Chapter 381 Killing Karma Is Not Killing People, Killing Is to Protect Lives.

If the Nine-turn Golden Body is the foundation, the explosive pill is the method to bring out the power of this foundation in a short period of time.

Neither the bhikshuni nor the young monk could sense Chen Ping'an before. That was because he was preparing to explode the elixir, compressing the whole body's energy and blood to a point, and the whole person's sense of existence was reduced to the limit, and finally sublimated and ignited in this extreme compression. Dan fire.

This is the explosive pill.

Chen Pingan looked forward.

Each bhikshuni looked at him.

In this silent silence.

He moved.

Without warning, without preparation.

It's like it was a silent movie one second, and a holographic supernova explosion the next second.

Chen Pingan ran headlong into the group of bhikshuni.

These believers of the Future Buddha, who initially thought about fighting, pounced on Chen Pingan one after another, using all their body organs to fight with the opponent.

But, useless.

Chen Pingan gave up all defenses.

For him, fists are the best defense.

When he was in the explosive state, he only felt physically and mentally comfortable. There was nothing more joyful than this moment.

The bhikshuni butted his head.

The heads of these monsters are harder than ordinary alloys.

Chen Ping'an moved his hand to his neck, flexed his fingers, and suddenly stopped, like the moment of silence before a volcano erupted, and then there was a earth-shattering explosion, and he knocked.

The bhikshuni suddenly staggered to the side, its neck showed an abnormal twist, the deformed head drooped softly, and a pair of golden eyes gradually dimmed. It turned out that Chen Pingan's finger actually smashed the bhikshuni's head. spine.

More and more bhikkhunis came towards him.

Chen Pingan glanced at it.

The elixir fire in his eyes opened and shrank.

His whole body fit forward and he jumped forward.

This scene is like a speedboat riding the wind and waves in the sea, raising high white waves.

At this moment, these white waves are bhikkhunis.

One after another they were thrown high.

No one can block Chen Pingan's path forward.

But he is not round.

It is said that the best defense is to attack, and that with a pair of fists, there is nothing to fear, but at this time, Chen Ping'an is still only flesh and blood. Even dragons will die if they are killed, let alone Chen Ping'an.

The price for forcibly carving a bloody path among the bhikshuni was that Chen Pingan was covered in blood. It was the blood of the bhikshuni and his own blood. The two blended together. The blood of the bhikshuni was highly corrosive and burned like sulfuric acid. Touching his wound, the manifested qi and blood fought against it, consuming the highly corrosive blood. The two were in conflict, and a white mist rose up, which was all over Chen Ping'an's body.

Behind him was an empty road, with bhikshuni and bhikkhunis standing everywhere, like the wall erected by the sea caused by the power of the gods. After Rong Chen left safely, the high sea wall fell down, and the turbulent seawater covered the sky and covered the earth, trying to steal the power of the gods. The madman was killed on the spot.

The unskilled bhikkhunis rushed towards Chen Pingan. They stepped on the bones of their kind and rushed forward with their claws stretched out. They swung saliva and unknown liquid and looked greedily at the young warrior in front of them.

Chen Pingan stopped, raised his head, and looked at the young monk on the flesh and blood lotus platform.

Although he was covered in wounds, his energy and energy were still strong, like a blazing fire that nothing could alleviate, let alone extinguish.

The more you fight, the crazier you become!

The nuns from behind were approaching, but Chen Pingan lowered his head at this moment and murmured softly.

"Also, five breaths."

Boom!

As soon as Chen Ping'an stepped on the ground, the cracked texture spread in all directions, and the smoke and dust raised obscured his vision. The bhikkhunis rushed into the smoke and turned around randomly, but they could not find the human being.

This is as it should be.

After all, Chen Pingan is no longer here.

The smoke that filled the place suddenly stabbed upwards, forming a cone shape, and finally, Chen Pingan's figure was revealed.

He stretched out his hand to grab the edge of the flesh and blood lotus platform, used some strength, and turned over.

A vajra smashed down on his head and face.

Almost instinctively, or martial arts intuition, Chen Pingan crossed his arms, full of energy and strength, and took the blow forcefully.

But the future Buddha will have the same personality as the current Buddha. Even if there is an obvious difference in positioning between the two, the current Buddha focuses more on his own power, but the future Buddha can create many believers.

But being caught off guard, Chen Pingan received this blow, and the damage was really not low.

