Devil Seeds

Everyone who saw the eyeball began to scratch their bodies subconsciously.

A beautiful female monk suddenly let out a piercing scream.

At first she just felt itching in her chest, and then she saw her chest getting bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger.

Some things are too small for small people and too big for big people. When you don’t have them, you think about them.

Although she was only in a different world, the female monk whose reality was as small as the Huzhong Realm was still slightly pleased at this moment, thinking that her dream had come true.

Unexpectedly, he secretly lifted the skirt of his shirt and looked inside, only to see two terrifying human faces growing out of his chest.

The eyeballs on the man's face were rolling, and the pale eyeballs were turned outwards, just looking up from the collar opening, looking at her strangely.

The nun was terrified.

So scream out loud.

Gradually, many people around have changed.

At the same time, some people started to go crazy and attack the people around them crazily.

"Everyone, don't look at it! Don't look at that eyeball. It's an evil thing, and it has a special curse contained in it, and it's considered harmful." In the crowd, some senior practitioners with strong willpower issued such warnings.

But it is not very useful.

Because the eyeball not only exudes horror and weirdness, but also has a strong attraction, which is naturally addictive.

"I can't do it, Master, I can't help it anymore, I want to see it... I want to see it. Master gouges out my eyes, quickly gouges out my eyes." A disciple of Jianzong asked for help from the master beside him .

But his master didn't pay attention to his words. Instead, he was pinching the sword formula and reciting the sword scripture silently with all his strength.

Trying to fight against this crazy attraction and weirdness through the vast sword scriptures, majestic knowledge of the sword, and the belief in the sword.

However, it didn't take long before he opened his mouth and let out a howl.

"Nightmare Sword Sutra, Bloody Eyes Flying Sword...Why didn't I think of it before, why didn't I understand it before? This is the right way, this is the real sword scripture, this is the real peak of the sword way...!" Cultivator Zong went crazy. He pulled out his eyeballs and wanted to use them to make sword pills.

"Everyone! Everyone! Don't panic! Don't panic!"

"Only something that is more holy and greater can resist the power that we cannot understand. Everyone visualizes, Taoist, Buddha, and even the devil. No matter what it is...choose the one you are most familiar with , Hurry up and visualize. Every hair, every scale, every detail... Infinitely improve them in consciousness, infinite myth." Aunt Li used a dagger to dig out the growth on her arm Eyeball, then yell.

After finishing speaking, Aunt Li took the lead in sitting down cross-legged, and began to fabricate the image of Nine Heavens Slaughtering Demon Tianzun in her consciousness.

Under Aunt Li's reminder, most of the sane monks sat cross-legged and began to visualize the patriarchs of various families or a certain legendary mythical boss they believed in.

"Get in the way!" Ke Xiaoliang stood outside the world, looked down from the perspective of God, and snorted coldly.

Afterwards, a dazzling sword light flew out from under the Duantian Cliff.

The sword light cut across and cut through the sky.

"Who?"

"Whose sword aura pierced that eyeball?" The monks of Jianzong are very sensitive to sword light, and at this special time, they are inexplicably extravagant.

"It's not piercing the eyeball, but cutting off our sight, so that we can't look directly at the eyeball." An elder of Zhenwuzong said.

He dug out the strange mouth and sharp teeth that grew out of the palms of his hands.

"It should be the sword intent left by Murong Bai."

"I finally know why he left those words specially."

"Words are just a carrier. In addition to conveying messages, they also have another function, which is to carry this sword intent. Using words, let it remain for hundreds of years, until today."

"Everyone, run away! Don't stay here anymore."

"Whether behind that eyeball is an evil god or something else, we have no way of knowing. But it is definitely very powerful, even beyond our imagination." Brother Hai said.

"How is it possible...a mere warrior. A warrior from a small different world...why can he leave behind such a sword intent? Not only does it linger for hundreds of years, it can also block the line of sight and prevent the pollution and invasion of the strange eye ...!"

"Broken Void... Broken Void. Can warriors in this world really have such great power after reaching the level of Broken Void?" There were still many monks who had doubts about the power of warriors in this world. There is more interest and exploration in this world of high martial arts.

Ben mostly just intends to use this world as a plot point harvesting area.

Now, some sincerity is beginning to emerge.

Suddenly, the earth and mountains began to tremble.

Far away... something seems to be shaking.

"what happened?"

"Here... what the hell... what the hell is happening again... what the hell?" The monk, who had been repeatedly provoked, let out a roar that was on the verge of collapse.

In the distance, a mountain is moving.

"That... there!"

"Is that person... familiar?" Someone asked, pointing to the person under the mountain in the distance.

"Hei Pi! Hei Pi! It's the Hei Pi who can wear the Vajra Armor!" The monk who forgot his name and couldn't forget the black skin immediately yelled.

I saw that black skin exuding a layer of golden light all over, and the blood around him was rushing, and the real energy was soaring that a cloud of smoke evaporated above his head.

He carried a mountain on his shoulders.

Stepping on heavy steps, he was walking towards Duantianya step by step.

Finally, he reached the foot of Duantian Cliff.

Just heard a shout.

The mountain peak that was carried on his shoulders was thrown heavily.

Everyone saw the shadow, which was quickly covering and falling.

"Run... the mountain is about to come down!" the crowd bluffed.

Some people escaped immediately, and of course some people failed to escape.

The final feeling is... so heavy, so heavy, so sad.

The heavy mountain peak pressed against the flattened Duantian Cliff, and Pingbai grew a section of this cliff.

At the same time, the Lingyun Grotto, which emitted shadows and projected eyeballs, was also buried under the mountain.

No matter how violently the blood spurts, it still cannot lift a mountain.

"The strength of a warrior can carry a mountain."

"This is the Grandmaster... the Grandmaster who is called the God of the Land!" Among the few remaining indigenous warriors, one of the old monks trembled when he saw the black-skinned figure, and finally made such a voice.

"Grandmaster?"

"Is this the master?"

"What the hell is the master?"

"Then what is a grand master, what is a supreme grand master? What is a broken warrior?" The minds of the monks are full of question marks at this moment.

It just... suddenly felt that sense of superiority was gone.

Originally they thought that the pinnacle of cultivation was to become immortals and become ancestors, to live forever and see for a long time... Naturally, they can look down on those rough and frizzy warriors. But now...it seems...not possible?

The magic value opened the gate to release the water, and it poured non-stop.

Ke Xiaoliang finally showed a smile when he saw his magic value constantly rising.

"It seems to be...maybe...should be...enough?"

The fifth watch is over on the fourth day!

Goodnight everybody!

The waste paper is burned out, let's go to rest!