Chapter 144: 3 Lives and 3 Deaths
Zombies are one of the ancient creatures in this world.
Real zombies are very powerful. They are born from the grievances of heaven and earth, and are unfavorable. They are immortal, immortal, and immortal. They are abandoned by the three realms of heaven, earth, and humans and are excluded from the six realms of living beings.
However, people like Murong Fei are not real zombies. At best, they are just monsters that have abandoned their souls in order to pursue the so-called immortality and live on blood. Among monsters and monsters, they are blood monsters and are usually called the living dead.
"Suffer death!"
Ouch!
Murong Fei stared with red eyes, exposed his sharp fangs, let out an angry roar, blood boiling all over his body, and struck straight away with his fists waving.
He may not be a real zombie, but he lives on blood. His flesh and blood body is particularly powerful, and his speed and strength are beyond the comparison of ordinary people.
He was fast, but Gu Qingfeng was faster than him.
When he attacked, Gu Qingfeng raised his hand and strangled his neck, and clasped his Tianling Gai with his palm.
boom! boom! boom!
When the three palms fell, Murong Fei was already a mess of flesh and blood, and he was no longer human-like. At the same time, the other eight people were also attacked by boiling blood mist, and they arrived in an instant.
"Get away!"
At this moment, Gu Qingfeng roared angrily, swayed, and his body was shaken. With a bang, the eight people who attacked were blown away on the spot.
ah--
Murong Fei was choked by Gu Qingfeng and couldn't move at all. He roared crazily, and the black blood mist boiled all over his body. He roared: "I have an immortal body, you can't kill me at all! You can't! -"
"How dare you, a little living dead, claim to be immortal in front of me!"
Gu Qingfeng pinched Murong Fei's neck, raised his arm, spread his fingers, and his palm seemed to be filled with turbid spiritual power mixed with thunder and lightning. When his palm fell, Murong Fei's legs were shattered by the shock.
"Don't say you are just a living dead monster! Even if you are a real zombie, if I want to kill you, you will not survive!"
boom!
Another slap.
Murong Fei's arms were shattered by the shock.
"Since you want to be a dead person so much, then be a complete dead person!"
boom!
When the third palm fell, Murong Fei's head was shattered.
died.
All died.
The hall that looked like an ice sculpture was full of flesh and blood stumps, and black blood was flowing on the ground. His roaring momentum still reverberated in the ice sculpture-like hall, causing the hall to tremble and shake. Daqian Zhenren and Ziyun Zhenren outside the main hall were paralyzed on the ground, their faces were ashen, their hearts were trembling, their bodies were shaking, and their souls could not stop being afraid.
The two of them originally wanted to stay here and wait and see what happens, while the snipe and the clam fight over each other to make a profit.
Yes.
That's what they thought, but at this moment, they no longer dare to think that way. They just want to leave, as far away as possible.
they thought.
But it was just a thought, my soul was scared, my mind was frustrated, my spirit was broken, my body couldn't move at all, and I just lay paralyzed on the ground, not even daring to breathe, not even dare to open my eyes.
Daqian Zhenren has been practicing for more than a thousand years and has seen many scenes, large and small. It is not that he has never experienced bloody scenes like this. He has even seen scenes that are even more bloody than these, but he still dare not look at it. It's not that I don't dare to see such bloody scenes, but I don't dare to see the ancient Qingfeng here.
They did not expect, nor could they imagine, how this man in white, who looked clean on the surface, and although he was not frail, but calm and indifferent, could act so terrifyingly.
This terror is not a violent terror.
But a kind of silent terror.
He looked very quiet from beginning to end, and the expression on his stern face was always so plain. There was no sadness, no joy, no anger, no anger, nothing, not even murderous intentions, as if he was killing someone. To him, it was just a normal thing.
It couldn't arouse any emotion in him, not even a little bit.
Are you numb to killing people?
Wei Qing didn't know about this issue, but he could tell that Gu Qingfeng had never cared about the lives of people like Murong Fei from the beginning. He didn't care, not at all.
If you look, he will let you look.
If you reason, he will reason with you.
If you follow the rules, he will also follow the rules.
If you move your mind, he will let you move.
No matter what conspiracy or tricks you play, he will let you play it.
Even if you want to take action, he will let you do it.
But there is only one thing: you must not use murderous intent.
Once you have murderous intentions, you will definitely die.
This is probably his bottom line.
His bottom line is very low, so low that as long as you don't kill him, you can do anything.
This is a kind of indifference and a kind of indifference.
Because he doesn't care about your life or death at all.
Do you really not care?
Wei Qing may think so, at least Monk Dishe doesn't think so.
At this moment, Wei Qing closed his eyes and lowered his head, not daring to look or speak.
Monk Fuji also lowered his head and closed his eyes. The only difference was that he did not nibble on the delicious food, but clasped his hands together, as if recalling the scene just now, thinking to himself.
It is like water when it is still, and it is like water when it is moving. The mind is silent and not affected by anything. It is happy, angry, sad, mournful, and murderous. The mind is like still water. This state of mind can be called the unmoving mind of the great Buddha.
Thinking of this, Monk Fuji couldn't help but take a deep breath and sighed, "Awesome!"
Opening his eyes, he looked at Daqian and Ziyun who were paralyzed on the ground, and then at Qin Wanli who was still kneeling on the ground, as well as the flesh and blood belonging to Murong Fei and others in the hall, looking at...recalling, Fuji The monk seemed to realize something and couldn't help but tremble in fear. The corners of his mouth twitched twice, and he murmured in a panic.
Three lives, three deaths and three annihilations?
The so-called three lives, three deaths and three annihilations means that anyone has three chances to survive in front of him, but only three times.
For the first time, I will not kill you for the sake of my life.
The second time, I can still avoid killing you because of my second life.
The third time, I will not kill you either, just for the sake of Sansheng.
But there must be no fourth time.
This is not tolerance, but a kind of respect for life, also known as Sansheng.
Three deaths means that anyone has three chances to die in front of him.
The first time, cut off one of the legs first, in order to die.
The second time, cutting off his arms was a double death.
The third time, his head was cut off, which was the third death.
Monk Fuji looked at Daqian Zhenren, Ziyun Zhenren who were paralyzed on the ground, Qin Wanli kneeling on the ground, and Mu Yulong in the corner, and muttered, three lives.
Then he looked at the flesh and blood stumps on the ground that belonged to Murong Fei and others, and muttered the words "three deaths."
After finishing reciting, there was a pop, and monk Fuji seemed to be a little unsteady and sat down on the ground.
Three lives and three deaths...
This is the fucking way to kill!
Only...only those who have been possessed by demons will abide by this kind of killing law!
No!
Not only those who have been possessed by demons, but those who are possessed by killing will obey this law of killing, which is a heavenly sin.
Obsessed with killing...
This is the most extreme demon and the most terrifying demon, known as the demon among demons.
Monk Fuji didn't know exactly how he became obsessed with killing, but he knew that there was once a man who massacred tens of millions of lives and later became crazy.
Crazy is crazy, and being possessed are two different concepts.
The gap between the two is like that of a rat or an elephant. The terror of the latter is far beyond what the former can compare with.
Monk Fuji didn't know how many lives he had to kill before he became possessed by killing.
However, this was not what made him feel the scariest. What really made him feel creepy.
Being possessed by a demon is not scary. What is scary is the person who can come out of the demon after being possessed.
This kind of person can hardly be described as scary and terrifying...
Because they are all masters of killing.
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