In the widely circulated bedtime stories of the divine continent, the Dragon clan was evil, they possessed remarkable powers, and could summon the wind and rain. They slaughtered the people, ate the hearts and livers of people. In order to save the people and the Princess, the great dragon slayer warriors travelled over mountains and rivers, and finally found the evil dragon on a tower. The brave and clever dragon slayer warriors tried every means to kill the evil dragon and save the Princess, and eventually became a dragon slayer warrior admired by everyone, and lived a shameless and happy life with the Princess — —
In the final analysis, the dragon slayer warriors had always played the role of an unscrupulous third party who relied on their powerful force to snatch the Princess away.
What Li Muyang knew was that the Dragon clan did not eat people.
At least in his sea of memory, there was no experience of the black dragon eating people — —
And it thought it was an extremely disgusting thing. It felt disgusting just thinking about it.
Li Muyang could understand its feelings.
Li Muyang did not expect the bald monk to have a hobby of eating human flesh, and even more did not expect that such an evil person would be adopted by someone.
Whether it was the Song family, Prince Fu or any other family that did this — — those people deserved to die just like Monk Wuhua.
Looking at Monk Wuhua's drooling appearance, Li Muyang's killing intent flared up.
"Cannibalism, how can you be qualified to be a Buddhist disciple? Cruel and unscrupulous, worse than a beast. You're a scourge of the human race, if Heaven doesn't save you, Buddha won't save you, I will save you — — "
"You little boy — —" Monk Wuhua wiped his saliva and burst into laughter. "Who said Grandpa is a Buddhist disciple? Because Grandpa was born with divine strength, and his qi soared to the Milky Way, the hair on his head fell off — — Grandpa eats big mouthfuls of meat, drinks big bowls of wine, and lives a free and unfettered life. Who would want to learn from those bald monks and recite Buddhist scriptures? "
"That's good." Li Muyang sneered. Because his master, Kong Li, was a Buddhist, and he had indirectly received the grace of Buddhism, he also regarded himself as a member of Buddhism. At first glance, he thought that the monk was also a scum of Buddhism, and wanted to eradicate this evil person for Buddhism.
Now that he heard that he was not a Buddhist, Li Muyang's mood was much better.
Killing such a person would only dirty one's hands.
However, Li Muyang was not afraid of doing dirty work.
He soared into the air and rushed toward Monk Wuhua.
He knew that this monk was extremely strong, and he was very confident in his divine power.
Therefore, he clenched one hand into a fist, and his fist instantly swelled up several times. A khaki-colored air current flickered and flowed around his fist.
"Little doll, what do you mean by that? Are you scolding me? "
"No." Li Muyang said honestly, "I'm praising you … praising you for knowing your place and not tarnishing the name of Buddhism."
"Little doll, wait for this monk to come and eat you …"
Monk Wuhua was furious.
His body soared into the sky, his huge legs walking in the clouds.
He walked to the top of Li Muyang's head and smashed his fist down.
"Try grandpa's fist again …"
"Boom …"
A huge black light wave emitting a rancid smell bombarded the place where Li Muyang was standing.
Li Muyang also swung his fist fiercely.
After the khaki-colored air current was blasted out by him, it instantly formed the shape of a hill.
Mountain-shaking Fist!
"In terms of majestic power, Mountain-shaking Fist is number one."
This was a passage from the "General History of Fist Aura", which showed the status of Mountain-shaking Fist in the field of boxing.
Meet force with force, and break force with force. This was the foundation.
This was also the killing skill that Li Muyang had specially prepared for this monk Wuhua.
"Roar …"
The black ball of light opened its ferocious mouth, and a disgusting black juice flowed out of its mouth.
All punches have a root, and all things have a form.
Li Muyang could not see the root of Monk Wuhua's punch, nor could he see what kind of species the black ball of light was. However, judging from its appearance … it was definitely not a good bird.
How could a good person look like Monk Wuhua?
Similarly, how could a good bird look like this … black ball of light?
"Boom — —"
The Mountain-shaking Fist expanded in the air, turning into a towering mountain at a speed visible to the naked eye. It crushed towards the enemy in a devastating manner.
Hu — —
The khaki-colored towering mountain and the black ball of light flew in the opposite direction, and soon met in the air.
Bang — —
The mountain and the black ball violently collided.
The wind whistled and essential qi splashed.
Powerful qi swept across, like a heavy sword sweeping across the sky, destroying everything around it.
Including space and air.
Space was shattered, and the air was extinguished.
There was a vacuum in the sky.
In addition to the mountain that had been destroyed, there was only the huge black ball of light.
The ball of light was suspended there, neither retreating nor descending.
Kacha — —
The black ball cracked open, revealing an ugly monster that looked like a baby's head.
Crash — —
The monster suddenly opened its mouth, and then a large amount of black liquid sprayed out.
Crash — —
It blotted out the sky and covered the earth, pouring down from above.
"Muyang, dodge — —"
Lu Qingming, who was engaged in battle, was also paying attention to the situation on Li Muyang's side. If he found that Li Muyang's strength was not enough, he would rush over to help.
Therefore, he could give him a warning at the first instance.
Compared to his son's safety, what did the injuries he had suffered count for?
