My Private Marvel System

Relying on Luoxinyi, Dole can avoid the power of nirvana, but his poor aptitude will greatly hinder his practice. Even if there are countless spirit medicines for him to practice, his cultivation speed will still be very slow, the meridians are small and fragile, and he can't stand the impact of the powerful spiritual energy in some spirit medicines. Forcibly taking it may even lead to death.

There is not much time left for him. If he does not change his aptitude, it will be extremely difficult for him to survive in the world to come.

Dole Liwei slaughtered wildly, just to let the old guys from Xiaoyaomen know that he was a crazy person and made him throw a rat.

Even though this is still very dangerous, in order to meet the general trend and raise the cultivation level as soon as possible, Dole is willing to fight and gamble. He will not regret losing and will not avoid it.

The bright red light beams, like bright red silk, come and go quickly, disappearing in the blink of an eye, and the abnormal celestial phenomenon quickly recedes like a tide, and the charms hanging in the sky slowly converge. Go to the dazzling Shenhua, no longer as brilliant as small suns. However, the sky is still forged like blood, never changed, strange and terrifying.

In the east and west cities of Hanshan City, most of them, whether they are mortals or monks, hid in their houses and hid them. Only a few people stopped outside and watched. Most of these people were gathered at the West Gate and East Gate.

In front of the gate of the city, there was a crowd of people, extremely crowded, almost heads next to the heads, and it was difficult to move a single inch. If there weren't any monks in Xiaoyaomen trying their best to maintain order, they would have long been in chaos and riot. Otherwise, at the moment when the world changes, many people will be trampled to death by the panicked crowd.

Riots and riots have occurred, and several waves have occurred. However, it has been suppressed by Xiaoyaomen with iron and blood. Before the city gate. It was a shocking scene. Crimson blood is flowing everywhere. Slowly spreading to the four directions, a large piece of bluestone ground has been stained red with blood, and a thick and pungent smell of blood spread in the air, with a breath of death.

On the black walls on either side of the city gate, hundreds of people were pierced through their chests by a terrifying spear nearly seven feet long and nailed to them. A large stream of blood continuously flowed from these corpses down the city wall or along the hanging limbs, forming a terrifying pool of blood on the ground with a range of hundreds of meters, which looked particularly hideous and terrifying. It makes people feel terrified, scalp numb, and cold sweat on the back.

More than half of these people were the first to be beheaded by the Xiaoyaomen. Most of them did not commit anything, but simply wanted to leave Hanshan City, but they were caught by the Xiaoyaomen as a substitute for the dead ghosts to deter the riots. crowd. After killing four waves of hundreds of people one after another, they barely managed to stabilize the scene.

These four riots and riots also showed the dangers of Xiaoyaomen's law enforcement guards who arrogantly oppress the people in Yurou Township. The riots and riots are mostly caused by popular indignation, and people who are usually oppressed take the opportunity to cause chaos. Fear actually only accounts for a small part of the reason. Brother Xiaoyaomen faced the angry and crazy crowd, outnumbering the crowd. Somewhat unbearable, most of the damage, vitality.

Among them, the culprits of the first law enforcement team suffered the most casualties. Except for those who followed the old masters to find Dole with a crooked door, the rest of the people were all injured. The current law enforcement team is dead. The wounded, the disabled, the disabled, the wastes, even if they don’t dissolve, they won’t become a climate in the future.

At this moment, the people in the outside world were uniformly pale, like white-faced ghosts, their expressions were frightened and panic. Some people were still trembling, their legs shaking severely. The scene of the extinction scene just now was too terrifying. If the gods were furious, they would cast down the light of slaughtering the world, and wanted to annihilate the common people, scaring the three souls and seven souls of everyone present.

Some people who were fairly determined in their minds recovered and took a deep breath. While rejoicing in their hearts, they also felt puzzled. Because the thunder was loud, but the rain was small, there was no movement in the southern city and the northern city. It was very strange. Could everyone in the city die?

Some people thought of this possibility, and their faces turned pale again, but even shook their heads and ruled out this idea, this is not realistic.

"What happened just now?" Everyone was puzzled, but they had a very bad premonition in their hearts.

These people don't know, but Yang Guang and his wife who were rushing to West Street with their youngest son Yang Tianlin knew very well that all the people in Nancheng and Beicheng were dead.

There was a tremor in the hearts of the couple, and their eyes were full of amazement, but their footsteps did not stop, and they rushed forward.

His youngest son, Yang Tianlin, is nine years old this year. He is dressed in a blue shirt. He is handsome and cute, with exquisite features, red and phoenix eyes, long eyelashes, and big eyes. He is very watery, somewhat similar to Su Hui.

