The Dragon from Hell

Le Zhengli didn't know what it was, but the sapling was obviously alive.

Since it was alive, something that he considered "dirty" could actually exist outside the moonlight!

Le Zhengli almost subconsciously took a half step back, but soon he realized something. The Moonlight behind him opened again and actually enveloped him directly.

"Get out!"

The next moment, a large amount of dust came out of every pore of his body, and more and more.

There was even a pair of eyes that actually came out directly from his pupils.

Before leaving his body, these angry eyes looked at him.

Le Zhengli looked expressionlessly at the dust leaving his body and gathering towards the sapling on the head of the Three-phase Buddha.

I don't know if it was his illusion, when the dust gathered towards the sapling, the sapling was actually growing slowly.

However, the great cultivator was not confused. He watched these dust particles condense quickly with an expressionless face, and the eyes were always looking at him.

In the darkness, a human figure gradually appeared on the head of the Three-phase Buddha.

First, the bones, then the flesh, internal organs, blood, and finally even his skin and hair gathered together again.

Le Zhengli had seen many physical cultivators. Those low-class people were just lunatics who tortured themselves and entered the Tao with pain.

It was really ridiculous to try to compare the immortal way with a mortal body.

He even saw the mortal who cultivated the golden elixir with a mortal body. He had no spiritual bones, so he even had only two golden elixirs.

At that time, Le Zhengli stood at the edge of the crowd, and the mortal was surrounded by the immortal elders who had higher cultivation than him.

Le Zhengli saw the crazy look of the mortal, shouting that he could become an immortal.

However, the next moment, he died.

Le Zhengli thought it was the most ridiculous scene he had ever seen. A mortal bone who had spent his life to cultivate a second-level golden elixir actually thought that he could become an immortal.

The most ridiculous thing was that one of the golden elixirs was given to him by the immortal sect.

He was just given a fake golden elixir, but it actually destroyed his body to the extent that even physical cultivators could not heal it.

But that mortal bone died miserably. Le Zhengli still remembered that his internal organs turned into a pool of thick water, and his bones were broken into pieces.

The two newly cultivated golden elixirs were scattered on the ground, like dirty stones that no one wanted.

The reason why the people from the immortal sect were there was to see how far the self-healing ability of a mortal bone body cultivator could reach.

Later, Le Zhengli also saw many physical cultivators, and the self-healing ability of the golden elixir body cultivator was the strongest.

I thought that was the limit of mortal bones, but I didn't expect that at this moment, a monster was standing in front of me.

Qin Feng's body was restored with the help of the seeds, and it took him less than ten breaths to complete all this.

If he could restore his body after it turned into dust, what else in the world could kill him?

But Le Zhengli didn't dwell on this issue. Since he couldn't kill him, he could just keep him from getting out forever.

The pupil of the moonlight opened again, and Le Zhengli pointed casually. In the thick darkness, a gap emitting moonlight immediately appeared.

In this gap was a small world, and that world was called: Pure.

That was the world from the moonlight. Once Qin Feng entered it, he would stay in the moonlight forever.

No matter how strong his body was, even if he could turn into air and heal himself, he would never be able to tear through the pure space.

But Le Zhengli didn't succeed.

Because when Qin Feng's body condensed again, the malice that made Le Zhengli feel cold became stronger and stronger.

The arc of the corners of the Three-phase Buddha's mouth became larger and larger, as if he was mocking Le Zhengli.

Le Zhengli frowned, feeling angry that he was troubled by a mortal body.

The most important thing is that Feng Qiang has gone nowhere.

"Where is my wife?"

Feng Qiang can't do it alone now. In order to keep the blood of Yueyingtai, she sealed the blood of her Phoenix clan. Now she only has a body of cultivation, but can't really take action.

"Hehe..."

The laughter sounded again, and every time the laughter sounded, it was emphasized.

At this time, Le Zhengli realized that the laughter came from the three-phase Buddha in front of him.

This three-phase Buddha is alive!

Le Zhengli's pupils dilated slightly: "This three-phase Buddha has a golden body, it's alive!"

All people's precious body is just a response body given by God.

Including Yue Zhengli's Yue Jiutian.

But Qin Feng is different. His three-phase Buddha is just a response body.However, he created a golden body for this body.

With the golden body and the offerings, it has its own flesh and blood, and is separated from the original consciousness.

"This is impossible!"

However, no one cares whether this is possible or not, and no one cares whether he believes it or not.

Qin Feng's eyes, which were burning with anger, gradually extinguished the flames, revealing the cold pupils inside: "I am really angry at you..."

"I am so weak, I can even be shattered by your thoughts, I am no different from an ant in front of you..."

"You are so strong, you are really too strong, I feel jealous of you..."

Qin Feng stared at Le Zhengli with his eyes. This was the first time he faced such a strong opponent like Le Zhengli.

He had met many opponents in the past, many of whom were much stronger than him.

Whether it was Xuanyuan Cang or Wan You before, Qin Feng knew that he didn't need to fight at all in front of them.

If the other party wanted to kill him, he wouldn't even have a chance to fight back.

Le Zhengli at this moment made him jealous and furious.

He was just a fragment, a fragment of a person who had long passed away, not even a complete person.

He had been in someone else's plan since birth.

Even his anger at this moment was planned.

He had no way to get rid of, let alone get over Le Zhengli in front of him.

It can be said that he was now in a state of impotent rage.

But what made him even more angry was not that there were people in this world who were so much stronger than him.

Rather, this person who was so strong that he even felt jealous was even more narrow-minded than himself, who was as weak as an ant.

He was a strong man who was blessed by God, while he was just a fragment, an incomplete person, a tragedy.

But he was such a weak ant, but he was always thinking about whether to save the world.

Qin Feng felt too angry, and he suddenly felt malicious towards the world.

This kind of malice was infinitely magnified by him and summed up in three words: unfair.