my past life simulator

Chapter 528 527 [Big killing ring]

In the beginning, Mahayana Buddha himself was full of confidence.

The gluttonous and weird stomach is weird, but he is not a vegetarian either. It took 1 years to dissolve a little finger, and the whole skeleton wants to be completely dissolved. Let's go in the year of the monkey!
I can't break it, but people always die, right?

If it lasts for 1000 or 800 years, I will consume enough energy to kill you.

But, next second.

He suddenly realized that something was wrong. For some reason, the strange power in his stomach swelled suddenly and violently.Moreover, the dissolution speed has increased by leaps and bounds, at least 8 times faster than the previous speed.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a bone in his hand melted.At this speed, it may not take long, at most 1 minute, which is enough for complete digestion.

In the pitch-black space where you can't see your fingers, a golden bone frame is rapidly disintegrating, and drops of golden solution drip down and are absorbed by the stomach pouch.

At the same time, the gluttony of the outside world is more than five times larger than its body.It looks like a humanoid blood-colored object growing on a ball.

"Gudong-"

Everyone present swallowed their saliva in unison.

The strange scene in front of him is a bit unacceptable.

The bone frame is at least the son of a witch, and has a proper status as a god.In the end, a ghost swallowed it in one gulp, and what was even crazier was that the ghost was digesting it little by little in front of them.

It is no exaggeration to say that everyone's minds are buzzing now, and there is a feeling that the three views are broken.

Compared with 300 years after the development of science and technology, most people 300 years ago were extremely ignorant and ignorant, and they worshiped immortals and Buddhas extremely.

It's strange to see a god being brutally gank.

After all, being able to eat Mahayana Buddha means being able to eat other gods! !
"A torrent of more than 8 years of time, can you stop it? What do you use to stop it?" He Zhao looked at the blood in the black flames, and said with disdain.

Accompanied by the more intense fireworks, the gluttonous and treacherous belly gradually shriveled.

After 56 seconds, its stomach finally returned to its normal size.

Its blood color is red, like a body condensed by mist, becoming more and more vivid, as if it could drip blood at any time.

"Not bad."

As expected of a congenital miracle, a seriously injured Mahayana Buddha is actually comparable to eating ten thousand times of double ghosts, Yitong ghosts + two magic weapons.

"A hundred times should be enough to be greedy and cunning."

It's a pity that the substitutes, Wei and Yitonggui, can't advance by devouring the gods.

"Ugh."

A group of people looked at the child who suddenly sighed, with black lines all over his head.

My good fellow, what is there to be dissatisfied with such a vicious seal in the body?

They don't know, it's just that someone is too greedy.

"belch--"

The blood-colored Dagui, who was getting brighter in color, burped suddenly.

At the same time, a wave of excitement passed from the gluttonous and treacherous body to him.

seem to want more more
If it were an ordinary person, there would really be no way to make up a hundred seriously injured and weak gods.

However, whoever called the surname He has Dafa back to his side?

"Rewind."

Two words came out of the mouth, the world suddenly came to a standstill, and the surrounding scenery quickly reversed.

The blazing black firefly retracted back into the throat of the instigator from its exuberance, the gluttonous and huge stomach deflated like a leaking balloon, and the golden bone frame spit out from the mouth of a man.

Everything, all back to the original point.

The people around didn't know the truth, and their expressions froze as they were watching a show and eating melons.

He Zhao lowered his head and looked down. The golden bone frame with broken spine, apart from anything else, directly drives the head of the Mahayana Buddha in the spiritual space, releasing bloody horror.

Immediately afterwards, the gluttonous ghost with a big belly suddenly appeared in full view.

"hiss--"

His Holiness took a deep breath, and he was still the same as last time.

"Eat, don't be shy, take care."

Hearing the words, Bloody Dagui opened his mouth and stuck out a long and thin tongue.

The Mahayana Buddha was caught off guard and was directly tied into rice dumplings.

Desperate to struggle, but unable to get rid of.

As for His two little followers, the broken-armed Lake Spirit and the possessed Gui who had lost his aura, they could only watch their master helplessly, making people, or should I say, let Gui slap their tongues.

"Chucky-"

A group of iron-clad monks haven't yet seen clearly when the gluttonous and treacherous tongues bound the bones tightly.In the next second, the big mouth occupying a head opened, expanded to the size of a normal human, and swallowed the Witch's Son in one gulp.

"Gudong!!"

Everyone can even clearly see that Gluttony's neck is stretched out, highlighting the human skeleton.

