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"Qin Hao, don't make the same mistakes again and again! I am the one sent by Wanfo Temple to investigate the murder of Zhaoti monk. If you kill me, no matter whether Zhaoti monk was killed by you or not, the two accounts are destined to be settled. On your head. Yes, I admit that we have indeed underestimated you. Your strength is so terrifying that it has far exceeded our expectations. However, the Tianshi Mansion and the Wanfo Temple stand tall in the rivers and lakes and martial arts for thousands of years. The unreachable, stronger than you also exist, blindly regardless of the consequences, trying to be quick for a while, will only bring you a devastating disaster!"

Monk Jingkong knew that he couldn't escape, and he also knew that it was useless to beg for mercy. Besides, with his self-esteem as a master of god transformation, how could he be willing to bow down to this brat in front of him? He analyzed the pros and cons, explained all the reasons, and only hoped that Qin Hao could see his situation clearly and let him live, which was a disguised form of begging for mercy, and also left a bit of face for himself.

It's a pity that he really underestimated Qin Hao's dominance. Qin Hao has never been a good talker. Before, he was reluctant to fight with the two because of the kindness that the recruiting monk had done to him. Now that he has done so, The grudge has already been forged, so how could he care about revenge?

"I gave you a chance, and since you don't want it, it's no wonder I'm not to blame!" Qin Hao's expression was indifferent, killing intent enveloped Monk Jing Kong, and his attitude was clear.

Monk Jing Kong's face was livid, and he asked again: "Is it true that we can't give in to each other?"

"It must be killed!" Qin Hao said again, but there was still no change.

"Then you go to die!" Monk Jing Kong knew that it was irreversible, and he no longer took any chances. With a long roar, the Buddha power in his body swelled ~, and the Sanskrit sound curled up, like thunder roaring, shocking the mind.

At the same time, a bodhi orb that shone with a strange blood color burst out and hit Qin Hao's head. If it was hit for real, the heads of ordinary people would definitely burst.

Obviously, Monk Jing Kong's wishful thinking was well planned. The sudden mental attack wanted to break Qin Hao's spirit. He took this opportunity to concentrate all his strength on the bodhi beads nourished by his own essence and blood for decades when he was unable to concentrate. Attack on the flesh ~ body.

Don't underestimate this Blood Bodhi Orb. This is a treasure he accidentally obtained from an ancient relic during his early travels. Although it is not as good as the Buddhist treasure, it has a trace of charm and spirituality. magic weapon. In the past few decades, after being nourished by the old monk's essence and blood and blessed by Buddha's power, this object has become extraordinary, and its quality has improved. Overkill.

It's a pity that Qin Hao didn't relax his vigilance towards the old guy from the beginning to the end. Although his body was empty, it didn't affect the power of the soul at all. Moreover, there was a method of refining the gods handed down by the white-clothed scribes before, allowing him to Every time I realize it, the soul grows stronger and stronger, how can it be matched by ordinary cultivators in the realm of transforming gods.

With a loud shout, Qin Hao's eyes shone with golden light, and a small golden sword condensed from the power of the soul, or a more vivid dagger, shot straight at the monk Jingkong.

Just for a moment, Monk Jingkong felt his head was about to explode, like thousands of needles pricking him. The pain was so unbearable that the veins burst out, his old face was flushed, and blood oozes from the seven orifices. It was extremely miserable.

At the same time, Qin Hao punched out suddenly, and collided with the Bodhi Orb that burst out with dazzling blood-colored and strange light. After a roar, the orb seemed to be attacked by a huge force, and it was covered with cracks like spider webs. The next second It burst into pieces with a bang.

When Monk Jing Kong stabilized his mind, he saw the scene in front of him, and his face turned ashes in shock. You must know that his treasure is a real magic weapon that can smash half a mountain peak.

He was blown away by a punch when he collided with human flesh~. It can be seen how hard and terrifying Qin Hao's flesh~body is. It can't be described in words. It has already surpassed the human race, like a god and demon!

"Qin Hao, if you have something to say, let's..." Monk Jingkong is at the end of his rope, his physical and mental injuries make him unable to fight anymore, and besides, Qin Hao's terrifying fighting power makes him unable to raise his head to fight him at all The thought of going down, he had to forcefully hold back the fear in his heart if he didn't run away.

However, Qin Hao didn't give him a chance to continue. Before he could finish speaking, Qin Hao broke out and punched Monk Jing Kong's big bald head with all his strength.

Boom!

With a bang, the head of Monk Jing Kong exploded suddenly, turning into a cloud of blood mist, and his headless body fell to the ground with a plop, without any life left.

After dealing with Monk Jing Kong, Qin Hao didn't linger, spanned four or five miles in a few breaths and kicked halfway up the mountain with a whip kick. When the mountain exploded like an explosion, rocks and rocks collapsed, Qin Hao just kicked the place out There was a big hole, and Ling Xuzi, who was hiding in it with at least five or six broken ribs, was dragged out, half dead.

Don't look at this guy who seems to have no clearance on the surface, and the monk's wounds are hideous and scary, but in fact, his injuries are much more serious inside. Not only his arms were blown off, but also several ribs were broken. Unfortunately, one of them happened to hit his heart. If an ordinary person encountered such an injury, he would have died long ago. Fortunately, he is a cultivator in the realm of transforming gods, and his cultivation base is profound.

However, because of his serious injuries, he was already unable to move his body, otherwise, he would have taken advantage of Qin Hao's gap in chasing and killing Monk Jing Kong to escape for his life.

He even killed the monk of Wanfo Temple who had no grudges. How could Qin Hao be merciful to Zhang Zifan's fellow disciple of Tianshifu, just go down and kick Ling Xuzi's head, which is considered to be the end of the matter.

As for the disciples brought by these two, after seeing Qin Hao knocking down Monk Jingkong and Ling Xuzi with a few punches, they all scattered and fled all over the mountains and plains. How dare they fight Qin Hao head-on, let alone arrest him and go back On trial!

According to Qin Hao's original intention, if he didn't do anything, he should have killed them all. However, due to Mu Qianxue's current crisis, Qin Hao didn't have the time and thought to care about these ants. Beside Mu Qianxue, seeing his exhausted appearance, almost couldn't hold back the tears, and hurriedly took out the relics and poured them into Mu Qianxue's body, in an attempt to suppress the raging Gu poison.

The relic entered the body, and the black energy on Mu Qianxue's face immediately retreated at a speed visible to the naked eye. Under the peaceful and domineering Buddha's light, it finally returned to the dantian of the abdomen and huddled together.

But, that's all, Mu Qianxue's withered and almost fleshless body has not recovered, her complexion is extremely pale, there is no blood at all, her hair is still withered and yellow, and she still looks like her life force has come to an end, not because of relics. Get better for the son's sake.

"Brother-in-law, how is my sister? Is everything all right?" Mu Qianjun asked anxiously, holding Qin Hao's clothes tightly with his small hands, his eyes were full of hope, and he was extremely nervous.

Qin Hao frowned, almost twisted into a ball. He was proficient in medical skills, and he had a clear understanding of Mu Qianxue's physical condition in a moment, and said with a solemn expression: "Your sister's condition is very bad, and the relics were still in good condition before. Barely suppressed the Gu poison, without endangering its normal life and body function. The old bald donkey forcibly took away the relic, so that the domineering Gu poison in your sister broke out again, more violent than the previous time, and now the relic It can only guarantee that her life will be safe for a short period of time, but her body will become weaker and weaker day by day, and if she does not find a way to detoxify her poison before it fills her whole body, even the Immortal Da Luo will not be able to continue her life!"