Chen Pingan groaned, and the arm that blocked the vajra was skewed abnormally. It was obviously broken. After all, Chen Pingan's martial arts was originally biased towards offense. Even if he had to use all his energy and blood in a hurry, , the final defensive effect can only be said to be better than nothing.

However, after blocking the block, Chen Ping'an had a chance to breathe. He ducked to distance himself from the future Buddha, and his eyes swept over the Vajra held by the future Buddha. It was brass-colored, ferocious and mighty, but it was cracked. The mouthparts and the eyes that move erratically prove that this thing is actually a living creature.

How weird.

Chen Pingan and the young monk looked at each other. He stood there quietly, with a pure aura that transcended the world. His fair face contained a touch of compassion, and there was a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows. He looked so good no matter who saw him. I have to call him out, what a handsome monk.

It's a pity that you, a beautiful woman, can't help but become a thief.

Chen Ping'an glanced at his broken arm, held it with his left hand, pulled it, moved it and lifted it, and reset it in such a arrogant and unreasonable way.

The mixed-race people watching the live broadcast couldn't help but frown subconsciously. They felt pain just watching this scene, not to mention the person involved himself?

It is said that it takes a hundred days for Chen Ping'an to recover after being injured, but this is an ever-changing battlefield, so there is no time left for Chen Ping'an to recover slowly.

He used his strength to penetrate up and down, and stimulated the qi and blood of the injured area. He didn't even need to take a breath before and after. It took less than the blink of an eye and it was done.

Chen Ping'an moved his fingers, clenched his fists, and his frown eased slightly, that's it.

The elixir fire in his eyes wavered uncertainly. The moment he and the future Buddha looked at each other.

Chen Pingan disappeared.

The figure of this person was completely lost on the spot.

When he appeared again, he was already in front of the young monk.

The method of explosive pill is to improve the warrior's speed, strength and reaction in all aspects, so that every move can show impressive power.

Chen Pingan punched straight away, and the bright red blood turned into a fist. The young monk blocked it with a vajra, and only heard a buzzing sound, like a bell. The two of them each took a step back, and looked at each other. In the next second, the two of them started to fight without any fancy. You punched me and I kicked you. Chen Pingan's punches became powerful, and his kicks also had strong winds. In just a few seconds, there was the monk opposite. He... The vajra was like a living thing, not only hard, but it even almost bit Chen Ping'an several times. The dense vertical rows of sharp teeth shone with a cold light, and just one look at it made people's hair stand on end.

Or if he felt that the vajra was still not enough, the monk turned over his left hand, and a purple and gold alms bowl grew out of his sleeve.

It really grew. At first glance, this alms bowl looks good, like a Buddha treasure. But if you look closely, you will be surprised to find that this alms bowl is also made of flesh and blood. There is a ring of sharp teeth inside the mouth. It looks like this Come on, there is no alms bowl here, it is clearly a huge mouthpart.

The monk is not holding a vajra and bowl. The two Buddhist treasures are completely grown on his hands and connected with his flesh and blood. They are clearly a body organ.

The two of them were going back and forth, fighting at a speed that was unimaginable to ordinary people, leaving only two afterimages in the air. Other than that, no one could see their movements clearly.

The mixed breeds watching the live broadcast were still guessing how long it would take Chen Ping'an to end the battle.

Changes occurred suddenly.

Perhaps due to the injury caused by the previous hard blow with the vajra, Chen Ping'an's right hand movements were always a bit sluggish, and the movements of Chen Ping'an's right hand were obviously not as easy as those of his left arm.

Even the hybrids who followed the battle through the live broadcast noticed this situation, not to mention the person involved, Mirai Buddha himself.

Seeing an opportunity, he shook the vajra with force, opened and closed the door, and obtained a flaw. Then he suddenly lowered the alms bowl in his left hand and reached straight for Chen Ping'an's injured right arm.

This is a move that has been planned for a long time. All the preparations are just for this moment, and the future Buddha is almost certain.

Sure enough, as expected, Chen Pingan had no time to dodge, and his injured right arm could not make any unnecessary movements. Future Buddha succeeded, and the purple gold bowl bit Chen Pingan's right arm, and a smile bloomed on the young Future Buddha's face. With a smile and a thought, he took a deep breath from the purple gold alms bowl. What he was sucking was dragon blood, which was extraordinary and powerful.

But... how can the first level of Chen Ping'an's nine-turn golden body be so uncomfortable?