Living in a family with a small dozen a day, a large dozen a month, and a year of death, Yang Tianlin matures much earlier than his peers, clever and clever, and has also developed a talent for observing words and colors. The atmosphere between Guang and Su Hui was not right. When they were about to fight, they left early, knowing that it was useless to persuade them, and they simply didn't see anything. When the fight was over, there was no movement in the room, and then came back.

Every time Yang Tianlin came back, after Su Hui left, he would be scolded by Yang Guang, saying nothing more than "You little bunny didn't know how to persuade". Yang Tianlin was speechless about this and did not dare to talk back. , I just kept slandering in my heart, saying something like "I obviously see you father, you are very happy".

Children are clever and clever, but unfortunately they were "bad" by their parents, two words-ghost.

Yang Tianlin, who was hugged by Yang Guang’s strong arms, noticed the fear in his father’s eyes. Suspicious in his heart, his delicate eyebrows wrinkled subconsciously. He had only seen this look once, the mother took it two days ago. When he pointed the scissors to his father, he immediately glanced at his mother Su Hui, and found that the same was true, and the child became more puzzled, but he didn't ask, he just thought about it.

On the other side, Lu Hua and Liang Already, who lived only by a wall between the two families, were heading to West Street together, without any family members. The two have played bachelors all their lives, although they are a little shabby. One is malnourished. An overnutrition. But it's not that you can't ask your daughter-in-law. It's just that this hapless duo has always encountered right and wrong, and is too lucky to be afraid of hurting other girls. This matter has been delayed until now.

The two are not without relatives in the city, but they are all distant relatives, and the relationship is very distant. If you are not cold to them, if you want them to do something, you will come over shyly. If you have nothing to do, you will ignore it. It is very snobbery. It is impossible for the two to say that they are not cold, but they cannot be changed. That's it.

Furthermore. How shrewd like two people can lead people? The same goes for the shopkeeper Xu on the other side. Alone.

In the west of Hanshan City, the street where Dole was located, the people who ran away before are now wiped out, the bluestone ground is full of devastation, and there are steaming hot potholes everywhere, which has a kind of implication of life.

Xiao Yan's strength has plummeted, and he is still far from the peak period. Even if he is away from the **** of fire, he can't completely control it, causing the fire to leak out of it, so these potholes appear. If he hadn't tried his best to control and prevent the law of fire in the Litian God from exploding, otherwise the southern and northern cities would have become ruins.

After slaughtering half of the city, I don't know if it is the bottom line of Xiaoyaomen. If half of the city is destroyed, there will be no room for discussion with Xiaoyaomen.

And Dole is betting. If he won, he is temporarily safe. If he won't win the bet, his life is worrying.

The mark of the avenue is invisible and invisible. Even if a million people are added to the body, Dole did not feel any abnormality. It is just that the marks of the avenue of the millions of creatures have now turned into murderous, temporarily unable to converge, only waiting to be transformed into After the murderous reincarnation, outsiders can't feel it.

At this moment, Dole seems to be the king of ten thousand demons among the Nine Nether Hells. His murderous aura is overwhelming, terrifying, his aura is cold, violent, wicked, and full of countless negative auras. Anyone who is close to his ten feet at this moment, or Those who are more or less affected and whose minds are not strong enough, such as those who are extremely greedy for life and fear of death, under this monstrous murderous aura, there will be two situations, one is that they are scared and die suddenly. The other is a breakdown of mind, frustration and madness.

"Pu Xian asked, Ji Zang Hongkai..."

Millions of living beings are in the ashes, and the little monk knows it naturally, but his expression is as calm as usual, or as before. He continues to recite his sutra, a "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra" that wants to redeem the suffering of common people. .

Read this Buddhist scripture, but sit and watch millions of people die without moving anything.

Little monk, what are you thinking?

Except for himself, I am afraid that no one else knows. Perhaps this is his Buddha, not moving. Perhaps, he is enduring.

Dole asked Xiaoyan about the location of Wang Shuo and others who had fled before, and learned that these people now only had seven people left, so they jumped into the air, stepping on the void, and rushed to the nearest person. Before leaving, he left a sentence. To the little monk: "Remember what you said before."

In the face of the unpredictable variables of the little monk, Dole still has no intention of killing, and only he knows the reason. Perhaps, it may be because the little monk said that he would not be an enemy.

However, Dole is another person who will stifle variables in the cradle, unless he is confident, this variable will not threaten him, otherwise he will kill.

This is very contradictory, as contradictory as the Buddhist scriptures read by the young monk.

