A series of hundreds of violent explosions sounded, smashing the surrounding ground into pieces in the blink of an eye.

  Responding to this, He Zhao's expressionless face drove Yitong Ghost, and his whole person blurred.

  He stood where he was, watching Gluttony with his mouth wide open, swallowing the attacks from the iron rod monk one by one.

  Every time you swallow, your stomach will swell a little bit.

   Swallowed more than 300 attacks, and swelled more than two times.

   Four or five seconds, quickly dry up.

   "???"

   "!!"

  The monks who launched the attack at the first time, looked at the unscathed and hiccupped purple king, dumbfounded.

   "Chi Liu—"

   A large group of people were stunned, greedy and clever but not good at martial arts.

  The tiny tongue pierced the hearts of dozens of people in an instant, threading them into a string.

   "Ah woo!"

   One mouthful, another.

   Dozens of people all fell into its stomach.

  In just a few seconds, digest one by one.

  The troops of King Cidan were standing at the rear of the large army, without any loss.

   Regarding the ability of gluttony and cunning, all he can say is tough.

  Among the dozens of monks that were eaten just now, there are two guru-level figures who have been ruthless characters who have been on the plateau for many years.

  But such a powerful person has no room to fight back when faced with a small tongue.

   "I'm afraid it's not the guardian, I can't get good from it."

   No wonder, no wonder there has been no change after three generations of eminent monk training.

  Once cultivated, killing some mages and masters is like slaughtering chickens.

   Don't look down on the practitioners of these two ranks, they are the mainstays of the major temples.

  How many mages and gurus do you need to get a Dharma protector?

  How many Dharma protectors can there be before a person at the level of Dharma King emerges?

  As for those above the King of Dharma, the whole plateau is full of calculations, and there are only three major temple owners that have survived from ancient times to the present.

   Moreover, what is certain is that all the three masters are the masters of the previous generation who are about to pass away. Only after performing the initiation ceremony can they surpass the Dharma King.

   In other words, the ranks above Dharma King all have masters, and the number is fixed.

  At least, Cidan has never heard of it, or found out from the historical records who and the situation that he has not yet taken over as the seat owner, he can rely on his own talent to break through.

"run!"

  Faced with greedy, cunning tongues, and the brutal behavior of devouring hundreds of people, the iron stick monks can't stand it after all.

  They are indeed a bit reckless, with a bit iron head and fierce personality.

  However, being reckless, iron, and ruthless does not mean that you are willing to die.

   For enemies that cannot be defeated, it is right to turn around and run away, there is no need to stay and die.

  They want to preserve their useful bodies and chant scriptures for Bodhisattvas and Buddhas.

"let's go."

  Dharma King Teden ordered to the 120 elite monks behind him, although he is confident that he can retreat from the gluttonous and treacherous tongue, but it is unnecessary to compete with outstanding disciples.

  Furthermore, the one who killed was not the monk of Bufa Temple, so it has nothing to do with him.

   Moreover, the second half of the exercise that can change the future of the Wu Monk Academy and improve his position, he still hasn't got it.

   Solang is willing to play, whatever.

   "Okay, stop."

  He Zhao looked at his tongue, and it was the gluttony of dozens of monks, and stopped it from chasing after it. He can almost figure out how cruel the ghost who has advanced to the purple king of ghosts is.

   Fingerprints, Dharma seals, secret spells, physical attacks and other means, it can take it without fail. Tangible and intangible, all can be swallowed. As long as you swallow it, you don't need to use the black firefly to assist in digestion during the period of little tricks and big tricks.

  Any attack can't work, everything is just accumulation.

  Even those iron monks used the power of the sealed objects in their bodies to accept everything as ordered.

  After all, there are big and small kings of cunning.

  A group of monks who couldn't even cultivate the blood-colored deceit, the power they can use is limited, and they were brutally suppressed by the deceitful king.

   "I don't know if I can continue to evolve. After resetting, I will ask Bechava for advice. Next, it's time to do the second thing."

  (end of this chapter)