All the evil beasts in the world, I feed on demons and monsters

Chapter 373 Reversed Three Corpses

Level 5.

Undoubtedly, the moment the purple beast appeared, Ji Ran had already determined its level. After all, the difference between a body that has leaped over the Dragon Gate and one that hasn't is at least 50 times greater.

For ordinary practitioners, this is a hopeless gap.

“Foolish…”

Ji Ran understood the source of that familiarity, and also understood what that ubiquitous purple flesh really was.

The monsters before us, or rather all the purple-blooded creatures of the Southern Kingdom, are actually mad beasts. They are of the same nature as the alien beings of Yingzhou Immortal Island, both being entities formed from madness.

now.

A dense, low chanting filled the air as statues descended from the stone platform, their bodies stained with the blood and flesh of monks, and staggered toward the main hall.

The rice man carried a monk's knife, the frog monk had bulging, ferocious eyes, and the long-haired, eccentric beast stuck out its purplish-red frog tongue. All the evil spirits surrounded those two crimson eyes.

Da da da.

Liu Dajiao walked up, his body hunched over and extremely weak. Ji Ran was absolutely certain that the old man in front of him was an ordinary person. He had no rank or grade, and was so weak that even the skinny Yuan San could knock him down with a single punch.

But the invisible aura emanating from him locked onto all the mad beasts, making these demons ready to erupt at any moment.

"so."

wow-

Ji Ran turned around, her robes rippling the blood pool as she walked towards the stone steps.

"You are the one who cultivates rice for humans and raises frogs as demons."

Ji Ran hadn't expected this. Whether it was the advice at the temple gate or the weeping in the dining hall, he could feel the old man's genuine kindness.

Given his normal state, even though he sensed something was wrong with Yamamori, he didn't suspect him.

"it's me."

"But I just wanted to save people."

Liu Dajiao walked calmly among the demons, his expression composed, and there was still no trace of evil aura about him.

At this moment, he possessed a unique aura. He clearly looked like a poor countryman, his white hair and wrinkles etched with the marks of a lifetime of hard work. Yet, standing amidst the demons, his small figure resembled a towering mountain.

"I understand, you may not be able to comprehend it."

The old man remained silent, then sighed and said, "Now, countless people in the surrounding villages have perished. But the people of my Daoxiang Village are still alive."

slam-la-

At this moment, a dense mass of rice paddy figures, their lower bodies covered in mud and purple rain, emerged from behind the mountain temple. Accompanying them was a group of tiger frogs the size of infants.

"Old Wang, Liu Sanniang, Uncle Zhang, Chen Nizi..."

Liu Dajiao said gently, "They're all still alive. Everyone can survive this crisis."

"Frog, you will protect them."

"I just made one mistake."

Liu Dajiao stood about twenty paces away from Ji Ran, cupped his hands and said, "The fusion on their bodies is too unstable; sometimes it dissolves."

"Then your head will shatter, rice grains will scatter, and several versions of yourself will grow out, hehe."

“These rice paddies that have grown out of the village have disrupted the memories of the villagers, and some people even curse me.”

squeak-

At that moment, a window in the main hall was blown open by the wind, and four very similar heads were squeezed together.

Four rice figures: one baby's head is innocent and shy, one teenager's head is full of admiration, one middle-aged person's head is trusting and kind, and one old person's head is full of resentment and lingering sorrow.

This clearly depicts one person at four different ages, and at this moment, the eyes of all four heads are fixed on Liu Dajiao. But under the control of that obsessive thought, they cannot control themselves.

It was obvious that the rice figure representing the old man's last memory revealed a deep-seated resentment towards Liu Dajiao in its eyes.

The middle-aged rice farmer looked at Liu Dajiao with deep trust and gratitude.

"Fortunately, I have my daughter with me."

Bang!
A gigantic hand, resembling both a human and a beast, with sharp nails, landed on the ground. The enormous, long-haired, monstrous beast lowered its head, and the gentle, girlish head of the rice paddy nuzzled affectionately against the old man's cheek. The gaping maw, large enough to swallow a whole person whole, remained at the old man's feet.

Liu Dajiao looked at Ji Ran, her voice pleading, and said, "Young man, I need something from you."