Really swallow it raw!
Horrible, so scary.

Thus, the Mahayana Buddha once again came to Gui's stomach.

He tried his best again, gave up struggling with despair, and then felt the speed of the gastric juice dissolving, which was full of joy for a while.

His mood was like a roller coaster, flying up for a while and falling to the bottom for a while.

It's just that something even more desperating to God is coming. The famous ruthless people outside spit out black flames, and use the huge torrent of time to help gluttons and tricks digest.

In 56 seconds, a puddle of golden solution filled the stomach.

Accompanied by the full absorption of the bloody monster and the great help of the black firefly, it quickly became clean, eating up a god without leaving any residue.

Outside, the ruthless Zhao saw how gratified he was when his blood color became a little thicker again.

The owner of the Bufa Temple finally did a personnel matter, and gave him the gluttonous tricks, which is indeed a professional counterpart.

No one in the whole world wants to raise this gluttonous monster, except him and someone else.

"Rewind."

After saying that, the world paused and reversed rapidly.

The third time, officially started.

Next, the fourth time. The fifth time. The sixth time.
Until, [-] times over.

The gluttony and treachery at this moment are completely different from before.

Before swallowing the Mahayana Buddha ten thousand times, it was just a bloody deceit.

Now, red and purple!

It's not to describe the strange popularity, but that it has turned purple all over its body.

Compared with the bloody time, the breath is completely different.

The former is at most standing on the ground, while the latter can be regarded as taking off completely.

If we say that the black is tricky, it can only be regarded as a little tricky.The bloody Li Gui can be called a big Gui.Then the purple Li Gui, is it not too much to call him the King of Sui?
The purple greedy Gui, or the King of Gui, immediately set his sights on He Zhao, who drove him.

A strange light flickered in the two empty eyes.

Seemingly, possibly, probably, want to kill?
Bechava once warned not to train Li Gui to the point where he can suppress the bodhisattva and Buddha visualized in his mind.Otherwise, they will definitely attack their master.

"Ha ha."

The famous ruthless person is not a fool, since he dared to let the greedy and treacherous devour the Mahayana Buddha, he was naturally prepared.

Backlash?

There is the head of Mahayana Buddha!
This thing is not a Mahayana Buddha who has not yet grown up, let alone let today's congenital malnutrition + serious injury and weakness compare with the Mahayana Buddha in its heyday.

Even though the gluttonous gui advanced to the gui king, he was the king of the ruthless.

But if you want to wrestle with the head of Mahayana Buddha, you are still far away!
Even if the Bufa Temple wants to solve the Mahayana Buddha in its heyday, it has to rely on the golden knife that shaved him before he became a monk to assist in the dismemberment.

What's more, it's just a trick king.

Almost instantly, Gluttony felt great pressure, as if as long as it dared to make a move, it would surely fall into the abyss.

Then it immediately squinted its eyes, not daring to look directly at the man driving it.

Mahayana Buddha is a good person.

Regardless of whether he was alive or dead, his contribution to Ruthless Zhao was enormous.

Belonging is self-sacrifice for others, someone can't wait to send a pennant to the other party.

"Go, eat to your heart's content, and let me see how fine you are."

After the words fell, two purple lights shot out from Gluttony's eyes.

"Really, don't hesitate. You can eat as much as you want, and I won't interfere." He just wanted to see how powerful Sui can be after being promoted to the King of Sui.

As for whether he will be suppressed by the king of Tsedan, he doesn't care.

Big deal, back to file.

"Chucky-"

The melon-eating monks who were watching were all confused.

Only Dharma King Cidan had an ugly face.

What does it mean to be an outstanding disciple?
Let a monster start killing, and no one around can save its life except him.

Before opening his mouth to dissuade him, a light flashed in front of his eyes.

"Pfft!" "Pfft!"

Taking a closer look, Gluttony opened his mouth, and a thin tongue suddenly pierced through the dozen or so iron monks closest to him.

When their bodies were penetrated by their tongues, they didn't respond at all.

When the severe pain is transmitted from the heart to the brain, it can be recovered.

"what--"

There were screams one after another.

"Chucky-"

The gluttonous tongue rolled back, and the monks wearing iron rods, one by one, all pulled in its direction.

"what"

The mouth, which occupied the entire face, suddenly swelled enough to accommodate a dozen people.

"woo"

One bite, one bite!
All of a sudden, he swallowed more than a dozen monks with iron rods.

In the next second, the belly swelled and swelled in a circle.

