Sun Changkong only knew that the living Qiu Yunhe, Wei Jingwei and Chen Yulian could be used by Luozhuang to enhance their cultivation, but he didn't know if the blood of the dead Luozhuang still had a miraculous effect. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but when he saw Meng Kuo poking towards Luozhuang's throat, his already tired heart was active again.

It was a threat of death.

"Hehe, don't be confused. According to common sense, even if a person who has cultivated Wang Xingyi Gong dies, the hidden power of the dead capital will disappear with it. But ......"

"But what?" Sun Changkong chuckled.

"But I'm different, my family once had a miraculous skill called the One Finger Spirit, which can give a moment of life to the deceased whose body has been preserved. It's only for a moment, but it's enough. What I have learned is the quick-word formula in the five-form Yigong, and my thinking and action are several times faster than that of ordinary people. It was just a few buckets of blood, and in an instant I was able to completely suck it up. So ......" Meng Kuo deliberately didn't continue, but waited for the other party to answer.

"So you're the winner?" Sun Changkong asked rhetorically.

"Yes!"

Meng Kuo seemed to fulfill what he had just said, only to see a faint blue color suddenly grow on his right index finger, and then put his lips on the other party's neck. Just wait for the finger spirit to activate, and then he bite down harder. That way, there won't be any mistakes.

"Damn, is it really going to let the traitor succeed this time?" Sun Changkong looked at Meng Kuo unwillingly, but there was nothing he could do, he could only witness all this.

"Big brother, your strength is finally mine, with a strong cultivation and a smart brain, you can go with peace of mind, I will pass on the five-phase horse thief." ”

As soon as the words fell, Meng Kuo had already opened his mouth, and immediately took it in his neck, where the blood vessels were the most dense. At the same time, one of his fingers also poked at the center of Luo Zhuang's eyebrows, and the latter's eyes immediately popped out, as if they were about to pull their eyeballs out.

Huo Zhuang lived, not only his eyes, but also the hot blood that contained advanced cultivation. The teeth pierced under the skin, severing a large number of blood vessels, and plasma gushed into Meng Kuo's body. For a moment, he felt that the bones in his body had become much thicker, and then there was a "creaking" grinding sound. His muscle meridians are also growing rapidly, and the original muscle fiber has now grown to the thickness of three or four, and the momentum has not stopped.

Feeling the drastic changes in his body, and thinking that he would usher in the first rebirth in his life later, even Meng Kuo, who has always been known for his steadiness, smirked proudly.

But somehow, the unbridled laughter of the winner came to an abrupt end, and the screeching of the blood jets waned considerably, and finally disappeared completely, inaudible.

Then, Meng Kuo's face turned from red to purple, and the blood in his body was all tense at this time, floating on the epidermis. The spirit of one of his fingers was no longer "spiritual" this time, and the light on his finger was suddenly extinguished due to the "breathing" of the candle blown by the wind, as if it were his life.

"How...... How is that possible!"

Meng Kuo shuddered and looked down, and was stunned to find that the eyes that were supposed to be "dead" were full of vitality again. At the same time, his own vitality was passing rapidly, and it was pouring into Luo Zhuang's body in an endless stream.

Originally, he Meng Kuo absorbed the other party, why did he suddenly fall down?

Gradually, Meng Kuo's aura became weaker and weaker, while Luo Zhuang became more and more energetic, even the poisonous sores on his body began to recover gradually, and the empty dantian was filled with fresh aura, which further consolidated the foundation and made his cultivation improve again.

This time, it was finally Luo Zhuang's turn to laugh. Meng Kuo wanted to escape, but found that his lips had been stained on the other party's body, and no matter how he tore it, he couldn't escape it. He wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but he couldn't say a word because his mouth was sealed, so he could only kneel on the ground and scream, as if he had seen a terrible devil.

Obviously, Luo Zhuang is the devil in his heart.

This is also the reason why Meng Kuo has never rebelled.

Luo Zhuang is too strong, even if the other four masters go together, they are far from his opponents.

So Meng Kuo could only wait for the opportunity.

Who knows, this fox is so cunning that he can even expect such a thing as being absorbed by himself one day. Therefore, he secretly practiced an extremely inconspicuous technique in Luozhuang - although he died, he still lived a miracle skill. A kind of chicken rib heart method that can keep one's soul in the short time after death. So on the surface, Luo Zhuang is dead, but in fact his brain is still active, and his consciousness is still awake.

At the moment when Meng Kuo sucked his own blood, he quickly excreted a large amount of toxins from his body, and then passed them into the other party's meridians, so that the poisonous sores could be repaired.

However, this is far from enough for the rebirth of Luozhuang. Therefore, another kind of divine skill running in his body has played a miraculous effect, the Great Law of the Stone of Other Mountains, a domineering technique that can transfer the damage suffered by himself to the body of others. This exercise can be used not only to transfer internal injuries, but also to external injuries sustained on the body. However, this kind of exercise must be in the process of the blood connection between the two to be effective. And now they happen to be in this delicate state.

