Kryptonian fate deduction, invincibility starts from killing monsters

Tu Nan had already died.

That golden-bodied monk of the Jin Shen race who, for the sake of all living things in the world, did not hesitate to break precepts, slaughtering demons and saving the world, had already died the moment he was transformed into a demon.

The guy standing in front of Shen Lin was just a madman who killed as he pleased.

Since he could no longer continue to save these wronged souls, then...

Let me do it!

Shen Lin's face was calm, and the golden light emanating from the idol behind him shone down, as if a god had descended into the world.

The Demon Subduing Pestle, which gathered the power of thunder and exorcism, landed on Tu Nan's fist, like a red-hot iron cutting through ice.

One after another, wronged souls were bombarded and evaporated by the golden thunder, and before disappearing, the original painful expressions dissipated, replaced by a sense of relief.

The Demon Subduing Pestle broke through the power of the wronged souls and directly collided with Tu Nan's chest.

Crack!

In just one blow, the blood-red armor was covered with cracks.

The huge impact made Tu Nan unable to help but spit out a mouthful of blood, flying backwards for hundreds of feet before stabilizing his figure.

"How could this be..."

He raised his head, and the madness on his face completely disappeared, replaced by endless confusion.

"Are you trying to ask why I haven't been affected by you?"

Shen Lin responded with a smile.

The Evil Exorcising World Purifying Heart Sutra has a suppressive effect on demons and evil beings.

After being transformed into a demon, the Great Dao that Tu Nan cultivated changed, and this effect was reversed.

All beings other than demons and evil beings would be suppressed by his cultivation technique when facing him, and could only exert up to 70% of their cultivation.

But at this moment, Shen Lin's move actually made him feel pressure.

The Demon Subduing Pestle composed of golden thunder seemed to be specifically aimed at him, making it impossible for Tu Nan to exert even 50% of his abilities.

He naturally knew that the power of thunder had the effect of exorcising evil.

But the methods he had just displayed were not ordinary wronged soul power.

Every wronged soul that made up the fist shadow was transformed from the living beings he had personally tortured and killed.

Its towering resentment was not something that the power of thunder could suppress at all.

No, it's not just the power of thunder...

Tu Nan suddenly reacted, looking at the illusory idol behind Shen Lin, and was stunned.

In addition to the power of thunder, the Demon Subduing Pestle also contained the aura of the cultivation technique he created when he was still a member of the Jin Shen race.

Just now, the other party's attack had also used the wronged souls in his fist.

Even though he had enslaved these wronged souls with special means, it was impossible for the hatred of these wronged souls towards Tu Nan to completely dissipate.

Shen Lin's attack mobilized the power of resentment of those wronged souls towards him.

In other words, at that moment, his wronged soul fist shadow was broken from the inside.

After understanding this, Tu Nan took a deep breath, shook his head, and the crazy smile reappeared on his face.

"What, are you trying to use the cultivation technique I created to deal with me?"

Shen Lin nodded and smiled: "Don't you think this is very fateful?"

"Fate... I curse your mother's fate!!!"

Tu Nan cursed angrily and rushed out again.

Only this time, he used all the power of the wronged souls to enhance his own strength, without manifesting it externally.

Boom!!!

With a punch, the pure physical strength collided with the Demon Subduing Pestle.

Looking at the constantly trembling Demon Subduing Pestle, a trace of joy appeared on Tu Nan's face.

That's right!

As long as he doesn't let those wronged souls show themselves, and simply relies on their power, the other party's technique will be ineffective.

After understanding this, he didn't stop at all and began to attack frantically.

Punches, elbow strikes, kicks...

The powerful physical body after being transformed into a demon constantly collided with the Demon Subduing Pestle, causing it to retreat steadily.

But gradually, a sense of unease gradually filled Tu Nan's heart.

This unease became more and more intense, even causing his heart to tremble, turning into a trace of...

Fear!

The violent attack suddenly stopped, and he raised his head as if sensing something.

Only then did he realize that at some point, the golden idol behind Shen Lin had already raised the precept blade in its right hand high.

The precept blade looked no different from the one held by his demon form.

Except that the killing intent was heavier.

Seeing the precept blade at this moment, Tu Nan couldn't help but shudder.

What a strong killing intent that was.

It was as if the sky and the earth were collapsing, about to destroy all living things.

Even he, the killing god who had slaughtered the living beings of dozens of continents, felt ashamed of himself.

He even developed a sense of fear.

"Is it strange?"

Shen Lin's voice came softly, his tone cold.

"Have you never felt this killing intent before?"

"It's not strange, a madman like you naturally wouldn't pay attention to what the thoughts of those living beings you killed before their deaths would be like."

"This is not a killing intent that one or two living beings can burst out."

"But it is the killing intent produced after the deaths of all the living beings you have slaughtered."

As he spoke, the precept blade began to fall slowly.

The speed was very slow, and Tu Nan could completely avoid it with his speed.

But at this moment, Tu Nan was like a rabbit stared at by a beast, trembling and not daring to move at all.

"When you wielded the butcher knife, you should have realized..."

"One day, you will also be killed!"

Shen Lin murmured softly and waved his right hand fiercely.

Immediately afterwards, the precept blade in the idol's hand instantly accelerated, drawing a bloody line as it fell.

This blade struck Tu Nan, splitting him directly in half.

At the incision, illusory wronged souls rose up, roaring and wailing, beginning to devour Tu Nan.

They were densely packed, endless, and even this area was almost unable to accommodate them.

The pain that was once inflicted on those slaughtered living beings was now returned in full, causing Tu Nan to let out painful wails.

After nearly ten breaths, as his vitality annihilated, those wronged souls also dissipated little by little.

Before completely dissipating, those wronged souls regained their calm and bowed to Shen Lin one after another.

Shen Lin nodded silently and couldn't help but sigh.