Merit Accumulation: I Conferred God and Become a Buddha

Chapter 38 Will Today Be the Date of the Blood Lady's Death?
The majestic light waves of sword energy pierced through the octopus monster along the sharp blade, and the corner of the sky was reflected in the blood-colored hole.

When the bloody abyss cavity quickly healed, the black fire figure that plunged into it was swallowed by the regenerated muscle tissue.

The scene of black light exploding from the monster's body came into Feng Yu's eyes.

His body, which was blown by the bloody wind and rain, was golden, and he stood in the trembling void, frowned and endured the roar that could tear the eardrums, and held a head in his arms with both hands.

The head was broken and turned into powder.

Feng Yu panicked and reached out to grab the flying debris, but he didn't hold anything.

The blood that covered the sky splashed from the monster's body, as if summoned, it was sprinkled on him in the gust of wind.

In his golden pupils, a huge dark green figure was torn apart, pierced by hundreds of black lights.

The sky was turbulent, and the messy chaos could not bear to be crazily squeezed together, the sky and the earth changed completely, and there was no light.

The bloody and broken human face fell off from the head of the octopus monster, floating in the air like a ghost flying in the wind, and flew towards the brilliant boy.

Blood rained, and tentacles and remnants scattered all over the sky.

When Feng Yu saw the broken face, he didn't dare to approach it, and stayed at a distance of ten meters away.

The unrecognizable face was repaired and healed, forming the appearance of a blood princess, and a head, torso, and limbs grew out every second.

The black hair is loose, and the pure white ketone body is clean and flawless, all of which show the youthful and dazzling feminine beauty.

"Although that little girl got your demon sword, she also paid the price of being swallowed by the demon sword."

Xue Ji smiled seductively with a secret delight, which hurt Feng Yu's heart.

He witnessed the black fire figure appearing out of thin air, blocking in front of him.

"Xian'er is very brave. Even though her body was scorched by the black fire of Ge Lan's sword, she never thought of giving up holding the sword in her hand."

Feng Yu was stunned, feeling pain in breathing, and the figure of Heihuo in front of him was like a mummy.

"Facing her parents who turned into ghouls, she collapsed. If you hadn't run out to spoil the scenery, I would have let her die happily, instead of relying on her own evil spirit to continue her life."

Xue Ji's tone was brisk, with a hint of joy and pleasure in her voice.

"She, what a pity! She was swallowed back by the power of the sword in her hand. Her body was burned dry but she still refused to let go of the sword in her hand. In the end, she couldn't even cry out in pain."

At this moment, the black fire figure stepped on his feet, danced in the air, and galloped to kill.

The blade of the sword that slashed head-on was one second faster than Xue Ji who jumped away, cutting from the top of Xue Ji's head to the base of her neck.

The human head flew up, and the ketone body that the owner jumped back at a high speed was suspended in the air, and the head quickly returned to its original position.

"Are you wondering, I can't kill me no matter what?"

Xue Ji's smile suddenly froze on her face, because something unexpected happened.

A hand pierced her chest, and this man-like hand came out of her body.

She twisted her face in pain, felt the pain of her body being torn apart, and saw the second hand squeezed out of her chest.

A vast amount of blood gushed out from her body at a rapid speed, released along her chest, and swept across the world.

Using both hands to tear apart the ketone body, the crack in the chest is getting bigger and bigger, and a human head with a handsome face emerges from it.

Xue Ji was in so much pain that she burst into tears, feeling her body was locked under a strong pressure, her fingers trembled so much that she couldn't even move.

"Damn it! You... you didn't die?"

The voice of gnashing and hating squeezed out from between her teeth, strongly expressing her anger.

Feng Yu, who walked to the side of the black fire figure, stared blankly at Luo Mo emerging from Xue Ji's body.

"I only killed one-ninth of the [-] million demons and ghosts in your body, and the rest ran for their lives and hid."

The deep and magnetic voice made the bloody face of the blood girl pale.

"How come? You just appeared without anyone noticing...Leaving me defenseless?"

Thick blood mist erupted continuously from her body, covering the sky.

The ketone body cracked from top to bottom with a tear, breaking into two halves.

The endless and vast void was stained with blood, which was transformed by countless monsters when they were dying.

Seeing the split Xue Ji plummeting to the sky, Luo Mo chased after her.

As if exhausting his last breath, the black fire figure began to lose his balance and fell to the world below.

Ge Lan's sword escaped from the hands of the black fire figure, but Feng Yu didn't care about it, and his body fell against the violent wind and rain, and turned into a charred Leng Xian'er anxiously.

The biting wind and raindrops blew from bottom to top, penetrating his whole body.

After finally getting close to the target, he stretched out his trembling hands, and carefully hugged the scorched black body that seemed to shatter with a light touch.

His words became weak and pale, and when he struggled to utter the word "I'm sorry", his eyes were full of unbearable pity and guilt.

The more he suppressed the overwhelming emotions, the more unbearable his sadness was. Tears welled up in his red eyes, and he looked sad like a child.

On the land shrouded in a silver barrier, human beings look up at the crimson sky.

The blood mist spreading in the air seemed to turn into thousands of flame fragments, scattered in all directions like the petals of red lotus.

A strong turbulent current swept across the sky, completely annihilating the aircraft that had come from You Ge.

Those fighter planes were all oddly shaped and icy, their flight paths disrupted by the turbulent currents, and they fell straight down amidst the bloody mist.

The aircraft even collided with each other and exploded, and the flames and disintegrating fragments flew down high in the sky like fireworks.

On the ground where the blood flowed like a river, Jia Lan hurriedly paced and ran wildly, chasing the fireworks that fell from the sky.

Seemingly petite and weak, she ran fast, her eyes full of eagerness and worry.

Not knowing if Roma would hear her, she could only shout the name loudly.

The torrential rain poured down in a curtain of water, drenching the gleaming city of gold and silver.

Even if the two buildings from different worlds were turned into ruins, they would still be priceless gold mines. If a large number of bionic warriors hadn't settled in and blocked them in time, the citizens might have rushed to search them out.

In the smoky rain, the blood-soaked Luo Mo stood between the gold and silver ruined city.

Jia Lan, who came in a hurry, saw his lonely back with his head slightly lowered.

He couldn't even hear the girl's calling voice.

"The right eye is compassionate, and the left eye is sharp. Your eyes are really beautiful."

The two halves of the head squirmed in the pool of blood and merged into a complete human head.

Luo Mo, holding the demon sword Yu Ye in his hand, remained unmoved, silently looking down at the two halves of Xue Ji's ketone body being annihilated in flying ashes.

"Have you investigated my life experience?"

"Yes."

"So...do you feel sorry for me?"

A trace of emotion flashed across Luo Mo's eyes like an electric current.

Hearing him calmly say the words "all beings are suffering", a wry smile appeared on his head, and the sadness in his eyes was as deep and heavy as mountains and seas.

Jia Lan, who ran to Luo Mo's side, saw the tragic scene in the pool of blood on the ground, and couldn't help but feel unspeakable loneliness.

"There is no peace in the world, it is like a house on fire; it is filled with suffering, it is very frightening.

I have lived in pain and darkness, and the sense of despair is really worse than death. "

(End of this chapter)