"I just killed a few people from the Zheng family." Zheng Shiyi left a word with an indifferent expression, took back the black scale knife, turned around and left.
Ming Ran stood there quietly, with the words Zheng Shiyi said when he left still echoing in his ears, and suddenly a thought flashed across the spiritual platform.
The doubts that had been bothering me for so long suddenly became clear at this moment like water drops falling into the sea.
Even the shackles that have not been broken through for a long time are showing signs of loosening and breaking through.
"I see!"
A hint of joy suddenly appeared on Miao Ran's face, and he bowed to Zheng Shiyi's leaving figure and said thanks: "It's the little monk who is obsessed with the phase. Although you are possessed by the devil, what you said is right. Thank you for your advice." Yes." After saying this, he quickly chased after Zheng Shiyi.
Zheng Shiyi said nothing and continued walking forward.
Instead, Mingran seemed to suddenly turn into a chatty person, and said beside Zheng Shiyi: "Are you really going to find the prince for that Yaksha?"
"Otherwise?" Zheng Shiyi glanced at him indifferently.
"But... the prince's strength is really terrifying." Ming Ran said with a solemn face: "Leaving aside the prince's strength, as the current prince, if there are no accidents, one day he will become the emperor of our Chu country. . By that time, no matter how powerful you are and how big the dynasty is, there will still be no room for you."
"So what?" Zheng Shiyi's eyes revealed an unquestionable determination: "No matter who he is, if he wants to kill my friend, I will not sit idly by."
"Friend?" Ming Ran smiled nonchalantly: "Just a Yaksha."
"Is this what you mean by the equality of all living beings?" Zheng Shiyi suddenly turned around and looked at Ming Ran.
"That's right." Ming Ran nodded lightly and said, "Cause and effect reincarnate, Yaksha is evil. People kill Yaksha to bring good results to Yaksha, and to help them accumulate blessings.
These words were spoken by our hospital master. The master of the hospital is not wrong, otherwise how could he develop the golden light of Arhat? And if we don’t devote ourselves to the Buddha, how can we develop the Arhat Golden Light? "
"You people from Qingwen Academy are really good at putting gold on your face." Zheng Shiyi sneered. Just as he was about to continue speaking, his words suddenly stopped and he looked to the left front with vigilance.
On the side, Ming Ran looked in the same direction almost at the same time.
Since entering the tomb, the surroundings have been filled with murderous aura all the time, and the smell of blood is everywhere, even making people feel numb.
But in the front, there was suddenly a violent murderous aura. It was the murderous aura that could only be generated when nearly a hundred people were fighting.
It's them!
Zheng Shiyi quickly took a few steps forward and saw the situation ahead. His expression suddenly changed. In front of him, the three veterans he brought were unexpectedly attacked by nearly a hundred Yakshas. The strongest of these Yakshas had already reached the unity state. At its peak, the weakest one has also reached the early stage of unity.
Tomahawks, battle knives, and hammers were overwhelmingly thrown upwards like three bodies and fell down.
The body-protecting auras on the three of them had long been shattered, and the armor protecting their bodies had also been slashed and covered with cracks. It looked like it would be completely shattered at any time, and bright red blood continued to flow from the three of them.
There was a loud noise like lightning striking a big tree, and the weapons in the hands of the three people exploded in all directions like pieces of chopped bamboo.
Spears, harpoons, and swords pierced directly into their bodies, penetrating the bodies of the three and emerging from their backs.
A Yaksha holding a trident suddenly pushed his arm back. As the head of the trident retracted, the hook on the head of the trident separated from the body of a veteran in front of him with a piece of fresh meat. The tail of the trident was backwards. With a flick, the bloody meat pieces were thrown into his mouth.
The heartbreaking pain of having his chest flesh torn off caused the soldier's mind to dodge. Before he could dodge, several spears stabbed from different directions simultaneously pierced his heart, which was as big as a walnut. His back flew out and fell into the mouth of a Yaksha who had reached the late stage of unity.
The Yakshas surrounding the front row surged up like wolves that had been hungry for days. The soldiers who had lost their hearts were instantly torn into powder by them. Their still wriggling intestines were smashed heavily on the soldiers as the Yakshas separated. on the ground.
On one side, another veteran was hit by a huge hammer. His head exploded instantly, and his brains overflowed for a while.
The intestines of another one of the three veterans were pulled out, and fell to the ground like a coil of hemp rope. As his body danced, it kept rubbing on the ground, leaving traces of blood.
Dozens of yakshas quickly surrounded him like vultures ready to peck.
die!
The violent murderous aura in Zheng Shiyi's body was like a flood bursting from a dam. It surged out uncontrollably and spread in all directions, filling the entire space in an instant.
Six Yang Demonic Finger!
Zheng Shiyi danced his hands in the air, and in an instant his kung fu transformed into countless fingers. Silver streams of light flew out, like poisonous silver snakes, shooting toward the Yakshas in front of him like a violent storm.
Silver light flashed and instantly penetrated the bodies of the unsuspecting Yashas. For a moment, screams could be heard.
"Zheng...Zheng Shiyi?"
