Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

The evil monk Shi Tian was torn apart.

Seeing the countless souls and flesh that originally belonged to him suddenly being devoured by Lu Wenwu, his eyes that were full of weirdness and divinity suddenly collapsed.

He was so shocked and angry that even the lotus platform he was sitting on began to take on an even more eerie grayish-white color.

"You, a lackey trained by the dungeon system, actually mastered the power of the Demon Lord!"

The evil monk Shi Tian roared, his voice so hoarse and terrifying that it sounded like the roar of a wild beast, as if his inner self was rapidly changing in an inhuman direction.

The left half of his face showed an almost demonic rage, while the right half still retained human rationality and sneered mockingly.

"Refine the souls of intelligent creatures for your own use. Do you think the gods and Buddhas in the sky can tolerate your ability? They call it the most evil and wicked form of the devil! Even if you can escape with a trace of your soul today, you will not be able to escape death when you are discovered by those gods and Buddhas who are worse than pigs and dogs!"

"Although I don't know what the Heavenly Demon Form and the Demon Lord you mentioned are, and I don't know what the gods and Buddhas think, but I think you must have made a mistake on one point."

It seems that this bald donkey can only feel the energy contained in the flesh and blood, and the soul itself?

The equipment, props, evil energy, merits, and bloody energy that I devoured, he can't sense these?

It's a bit low for someone of this level to come and steal my food.

Lu Wenwu raised his eyebrows and stretched out his right index finger and waved it left and right.

"As an excellent ghost messenger, I also have a file in the Demon Subduing Department. I usually work part-time as a keeper of the Boer Elephant. I am familiar with the laws of the underworld, and I have the power to convict, sentence, enforce the law, and execute the sentence."

"As for the matter of devouring souls, at most I am taking away Bo'erxiang's job. It's no big deal. I won't even be criticized verbally. At most I can give my 'Bo' something else and improve the food."

"Soul devouring, what's the big deal? There are many souls that have been scattered in the world, and there are also many soul fragments left. You can encounter a lot of them if you just walk around the cemetery."

"What? Waiting for these soul fragments to decompose naturally before swallowing them is cultivation, but swallowing them directly is the appearance of a demon? Don't make me laugh, bald donkey. Go ask Vajra Yaksha Mingwang if he agrees with this statement? You are a Buddhist!"

"You are eloquent and eloquent. Do you think I have never been to the underworld?"

The left half of the evil monk Shi Tian's face was made by the sound of his teeth grinding against each other, while the right half of his face was sneering more and more mockingly.

"Since when can a mere ghost messenger take over the duties of the Lord of the Underworld? Can you bear the responsibility of such a crime?"

When they encounter something they cannot refute, they change the subject and make accusations, forcibly occupy the high ground and start pointing fingers. This is a common technique used by internet trolls.

The evil monk Shi Tian learned everything without a teacher.

"You are right, but this is the only specially recruited member of the Ghost Gate Security Bureau's special task force, a great outstanding young man in the underworld."

A sinister smile appeared on Lu Wenwu's face. His heavy footsteps made the earth groan under the heavy burden. His mountain-like body rushed forward like a meteor.

The tactics of internet trolls don’t work very well here.

Doing this in real life can fast forward to the part he is best at - winning people over with virtue.

In a double sense.

"The laws of the underworld govern ghosts. What does it have to do with a living person like me? I am the only young civil servant in the underworld!"

"Lord Yama is very reasonable!"

Faced with the giant blood-red fist that almost covered the sky, both halves of the demon monk Shi Tian's face were stunned for a moment.

Just now, he did feel through the prototype of his own law that unique power of rules that belonged only to ghost messengers in Lu Wenwu, which was blessed by the rules of the underworld.

No, you are a real ghost! ?

The evil monk Shi Tian is a little confused now. What does it mean to be the only young man among the civil servants in the underworld?

How did you, a living person, run to the underworld to become a ghost catcher, then run back to the world of the living, and still retain the identity of a ghost catcher?

And why are you so sure that the laws of the underworld do not apply to the living?

The CPU of the evil monk Shi Tian was almost burned out.

His distraction lasted only a moment.

The military killing fist with the devil's war spear attached has arrived.

If the previous punch was still a test, Lu Wenwu had basically used all his strength in this punch.

The blood sea devil sword formed by the true meaning of martial arts slashed down from the air, and the endless sea of ​​blood turned into a sinful fire that burned wildly.

The heavy energy and blood force wrapped around the explosive arm muscles and merged with the fist force, presenting a violent posture like a madly spinning spiral drill.

"When your men tried to overturn my egg pancake stall and slandered my egg pancakes as not tasty, your and their tragic fate was already sealed."

The ultimate power rises, and the fiery steam formed by qi and blood erupts.

This overwhelming punch even caused an extremely solid spatial barrier like the Endless Abyss to faintly vibrate. Countless tiny gaps and channels were twisted and collapsed, forming a series of concave spatial ripples.

The surrounding space has been covered with countless fine cracks by the Killing Demonic Sword, which has forcibly locked the demon monk Shi Tian's spatial movement ability and anchored it on the point where the fist landed.

"Die to me!"

