My practice narration is weird

The sunset, the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, the loss of life...

The scene after scene crazily impacted Ye Wuyou's mind the moment he held the knife.

boom!

Ye Wuyou's figure flew backwards as if he was hit hard.

On the main seat, the blue-white demon looked indifferent. He lowered his head and looked at the "Vajra Demon-Subduing Pestle" and then at Ye Wuyou who stood up from the ground.

"The poor monk is confused, how did you find out?"

But then, the demon shook his head and said.

"No matter how you found it, you can't pull this thing out."

Is it?

Can't you pull out that knife?

"I come!"

With a shout, the half-length 'Ye Wuyou' suddenly broke free from the shackles of the blue-white demon and ran over in a bounding motion.

The small demon, whose flesh and blood had been mostly eaten away, looked at the two identical Ye Wuyou with a blank look in his eyes.

But it quickly chased after Ye Wuyou, who was jumping up and down.

It was him just now who dared to eat me!

Ye Wuyou stood across the aisle. The jumping 'Ye Wuyou' walked towards him with a ferocious smile on his face.

"Haha, you will die miserably." 'Ye Wuyou' laughed in a low voice.

"Really? Look at how you look now. Take care of yourself first." He said indifferently.

The two passed each other.

His sleeves fluttered, energy burst out, and Ye Wuyou stepped hard with his toes.

The smaller demon remained motionless, knowing that none of the opponent's moves could harm it.

So there is no need to dodge at all.

Until those two giant blue hands severely broke its figure.

To deal with the weird, of course you have to use the 'ghost' who is also weird.

Using strangeness again, the erosion on himself was already very serious. Ye Wuyou felt it for a moment, and a trace of extremely heavy gloom appeared on his face.

I can't save my lower body... I'm talking nonsense now.

At this moment, Ye Wuyou was extremely angry!

The giant blue hand kept smashing down, smashing the demon into a bloody mess.

Although the demon will recover again, it can still buy some time.

He looked back at his other self.

'Ye Wuyou' finally took hold of the knife.

boom! boom! boom!

The huge force tore his body into pieces in an instant, leaving only a head and a hand tightly holding the handle of the knife.

'Ye Wuyou''s eyes were no longer calm, but they were extremely stern and crazy.

"Do you understand, what is selflessness? Even a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood want to mess with my mind? How ridiculous!"

"Even if a hundred Lu Qingshan are in front of me, I won't be afraid at all!"

"I am now invincible in the world!"

I am invincible!

His figure was pushed back by a huge force, but there was something extra in his hand.

A bloody long knife.

Fang Ning and Five Realm Taoist's eyes widened.

Wasn't it just a vajra demon-conquering pestle? Why did it turn into such a bloody sword when it was pulled out?

Is this knife a seal, or what?

'Ye Wuyou' recovered quickly. He raised the blood-colored sword high above his head. The visible blood poured into his body, and his expression was extremely intoxicating.

"There is such a good thing, such a rich blood, and the body can be restored by killing. Okay, okay, how many people has this sword killed?"

'Ye Wuyou''s eyes were filled with evil aura, but the hand holding the knife remained motionless and he said with a smile.

"I have a strange feeling. The blood of this knife is very fresh. It doesn't look like something from thousands of years ago. You beast is really lying to us. Who else has been here recently?"

The blue-white demon on the main seat was silent for a long time and let out a soft sigh.

The demon's words sounded in a deep voice.

"Two months ago, someone sent this knife to the poor monk, but who they are and what their purpose is, the poor monk doesn't know."

Two months ago?

Is this the time when Yong'an Temple in the outside world was destroyed?

At that time, I had just joined Tianlao...

The blue-white demon formed its figure again from the blood foam.

The two Ye Wuyou looked at each other.

"You go fix it."

"Why? This beast is already immune to my moves. I can't handle it."

"Is that your problem? If you could kill it with one blow, wouldn't it be impossible to recover?"

