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Just when everyone believed that Shisheng had been defeated by Qiao Zimu, a miracle happened again. When the air mass that was like a demon sun descended, at the critical moment, the scroll slowly unfolded.

The monk in the painting, as a Buddha incarnation of Ksitigarbha, came to the world just to find someone who could save the troubled times. The compassionate monk in the painting left hope to Shisheng, and Shisheng also took on this important task. Until the last moment, he still did not choose to give up.

Perhaps this time is full of ups and downs, but those obstacles are also welcomed by practice. As long as you don’t give up, you will be successful and successful one day.

Because God always takes care of those who stick to their original wishes.

However, the reason why Shisheng was able to reach this day was not his own strength. What he understood was that the reason why he could stand up again was because of the people who had been silently giving behind him. How many unknown heroes have sacrificed for the peaceful years in the world?

His master, the monk Rushi in the painting, and his father Wu Xingxiao, they left hope for this time with their sacrifice. Now Shisheng has inherited the hope left by them and all the unknown heroes, so how can he fall again?

The fire rose into the sky, and the hot pillar of fire pointed directly at the demon ball in the air!

The fire collided violently with the demon ball, and the surging fire spread everywhere, and it was actually confronting the demon aura. Qiao Zimu in the air saw that the boy who could not stand up had made such a big noise again, and he couldn't help but stare at him and roared angrily: "How is this possible!!"

And while talking, a white light was seen passing through the pillar of fire. Immediately afterwards, a white line appeared on the green demonic air ball. After a loud bang, the demonic air ball in the fire turned into two halves, and a pale figure as white as snow rose into the sky. That was Shisheng!

He has now recovered his strength, which is the last gift left to him by the monk in the painting.

The sword fell down with a sword aura mixed with the Yin Feng of Death had already arrived in front of Qiao Zi's eyes in the blink of an eye. The demon only felt his eyebrows chill, and then hurriedly dodged. The sword aura passed by, and a thin frost seal condensed between his eyebrows. He said that it was almost time to say that after avoiding this sword, Qiao Zi's claws, who were shocked and angry, pushed his claws downwards, and then shouted: "It's obviously a person who is going to die, it's obviously a person who is going to die. Why do you still have this kind of power!?"

Yes. Shisheng's changes made Qiao Zimu unable to believe it. He could not stand up the moment before, but in a blink of an eye, he actually used a stronger force than before. How could this be possible?

And how is this impossible?

Shisheng gritted his teeth, jumped over the devil's claws that were hitting him, and then rushed up again with the knife. He said coldly: "Do you really think God is helping you?"

Qiao Zimu never understood where Shisheng's power originated, but the words of this Shisheng made an inexplicable cold appear in his whole body. In fact, Qiao Zimu's luck has always been amazing. How many times have escaped from death, allowing it to survive incredible and gain the strongest power.

He always thought that God was helping him, and this was also the source of its ambition, but until this moment, when he was looking at the Shisheng rushing towards him, Qiao Zimu couldn't help feeling chilled, because the boy's various immortal experiences and powerful changes were, to some extent, exactly like himself.

Who is God helping?

Could it be that, as he said, God did not help me, but was.........No! How is this possible! God helped me, I am the greatest existence in the world, who would it help if it doesn't help?!

Thinking of this, Qiao Zi's head was sweating profusely, and he saw his eyebrows standing up and his expression was ferocious and roaring wildly: "It's all nonsense. If God doesn't help me, will he help you die?!"

While speaking, Qiao Zimu pulled his hands forward and used all his strength to blast out a demonic aura. The demonic aura rushed straight towards Shisheng like a pillar. Shisheng faced the demonic aura like a flying star, but Shisheng was completely fearless. He held Nan Fei in both hands and raised him over his head, then raised his face and said word by word: "You are wrong. I have a bad relationship with God. The only thing that can help me is the unyielding belief of doing good!"

How could Qiao Zimu understand Shisheng's words? It also said that this kid dog luck has received some evil things to help him, and this power is just a desperate struggle, so it gritted its teeth and released the demonic energy even more violently. However, it still did not expect that at the moment when it lowered its head, its eyes suddenly became dazed. Then.

Immediately afterwards, it actually saw a scene that was enough to shock it.

Facing the demonic aura, Shisheng welcomed him with a knife, and at that moment, a golden light suddenly fluctuated behind him, and a huge monk sitting statue appeared among the golden light.

How could Qiao Zimu forget the appearance of the monk? For many years, the scene on the back mountain in the northern country will often appear in his nightmare, just like the mysterious monk of that year!!

The golden light is peaceful, and the monk in the painting sits upright in the golden light, the image is hazy like a reflection in the water, his eyes are half open and half closed, and a smile is placed on the corner of his mouth, solemn and compassionate. When facing Qiao Zi's purpose, he saw the monk in the painting slowly stretching out his palm towards him, and Qiao Zi's mind was frightened by the fear and trembled all over and subconsciously closed his eyes.

When it opened its eyes again, it found that the golden light and the monk had disappeared without a trace.