The smile on the young monk's face was frozen there before it fully bloomed.

He felt as if he had swallowed a large mouthful of magma. The hot feeling burned his blood vessels, muscles and bones, and was still torturing his spirit. A great sense of crisis enveloped him, as if he would be destroyed in the next second. die.

Chen Ping'an raised his eyebrows slightly, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was only for a moment. He was not allowed to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The purple gold alms bowl bit his right arm. Although this meant that Chen Ping'an could not use his right arm temporarily, it also meant that the future Buddha's alms bowl could not move, so it was even.

The future Buddha was traumatized because he absorbed Chen Pingan's power. How could Chen Pingan miss such a good opportunity? He suddenly swung his right hand, and the special force made the future Buddha's right hand numb. Chen Pingan took the opportunity to step forward. Pressing down, the elixir fire in his eyes shrank and expanded, and the fist covered with scarlet fists hit Future Buddha's heart hard.

In an instant, the future Buddha, who looked like a handsome monk, suddenly bent like a broken willow, vomiting out a mouthful of dark golden blood. He paused for a second, and a big hole opened in the back of his heart. The dark golden blood and internal organ residues splashed in a jet shape, and the posture looked like a funnel or a vortex.

"Nothing is forbidden: understanding."

Chen Pingan lowered his head and said calmly.

"I taught you."

The young monk placed his hand softly on Chen Pingan's fist. He could feel the vitality flowing out of the body of the future Buddha. He opened his eyes listlessly and stretched out his hand towards Chen Pingan, as if he wanted to grab something, but in the end he was unable to do so. It hung down and swayed like a broken pendulum, then stopped moving after a while.

Future Buddha's lips wriggled twice, but he said nothing and finally closed his eyes.

Chen Pingan breathed out.

He put the Future Buddha aside, took off the flesh and blood bowl that was biting his right arm, and looked down. The sharp teeth, scales and flesh made people frown.

Throwing it on the ground, Chen Pingan concentrated on treating the wound, but there was not enough time. The senior sister only gave him ten breaths, and he only had two breaths left.

Chen Ping'an thought about dealing with it simply and stop the bleeding first, and wait until the operation is over to talk about anything else.

To put it bluntly, two breaths.

If Chen Pingan has something to check, he looks in a certain direction.

That is……

Chen Pingan twisted his waist, turned around, turned his left hand into a palm, and took the picture like this.

Many hybrids before the live broadcast didn't react.

Isn't the battle over?

What is this person doing?

Until they saw where Chen Pingan's palm fell.

It was the future Buddha who was supposed to be dead as he stood up unsteadily again.

The sharp-eyed hybrid also discovered that the hole in Future Buddha's heart was growing granulation at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was a sign of self-healing.

You won’t die this way!

Before the hybrids could be surprised by the future Buddha's vitality, they saw Chen Ping'an's palm had already arrived.

It's really a slap in the face.

This palm was directly printed on the future Buddha's face.

Chen Ping'an's eyes widened, as if he was angry.

From the shoulders to the arms and then to the palms, the muscles were undulating like waves. Chen Pingan let out a sigh, and firmly pinched the future Buddha's face with his five fingers. He raised his arms slightly, and then pressed them down.

Boom!

From the perspective of the live broadcast, there was a huge crater, and in the center of the crater was Chen Pingan and the future Buddha under his control.

Chen Pingan knelt on one knee, pressed down hard with one hand, and forced the future Buddha into the flesh and blood lotus. He lifted it up again, pinched the future Buddha's face like a dead dog, took a look, and pressed it again. Press it down hard.

Lift up, push down, lift up, push down, lift up again, push down again.

Chen Pingan seemed to be transformed into a tireless machine, repeating the same actions again and again.

The mixed-races before the live broadcast were speechless for a long time. Yes, that's right. Compared with senior sister Yuanyuan, Chen Ping'an's battle was not so cool and beautiful. He even looked a little embarrassed when he was covered in blood. But you have to admit, The shock brought by Chen Ping'an's battle is no less than that of Yuanyuan.

Even more shocking.

None of them knew how many times Chen Pingan hit him. No one had the time to calculate these details. All their minds were immersed in Chen Pingan's wild power. The round sword was both superb and dazzling. It's fascinating, but Chen Ping'an's battle gives people a different kind of shock.

Until the end, the future Buddha in Chen Pingan's hands could no longer see the specific human form, only a ball of rotten flesh remained.

