Lin Beichen felt more and more that the current situation was a bit strange.
Under normal circumstances, if an alchemist like Yue Wuxia crushed a foundation-building monk to death, the rest of the people would be more or less afraid.
Even if there is no fear, at least the expressions will change drastically. At this moment, the expressions of the monks around him remain unchanged, as if nothing happened.
Yue Wuxia also discovered something was wrong.
However, she handled this kind of thing very simply and crudely. She slapped her palm directly in the air, and with a bang, the chests of four or five monks were pierced by Qi Jin, and these monks lay straight on the ground.
Such brutal behavior did not scare away the surrounding monks. They remained indifferent and approached Chaoyue Wuxia and Lin Beichen.
At this moment, Lin Beichen suddenly discovered that the man whose neck had been broken before had moved.
He struggled to his feet, his broken neck tilted back and his head swinging back and forth like a bolas.
The monks whose chests were pierced by Speaker Yue Wuxia also began to move and stood up unsteadily.
The man said in pain: "It hurts so much. You squeezed my neck so much."
Yue Wuxia asked in a low voice: "Master, what happened to them?"
"You are calling me master now? Didn't you deny me just now?"
Lin Beichen could actually see more clearly than Yue Wuxia. After unfolding the Tianguan map, he clearly saw that the souls of these guys were sealed in their bodies.
In other words, even if the physical body dies, their souls will not leave and can continue to control the physical body. In other words, they become the living dead.
This is not like a righteous method, but more like a wicked way.
"It's useless. No matter how strong you are, you can't kill us. Even if you smash us into pieces, we can still be reborn in the powder."
The man straightened his head, but his cervical vertebrae had been shattered and there was no way to grow them back, so he could only hold them up with his hands.
"They are the living dead whose souls are sealed in their bodies. Even if you kill their bodies, even if there is a drop of blood left, their souls will be stored in that drop of blood. If I am not wrong, the ones behind them will That palace has a way to heal their injuries and even let them regenerate with blood." Lin Beichen explained to Yue Wuxia. At the same time, he also looked at the pyramid-like building.
This kind of architectural model is rare in the Eastern world, so it must have some special function.
Yue Wuxia frowned: "No wonder they look so fearless. I thought they all had brain problems, but it turns out they are not afraid of death at all."
Yue Wuxia clapped her hands in the air, and every time she took a picture, a ball of blood exploded. Some of the monks had their heads blown open, some had their chests smashed, and some had their hands and feet broken.
After a simple attack, Yue Wuxia discovered that breaking the hands and feet of these guys was far more effective than punching through their stomachs and shattering their brains.
It can make them incapacitated, lying on the ground and squirming.
The man smiled ferociously and said, "You can't be arrogant in the master's territory. How great does a mere Danshi really think he is?"
At this moment, the pyramid-like building windows suddenly released streaks of golden light. These golden lights shone on the monks who were beaten to pieces by Yue Wuxia. The wounds of these monks immediately began to squirm, as if countless sprouts were growing inside. The slender insects crisscrossed the monk's body like longitude and latitude lines.
In the blink of an eye, the monk whose body was damaged returned to normal.
The man shook his broken neck: "How is it? Do you know how scared you are now? I negotiated with you in kind words. As long as you apologize to Yunzhu, forget the past. I was so kind at that time, so I gave you You chose such an easy and simple way to survive."
"However, how did you repay me? You pinched my neck. It's really a kindness that goes unpaid."
Yue Wuxia's expression also became solemn. Although she was a Danshi and was much stronger than these little miscellaneous fish, facing an enemy that could never be killed, even an iron-clad Danshi would eventually run out of strength. .
Obviously the pyramid-like
The palace has extremely powerful power, so there should be no problem in resurrecting these monks hundreds of times, and by then Yue Wuxia would have already been exhausted to death.
Yue Wuxia finally used his long sword. Any disciple of Yunxiao Sword Sect is very good at swordsmanship. It doesn't mean that she is not good at swordsmanship. It just means that she hasn't taken it seriously yet.
"Since your body is immortal and your soul is locked in the body, I will mince your life and body together. I want to see if you can be resurrected again."
Yue Wuxia stepped lightly with the soles of her feet, her body rose up like a flying leaf, and the next second he was already piercing into those monks like a steel needle.
At this moment, Yue Wuxia was like a crusher, the sword light danced like a ball, and everything in its path was shaken into powder and blood foam.
Lin Beichen watched for a moment and then slowly shook his head.
Yue Wuxia's swordsmanship is indeed good. It can not only mince the body but also shatter the soul. However, those broken souls condensed together instantly, restored to their original state, and continued to lurk in the body that was also chopped into pieces. In other words, Yue Wuxia's sword skills were indeed good. Wu Xia is still doing useless work.
Yue Wuxia walked back and forth among the monks, killing thirty or forty people like cutting melons and planting vegetables, and returned to Lin Beichen's side.
The three buildings of the pyramid once again emitted light like the sun, shining on the blood foam flying in the air, forming a pink rainbow.
These blood foam collided and merged with each other at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gathered into a human shape in a short period of time.
Yue Wuxia was really in a daze this time. She was crushed together with the opponent's soul and body, and these guys could actually be resurrected.
What else to do next?
"Only I can kill these people." Lin Beichen suddenly said at this moment.
Yue Wuxia looked at Lin Beichen in confusion: "Master, these guys can still be reborn after being crushed to pieces. What can you do?"
Lin Beichen stared at these monks, looking for negative virtues.
Among these ordinary monks, there are very few ungrateful ones who have control over human life.
First of all, in the small world, it is impossible to run around endlessly like in the outside world. Moreover, these monks think that they can be reborn countless times and do not take Lin Beichen into their eyes at all.
Let the sword light flicker, even if it hits them, it will be indifferent.
The monks Lin Beichen killed were all carefully selected by him, and each one had negative virtues.
Yue Wuxia couldn't understand what Lin Beichen did. Lin Beichen simply cut them into several pieces with his sword. If this was useful, Yue Wuxia would have cleared out all the monks upstairs.
