Journey to the West: Writing Ten Thousand Worlds

“Jinwu?”

Su Ming glanced sideways at Da Ri Rulai, muttered a soft word, and then struck, this palm reversed the sun and moon, and grabbed the seven inches and five points, eye-eyed and winged immortal flying knife in his hand.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The throwing knife cut into Su Ming’s palm, emitting a piercing sound, and bursts of purple flames erupted, although the skin was not broken.

However, Su Ming did feel the pain, this knife was very sharp and extremely terrifying.

“Even the Yuan God can be chopped? Nice knife! ”

Su Ming let out a sneer, and then crushed it.

As the Great Sun came, like a heavy blow, the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife was connected to his heart, and this destruction caused him to suffer a lot of trauma.

“Su Ming?”

Jiang Hao was a little frightened, a little afraid, he hadn’t taken the initiative to call Su Ming to come to this world, and most importantly, Su Ming’s body was not condensed by literary qi, but an entity?

Can’t see through, can’t see through, even if he is the writer of the book “Seeking Demons”, Jiang Hao feels that he can’t control everything at all, which is completely different from the feeling when he wrote books such as “The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng”.

This is complete powerlessness!

“It’s me!”

Su Ming replied lightly, his breath was volatile, sometimes it was terrifying, just his breath could fall stars, and sometimes he was very ordinary, like a mortal, without the slightest harm.

“Don’t write anymore, your strength is too weak, the unyielding will of those people alone is enough to make you die, not to mention those taboos!”

Su Ming looked at the book “Seeking Demons” and pointed out that he directly sealed it, so that Jiang Hao had enough strength to finish it.

“What period of Su Ming are you?” Jiang Hao asked, this was his doubt.

“It doesn’t matter what period of Su Ming I am, the important thing is that you understand that everything you write is real, next time you can be careful, be careful, not everyone is as good-tempered as me!”

Su Ming raised his hand and slapped out a palm, a huge big palm that covered the sky, carrying an incomparably terrifying aura of destruction, and repelled the Buddhas with one palm.

“Well, I won’t be in this world for long, I will only help you once, and you have to go by yourself in the future!”

Su Ming didn’t say much, his state at this time was similar to Jiang Haozhong’s, he was rejected by this heaven and earth, and the void around him was constantly cracking, wanting to squeeze him out of this world.

“My name is Su Ming, and everyone in the world calls me a demon!

Su Ming stood above the firmament, with this world and the sentient beings on this side, announcing his arrival.

“This, this, this, this is the book spirit?”

At this moment, Xunzi only felt that his scalp was numb, and his speech was a little unfavorable.

“Not a book spirit, but an extraterritorial powerhouse? No, it’s not like, it’s like a preacher in his world? “Confucius was extraordinary, but he couldn’t be sure.

Too strong, too strong!

Just instead of looking at each other, under those eyes that were as deep as the sea of stars, people would sink at a glance, and their souls would be lost and disintegrated, and all the Buddhas would not dare to look at him.

How could that aura be so terrifying, it was almost on a par with several saints!

“Go all out to test it!” In the ears of Da Rirulai, the voices of the two saints came.

Da Ri Rulai nodded, his body of Buddha light became more and more brilliant, he sacrificed the gourd behind him, the murderous aura was a few points weaker than the Immortal Sword, but it was still terrifying, and there was a feeling that made all living beings tremble.

“No matter who you are, since you are a demon, that Buddha will be cursed!”

“Please baby turn around again!”

Da Ri Rulai roared angrily, and shot out with all his strength, urging the Immortal Slashing Gourd in front of him.

The gourd shook violently, and above its belly, two cracks slowly opened, which were actually two blood-colored eyes.

It turns out that not only throwing knives have eyes, but also gourds.

The murderous aura rushed, the heavens and the earth were quiet, and then the fierce wind rose, and the entire firmament was dyed with a layer of blood.

Swish~

Seven rings in a row, I saw that the immortal gourd continued to swallow the knife light, which happened to be red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, and among them, the purple throwing knife was the most terrifying, and it seemed to have the ability to destroy the sky and the earth.

Kill!

Seven immortal flying knives in one, the knife is murderous, the qi is vast, at first glance it is a whole, for a simple color, and then look closely but find that a total of seven colors, it is actually made of seven kinds of divine gold mixed together, perfectly integrated, into a whole!

Su Ming frowned slightly, and the expression in his eyes finally became a little serious.

“This is the Fire Barbarian Inheritance-Blood Moon, optimistic!”

Su Ming pointed out, taught Jiang Hao some of his magical powers and exercises, and personally demonstrated them to him.

“The brute desire, the side of the poor, the residual fire melts the blood, the reading of the burning sky, the burning of the firmament… If the fire moon rises, the vast heaven and earth… At that time, meditate, blood and fire are stacked, nine is the pole, one is the law, burning the barbarian fire and nine worships, becoming the passage of worship of fire! ”

On Su Ming’s body, the flames were soaring, he bathed in divine fire, and various phantoms appeared around his body, and countless fire crows swirled around him, and blasted out with his punch.

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(ps: the third more, the fifth more did not do it, tomorrow burst o o(–_–).) ）_

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