"That's a red-eyed ghost baby. It's the most vicious thing in the world — — "
Red-eyed ghost baby?
The information of this name instantly surfaced in Li Muyang's mind.
Red-eyed ghost baby was the embodiment of the most vicious and poisonous thing in the world.
It was to refine a baby that had died young, infuse it with essential qi and a wisp of essential qi, and then soak it in the water of hundreds of poisons for eighty-one days.
That was not all, the ghost baby and the corpse needed to be kept together. After another three years, it could become a red-eyed ghost baby that could be controlled.
Red-eyed referred to its eyes that were always blood-red, and the ghost baby referred to — — the baby that they used was a baby that had died young. At that time, the baby had already lost its vitality, and was the easiest to refine into a ghost for their own use.
The whole body of this thing was poisonous, and anyone who touched it would die.
Even the master did not want to come into contact with it, and instead wrapped it in python skin, and only took it out when needed.
After Li Muyang knew the power of this thing, he naturally did not want the dirty water that sprayed out from its mouth to contaminate his body.
With a wave of its sleeve, a layer of blue transparent light appeared above its head.
When the black water came into contact with the azure light that filled the sky, it instantly turned into black smoke and emitted popping sounds of explosions.
Evil feared good, darkness feared light.
Just as that old dog Song Gudu had said, all living things reinforce and counteract each other.
Li Muyang used the unique Taoist skill that Master Xiahou had privately taught him: 'Half Moon Pill Scripture', borrowing the righteous qi of the bright moon to eradicate these evil things.
The blue light flickered. The red-eyed ghost baby clearly felt disgust and discomfort.
It opened its mouth again, and with a 'yi' sound pounced towards Li Muyang.
Triangular head, blood-red eyes. The body had four limbs, but the feet were not feet, but flippers. The hands were not hands, but claws.
This was ten times, a hundred times uglier than the Chong Diao that Li Muyang had seen — — Did it never look in the mirror? Even if it didn't look in the mirror, it should drink water, right?
Drinking water from the pool, and seeing the reflection in the water, it would have thought that there was an attack from an evil enemy.
"Ugly people do more mischief."
Li Muyang punched out. The red-eyed ghost baby was extremely clever, and knew how to dodge. Its body rotated 360 degrees, and cleverly avoided Li Muyang's fist qi.
Li Muyang punched out again, and the red-eyed ghost baby still dodged swiftly.
Li Muyang was furious.
So ugly, and so mischievous — —
Li Muyang punched out more than 20 times at the sky.
The red-eyed ghost baby kept dodging, and its mouth kept making 'yi' 'yi' 'yi' 'yi' 'yi'.
In the process of dodging, it was getting closer and closer to Li Muyang.
"Yi — —"
Its body landed on the top of Li Muyang's head, and it opened its mouth to spit out a mouthful of stinky black water at Li Muyang's body.
Perhaps in the eyes of the red-eyed ghost baby, Li Muyang was also earth-shattering ugly — —
"You dare to insult people — —" The anger in Li Muyang's heart burned even more.
Ever since he went to Starry Sky Academy, no one dared to say he was ugly — —
The red-eyed ghost baby bared its fangs and brandished its claws, viciously pouncing at Li Muyang.
It stretched out its claws to scratch Li Muyang's face, head, and body.
Its legs suddenly elongated, trying to wrap around Li Muyang's body and tie him together.
As long as it could climb onto Li Muyang's body, it could become one with him, infect his body with its poison, or directly cut open his chest, and then drill into his body to become his host.
It looked like this body was very tasty.
This time, it was Li Muyang's turn to dodge left and right.
In any case, he must not be caught by the ugly evil spirit.
Its body fluttered in the air, sometimes to the east, sometimes to the west, and sometimes to a sharp ninety degree turn. The [Art of Traveling through Clouds and Summoning Rain] was brought into full play by it.
Who could capture the trajectory of the clouds?
Li Muyang ran in front, and the red-eyed ghost baby chased behind.
At first glance, this scene was like an ugly child abandoned by his father who wanted to hug his father's thigh to go home — —
"Hahaha — —" Monk Wuhua laughed wildly in mid-air, watching Li Muyang being chased by the red-eyed ghost baby. He did not believe that Li Muyang could always have the strength to dodge. He would eventually be caught and eaten by the ghost baby that he had raised.
Li Muyang's body turned sharply. And again sharply.
He used the [Art of Traveling through Clouds and Summoning Rain] twice in a row.
He turned to the back of the red-eyed ghost baby and threw a punch at its skinny, pitch-black back covered with maggots.
"Boom — —"
"Frighten Dragon Fist!"
The red-eyed ghost baby was nowhere to be found.
Probably, it had been taken to the Ninth Heaven by the lightning dragon.
Monk Wuhua flew into a rage, pointed at Li Muyang, and shouted, "You little kid, how dare you destroy my red-eyed ghost baby — — I'm going to tear you apart — —"
Li Muyang was really amused by Monk Wuhua. Was there no need for intelligence to be a bad guy?
"If I don't destroy your red-eyed ghost baby, you won't kill me?"
"— —" Monk Wuhua's expression froze, and he fell into deep thought.
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