Chen Pingan stared at it deeply.

Wait a moment.

He looked in all directions doubtfully.

Time is up.

But I always feel like something is missing.

But what's missing?

Chen Pingan was deep in thought, lowered his head, his eyes fell on the flesh and blood lotus platform, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Yes.

He heard Yuanyuan's voice ringing in his ears.

she says.

"Last breath."

"enough."

Chen Pingan threw away the rotten monk.

Turn to look at the real future Buddha.

That is, the lotus platform of flesh and blood.

The true form of the future Buddha is not that young monk.

In fact, the monk and the nuns are all derivatives of the future Buddha.

The true body of the future Buddha is exactly this flesh and blood lotus platform.

Chen Pingan was no stranger to this. He had heard before that his teacher liked to play a computer game called StarCraft. Out of respect for Lu Mingfei, Chen Pingan also played StarCraft for a while.

Now this flesh and blood lotus platform felt to him like the Zerg mother nest in the interstellar world.

And if he wants to destroy this thing, he has no way.

Chen Pingan raised his fists high and smashed them down like an ancient Titan attacking the gods.

The elixir fire in his eyes burned fiercely, filling all of his eyes, and the boiling fighting spirit wanted to poke a hole in Tianya.

So……

"Smash it for me!"

Using two fists instead of two hammers, Shi Potian was shocked by this smash!

The flesh and blood lotus platform actually let out a sharp whistling sound like a baby crying.

Just where Chen Pingan hit it, a scarlet blood-like liquid gushes out like a fountain. From the top all the way down, criss-crossing lines like thunder branches continue to spread, and then spread in all directions.

This is a scene like a landslide.

In this landslide, Chen Ping'an fell down like a rag bag, and finally fell to the ground. After bouncing, Gululu rolled to the side for a while, and stopped after hitting a huge piece of flesh and blood.

For a moment, the hybrids watching all this through the live broadcast thought Chen Pingan was dead.

But his eyes blinked.

Prove that he is still alive.

Chen Pingan tried his best to open his eyelids. The world he saw was dark red, which was caused by retinal congestion.

There is no strength in his whole body, his energy and blood are exhausted, and his strength is completely gone. This is the most difficult moment in his life.

The thin line between life and death.

Chen Pingan twitched the corner of his mouth.

He wanted to cough.

But he no longer had the strength to cough.

Chen Pingan slowly closed his eyes.

He saw that the bhikkhunis around him had turned into gray flesh and lost all vital signs. After the death of the future Buddha, these monsters born from the future Buddha also came to the end of their sad lives.

"It's...safe for now."

This was the last clear thought in Chen Pingan's mind.

Then he fell into a long dark silence.

Half asleep, half awake, confused.

In fact, Chen Pingan is not unfamiliar with this state.

To practice the nine-turn golden body, you need to break through the concept of life and death, walk between life and death, break and then stand up, break and stand again, only in this way can you succeed.

He has cultivated the first level of the Nine-turn Golden Body, and has broken and re-established it nine times. If he wants to go back again, unless he is promoted to non-human, there is no possibility.

It was difficult for him to break this level.

But now, by chance, Chen Ping'an completely broke himself again, thus embarking on the road to the second level of the Nine-turn Golden Body.

But for him, he really didn't know whether this opportunity was good or bad.

Break and then stand, break and then stand. Although Chen Ping'an completely broke himself, whether he can stand up is still two questions.

Lu Mingfei's face was solemn, and he looked deeply at the exhausted young man in the live broadcast.

He hated this feeling.

But you have to get used to it.

Perhaps this is the frustration of being a teacher.

The path chosen by students must be left to them to walk on their own. No matter how worried Lu Mingfei is, he cannot move forward for them.

Just like Chen Ping'an at this moment, when he chooses the Nine-turn Golden Death, his future is destined to be a life of nine deaths, or even ten deaths.

Lu Mingfei could do nothing but look at him and believe him.

But with his body-refining skills and forcibly cultivating the second level of the Nine-turn Golden Body, Chen Ping'an...

Lu Mingfei frowned.

Can it really be done?

No matter what, it must be done.

Chen Ping'an has already started. This is a road with no return, so you can definitely do it.

Lu Mingfei said in his heart.

Don't let me down, peace.

At this moment, Chen Ping'an attracted the attention of countless mixed races.