. . . .

In an elegant courtyard in the Zhang family mansion, Zhang Fan sat comfortably in front of a stone table, holding a jade cup with delicate patterns in his hand, and sipping tea.

Zhang Fan didn't worry about Dole coming after him, and even thought Dole was dead now. Soon after he returned, the Zhang family spy heard news that many senior figures above the Dao Dao level were rushing to Dole. After hearing the news, Zhang Fan felt mixed. The happy thing is that his fortunes are saved. He is very clear about the details of these senior figures. Even if these people can't use their divine power, they are still a powerful combat force. In his opinion, Dole is more ugly than good. The worry is that Luo Xinyi may be difficult to get hands on.

However, Zhang Fan didn't plan to go to this muddy water. Dole's unknown background makes him very jealous, and he will get in trouble if he fails.

At this moment, Zhang Fan took another sip of the "Aesculus Aegypti" in the carved jade cup. The fragrant, refreshing and delicious tea flowed down his throat and into his lungs, which was extremely comfortable. He squinted his eyes and said to himself: "This tea It's good, but it's a pity that there is no beauty with him."

Immediately, Zhang Fan thought of Xian Luo who made him think about it day and night, but never even wanted to look at him. His expression suddenly changed, gloomy, and murderous intent was released in his eyes. The jade cup in his hand was smashed by him. The ground became torn apart, tea and debris splashed everywhere.

Zhang Fan looked terrifying, with a faint look of madness, gritted his teeth: "Xianluo, you..."

However, before he said this sentence, he suddenly realized that there was a figure in front of him, and he was shocked.

Zhang Fan reacted extremely quickly, taking a few steps backwards violently, looking at the person coming. Three feet away in front of me is a young man with white hair like snow, with handsome facial features, deep red pupils, a slender figure, a little thin, wearing a blue dress, and his slender fingers are moving complex mysteries at an extremely terrifying speed. With his eyesight, he could only see countless afterimages intertwining crazily, and he couldn't see the path clearly.

"You are not dead!" Zhang Fan exclaimed, his hands and feet cold. He never thought that if Dole could survive, wouldn't the old people before...

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan was terrified. Where would he dare to confront Dole? He was about to escape, but he heard four extremely strange and slurred words spit out from Dole's mouth: "Bitter...Holy...Truth...Ink..."

As soon as these four words entered Zhang Fan’s ears, they suddenly turned into the sound of thousands of ghosts, terrifying and terrifying. With a feeling of extreme fear, Zhang Fan’s gallbladder was scared on the spot, and bile was sprayed in his body wantonly. diarrhea. Immediately, these four words turned into the roar of the mighty demon again, moving the sky and being frantic and violent, making Zhang Fan feel like a giant hammer hitting his heart fiercely, heartache, pain unbearable, straight into Deep in the soul. At this moment ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ his heart could no longer stand the violent magic sound, bursting open.

After that, these four words changed again and turned into creatures who were trapped in the Hell of Abi and suffered from the boundless pain, screaming and wailing, just like countless madmen roaring, screaming, howling, horrible Extremely miserable.

puff! puff…

He only listened to the dense muffled noise from Zhang Traditional, all the organs in his body exploded at this moment, and the whole person became **** and bloody, and he was no longer a person at all, just a human-shaped piece of flesh.

Boom!

The extinct Zhang Fan fell to the ground, a large pool of blood splattered from his tattered body like a spring, forming a pool of blood in an instant.

"The power of the Seal of the Noble Truth of Suffering is still higher than previously expected. With the power of sound killing, even the smashed Dzogchen monk who is not firm will be hit hard. What's more, there will be more terrifying chaotic attacks afterwards, but this person's strength It is too low to test the full power of the "Sacred Truth of Suffering". Why don't you wait to find a monk in the realm of silence?" Xiaoyan saw the power of the "Sacred Truth of Suffering" so terrifying and immediately proposed.

Dole dissipated the chaotic attack that had not yet been sent out, and shook his head immediately, his figure soared into the sky, flew to the next target, and responded: "No need. There is a chance to try again later, there is not much time, so I must do it as soon as possible. It's business."

The "Sacred Truth of Suffering" has two attacks. The first is a sound kill attack, and the second is a chaotic attack. The real purpose of the former is to shock people's hearts and let the other party appear temporarily absent. Of course, there is also a certain attack power. But chaos attack is the real attack, which contains mind attack, seal attack, and attack from the power of reincarnation and murderous intent in his spiritual consciousness space. In addition, there is also a kind of abnormal attack. It was the Buddha's power attack from the depths of his soul. (To be continued.)