Is this an illusion?!

In just a moment, Qiao Zi's body was already penetrated by cold sweat. The scene was like a dream like a flower, so in a trance that it didn't know whether the scene was illusory or real.

And in this moment, Shisheng had bypassed the demonic energy, rushed to Qiao Zi's goal, and slashed it with one sword!

At the critical moment of life and death, Qiao Zimu, who was still in shock, subconsciously wanted to clamp Nanfei with his hands, but this attack Shisheng used all his strength, and the sword whizzed like wind and thunder. Although Qiao Zimu clamped his palms together and clamped Nanfei, he could not stop the knife from falling. Nanfei passed through the gap between Qiao Zimu's two palms. At the same time, Qiao Zimu heard Shisheng's cold voice: "Is it a bit too late to believe in good faith and rituals to Buddha now?"

Qiao Zi was shocked. At that time, his hands were still on the top of his head, in the shape of a Buddha-like ritual. However, a cool feeling was passed by the tip of his nose, the tip of his nose, the chin, and then the front chest and the dantian.

Qiao Zimu was about to speak, and when he heard the sound of "Kara", his chest was already broken by Shisheng's unlucky life, and blood was gushing. He couldn't stop it.

That was the first time Shisheng had severely damaged Qiao Zimu. Qiao Zimu couldn't believe it was true. He had already obtained all the power of the ghost mother, and had clearly become an extraordinary existence. But why, why was he still injured so seriously?

And what is this boy named Wu?!

Liu Bolun, who was sitting on the ground, also saw this scene. After seeing Shisheng finally split the old thief's body, Liu Bolun trembled all over and felt mixed feelings in his heart.

As Qiao Zimu said, Senior Brother Tunan is dead, and Shisheng has no other choice to do so. Instead of letting the hero rest in peace in the future, it is better to cut it off with one knife!

Thinking of this, Liu Bolun plucked up all his strength and looked at the nightmare sky. He shouted hoarsely with tears in his eyes: "Get all this, Shisheng!!"

In a state of Yin body, Shisheng's two pupils that were contracting inward were filled with golden light. After drawing the knife, he used the hard-flying half circle in the air and slashed on Qiao Zi's shoulder again. With a clatter of Kara, Qiao Zi's left shoulder and clavicle was broken, and another blood gushed out.

Qiao Zi felt a sharp pain in his eyes, and screamed and quickly raised his left claw to pull it out. Shisheng, who had already red eyes, did not dodge or dodge, and recognized the five sharp claws that pierced into his chest. He could no longer hide. All he could do was to attack with all his might!

So, when Qiao Zi's claws pierced into Shi Sheng's muscles, Shi Sheng raised his knife and thrust into Qiao Zi's throat and penetrated from Fengchi point behind the back!

Then, Shisheng shouted violently, twisted the knife in his hand hard, and with a swish, Qiao Zimu's throat was picked, and only half of the head was still connected to the flesh.

Have you won?!

Liu Bolun on the ground was extremely excited, thinking that no matter how strong the old thief was, his head was damaged, and he should be unable to escape and die! God, let's end all this soon. In the world, you can no longer stand the trouble!

But did Qiao Zimu, the source of malicious intention at that time, really die like this?

The answer seemed no. At the moment when Shisheng cut through its throat, he saw Qiao Zimu's eyes suddenly widening. At that moment, a long-lost sense of despair appeared again. In the midst of severe pain, he opened his mouth and made a sound that could not be distinguished.

Immediately afterwards, its left hand twitched hard, and then another slapped, slapped Shisheng far away. After Shisheng stabilized his body in mid-air, he saw the demonic aura that had been broken by Nan Fei again appeared, covering Qiao Zi's body.

At this time, Qiao Zimu had already assimilated with Tai Sui, so that Shen Tunan's body was destroyed, but it could still live forever with this body. It can be said that now it has long turned into a malice and became an immortal body.

Although he could not die, he could not help but feel pain. The hard-flying blade and Shisheng's yin power made him feel the real pain of bone cutting. In the demonic aura, the blood gushing out of Qiao Zimu's body gradually condensed into the flesh and blood of Tai Sui. In the severe pain and fear, Qiao Zimu suddenly found that it could not speak. His mouth was wide open, and what he made was a hoarse moan like a broken gong.

How did it become like this? How did it become like this? It questioned its great self in its heart. At the same time, the malice of the ghost mother who had not been digested began to run around in his body. The malicious intention and demonic energy madly occupied his body, and Qiao Zi's consciousness became more and more crazy and distorted.

I have already obtained everything, why do I still fail? No, failure is not allowed. I am the strongest. No matter the gods and demons, they will tremble under my hands. I am the greatest. Everyone must be under my control. What evil and kindness are all bullshit in front of my power! Yes, I am not wrong. Isn’t this the way this world should be like? People with power are destined to enslave and control those weak people at will! This is the law of this world! And if I have this power, how can I fail?!

I am the strongest person, I am the king of this world, I am! I am……

Me, who am I?

