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The dragon-like spear pierced the monk's chest hard, pushing him back a few steps, but the force was still concentrated, especially since Yan Ding was still accumulating strength behind him.

Master Gu Yi who was standing next to him didn't even realize what was going on.

All that was heard was an explosion, which was the sound of countless sounds mixed together, making it impossible to distinguish.

Finally, she saw a burst of sparks like shooting stars, which flashed in front of her.

After a while, I heard a dull sound of leather cracking in the distance.

If Master Gu Yi had not nourished his body with dark energy and his hearing was quite sensitive, he would not be able to distinguish this sound at all.

When she suddenly came to her senses, she suddenly discovered that the sea of ​​blood behind Yan Ding was already very close at hand.

You must know that when you first saw the sea of ​​blood, although it was still vast, you could actually tell a little distance.

It was at least several thousand meters away, or even further, because they had no idea how big the sea of ​​​​blood was.

In other words, there is no concept of distance at all. After all, this is Yan Ding's mental world, and the basic rules are all defined by Yan Ding's mind.

Master Gu Yi was extremely shocked at this moment.

She wasn't shocked at how much closer the distance between herself and the sea of ​​blood had become.

But was he shocked that in the short battle just now, Yan Ding made such a rapid displacement and at the same time dragged this sea of ​​blood forward?

Master Gu Yi looked up along the sky path. The figures of Yan Ding and the monk had turned into small black dots, almost indistinguishable.

Master Gu Yi took off the hanging ring and drew a few circles in the air. A portal with sparks appeared in front of her, but the portal was flickering on and off, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

Master Gu Yi looked around and understood.

It seems that this mental world also has the function of limiting space spells.

Master Gu Yi put away his spell and walked up.

Yan Ding let out a long breath, still holding the spear that was nearly a foot long in his hand.

Only then did the gun appear its original appearance. It was completely black. The blade of the spear was two feet long. The handle of the gun was about the thickness of a bowl. If the palm was not long enough, it would even be difficult to grasp. It seemed that it was made during the making. There are fine scales on it, and there is no chance of losing your grip if you grab it.

Ferocious and domineering

Although the whole gun is not very gorgeous, the handle is not as elastic as ordinary guns, which can make the gun body tremble back and forth like a snake body. This gun has a rigid handle, and it is like holding a stick when swinging it. It's the same as sweeping, but the gun handle doesn't have any elasticity.

Therefore, it loses variety in usage, but it is exactly in line with Yan Ding's intention.

Although Yan Ding often uses telekinesis to maximize his combat power through the butterfly effect and domino effect, it does not mean that he is the kind of person who likes to hide behind his back and plot.

If he could crush his opponent with absolute strength and solve the problem by just going all the way, he wouldn't waste his brains and thoughts.

All the way to today, Naobong's waist is a reflection of his spirit.

His wish is to use this spear in his hand to defeat all dissenters.

But the grand words of the past turned out to be empty words.

Fell in the sand before that black devil.

But although the gun was broken, it was only the gun in his hand that was broken.

The gun in his heart was still upright.

"Amituofo Buddha's spear is so powerful and powerful. This posture of standing tall on the sky and the earth is really what the poor monk yearns for." The monk, who was pierced by the two-foot-long blade in the chest, clasped his hands together, but his eyes regained clarity.

It's like returning to the light.

However, the shot clearly did not penetrate the heart. The monk who was able to talk and laugh even though the shot penetrated the heart was now so pale that he could not even speak.

The reason for this may be that when Yan Ding penetrated his heart, the black mist that flew away from the monk's body took away something.

"This gun is called Dragon Spear. This is probably the first time it appears in this world.

You are honored. "Yan Ding curled up the corners of his mouth, seeming to be smiling and mocking.

"I am so grateful to the poor monk that it is a great blessing in my life to have the benefactor value me so much."

"This look like you are dying, don't forget that I am a doctor." With a puff, Yan Ding pulled out the two-foot-long blade of the Dragon Penetrating Spear from the monk's chest, but the big hole in the monk's chest that was transparent from front to back, At this time, strangely, no blood flowed out.

The blood on the blade of the dragon spear was dripping on the ground. When the blood flowed away, there was no blood on the ink-colored blade.

But the blood stains flowing down from the blade were bright red, with the mysterious appearance of dotting Venus before disappearing.

"How can a poor monk have the face to beg the donor for healing after making such a big mistake?" The monk looked ashamed. It was obvious that what happened today was not his original intention.

Yan Ding frowned after hearing this.

"Do you want to say that you will die?"

"The poor monk's sins are so heinous that he must die for them."

"Then you should die ten thousand times."

"The poor monk knows that the benefactor has miraculous means. If the benefactor is willing to punish me, he can do it."

Yan Ding rolled his eyes.

"I still have something serious to do. I can't let that guy run away in vain. I'll talk to you about it when I get back." After Yan Ding said this, he just glanced at the bloody hole on the monk's chest. , at this time, it has completely healed. Except for the little blood stains on it, it no longer looks like it has been severely injured.

Yan Ding no longer needs to use alloy needles made of spiritual power dispersing metal and mithril to provide auxiliary spiritual power introduction when treating the monk's injuries.

Because the monk is now a completely ordinary person,

The demon transformed from the inner demon of the monk took the monk's Buddhist power and escaped.

All that's left is an empty shell.

Yan Ding naturally knew who to settle the score with. Regardless of the threat level or the culprit of the matter, it was absolutely impossible to let go of the escaped guy.

Not to mention there is another important issue.

Yan Ding looked back and saw not only Master Gu Yi walking slowly behind him, but also the boundless sea of ​​blood.

And the cluster of black flames that was struggling to burn in the center of the blood sea had disappeared.

Yan Ding would not be so stupid as to think that this cluster of flames had been extinguished by the curses and malice in the sea of ​​blood.

It doesn't matter if I just ran away, I didn't forget to take something with me.

You said I could spare you

But speaking of that cluster of flames, they will go on strike when they are full. Have they spoiled you?