My teacher is a bit strong

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When Monk Chi's palm was about one millimeter away from Su Anran's body, a large amount of white smoke rose.

Others may not feel much, but Monk Chi can clearly feel that the temperature of the palm of his right hand is rising rapidly, and soon there is a burning sensation of being scalded.

The idiot monk who had already realized something, Dang even withdrew his right hand, his face was a little cloudy.

"How?" Jiang Yuyan asked nervously.

The crazy monk didn't answer, just shook his head and sighed.

"What a pity." Lu Yao curled her lips, "It looks like our trip was wasted."

"Hey." Chi Monk laughed, but from the tone of his voice, it was obvious that he was quite upset, "Whether the other party did it on purpose or not, he did do one thing right, but it's a pity that our The plan failed."

Hearing monk Chi's words, the others also became vigilant.

They had already guessed that the sudden appearance of the three Demon Lords must have no good intentions, but it was only after hearing their own confession at this time that they realized that they had a kind of unknowingly just now. A subconscious change—almost everyone thought that even if Su Anran entered the Demon Realm, as long as she could survive, it would be a good thing.

"Magic barrier!" Ye Qing exclaimed.

After getting her reminder, the others came to their senses, and at this time, they really found that there was a faint layer of black mist around themselves and others.

But the strange thing is, it should be a very conspicuous black mist, but none of them noticed it before—this is actually a very dangerous signal, because it means that everyone present was almost possessed just now .

"You guys are so despicable!"

"Tch." Lu Yao sneered disdainfully, "Isn't it a matter of course that we, as Demon Lords, have some differences? This demonic energy is naturally emitted by us, why is it so despicable? If you really have no evil thoughts in your heart, you will naturally not be affected. If you have evil intentions, you will all fall into the devil if you have our evil spirit... You humans are hypocrisy, and you have an urgent desire, but you insist on pretending What a gentleman, disgusting."

"Forget it, forget it." The idiot monk smiled and shook his head, "Although our plan has failed, it's a rare one, so we have to do something."

"This is the worst place I have ever seen. It is even more dilapidated than our Demon Realm. This secret realm has survived until now. I want to applaud its tenacity." Lu Yao curled her lips, "You say , what else can we do? Help this secret realm escape from the sea of ​​suffering and send it on its last journey?"

"This is the secret realm of the sky, and the core hasn't been shattered yet. How can it be broken?" The idiot monk couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "Do you want Venerable Shi to owe you a favor?"

Lu Yao's eyes lit up: "How to do it?"

She is very clear that her mind has never been very smart, so there is no need to do such brain-using things.

Anyway, she is a "desire", and she always does things as she pleases—it's not so much that her body precedes her brain, it's better to say that she acts more on an instinctive intuition.

The crazy monk didn't speak, but looked up at the sky.

The next moment, there was only a sonic boom in the air.

The frenzied airflow even made everyone in the room stagger, and several people were thrown out directly. In the end, it was the idiot monk who raised his hand to suppress the frantic airflow.

"Anran... didn't die, right?" Qingyu hugged Su Anran tightly from the beginning to the end, so that he wouldn't be blown away by the sudden airflow just now. The monk, however, did not have the fear of ordinary monks facing the demon king, her eyes revealed an undisguised longing.

"Sigh." The foolish monk sighed, "It's a pity that 'Ainian' already has Master Shi, otherwise you would be a very good jade in the rough... I don't know if he is dead or not, but in short, we came here just now It is true that he has the intention of transforming him into a demon, but it is a pity that he is protected by a great aura of righteousness, so we can't do it... Perhaps, you should find the person who protected his body with awe-inspiring righteousness Ask, what kind of 'words' did he impose on him before that?"

After finishing speaking, the figure of the idiot monk slowly disappeared in front of everyone.

Instead, he appeared in front of Huang Feifei: "Huang Benefactor, how about we play a game of chess?"

"It is rumored that Monk Chi never plays white chess with others."

Huang Feifei glanced at Shi Lezhi, who was already carrying the little butcher, and was looking for Yinglong, who was about to slay the dragon—she couldn't pretend that she didn't hear the little butcher's mother-in-law just now; , Lu Yao and Jiang Yuyan who were about to tear him into pieces.

"What's the stake?"

"You win, we retreat." The foolish monk smiled, "I win, this world belongs to the demon domain."

"it is good!"

Chapter 139: Keep People Under the Sword!

Shi Lezhi looked calm.

But the calmer she was, the worse her mood was.

The little butcher has turned into a long sword in her hand.