The demonic aura filled the air, and Qiao Zi's eyes in the fog suddenly froze, and while the malice began to flow wildly, it suddenly felt a dazed in its heart. At that moment, it actually forgot who it was.

And this thought flashed by. Then, he felt that there was a darkness in front of him. There seemed to be a little light in the darkness. Qiao Zimu subconsciously wanted to grab the light, but he fell deeper and deeper in the darkness. Qiao Zimu's fragile heart had long been occupied by panic, so he began to long for the arrival of power with his own wishes.

Give me strength and give me strength! I want stronger strength!!

Qiao Zimu thought that as long as he had the strength, he could control everything, but he did not expect that when he began to ask for malice endlessly, the malice accumulated over thousands of years would only sink him deeper and deeper in the darkness.

All the power in the world comes from thoughts. Now that Qiao Zimu, who is a delusional person, has collapsed, he can no longer control the supreme malice, so the change begins again.

The demonic energy fluctuated, and the green dark clouds above Yingzhou rolled like waves, and the air seemed to sting the skin like a needle tip, in the boiling demonic fog. Qiao Zimu's body began to twist violently, and the crystals of Tai Sui spread throughout the body. The bones made a violent sound. When Shisheng saw that the demonic energy began to fluctuate violently, his heart sank and immediately understood why.

It seems that this old thief will die if he does evil deeds. Now he cannot control this eternal malice, so the demonic energy is out of control and swallows his mind.

And in this case, what is waiting for it next will be destined to be transformed into a "body demon".

Yes, aren’t there already many similar precedents?

Although Qiao Zi's purpose ending was caused by his own fault, Shisheng understood the definition of "the body demon". This kind of thing has no thoughts and acts only based on the heart. Since that is the case, what is this everlasting malicious slaughter?

Still need a question?

The original intention of Tai Sui coming to the world was to destroy everything in the world. After many twists and turns, everything seemed to have returned to its original starting point.

You cannot make it a physical demon, otherwise the world will be destroyed!

Thinking of this, Shisheng looked anxiously at the sky beside him. The damn light cave in the distance had not disappeared. So Shisheng made a quick decision, and after roaring, he stepped on the void and pounced on the boiling demonic aura.

His body kept rotating, and with the power of this rotation, he slashed with all his strength!

At that time, Shisheng was like a living Shura, and he couldn't fly the power of ghosts and gods in his hands. The Yin wind made the air condense into ice, and the huge ice skate mercilessly slashed towards the demon of the body!

When Shisheng's sword aura slashed into the demonic aura, millions of green light suddenly burst out from the air!

But no sound came out.

When the light disappeared, snowflakes began to fall in the air. It was caused by the crushing of Shisheng's sword energy. The main person who broke the sword energy was no longer Qiao Zimu.

Shisheng's body slowly landed, and his skin was slowly gloomy, he gasped. He only saw a monster full of fish-sized crystals standing in the air, his feet were five feet tall, his legs twisted into a strange arc to his side, and his three palms turned into whip-like things, swaying and floating in the air. The huge head was filled with colorful eyes, and Qiao Zimu's face was dying and dying, and Qiao Zimu's face appeared on his chest.

It was not Chen Tunan's face, but Qiao Zimu's initial disgusting old face.

In addition to this face, there is also a child's face next to it of unknown who it is. These two faces are completely disproportionate to the huge body. It is obvious that the physical demon is still in shape at this time!

The physical demon, which had formed a shape, had already lost consciousness. Seeing the face and mouth of Qiao Zi on its chest wide open, a disgusting hoarse voice drifting in the air: "Who am I, who am I..."

You are no longer anyone.

Shisheng sighed, and after hearing Qiao Zimu moan twice, he suddenly glared at his eyes and let out a harsh roar!

Immediately afterwards, the physical body moved.

And the direction it floats is exactly the direction of the Immortal Gate Light Cave!

It seems that the only and first thing that the physical body demon, which has already returned to Tai Sui's malicious behavior, is to subconsciously return to the world. At this time, Shisheng dissipated all his Yin power. Can he still stop it? Or in other words, even if he enters the state of ghosts and gods again, its difficulty in flying can really cut off this physical body demon?

Shisheng roared unwillingly. The tenacity of the physical demon was beyond his imagination. The sword he had just made could not cut it off. It was too hard. Shisheng had no choice but to do anything to him. At that moment, the feeling of Lu Chengming's physical demon suddenly appeared in his heart.

If it is allowed to return to the world, then will all the efforts so far be wasted!!

Shisheng roared unwillingly, and just as he landed on the ground, a strong wind blew, and in the wind, an open scroll could not stop flying. Looking at the scroll Shisheng was shocked, because it was a picture of reality!

The reality picture at this time actually underwent subtle changes like the monk's master's picture.

In the previous picture, the reality picture was originally blank, but for some reason, now when it unfolds again, Shisheng found a real picture appeared on it!

Mountains, wastelands, tigers!

At the end of the wasteland, there were high peaks looming, and a colorful tiger looked at Shisheng coldly in the wasteland.
To be continued...