The veteran who fell on the ground looked at the figure that suddenly appeared, and a happy look appeared on his face for an instant, but soon, the happy look disappeared and was replaced by a look of anxiety.
"Quick, hurry up, leave me alone! There are too many of them!"
"No. Xing Qun, since I brought you here, I will take you with me. If you want to leave, let's go together!"
After Zheng Shiyi saw that he was on guard, each of the six-yang demon fingers could no longer penetrate the opponent's body-protecting aura, Yaksha, stepped forward step by step, and instantly appeared in front of the veteran who fell on the ground, with the black-scaled knife in his hand, He killed a Yaksha who was attacking Xing Qun with one knife, and at the same time stretched out a hand to pull towards Xing Qun.
"Go, go quickly, leave me alone, save yourself!" Xing Qun looked at the face in front of him, who was much younger than he knew. The years of fighting with Zheng Shiyi flashed through his mind. He didn't know how many times, General Zheng Shiyi He and all of their robes were saved from death.
But this time, this time is really different, there are too many people on the other side.
You can't harm Zheng Shiyi because of yourself.
A look of determination suddenly flashed across Xing Qun's face, and he stretched out his palm and slapped his chest with all his strength.
"bump!"
A muffled sound was particularly conspicuous on the chaotic battlefield. Xing Qun's chest visibly sunk, and streams of bright red blood flowed from his chest.
"Let's go, let's go!" Xing Qun yelled with the last bit of strength in his body, closed his eyes, and fell to the ground.
"Xing Qun!"
Zheng Shiyi looked at Xing Qun, who was lying in a pool of blood, and his eyes were filled with anger. In order to prevent herself from saving him, Xing Qun actually chose to commit suicide!
"Run away! If you don't leave, you will die here, and the death of your companion will be of no value!"
Mingran arrived in front of Zheng Shiyi at some point, pressed his shoulder as he was about to fight forward, and prepared to take him away.
"Escape?" Zheng Shiyi looked coldly at Mingming, who was holding his shoulders, and said coldly: "Didn't you say that killing them is to accumulate blessings for them? Why don't you kill them? Why don't you help them escape?"
"Listen to me... Although this is true, there are really too many of them, and you have also seen that there are at least thirty of them who have reached the late stage of the Unity Realm. It is simply impossible for us to Kill them all, and if you stay, there is only one way to die."
As he spoke clearly, a palm shook away Yaksha who was attacking his back, and said with a trembling voice: "Buddha said that only by surviving can we better save all sentient beings. So... it is wisest for us to leave as soon as possible, you You don’t want your companions to die meaninglessly either.”
As he spoke, Ming Ran tugged Zheng Shiyi's sleeves hard, trying to make Zheng Shiyi leave.
"You can leave by yourself, they will all die!"
Zheng Shiyi's shoulders shook, and a powerful wave of air shook from his shoulders, shaking Mingli away. The whole person turned into a stream of light and rushed into Yaksha.
Among the yakshas, a figure kept flashing past, and every time it flashed, another yaksha fell.
One after another, the yakshas were chopped to the ground, and the bright red blood filled the air with the mist of death.
Among all the Yakshas, those strong men in the late stage of the Unity Realm who had never taken action looked at Zheng Shiyi with burning eyes. The opponents they encountered before were too weak to arouse their interest in taking action. Now, finally, A human being appeared who was worthy of their action.
"kill!"
The Yashas looked at their companions being killed one by one, and the ferocity in their bodies was fully aroused. They roared and rushed towards Zheng Shiyi. For a while, martial spirits bloomed one after another.
Under the fusion of soul and martial arts, many Yaksha's bodies more than doubled in size in an instant. Some Yaksha's bodies were formed with lava that could increase their body's defense several times. Some Yaksha's bodies became martial souls. The forms include ancient giant elephants, flaming hummingbirds, vines, and lightning.
Under the charge of the Yakshas, the mountains shook for a moment, and the ground began to flow like quicksand.
All around, the nearest Yashas rose into the sky one by one, waving their weapons and slashing down. For a moment, the sky was surrounded by countless sword lights and sword energy, like a giant net.
The biting wind blew, seeming to tear apart the surrounding air in an instant, leaving obvious cracks on the ground.
Zheng Shiyi raised his head and looked around. He was surrounded by all the yakshas, and there was no room for him to use the Eight Desolate Steps.
Now, we can only fight hard!
Ten rounds of energy erupted in Zheng Shiyi's body, and the power reached its peak in the middle stage of the Unity Realm. The ten spiritual springs seemed to absorb the heaven and earth, spinning rapidly in the long river of spiritual energy.
Four black auras emerged, and golden innate aura shimmered in the black. At a glance, it looked like four demonic dragons that could withstand the collapse of the sky, completely protecting Zheng Shiyi in the middle.
Waves of cold energy surged from his body to the surroundings. Before he could make any move, the clothes on his body were already stirring. Within two feet of his feet, weeds were lying around, and pieces of gravel were lying around. Flying up with the strong wind, like hidden weapons, they shot towards the surroundings.
(End of chapter)