"I can feel it. With that thing, I can definitely restore all the divided villagers, and even make them become immortals!"

call--

A light rain began to fall again outside the door. The chanting of Buddhist monks and the caressing of rice paddy workers created a soft, rustling sound that resembled a grand Buddhist ceremony.

"What if I say no?"

Ji Ran's gaze was calm, his mouth slightly parted. He secretly circulated the Yellow Court Scripture within his body, allowing his inner energy to surge like a river!
"Then I'll have to have my daughter fetch it."

Liu Dajiao looked up, her gaze devoid of any emotion, only a scrutiny of an ultimate work of art.

"Don't worry, even if you die, I can bring you back to life."

"You have been kind to me, and I will ensure that you and your fellow villagers live well."

boom!
As Liu Dajiao spoke, the long-haired, crazed beast slammed down its giant claws! The girl, her face etched with sorrow, said, "Big brother, you... really don't want to save everyone?"

Ji Ran scanned the faces, the densely packed rice figures surrounding the main hall.

At least half of those faces carried a lingering resentment towards the old man.

"I will save them."

Ji Ran raised his broadsword, and the Golden Crow suddenly flapped its wings!
"Chirp!"

Although it cannot use spiritual power, the Golden Crow's physical body, even under suppression, is still at the peak of level 4! Moreover, it possesses three great divine abilities!
At that moment, the surrounding frog monks almost instantly exploded into clusters of blood and filth! The golden crow, flying freely, directly smashed the roof beams of the main hall, and as the eaves collapsed, the rice paddies behind the temple and the cold rain falling from the sky were revealed.

boom!
crackling-

Countless shattered pieces of wood and stone rained down, but the Zashiki-warashi sitting inside the earring, at that moment, increased Ji Ran's good fortune, ensuring that not a single piece of the falling debris landed on him.

Ji Ran looked at the mad beast in front of him. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't even need to move; a single mental technique would be enough to kill it.

However, at this moment, the Heavenly Dragon Gate is suppressing everything, including countless techniques containing power exceeding level 5. He can't move his domain either, because the massive consumption of spiritual energy from the domain will inevitably trigger an increase in his alert level.

However, Ji Ran had no worries. Along the way, his supernatural abilities and spells had long since transcended the level of simple numerical values.

now.

The long-haired, monstrous beast slowly raised its head, its enormous, ferocious maw no more than two meters away. The girl shook her head, asking curiously, "How are you going to save me?"

bass!
Her answer was a sharp, gleaming blade!
puff!
"Roar--!!"

Crimson blood shot skyward! A shrill scream echoed throughout the ruined hall!
The purple beast had half its face sliced ​​off, revealing a stone-carved Bodhisattva beneath the flesh. The Bodhisattva's face was compassionate and exquisite, with even the texture of the skin sculpted into detail.

Ji Ran confirmed it.

The girl, a rice paddy, was surrounded by a monstrous creature, a clay sculpture infused with purple blood.

You lied to me!

At this moment, the enormous beast staggered back several steps, but with a jerk of its head, it crashed into the corpse of the frog monk on the ground. Countless corpses of the frog monk melted, instantly healing her injuries!
The beast beneath the rice stalks opened its blood-red maw, snarling venomously, "I'll eat you!!!"

boom--

The beast's enormous body shattered the thin curtain of rain, and its gigantic maw, carrying a stench, suddenly loomed over the scene! Its gleaming white fangs were as sharp as guillotines, ready to tear the man before it to shreds in the next instant!
However, Ji Ran remained standing still.

The fine drizzle soaked his clothes, and the golden crow flapped its wings, slaying the surrounding demons and filling the air with a pungent, stench. Behind him, on the shrine, the soul flower, as if summoned, shone even brighter!
Ji Ran looked up and saw a tear fall from the face of the girl in the rice paddy.

He understood the power of obsession and also grasped the general truth behind this tragedy.

Tick ​​tock!

Just as the tears fell into the blood, Ji Ran's voice came—his voice did not have a sharp killing intent, but rather a gentle comfort.

"The body-fixing method!"

hum!
The inexplicable fluctuations seemed to freeze time.

The beast was inches away, yet it stood frozen like a statue. Ji Ran touched the beast's forehead with his left hand—thump.

"Immortal Technique: Reversing the Three Corpses!"

(End of this chapter)