Chapter 392 I turned a blind eye when I was supposed to cooperate with you in your performance

With one punch, Lu Wenwu felt the familiar feeling of flesh and blood exploding under his fist and bones shattering into countless pieces.

A human-shaped body exploded in mid-air, like a rotten watermelon.

Lu Wenwu frowned slightly.

Something is wrong. It's fifteen percent wrong.

There was indeed a breath of life dissipating, but it was definitely not the evil monk Shi Tian.

If a strong man of this level could be killed with just one punch, that would be a big problem.

The Eye of True Vision rotates, and the vision is stretched to the extreme to scan and lock onto any movement in the surroundings.

Almost instantly, Lu Wenwu understood everything that had just happened, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

When he was about to smash the body of the demon monk Shi Tian with his fist, the other party used some unknown secret technique to replace himself with a powerful deity who was still alive.

Or to put it more rigorously, the deity took the damage for the evil monk Shi Tian, ​​but his own body seemed intact, and even his will was still there.

The evil monk Shi Tian himself disappeared without a trace.

After the Eye of True Vision analyzed for a while, Lu Wenwu was greatly surprised by the results.

The soul and flesh of the god who was used as a substitute by the evil monk Shi Tian had been destroyed, but his body was filled with a strange power of law.

Now he has become an almost puppet-like existence.

The physical weaknesses have completely disappeared, leaving only an empty shell like a reincarnation.

Not noticing the movements of the evil monk Shi Tian for the time being, Lu Wenwu simply punched those gods.

His punch was as powerful as a dragon, blasting all their weak bodies to pieces.

At the same time, his eyes turned, and the puppet god that was used as a substitute for death suddenly began to burn with strange black flames.

The scene at this moment looks somewhat similar to "Amatis".

It is hard to say whether the legendary Amaterasu fire that can burn everything can really burn everything, but Lu Wenwu's Purgatory Dragon Breath is indeed very powerful.

Before the puppet could make any move, the raging flames had already set his entire body on fire, leaving cracks on his body.

Trigger type equipment and defensive items are used at your own will, and jade slips and magic scrolls are unfolded one after another.

But apart from emitting balls of flames and adding a lot of skill special effects, these things didn't really play any role.

This is a terrifying flame and thunder whose power has far surpassed that of ordinary gods. Only mythical equipment can compete with it.

The suppressive power of the level was fully highlighted at this moment.

In just a few seconds, the puppet god's paper-thin skin cracked bit by bit under the scorching heat, emitting lightning.

Every piece of body fragment turned into burning firewood of the Purgatory Dragon's Breath, blooming like fireworks and turning into a wisp of dust in the air.

He died quietly without even a wailing or screaming.

Lu Wenwu sucked in deeply and activated the magic of eating gods.

The visible and invisible power between heaven and earth immediately turned into trickles, flowing into his body.

The cells in his body cheered with joy; the deaths of several mortal gods increased his purity once again.

Once upon a time, even an old god like Morales, who had been weakened layer by layer, had such strong fighting power that Lu Wenwu was not even qualified to fight for his life.

Now, just the means he usually uses to assist in combat are enough to wipe out the thoughts of those humans who are capable of claiming to be ancestors on Blue Star and wanting to become gods.

The resistance army that had been lurking on Blue Star for a long time and causing trouble, and even dared to plot against Shenzhou, now only has the evil monk Shi Tian left.

Lu Wenwu personally believes that as a terrorist organization, the organizational structure of the Salvation Resistance Army is somewhat stupid.

Except for one extremely powerful military leader, the rest are all little Karami.

They couldn't even find a second person who could comprehend the rudiments of the domain, and the strongest were just a few guys who looked like they should be able to pass the final test.

Weak, too weak.

This is not conducive to the development of terrorist acts at all!

To be honest, Lu Wenwu's idea is a bit unreasonable.

Apart from the vast and powerful Shenzhou, who dares to say that the Salvation Resistance Army, an organization with more than a dozen people who have ascended to godhood, can be described as "weak"?

But it just so happened that there was someone who sympathized with Lu Wenwu, who was a little distracted.

It is the hidden evil monk Shi Tian.

After seeing Lu Wenwu's fighting ability, he suddenly realized that maybe his course of action over the years had been a misunderstanding?

If we view the Salvation Resistance as a traditional organization, and use all its resources to support itself and increase its combat power as much as possible, wouldn't it have been able to defeat that damn cat long ago?

If I also had the terrifying combat power to come and go freely in the abyss, would such a desolate and tragic situation as today have happened?

Are you getting too stuck in a rut?

The thought flashed through his mind in an instant, and the flawless devil Buddha heart of the evil monk Shi Tian suddenly wavered.

At this moment, a sudden and fierce murderous intent came from behind him.

The biting cold fear rushed from the tailbone straight to the forehead, causing the evil monk Shi Tianxia to dodge in an instinctive way.

He rolled directly to the side from the lotus platform, looking like a Buddha statue that was knocked down from a high platform!

A shadow like a black sharp blade rushed out from behind, and its sharp teeth suddenly closed, biting off the calf and lotus seat of the evil monk Shi Tian, ​​which had not yet completely separated.

“Sizzle!”