In the entire mysterious world, there are only two people who can truly display the power of a little butcher: Su Anran and Shi Lezhi.

Even Huang Zi and Huang Feifei can only activate [-]% of the little butcher's power at most, and this is only when the little butcher is willing to cooperate.Even if other cultivators in the other shore realm forcefully hold Little Butcher, they can only exert [-]% to [-]% of its power.

"Roar--"

It directly crashed into a large area of ​​building ruins, and even Ying Long, who was trapped in the ground, had to show his original shape at this time, and was finally able to break through the ground and see the sun again.

The original shape of Yinglong is very similar to that of mirage dragon, both have the body of a real dragon with wings on their backs.But the only difference is that Yinglong's body is covered with dragon scales, unlike the mirage dragon, the lower part of the body is smooth, and Yinglong's wings are not made of ice crystals, but fleshy wings covered with feathers. It is more than ten meters long, and it looks much taller than the mirage dragon as a whole, and the color of the scales and feathers is also darker, like metal.

But less than a second after it saw the light of day again, Shi Lezhi had already arrived with his sword.

The blood-red sword light, like a big sun, fell directly on Yinglong's body.

Ying Long didn't have time to dodge at all, facing the sword that made his soul tremble, a golden radiance flashed from his body.

Among the five obedient dragons, Yinglong and Jiaolong are the most capable fighters, so their physical strength is also the strongest. Not to mention that ordinary swords are hard to hurt, even spells are difficult to cause obvious killing effects on them , and this is Yinglong and Jiaolong's instinctive defense, and they haven't even used their innate magical powers to strengthen their bodies.

At this moment, when Ying Long saw the flying sword in Shi Lezhi's hand, it didn't dare to rely on its own body strength to resist.

After all, it had suffered from a small butcher not long ago.

What Ying Long didn't expect was that even though it forcibly enhanced its own protective ability with its innate supernatural powers, when the blood-red sword energy like a bright sun reached its body, its body had already been cut with a deep visible line. From the huge wound in the bone, a large amount of blood splashed out immediately, and sprinkled on the land.

In an instant, a lot of screams could be heard on the ground where the dragon's blood was spilled.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of deformed creatures visible to the naked eye continued to run out of the ruins on the ground, but these creatures that had obviously been eroded by the void air and changed their shapes soon caused a second mutation.

They either have scales growing on their bodies, or horns growing on their heads, and some even have fist-sized lumps growing out of their flesh and blood.

These monsters ran out of the hiding places where dragon blood was sprinkled everywhere, and then accompanied by the secondary distortion on their bodies, they let out a series of mournful wailing sounds, and then quickly fell to the ground without moving.After another one or two seconds, these deformed monsters that seemed to have died soon stood up again, but there was no light in their eyes, and they looked like puppets who had lost their minds .

dragon slave.

Also known as dragon puppet, dragon puppet, and slave puppet, it is a reference for puppet art in the second era, and it is also a nightmare when the human race rises during the spiritual recovery period of the third era.

Different from Jiaolong who can overwhelm the rivers and seas by virtue of his physical strength, as a war slave dragon who is as famous as Jiaolong and even faintly surpasses Jiaolong, Yinglong is not only physically strong, but also because Yinglong's blood can create a large number of dragon slaves. ——Even if it is only slightly contaminated, it will soon lead to the pollution of the soul, and eventually become a plaything, a puppet, and a slave in the hands of the Yinglong clan.

At this moment, these dragon slaves who had lost their sanity quickly raised their heads to look at Shi Lezhi who was suspended in mid-air.

There was no fear of the strong in their eyes, but angry roars.

Then the next moment, these dragon slaves infected by the secondary distortion flew up towards the sky one after another—some of them had wings on their backs, and they flew up with one flap; .But no matter what method they used, they all charged towards Shi Lezhi without hesitation and as if death was at home.

There are no less than a hundred dragon slaves in this densely populated area.

And the appearance of this swarm also makes people involuntarily think of the overwhelming scenery of locusts.

"This is your method?" Shi Lezhi said lightly, but her face soon became furious: "With your methods, who gave you the courage to touch my husband!?"

Under the roar, Shi Lezhi swung his sword again.

But this time, there was no sword energy bursting out of the air.

Yes, it was just a sudden vibration ripple in midair, as if the whole space trembled.

Immediately afterwards, all the dragon slaves that flew into the sky were all blown apart, turning into a pile of minced meat and a puff of blood mist that burst out in the sky, and sprinkled a blood rain in the sky, which looked stinky Incomparable.