After all, he is not Yuanyuan. The senior sister can easily deal with the current Buddha, but Chen Ping'an has to pay the price of almost death.

But Chen Ping'an's previous battles still left a deep impression on the hybrids.

Thinking about it now, they suddenly discovered that the flaw in Chen Pingan's injured right arm at that time should have been deliberately sold to Future Buddha at the expense of opening up the situation and ending the battle in a short time.

And the shocking final blow to the flesh and blood lotus platform, the body of the future Buddha, is even more unforgettable.

So, such a young man.

Are you going to die here today?

The mixed-races felt a tragic feeling of hero's end in their hearts.

Unspeakable emotions echoed here.

The mixed races watching the live broadcast were not the only ones who turned their attention to Chen Ping'an.

Also, Yuanyuan.

The eldest sister of Kyushu stood in the void, her eyes seemed to be able to pass through the nine-story pagoda, through the underground shelter, and finally looked at Chen Ping'an who was running out of oil and lamps in the palace complex.

"Last breath."

she says.

"arrive."

This was the only voice in the live broadcast, and it naturally attracted the attention of the hybrids.

Such doubts inevitably arise in their hearts.

What last breath? What's coming again?

In such confusion, Yuanyuan drew her sword.

Draw an arc smoothly.

There was no sword light, no vision.

The mixed breeds who saw this scene were even more surprised.

This seems to be the first time Yuanyuan has used her sword since her first solution.

Is it just... to this extent?

The previous momentum had reached this point, and the current Buddha was dealt with in an understatement, and the countdown was ten breaths. The hybrids were all looking forward to what the scene would be like when Yuanyuan actually used the sword.

But...is that just that?

Probably the only person who understood it was Lu Mingfei.

He laughed, and the sadness that he had caused due to worry about Chen Ping'an was gone.

"very good."

Lu Mingfei started chanting for no reason.

"To kill karma is not to kill people; to kill is to protect lives."

"good."

It was just when Lu Mingfei finished speaking.

Changes happen.

"what is that!"

"Fireflies?"

"How can there be fireflies underground!"

A few scattered comments floated through.

But more people completely ignored these comments and focused their attention on the live broadcast.

Just after Yuanyuan slashed out that mediocre sword.

The whole screen lights up.

Those are tiny bits of light, coming from under the nine-story pagoda where the Buddha is now, from the walls and foundation of the nine-story pagoda, and from the palaces above the nine-story pagoda.

A faint blue firefly-like light.

Hazy, like a dream.

Not only the hybrids, but also Su Xiaoqiang, Chen Jiumo, Wang Chao, and all the warriors affiliated with Jiuzhou in the nine-story pagoda saw it.

Su Xiaoqiang stared blankly at the girl's body in his arms, from which many orchid light spots like fireflies flew out, surrounding her, vaguely seeming to form the image of a girl.

Su Xiaoqiang felt something in her heart and seemed to understand something.

She held her breath, stretched out her hand, and cautiously reached out to the girl.

But, it passed.

Su Xiaoqiang sighed regretfully.

The scene Chen Jiumo saw was even grander.

Countless blue light spots rose from the countless corpses and limbs.

They form an ocean of light.

Chen Jiumo was in this ocean of light. It was clearly the light of orchid, which represented a cold color, but in his feeling, it was so warm.

He stretched out his hand and watched the light spots pass through his palm.

"You are……"

The walls and foundation of the nine-story pagoda are made of living piles of girls.

At this moment, these girls are all emitting blue light spots.

The same was true for the floor where the hybrids were imprisoned. The body of the girl in the prison also glowed with orchid light.

Palace complex, the main hall where Chen Ping'an fought with the future Buddha.

After Yuanyuan swung that mediocre sword, something changed here.

Countless orchid light spots penetrated the bodies of the bhikkhunis.

They gathered together and flew around the remains of the flesh and blood lotus platform, until at a certain moment, the hall suddenly lit up, like a sun rising, and day fell here.

Actually, a majestic orchid light flew out of the flesh and blood lotus platform.

They are like golden beasts escaping from a cage, or like deer returning to the mountains and forests, wandering around happily and flying as they please.

Finally, they discovered Chen Pingan.

The light spots seemed to have self-awareness and cautiously tried to get closer to Chen Pingan. However, when they were still some distance away from Chen Pingan, they were pulled back by an invisible force. This happened several times, but they were unable to do so. They could only be annoyed. He was walking around in circles, helpless.

