The earth, which was still like gold, has now made the Son of God almost corrupt, almost everywhere with black and stinky mud.

Lingshan was originally a holy place with perfect air quality, not dry or wet, but now what?

The hard-born transformation of the Son into a dark and damp place full of stench is not ordinary nausea.

When I saw this scene, I was still praying in my heart, if the Buddha had come to show a spirit... Look at what the little spiritual mountain has made these foreign beings into!

If you let the devout Buddhists of Soba come out and see, they have to cry to death, it is true that the sad seer tears...

“How to do it?”The killer asked me.

“The worm’s body is very strong, but it is not broken...” I said, taking a look back: “It’s all those crochet-like things on its back, and it’s certainly difficult to break it from there, but it doesn’t seem to have those crocodilians on its belly, and I think I can split it with a knife.”

In this process, the giant worm is still spit out corrosive liquid in one bite after another, and it has not stopped from beginning to end, God knows how much it has in its stomach...

“Fuck, are you going to die a little bit?”The killer looked at me in ampicions and asked in a low voice, "But in the middle of the sea of insects, I must cross the worm sea if I think of the past, and the big worm is not stupid, and I have always deliberately hidden my abdomen."

As soon as the voice fell, the killer ghost could not help scolding, his mother, this broken worm is not tired like, how to run more and more energetic ah...

I looked at the worm and said, “It doesn’t seem like it’s being consumed, and it’s constantly getting stronger... It’s fucking weird!”

The physical strength and breath of this giant worm have been changing all the time, it has not gone down, it has not been consumed, but it has always been on the slope.

It’s like getting stronger, because it’s all over the limits of recovery, and it’s stronger now than it was when we first met... stronger?!

“No...” I frowned at the giant worm that was chasing us, and there was a cold sweat on my forehead.

“What not?”The killer asked me.

“This worm is not getting stronger... but it is indeed recovering... when we first met it...not at its best...” I gritted my teeth and tremblingly said, “It was constantly restoring strength from the beginning...”

The killer opened his eyes and looked at me in disbelief: “This bug is so hard...not the best state?!

“I don’t know...”

I sighed, “This answer...maybe only the bodhisattva Buddha of old can give us...”

“Buddhist bodhisattva Buddha...” The killer frowned and looked at me thoughtfully.

“Don’t forget that this bug was the one that sent Shakyamuni to suppress...” I gritted my teeth: “I can’t tell you how strong he is, but it must be much stronger than the two of us, and now the worm is out of the mountain, it must not be in its heyday.”

Hearing this, the ghost also understood what I meant, nodded and asked me: "For so many years, it has been suppressed under the spiritual mountain, although it is not dead, but the strength is bound to be exhausted, and now out of trouble to return to the world ...

"We don't have much time."I gritted my teeth: "If we give it a little more time to recover, we may not be able to get it."

“Well, what do you say, what do I do.”The killer laughed, "Anyway, I have a few pounds or two, you know, as long as I can help, I will never refuse."

I have to say that for a short time with the killer, he gave me the impression that it was constantly rising, much stronger than when I first saw him and stabbed him.

In a simple word, it is reliable.

“You go first.”I pressed my voice and looked at the sea of insects behind me, and said, "You have to take some of those things away and turn your attention as much as you can."

Kill the ghost, did not feel the danger of life, directly asked me: "How long do you need to drag for you?"

“I don’t know... I can’t say that either... but it’s better to last as long as possible!”I said.

“Okay, then I’ll do my best.”The killer laughs.

As soon as the voice fell, he stopped his feet without warning and no longer ran with me.

At this time, I did not hesitate to run forward, and only hoped to draw some distance from them, so that they would focus on the immediate goal.

“Come here!”

The slaying ghost suddenly roared, and the roar was dull, like a dull thunder, rolling in this rotting land.

The spider boy has his own ability . . . but also has his own means, even if he is balked by the spiritual mountain, he can cover everyone's whereabouts with the rest of the air.

What about killing ghosts?

He can't just hand-fight, which I saw from the beginning, and there is also a cycle of gas in his body, which is a kind of something like an ancient atmosphere.

Although I could not see the forces hidden under the flesh and blood, I could feel that they were more “enable than blood,” and that they existed everywhere in the body of ghosts.

At this time, when he roared, the anger began to circulate rapidly, and the body of the ghost was like a balloon, constantly bulging up.

The original height of the ghost is about two meters five meters, and at this moment it is rapidly raised, at the speed seen by the naked eye, it is mentioned about five meters.

To tell the truth, I suspect that killing ghosts is rubber, and that stretching force is too fucking scary.

Not only has his height doubled, but the muscular contours that have been highlighted in his flesh have become more and more exaggerated.

In the face of killing ghosts, perhaps the evil son will feel a certain oppression.

This is not a stranger, not a strange man, but a complete beast.

The giant worm seemed to feel the change of the killing ghost, the speed of chasing us slowly dropped, the sea of insects did not hesitate, rushed straight to the killing ghost, almost in an instant to completely wrap the killing ghost.

I can't see him.

At a glance, all you can see is the sea of insects formed by the dark red worm, and the only thing that can prove that the ghost still exists is the big drum kit that is located in the sea of insects.

“You want to kill me too! 🙂

The killer laughed wildly, suddenly raised his arm, and waved wildly.

The moment when the worms were constantly being slammed out by him, the moment they fell on the ground, the worms did not have the opportunity to get up, like a bomb in the body, and they were blown up into meat.

Why is that?

In fact, the answer is very simple, killing ghosts is not only the use of the body so simple, when he waved his arms, there are countless breaths began to disperse with his hands.

Those breaths have a certain adhesion, no matter which worm is encountered, they will enter the worm's body in an instant until the worm is completely blown up.

If the ghost is crazy, after flying all the worms on the body, they step on the seemingly endless sea of insects, and rushing through the giant worm.

This worm is crisis conscious.

When the ghost began to approach it, the worm suddenly fell down, hiding the softness of the abdomen under him, exposed only those cylinical skins that were as uneven as crochet.

But these do not matter to kill ghosts, because his goal is not to kill giant insects, but to attract their attention.

So after pounced on the side of the giant worm, he did not insist on attacking its abdomen, it is estimated that he did not want to hit the snake, and threw his hand on the giant worm.

Those seemingly indestructible crocus also seemed to lose its luster under the fist of the killing, and he was smashed out of a large pit, at least one meter in diameter.

After being injured, there were also a throng of hissing in the throat of the giant worm, which is a kind of electric sound, but also a lot of dull worms.

The next second, the killer was like crazy, constantly waving his fists and pounding on the giant worm.

“Did you dare to eat me before your mother’s husband?”