"You go ahead, you go ahead? Even the magical powers of the five realms can't completely destroy it, how can I fight?"

"Then give me the knife and I'll do it."

"Why? This is my knife!"

"What's yours is mine, give me the knife!"

The two Ye Wuyou glared at each other and seemed to be on the verge of continuing to fight!

I would rather hit myself than face the blue-white demon.

"boom!"

The blue-white demon suddenly turned into pieces, accompanied by a crisp word.

"Noisy."

Xia Anmeng's words came clearly from the side, her big sleeves were swaying, and the red dress came slowly.

She stepped on the blood foam with her bare feet and stepped lightly again.

The blood foam that was about to condense collapsed again and could not condense for a long time.

solved?

The weird "demon" that my group couldn't deal with despite all their efforts was so easily solved by Xia Anmeng?

'Ye Wuyou' expression paused slightly, then he laughed, put on a gentle face, and said softly.

"Xia Anmeng, you have figured it out, right? Why not come with me..."

Bang!

The body was instantly pierced by Xia Anmeng, the blood-colored long knife fell from his hand, and 'Ye Wuyou' staggered a few steps.

The ghost hand spread out, bringing the long knife in front of him.

Xia Anmeng stood in the hall, her red skirt fluttering, her momentum surging, and she was extremely arrogant.

"What did I figure out?"

"I don't bother to think about those trivial things. What does the outside world have to do with me? I stand here, I am who I am. As for you, that sweet-talking smile makes me disgusted."

Snap, snap...

Another meat ball rolled down from the main seat steps.

Still coming?

Are these weird monsters endless?

Fang Ning's figure walked out of the futon at some point, and the five-level protector hesitated for a moment, sighed, and followed.

Several voices sounded almost at the same time.

Ye Wuyou: "You go and deal with it, I'll deal with the demon on the main seat."

'Ye Wuyou': "Did anyone say that?"

Fang Ning: "My Taoist magic has special attacks on demons, I'll do it."

The old Taoist of the fifth realm: "Oh, forget it..."

Only the one in red, with a cold look in his eyes, said proudly.

"When did I ever ask you to take action? Get out of here as far as you can."

'Ye Wuyou' seemed to be thinking about something, then suddenly stepped forward and rushed straight to the main seat.

Ye Wuyou followed closely behind, a step slower, but was stunned on the steps.

The blue-white demon on the main seat was still unable to move, and the golden chain made a crazy sound as he shook, and the formation engraving kept flashing.

In addition to being able to summon the meatball demon, the demon on the main seat seemed to have no other abilities.

And what made the demon struggle constantly was the action of 'Ye Wuyou'.

The huge demon was like a small mountain, sitting on the main seat.

Ye Wuyou's body was tiny, and he was clinging to the demon and eating it.

"Donor, what are you going to do?" the blue-white demon said angrily.

Ye Wuyou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed fiercely.

"Other weird things don't have flesh and blood, so I can't eat them even if I want to. Only you, the remains of the avenue with flesh and blood, are the best nutrients."

"As for what will happen if I eat you, how do I know? There has never been such a thing since ancient times, but you have flesh and blood! Who else should I eat if not you?"

After Ye Wuyou finished speaking, he tore the demon's flesh and blood.

He didn't say another word.

This demon and the weird are now almost similar. In the precipitation of years, the two are almost perfectly combined.

As the incarnation of the weird, he now has his own consciousness. If he eats this guy, maybe.

He can really live.

Under the steps, Ye Wuyou stared at this scene quietly.

[Damn, why can your fake do this! If he eats, you can eat too, eat quickly! ]

Psychopath, why would a normal person like me eat the flesh and blood of a demon?

Ye Wuyou looked at himself clinging to the other person and eating with relish.

For some reason, Ye Wuyou had an idea in his mind.

He eats, I don’t.

I’m at a disadvantage.

Silence for a while.

Ye Wuyou opened his mouth and stepped forward.