The decaying wicker rolled towards the soles of Li Zhichang’s feet but was bounced several centimeters away, which supported the weight of Li Zhichang and made Xu Lizhong feel dizzy.
The spider with a human face also fell apart, not because it was blown up by Li Zhichang, but because its body could support extraordinary strength for several seconds.
Just now, Avelot Dieter used it to exert its ultimate physical strength, and even if Li Zhichang didn’t do it, it would rapidly decline.
But Avelot Dieter is still one of the monsters.
"You killed me, but you have already killed two humans."
Li Zhichang said lightly, "I don’t believe that you can be reborn in limited times. Your spiritual strength has weakened a little. Every time you are parasitized, it is not completely useless to you."
"Then you can try how many times you can kill me and how many more people you can kill."
She knows a lot about human weaknesses and injuries. Li Zhichang couldn’t have killed all the monsters here because it was human.
"I don’t ask for help, and I’m not afraid of blood and sin." Li Zhichang is a sigh.
Avelot Dieter, these people’s lives threatened her, but Li Zhichang saw her weakness. You wouldn’t say such things if you were not afraid of death.
Li Zhichang waved his arm as if he were lifting a sickle. This is not a sickle of death. There is no dead breath, but there is an indescribable solemnity
His eyes are full of vitality, like the harvest joy in the hearts of farmers in wheat fields.
He was so fast that the naked eye couldn’t see his ghosting. His hand was like a sickle, and he regarded the monster as a golden straw. When he lifted his knife and fell, a Avelot Dite parasitic monster died.
But Li Zhichang didn’t have that bloody murderous look.
He didn’t kill people, but harvested life.
In a sense, Li Zhichang is indiscriminate, but he is not as cold as the devil.
Finally, the blood in the Luochang area merged into a stream and flowed into the river, which dyed the river red.
The moon is no longer scarlet, but this place has been mixed with blood.
A cloud of smoke loomed out of Avelot Dite’s face. She looked at Li Zhichang incredulously and said, "You are the devil."
Li Zhichang reached into the smoke and gently grabbed the smoke and dissipated.
He replied softly, "I’m not a demon, not a Buddha. I’m just me."
There was a terrorist attack in a university in Rongcheng, and at least dozens of students died. At the same time, China said that it had severely condemned the international extreme terrorism that caused this tragedy and would investigate it at all costs.
In fact, a secret department has an S-class fugitive image all over the national network, and the video of the tragedy is top secret.
Everyone who saw that video didn’t believe that human could move at such incredible speed.
Students who study the basic theory of traditional Chinese medicine find that their new teacher suddenly disappears, and everyone who comes into contact with Li Zhichang in the school has been under constant surveillance for some time.
Sun Jing and Bai Susu are the most important.
This close surveillance lasted for a long time and was extremely secretive.
Li Zhichang is now in the Atlantic Ocean on a passenger ship that will arrive in Citigroup.
This time he knew that he had done something wrong, but he didn’t regret it.
Whether the world is real or unreal, but if the real world happens again, he will still do it, and he will do it even if he knows his mistake.
He didn’t find an excuse to escape this incident, and even when he thought about the Xiuluo field, he couldn’t avoid it.
That inexplicable emotion kept eating away at his heart, stripping him of the darkest side of his heart, making him seem to be stripped of flesh and blood by a knife, exposing the tendons in the blood vessels inside the bones.
He face up to his sin and has no noble reason to hide it.
Stripping his aloof shell from others’ eyes reveals that he still has some evil qualities.
After breaking the shackles of some insurmountable rules, he felt that he was not restrained by magic, but deeply understood what magic was.
By analyzing himself bit by bit, he also approached his thought of transforming himself into heaven bit by bit.
I feel more and more difficult about this opponent.
The idea of treating all rules as things, the idea of treating all beings as dust, and swearing not to stop, does not show how difficult this monty Lord is
The sea breeze gently blows over the salty sea water, and the taste is vaguely like blood smell.
The sea moves on the sea surface, but there is a kind of tranquility.
Until the sea, the sun suddenly jumped out from the junction of water and sky, and it was red and full of blood but no death. It was full of vitality and attracted Li Zhichang’s attention.
Chapter 13 Spiritual Dojo
At the beginning of the day, day and night are divided.
It’s that moment when the yin and yang of heaven and earth blend together.
Taoism has at this time that a wisp of congenital purple gas said.
Purple gas is an image. The real monk is taking the purple gas to visualize.
If someone is in front of Li Zhichang at this moment, he will find that his eyes seem to have purple gas coming out and touching each other with the brilliance of the red sun.
Of course, this is not that Li Zhichang’s eyes can really emit purple gas, but that is what he shows people’s minds.
After the First World War in Avelot, Li Zhichang became more and more thorough in understanding the subtleties of the mind, and finally he was able to create a spiritual atmosphere around himself.
Can also praise the field.
The Mahayana Bodhisattva and the Golden Fairy in the cave have the Dojo, which is called Mancha Luo in Buddhist scriptures and enchantment in Taoism.
Li Zhichang can influence the truth in this metaphysical spiritual atmosphere.
Although his Dojo is still subtle and imperfect, it is no longer a qualitative gap from the Golden Wonderland.
In the final analysis, Yuan Shen, mana and energy are not qualitatively different from the world’s hot weapons. The power of a nuclear bomb is so much even if the top Taoist figures are put to use.
Only the strength of spiritual aura can peep at the foot of that fate when crossing.
This is one of the strong characteristics of Jin Xian.
There is nothing hidden dragon and crouching tiger in the small ship. Li Zhichang has changed his face. Naturally, no one recognizes him. He is just walking around in the United States
Even if he stays in the country, he can’t find him unless someone should find him.