In a word: God help me.

Because of all kinds of preparations and various coincidences, Luo Zhuang successfully transferred the fatal wound on his body to Meng Kuo's body. And the latter has not even fully understood what has happened before. He just felt that the itch all over his body could be tolerated, and then the aura in his body began to dissipate and dissipate, and a cool breeze suddenly arose from the heavenly spirit to the central axis between his legs, and then the blood splashed out inexplicably and spilled all over the ground. What puzzled him the most was, when did the originally red blood become purple-black?

Meng Kuo was smart, but he didn't expect to lose his life for a while because of confusion. He watched Luozhuang's tall and majestic figure grow again, and compared to it, he lost completely, and even the possibility of turning over was gone.

"Second brother, worthy of being my good brother!"

When Luo Zhuang got up, he had already picked up Meng Kuo with his hands. His previous appearance was Meng Kuo's current scene. Looking at this comrade, colleague, and brother who had fought side by side with him and drank and talked, Luo Zhuang looked up to the sky and roared, and then threw it out.

"Don't let me see you again in the next life!"

These words seemed light, but when he heard Meng Kuo's heart, he was as heavy as a thousand catties. Immediately after, he saw the other party slam his palm on his body. And his own body obediently split apart and completely disintegrated.

Although Luo Zhuang killed Meng Kuo, Meng Kuo did not complain about the other party at all. On the contrary, he was grateful to Luo Zhuang, and thanked the other party for saving him from the sea of suffering as soon as possible, so that he suffered a lot less. At the last moment of his life, Meng Kuo smiled, just like the happy person he used to play with his brothers and jokes.

This time, you can have fun!

After finishing the last companion, Luo Zhuang reappeared in the sky above Sun Changkong. condescending, commanding, and completely ignoring the ant-like Sun Changkong in his eyes.

And at this moment, what else can Sun Changkong do but wait for death? He doesn't even have the ability to kill himself. Even if there were, he wouldn't use it. After going through so many tribulations, big and small, which time did he not worry about his life? Didn't he survive it? The dust had not settled, the coffin had not been nailed, and he would never give up until the end.

"Hmph, your life is really big, so you won't die. Either God doesn't have long eyes, or God thinks you died too cheaply, so he let you live and ask others to kill. ”

"Hehe, you're quite optimistic, and you're so funny when you're dying. I can't bear to kill you. Luo Zhuang pretended to be authentic.

"Really, I wish you were telling the truth. Sun Changkong replied with a wry smile.

"Scolding, it seems that you are also afraid of death!" Luo Zhuang said in surprise.

"Of course, the world is so big, I'm afraid I can't find anyone who is really not afraid of death!"

"Then do you think I look like me?" Luo Zhuang suddenly said seriously.

"You, if you are not afraid of death, will you design so many means for yourself to survive in death? You are not only afraid of death, but you are afraid of death!" Sun Changkong gritted his teeth and said.

"Hehe, I really can't accept being counted down by a junior like you! Okay, the conversation is over, go die!"

Generally speaking, most of the people who say this go to Hades before their enemies do it.

Luo Zhuang has also seen similar episodes, but he never thought that such a thing would happen to him. Maybe he believed in his own strength too much and didn't think anyone could do that, maybe it was just because he was too timid by nature to believe it.

The old people say that good people go to heaven when they die, and bad people go to hell when they die. Luo Zhuang naturally belongs to the latter group of people. But what he didn't understand was why he flew into the sky, and flew better and higher than anyone else.

"Am I going to heaven?"

Sun Changkong looked at the hole that appeared not far away, and his chin was really exaggerated. After all, he had never seen a person grow so tall and be powerless. At the same time, the person standing in front of him was really taken aback.

"Is that you?"

When Fang Xishi came to the underground cave, the passage was already empty, except for Chen Yulian, who had not been completely absorbed, and there was rubble scattered all over the ground.

Of course, the thing that caught his attention the most was the circular hole above his head.

The edges of the hole are rough, apparently just formed. But its shape is really regular, and it looks like a gap caused by a blow. If someone really cultivates to such a point, then how terrifying will his Buddha-figure be?

When Sun Changkong woke up again, he was surprised to find himself lying on a luxuriously decorated bed. On both sides of the big bed, there are four good-looking beauties with bee waists and fat buttocks to serve each other. It's just that somehow, there is a trace of demonic secret flow between the rich and gorgeous appearances, which makes people feel uneasy.

"Are you awake?"

Sun Changkong looked at the comer, and the scene before fainting was vivid.

"It's you?"

Following the vague memory, Sun Changkong remembered the scene when he first met Linlang Treasure Dao in the Treasure Pavilion that day.

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