The place where the saint stayed at night was very large, like a palace built on the mountain.
Jing Yue picked up the one-foot-long gun again and asked, "Does this gun have a name?"
"Human maple fire."
Jing Yue looked at the fiery color on the texture of the gun body and couldn't help but sigh: "What a name."
Maple forest.
Jing Yue did not expect that there was such a maple forest outside the palace.
The leaves in the maple forest are like fire, but there is no red burning eye on the gun.
Because there was blood on the gun.
Fair skin, bright blood.
The Mie Zi Jue originally required the blood of the gunman himself.
When the blood flowed on the gun, Jing Yue felt as if the blood in his body was burning.
"Throw the gun!"
In the consciousness, Ye Ning's voice sounded coldly, but it also had a burning meaning.
The spear flew out and turned into a stream of light, as if it was really burning.
The gun body instantly penetrated five large trees without causing much movement. The wood chips flying in the air were very light, like a wisp of smoke.
Because it was too fast and too fierce, the tree body was pierced cleanly at once.
With a bang, the big gun made a big crater in the ground, and the gun body was still shaking.
"Concentrate!"
"Zhongfu, Tinghui, Erjian, Yongquan..."
Ye Ning's voice sounded, and the true energy in Jing Yue's body rushed through the acupoints as if instinctively.
For just a moment, the tremor of the gun in the distance became clear in his sea of consciousness, as if he and the gun were one.
"put!"
The next moment, the scene in Jing Yue's eyes became blurry, and he seemed to turn into a stream of light, flying towards the location of the spear.
Bang bang bang!
Ye Ning's body buzzed and broke the maple tree that the spear had passed through before, until her blood-stained right hand and the spear were held together, and the tremors of the gun and body reached the extreme at this time.
Ye Ning didn't speak, Jing Yue couldn't help but thrust out the spear!
With this stab, the blood on the gun was shaken into a blood mist, and the surrounding air flowed like water, forming a red and white gun mark.
Wherever the gun marks passed, the maple leaves were rolled up, broken, burned, and turned into ashes.
This process took a very short time. Only then did the broken maple tree tilt at an angle and fall to the ground.
Because Jing Yue's flying speed was not much slower than when the spear was thrown.
And the power of the midterm tremor has the flavor of destroying everything.
"Guns drink blood, people and guns share blood, and heaven and earth are wounded together. The Mie Zi Jue is to consume one's own essence and blood to destroy everything."
Listening to Ye Ning's words, Jing Yue held the blood-stained red gun in deep thought.
This shooting technique of exchanging damage for death does have an indomitable momentum.
At the same time, it can also bring people rare speed and destructive power.
Does this look like Flying Thunder God?
At this time, Jing Yue felt his heart relax and couldn't help coughing.
After this move, he felt weak even if he used Saint Ye Ning's body.
The "Destruction" formula can be said to be extremely powerful, but it also comes at a certain price.
Ye Ning had said that with her strength, she could kill any cultivator with small supernatural powers in the Four Realms. I am afraid this is one of her biggest killing moves.
"You don't have my talent. It's best not to use this trick easily. The backlash of this shot is not easy to bear."
What Jing Yue wants to say is, now I have 30% of your talent. If you can give me another 20%, I can try it when I have no choice.
At this time, he hesitated and said: "Miss Ye Ning, can I practice again?"
Ye Ning couldn't help complaining: "Still practicing? Don't you know I have to slow down this shot for half an hour?"
"Then let's come back in half an hour." Jing Yue said seriously.
Ye Ning was shocked and said: "Do you really want my blood for free?"
"I could trade it for a story from The West Chamber."
"What's the story about the wing?"
"The Romance of the West Chamber is no less than a butterfly."
"No less than turning into a butterfly? Forget it, just practice now and talk about it after you finish."
"Don't you need to rest for half an hour?"
"Time waits for no one. To me, it doesn't matter if I take a break or not."
"real?"
"Hurry!"
Ever since, Jing Yue used Miss Ye Ning's body to practice twice more.
After these three consecutive Mie Zi Jue, there was a hunger meal, and Ye Ning's face turned pale.
Jing Yue quickly told the story of "The Romance of the West Chamber" while eating braised pig's trotters with the body of a saint girl.
When Jing Yue described some details of the girl's figure and appearance, Saint Ye Ning couldn't help but sigh: "Your wording is really immersive and makes people think about it. Did you write this specifically?"
"No, no, I'm just paraphrasing." Jing Yue explained.
"I understand, I understand, that's what you all say in this industry." Ye Ning responded.
"I'm really paraphrasing!"
"Just think of it as your narration."
Jing Yue was speechless for a moment.
This is really not his side job!
Three hours later, Jing Yue returned to his body, feeling lost.
Saintess Ye Ning, on the other hand, was still stunned for a moment and said angrily: "Where's down there?"
"Again?"
As a result, the favorable impression in Jing Yue's consciousness suddenly changed from "never forgotten" to "severely disgusted", and then to "incompatible", and then...
Wait, what is this blood feud about?
Fortunately, after this short-lived "bloody feud", the favorability level returned to "never forget" and remained stable.
Jing Yue stood there and couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, it's quite tiring to collect some saint's wool."
[Name: Jingyue
Cultivation: Intermediate level of Qi Condensation Realm
Talents: Innate Cold Poison Body (Great Evil), Innate Spiritual Body (30%)
Skills: Gun Shaking Technique·Zhan (Proficiency 340/1000), Gun Shaking Technique·Collapse (Proficiency 53/1000), Gun Shaking Technique·Destruction (Basic 305/500)
Longevity: 41 years old (estimated)
System function: Professional assistance for the Lord’s practice
System status: turned on]
Looking at the information in the Consciousness Sea, especially the extremely overbearing Mie Zi Jue, Jing Yue couldn't help but feel more confident.
"Why don't you try the effect of this Word-Destroying Technique?"
For a moment, Jing Yue was very hesitant. This Mie Zi Jue could make the saint girl's body empty. Can the body of his empty son withstand the destruction?
However, the destructive power of the Mie Zi Jue deeply attracted Jing Yue.
Everyone has genes in their body that desire adventure and violence, and this part of his gene was activated as early as Huangliucheng was trying to survive.
To live, you must be better than others.
This kind of strength includes insidiousness, cruelty, and pure strength.
"Then give it a try and use less blood." Jing Yue thought.
In order to cause himself minimal damage, Jing Yue changed his gun into a thick brush.
After practicing with Ye Ning, he knew that the key point of the Mie Zi Jue was actually the resonance between himself and his blood.
With a snap, the pen flew out and stuck into the wall.
After that, Jing Yue resonated with the blood, and with a thunderous flying move, he grabbed the brush and stabbed it out!
With a crash, a hole was poked in the courtyard wall, and bricks flew, shocking Jing Yue himself.
Ah, why is the blood so fierce?
The next moment, he felt weak and hungry, as if he hadn't eaten for days and nights.
The tip of the pen exploded, and the pen was covered with blood.
"Ah, why so much blood?"
Only then did Jing Yue realize that once the Mie Zi Jue was activated, it would have an aura that would destroy the heaven and the earth.
With such momentum, how could the initiator carefully control the amount of bleeding.
Fortunately, probably because he inherited 30% of the saint's talent, he could barely bear it.
[Excessive exertion and bleeding can reduce life expectancy by fifteen days. ]
Gan! ! !