However, almost at the moment when the blood rain fell, there was another sword energy in the air like a river splitting the sea, forcibly dividing all the blood rain and pieces of meat into two halves—that was A black sword energy that was almost as high as the sky rushed towards Ying Long like a tsunami.

"Roar!" Ying Long roared angrily, "What about the demon king?! I am also the king of Ying Long's clan!"

Ying Long's front body didn't move, but the back half of his body swung quickly, flicking his tail forward.

The next moment, there was a strong wind.

There were several tornadoes between the sky and the earth that completely violated common sense. The sky and the earth simultaneously rolled up the swirling airflow, and then quickly gathered in midair, turning into a tornado airflow visible to the naked eye.

These tornadoes swirled rapidly, and then merged with each other: not only the sky and the earth merged, but also the collision and combination of tornadoes and tornadoes, and then formed a larger one that covered nearly a hundred miles. The tornado air flow was intercepted before the sword energy that seemed to split the space.

This is the collision of up and down and left and right—the tornadoes of the sky and the earth gather together, while the sword qi splits and moves left and right.

"The devil is not good..."

Shi Lezhi's voice sounded calmly.

Her voice was still calm, without any expression of emotion at all, as if she was talking about something in a straightforward manner.

"...But slaying the dragon is enough."

The sound fell.

With the sound of thunder and thunder, the tornado air flow that seemed to destroy the world immediately shattered and turned into a terrifying air flow that swept across the whole area—that is a truly terrifying air pressure that is enough to dig three feet into the ground. Any monk facing this Under the terrifying pressure, it is impossible for a monk with a weaker cultivation base to hold on.And all the distorted objects caused by this catastrophe in the secret realm exploded under this terrifying pressure, turning into a pile of unidentifiable pieces of flesh and blood.

In an instant, the world was silent.

This is real extinction.

……

"pat-"

The idiotic monk who had just given birth to a son sighed.

There is already a big white dragon on the chessboard, but the big net intertwined with black pieces is also full of murderous intentions. If you are not careful, it is not the big dragon breaking the net, but the dragon slaying.

The idiot monk holds the white.

Huang Feifei is black.

"It's careless."

The words fell, and a strong wind suddenly picked up.

At this moment when the world was silent, Monk Chi's voice seemed to fall anywhere in the world.

It's not the meditation of the Buddha's voice.

It's the magic sound that confuses the heart.

At this moment, a sense of restlessness rose in the hearts of almost all the monks.

There is an obsession with exercises.

There is an obsession with food.

There is an obsession with lovers.

There is an obsession with wealth.

There is an obsession with power.

All of this, in the final analysis, is for the word "idiot".

"pat-"

Huang Feifei also dropped a son.

In this environment where the world is silent, the sound of the chess pieces being placed on the board resounds like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, resounding through the world.

Even because of the great strength, the chessboard was vaguely unstable, several white pieces actually jumped up following Huang Feifei's drop, and then turned into fine powder in the turbulent torrent that reverberated in the world.

On the chessboard, the murderous intent of the black net became more intense, and the white dragon, which was already struggling, seemed to be entering a dead end, and the dragon's horns and claws were broken in the fierce struggle.

"Concession." Huang Feifei swiped her right hand.

The dragon is broken.

In the dark world, the sun finally broke through the thick clouds and poured down.

Although it didn't completely return this world to the bright world, but it also felt a little more warm.

The eyes of those survivor monks who fell into obsession regained their clarity.

They fell to the ground, gasping for breath, their faces full of fear.

Because they knew very well that if Huang Feifei hadn't settled down in time, they would have all fallen into demons at this moment, and they would never be able to return to the mysterious world for the rest of their lives.

Previously, the voice of Huang Feifei making a chess appointment with Monk Chi did not conceal anything, it would be better to say that everyone in this world could hear it clearly.

But what they thought before was that Huang Feifei took this world as a bet, and it had nothing to do with them at all.

Only then did I realize that the so-called "betting on this world" does not just refer to a "secret realm of the vault of heaven", but also includes all the monks in this world-they are also one of the bets. one!

"Why are you so sure that Master Shi will definitely win?"

The idiot monk has another son.

On the chessboard, even though the dragon is broken, he is not without a chance to turn the game over.

After all, if it weren't for the sudden loss of a few pieces, there would be no chance for the black net to break the dragon.

And with a few pieces missing, there will naturally be a few more vacancies on the chessboard.

The chess played between Monk Chi and Huang Feifei is not determined by the number of eyes.