However, within three to five seconds, it shriveled up.

No need to think too much, it must be digested.

"Ah!"

Hundreds of monks, watching the gluttony who killed more than a dozen mages in one go, looked dull.

Then, a fierce look appeared in his eyes.

If it were someone else, the first choice would definitely be to turn around and run wildly, not daring to confront a monster who can only devour gods.

It's a pity that they all stand out from the big temples, brave and fierce.

In addition, after patrolling the plateau for many years, there are more monsters and ghosts slaughtered, and they have cultivated a great ferocity.

Seeing gluttony and daring to make a move, they all said nothing, and slammed down the iron rod in their hands.

"Boom boom boom boom boom."

A series of hundreds of violent explosions sounded, smashing the surrounding ground into pieces in the blink of an eye.

Regarding this, He Zhao drove Yitong Gui with a blank face, and his whole body became blurred.

He stood where he was, watching Gluttony with his mouth wide open, swallowing the attacks from the iron rod monk one by one.

Every time you swallow, your stomach will expand a little bit.

More than 300 attacks were swallowed, and the swelling was more than two circles.

Four or five seconds, quickly dry up.

"???"

"!!!"

The monks who launched the attack at the first time, looked at the unscathed and hiccupped purple king, dumbfounded.

"Chucky-"

A large group of people were stunned, they were greedy and cunning, but they didn't know martial arts ethics.

The tiny tongue pierces the hearts of dozens of people in an instant, threading them into a string.

"Ah!"

One mouthful, another mouthful.

Dozens of people all fell into its stomach.

In just a few seconds, digest them one by one.

The men of King Cidan were standing at the rear of the large army, without any loss.

Regarding the ability to be greedy and cunning, all he can say is tough.

Among the dozens of monks eaten just now, there are two master-level figures who have been ruthless characters who have been on the plateau for many years.

But such a powerful person has no room to fight back against such a small tongue.

"I'm afraid it's not a Dharma protector, so I can't even get good from it."

No wonder, no wonder after three generations of eminent monks' training, nothing has changed.

Once cultivated, killing some mages and masters is like slaughtering chickens.

Don't underestimate the practitioners of these two ranks, they are all the mainstays of the major temples.

How many mages and gurus do you need to produce a Dharma protector?
How many Dharma protectors does it take before a person at the level of Dharma King emerges?
As for those above the Dharma king, the whole plateau is full of talents, and there are only the owners of the three major temples that have survived from ancient times to the present.

Moreover, what is certain is that all the three masters are the masters of the previous generation who are about to die.

In other words, all ranks above Dharma King have masters, and the number is fixed.

At least, Cidan has never heard of it, or found out from the historical records who and who has not yet taken over as the seat owner, can rely on his own talent to break through.

"run!"

In the face of gluttony, cunning and flexible tongues, and the brutal behavior of devouring hundreds of people, the iron stick monks couldn't stand it after all.

They are indeed a bit reckless, with a bit iron head and fierce personality.

But being reckless, iron, and ruthless doesn't mean you're willing to die.

For enemies that cannot be defeated, it is right to turn around and run away, there is no need to stay and die.

They want to preserve their useful bodies and chant scriptures for Bodhisattvas and Buddhas.

"let's go."

King Cidan ordered to the 120 elite monks behind him, although he was confident that he could escape from the gluttonous and treacherous tongue, but it was unnecessary to compete with outstanding disciples.

Furthermore, the one who killed was not the monk of the Bufa Temple, so it has nothing to do with him.

What's more, the second half of the exercise that can change the future of the monk's academy and raise his position even further has not yet been obtained.

Solang is willing to play, whatever.

"Okay, stop it."

He Zhao watched the tongue roll, and it was the gluttony and cunning of dozens of monks, and stopped it from chasing after it.He can almost figure out how cruel the ghost who has advanced to the purple king of ghosts is.

Fingerprints, French seals, secret spells, physical attacks, and other means, it can take it without fail.Tangible and intangible, all can be swallowed.As long as you swallow it, you don't need to use the black firefly to assist in digestion during the period of little tricks and big tricks.

Any attack can't play a role, everything is just accumulation.

Even those iron monks, using the power of the sealed objects in their bodies, accepted them all.

After all, there are big and small kings of cunning.

A group of monks who couldn't even cultivate the blood-colored deceit had limited power, and were brutally suppressed by the deceitful king.

"I don't know if I can continue to evolve. After resetting, I will ask Bechava for advice. Next, it's time to do the second thing."

(End of this chapter)