Zhang Kun feels more and more that the attribute bar is actually similar to a belief collection machine.

From the perspective of the Western world, this is the divine ministry.

From the perspective of the Eastern world, it is the gods and incense.

However, my attribute column is biased towards humanity, and what I collect is a kind of beautiful feelings.

When it appears outwardly, it is the Dragon Qi point.

This dragon is not that dragon, it is not a real dragon, but the thoughts of all people, gathering them into dragon energy.

From this point of view, there is actually nothing wrong with it. As a human being, he gathers the Qi of the human realm and merges it into dragon Qi points, breaks through the realm, increases his cultivation, and then repays the human realm. There is no conflict with Zhang Kun's original intention.

So very good.

"Just wait and see, maybe things will turn around again."

An inexplicable smile flashed in Zhang Kun's eyes.

He seemed to have seen through Monk Guangming's next action plan.

Understand the other party’s purpose and who is the next target?

Let the bullet fly for a while first.

…

"Maha, prajna."

At dawn, Zuo Donglin and others had just rested. Before the spies sent out to find out the news returned to report, they heard a loud shout in their hearts.

boom……

The large and prosperous manor of the county captain's mansion was hit by a huge air wave. The houses collapsed and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Lines of pink light extended in all directions. From all sides of the Chen Mansion, densely packed Sanskrit golden symbols could be seen flying and moving, slowly squeezing inwards.

Formation.

Zuo Donglin opened his eyes and immediately saw these scenes in the bloody light.

He shouted loudly, rose into the sky, and drew his sword in his hand.

"Guang Ming, you are so shameless and despicable that you attacked us secretly. Aren't you afraid of confiscating your home and destroying your family?"

While he was talking, three figures rushed out beside him at the same time, taking their positions and waving their weapons to block.

In fact, even if they don't want to do it, they can't.

This time, not many people came, just five people.

Zen Master Guangming and his four major disciples occupied five directions and set up the Maha Prajna Joy Buddha Formation. The Gang Qi was everywhere, and the Chen family's guards and soldiers were unable to withstand the force of the blow. Their flesh and blood collapsed in all directions.

The remaining people who were not injured heard the vague and non-existent sound of Buddhist mantras being muttered in their ears. They were all confused, running around with red eyes and ears, and acted absurdly. They were already in a state of confusion and intoxication, and their souls could not control themselves.

"Zuo Donglin, you are the sixth-grade captain of Tiance Mansion, and you are quite famous. I didn't expect you to be so childish. I'm going to attack you, why don't you say hello?"

Guang Ming sneered, and without saying much, stepped into the void with a single step. The Buddha's light on his body was faint, and he was already in front of Zuo Donglin. He ignored the sharp sword light and pressed down with one finger.

The Buddha's mantra suddenly became shrill and shrill, like the screams of millions of women. It contained a sense of devastation and penetrated directly into the soul.

Zuo Donglin held a sword in his hand, and the sword force paused slightly. He was already affected. The sword cut out ten feet, but it was already in the air. He screamed in his heart that something was wrong. He was confused by the sound of the Buddha, and at the same time his heart was burning like boiling.

I was so dazzled that I lost the correct direction of Monk Guangming.

He was about to jump up and change his position, dancing with his sword.

Suddenly, there was a violent earthquake in the waist and ribs, and an unparalleled force penetrated the body and broke the kidneys.

"The demon monk deserves to die."

As Zuo Donglin shouted angrily, his long sword slashed out a bloody light, and he rushed straight to the top door with killing intent. There was the sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring, which made people's eyes and ears clear. At this time, he saw Guang Ming's true identity clearly.

Wherever you are, if you raise your eyebrows, you will be charged with blood.

But a chuckle was heard in his ears.

"That's true, that's true. You were hit by the Poor Monk's One Finger Great Joy Pursuit Technique, which damaged your kidneys. If you can still attack with one sword, you are considered capable."

As soon as the sound reached his ears, Zuo Donglin's expression became frightened.

As expected, this sword can't cut it out.

Not only could the sword light not be condensed, but my legs became weak and my whole body felt numb...

At the same time, I felt a chill in my tailbone, as if I had returned to the wedding night, that infinitely happy time.

not good.

His heart was shocked. Below the waist, some indescribable part was like a faucet that couldn't be turned off. The magic-killing power he had practiced for more than forty years combined with blood and water and rushed out.

First it was like a gurgling stream, and then like the Yangtze River, it couldn't stop.

"No……"

While shouting at the top of his lungs, after only three or five breaths, Zuo Donglin's face became like a dead tree, with deep wrinkles on his face, his hair turned snow-white, and his body became skin and bones.
Chapter completed!