Everyone is a demon, why are you covered in holy light?.

Chapter 32 Either Up!or die!
Yang Yu didn't know what to say.

Asking him to kill a real person in the boulder realm is like hitting a stone with an egg, which is no different from courting death.

If so, he would rather resist and die with dignity.

Seeing the reactions of the real mother and Yang An, Hetou let out a mocking laugh.

Fortunately, the old man Minghe stopped its nonsense.

He looked at the terrified Master Mu Ji and said lightly:

"I don't need you, just the boys under your seat."

Immediately, the mother-in-law breathed a sigh of relief.

"I can call as many boys as you want, but they are just my meat slaves. Is ten enough?"

In her eyes, the sticky worm boy is a useless cauldron that she sucked dry, so she naturally doesn't care.

ten?

Yang An's eyelids twitched.

Is this intended to let him kill ten sticky insect boys before he can be accepted as a disciple by Minghe old man?

What did he use to kill?

Just rely on the lighting method?
Yang An always thought that he was able to kill demons by lighting a lamp, and that dirty Taoist Kong Shuai was a fluke.

Once you confront these guys head-on, you will definitely not be able to achieve the same result.

Although he didn't know the strength of these sticky worm boys, but ten of them came at once, and he definitely couldn't stand it.

Yang An could only look at the old man Minghe eagerly, hoping that he would forgive him and relax.

But what he didn't expect was that the old guy's words were even more astonishing.

"Ten? Not enough! Fifty!"

At the end, the old man Minghe added a sentence lightly.

"And at least it has to be a fake food environment."

"..."

Yang Yu could see it.

The two heads on the old man Minghe's shoulders, despite the kindness of the old man's head, are not good things.

One asked him to kill his mother, the real person.

One asked him to kill fifty sticky bug boys who were at least fake food realm cultivation.

It was as if he had become old man Minghe's plaything, being manipulated at will.

On the side, the real Mu Yan didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and couldn't hold back the trembling laughter.

He Tou gave a very disappointed look and ordered Old He: "It's boring!"

Yang An still mustered up the courage to look at the old man Minghe.

He had to resist, otherwise he had already figured out how he would die next time.

"Senior! Fifty is too many! I think..."

But before he finished speaking, the huge ferocious crane's head jumped in front of him almost instantly, and a pair of evil eyes stared at him firmly.

"Little guy, do you think this is a business, can you bargain?"

"Either go! Or die!"

Gollum!

Yang An swallowed. At this moment, he seemed to intuitively feel a sense of suffocation on the verge of death, and he couldn't refute it.

Hetou smiled coldly, then retracted, ordering the old man to remain indifferent.

On the other hand, the real mother of the mother still clapped her hands as if she was watching a play.

clap clap!

For a moment, Yang An was shrouded in endless darkness again, but soon dozens of sticky insect boys began to appear around him.

These disgusting guys are like puppets manipulated arbitrarily, standing dumbly opposite Yang An, and they will all come towards Yang An as long as there is an order.

Yang An felt the tremendous pressure and could only grit his teeth.

Fight!

Before the sticky worm boys could make any moves, he took the lead in releasing the bone-sacrificing Buddha light on his body.

A circular ring of light appeared behind Yang An's head, emitting a strong white light, holy and solemn.

At the same time, he held down the freshly dried wound on his right hand with his left hand, and pulled down fiercely, the wound was torn open again, a sharp pain came from his hand, and blood gushed out immediately.

hum!
A fireball the size of a human head suddenly appeared from Yang An's right hand, and it exploded wildly.

White light and red fire light intertwined and overlapped, illuminating Yang Eucalyptus within a few meters of his body.

Whether it is the light of the bone-sacrificing Buddha or the fire light of the lighting method, both have a common effect, that is, they can make evil spirits avoid them, at least not dare to get close.

The closer you get to him, the more damage you will suffer.

But Yang An didn't want to sit still, he saw the opportunity, and when dozens of sticky worm boys all started to move, he chose one of them as the target first and rushed over.

In this battle, his blood alone was far from enough.

He must rely on the blood of these monsters, perhaps to create a glimmer of life.

But at this moment, Yang An couldn't notice behind him, three pairs of eyes in the darkness were watching his every move.

"Is this the Buddha's light? How could he condense the Buddha's light as a mortal? Could it be the reincarnation of a certain Buddha?"

"There is a dirty breath in this Buddha's light, it is not pure, it should be condensed with the help of foreign objects."

Hetou looked at the light wheel behind Yang Eucalyptus, feeling a little puzzled, and stretched his neck to take a closer look.

On the contrary, the old man Minghe saw the clue after a glance.

The real mother Lu was waiting, as if she had thought of something.

"I heard that the old monk in the White Buddha Temple hundreds of miles away is trying to create a holy Buddha. Maybe it has something to do with it."

"White Buddha Temple? I've never heard of it. Where did this wild temple come from?"

Hetou said very disdainfully.

"Behind the White Buddha Temple, there may be Dade Temple!"

"Dade Temple? Hehe."

Hearing the name, Hetou sneered suddenly.

While the three were communicating, Yang An had already successfully rushed to a sticky worm boy. He took out the small knife at his waist with his left hand, raised it and dropped it, but the result was beyond his expectation.

This body composed of countless disgusting slime worms did not shed a trace of blood after being cut open by the knife, but more mucus oozes from the surface of the cut slime worms.

Yang An took the opportunity to press the flame on his right hand, but he couldn't ignite it. Instead, the mucus stained his hand and made a hissing sound.

There was a burning sensation in his hand, and he quickly retracted his hand. The mucus was immediately burned into a few wisps of white smoke by the high temperature.

It's not blood, it can't be ignited!

Yang An's heart suddenly thumped, and he screamed inwardly, and then quickly backed away.

There were already many sticky insect boys attacking him at a very high speed, accompanied by countless mucus splashing in the air, and they rushed to Yang An in the blink of an eye.

In contrast, Yang Eucalyptus's speed was not fast, and he was thrown down by a sticky insect boy all at once.

Countless mouthparts suddenly appeared on the countless sticky worms who couldn't see the head and tail clearly, and began to gnaw on his body frantically.

If it is possible to ignite these sticky worm boys, Yang Yu can still win a chance of life, but the result just now is like being poured with a basin of cold water, these sticky worm boys cannot be ignited by the lighting method at all.

The other sticky worm boys who followed also rushed up, drowning Yang An in the blink of an eye.

Yang An immediately felt the pain coming from all parts of his body, as if countless saws were crazily tearing his flesh and blood.

In just a moment, he intuitively sensed the loss of life in his body, and countless bloody mouths had been bitten out of his body, and moist and warm blood was gushing out.

If this goes on for a few breaths, he will definitely die!
"Fuck you!"

Yang An suddenly became angry from embarrassment, gritted his teeth, tried his best to free his right hand and then pressed it on his chest suddenly.

Since he can't ignite these things, then he ignites himself, and the blood will dry up and die together!

hum!
The next moment, a burst of fire suddenly appeared in the darkness, illuminating all directions at once.

Countless sticky worm boys that squeezed together were immediately swallowed by the sudden expansion of the flame, and they were instantly melted into ashes without even screaming.

In the darkness, old man Minghe's old face was illuminated by the flames, but there was a genuine smile on the corner of his mouth.

"That's right! That's how the lighting method should be used!"

(End of this chapter)