Both the hunter website and the night watchman forum were crouching tigers, hidden dragons, and soon, people on both sides gave extremely close guesses.

These orchid light spots are all spirits.

The living zero.

Anyone who knows something about mixed-race society knows that there is a substance called soul in this world, and living beings in alchemy is also a public knowledge. After the previous living piles appeared, the mixed-races could see from them In fact, there is much more information than the Kyushu warriors.

The use of human stakes in shelters is not just out of superstition, there are more practical considerations.

Using alchemy knowledge to explain, the living pile of the Nine-Storey Pagoda is a very powerful alchemical matrix, a matrix composed entirely of living beings. The specific effect is unknown. Based on a simple judgment based on the current information, it should be protection and concealment. .

Not just physical concealment, but also occult concealment.

This would also explain why the shelter looks so leaky, as if it has no protection measures.

Some shelters use the artificial Nibelung plan to create a small world, that is, the Nibelung, and then put the shelter inside, hoping to survive the end of the world.

As for this shelter at the roof of the world, based on the principle of not putting all eggs in the same basket, the managers here did not choose the artificial Nibelung plan, but adopted the plan of the Living Alchemy Matrix.

That is what is now presented to all hybrids, the nine-story pagoda.

The living pile is a very cruel alchemy technology. The living beings here will never be reincarnated. All their pain and resentment will become the nourishment for the operation of the matrix. The suffering seems to never end, unless their last bit of value is drained out and transformed into Become a complete empty shell.

If there is anything crueler than death in this world, then living human piles must be one of them.

Unless someone is an alchemist master at the level of Vice Principal Kassel, it would be impossible for anyone else to solve such a huge alchemical matrix.

Even if the vice-principal wants to solve it by adding a condition that he cannot harm these living beings, he doesn't know how long it will take.

In the words of the vice-chancellor, this is a miracle.

And now, Yuanyuan is completing this miracle.

In fact, one of the hybrids' guesses was right.

That is, facing the present Buddha, Yuanyuan does not need to be explained at all.

She is different from Chen Ping'an, and even different from Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei can show great strength during body refining. That is because he has Yama and a bronze mask. That is because he has practiced body refining before, and even Almost reaching the realm above Waigang.

Yuanyuan gained inhuman power while refining her body, using a method that only she could master.

The world in Yuanyuan's eyes at this moment is different from everyone else's.

One by one, the blue souls are floating in the sky and the earth. They have manifested, but what they have manifested are just spots of light.

The previous sword was for the purpose of awakening spirits.

Awaken all the spirits above and below the nine-story pagoda.

This huge alchemy matrix is ​​not limited to the nine-story pagoda. In real terms, the nine-story pagoda is probably just the hub of the matrix's operation. It buries the most living piles and imprisons the most living creatures.

But the palaces above the pagoda and the caves under the pagoda are all part of this alchemical matrix.

Just like the relationship between past Buddha, present Buddha and future Buddha.

The nine-story pagoda and the above- and underground buildings together form this incredible matrix.

The reason why Yuanyuan was first solved has nothing to do with the current Buddha.

Instead, he must use the Heavenly Sword after his initial liberation to save these girls who have turned into living beings.

It was exactly what Lu Mingfei said.

To kill karma is not to kill people, but to kill is to protect lives.

Yuanyuan remembered the words of that person in Mingming.

"The swordsman is the soldier who kills, but the word "kill" has too many mysteries."

"I can kill living things, I can kill things, I can kill causes and effects, I can kill existence and non-existence."

After saying this, the man chuckled.

Endless freedom and unruliness.

"To put it bluntly, it's nothing more than satisfying."

Sometimes Yuanyuan would be curious. She didn't know what was wrong with her and why she could hear other people's words.

It's just that that thin back figure is so familiar and close. Yuanyuan always feels that the other person will not hurt her, and she believes so.

Moreover, Yuanyuan also learned a lot from him.

For example, this.

The sword that kills can also kill.

Yuanyuan thought like this, she looked at the thread that locked the girl's living spirit and the nine-story pagoda in the sky, and swung her sword again.

In the eyes of others, it is an ordinary sword.

But in Yuanyuan's eyes, this sword turned into thousands of sword lights.

Cut open the chains that locked the living girls one by one.

Just for a moment, the sky filled with life suddenly came to life.

The pained expressions on their faces gradually faded away, replaced by relief.

This is the second sword.