My right eye is mutated

Chapter 240 Not an Illusion
Zhou Buzhou was able to use the rudimentary form of sword intent to chop off the god of Xia Geng's corpse, making Xia Geng's corpse lose control of his body.

The so-called killing god is to cut off all the command signals sent from the brain to the body.

Including signs of refusal to accept blood!

Then, the passive change...

It is no longer difficult for Xia Geng's corpse to be headless, and Xia Geng's corpse will not become a troublesome existence if it has a head.

Because you can give Xia Gengshi a bowed head, and then he can kill it easily!
The excitement in Zhou Buzhou's eyes was irrepressible.

He screamed from the bottom of his heart.

In this way, from now on, won't all the Xia Geng corpses in the Xia Geng corpse world be easily killed after I suppress them with the prototype of the sword intent?

0%.

zero percent?

Zhou Buzhou paused slightly.

What do you mean?
Shouldn't it be absolute [-]%?

Weird.

Zhou Buzhou was silent, and then quickly grasped the crux of the problem.

At the same time, he asked silently with some doubts: "Could it be that there are conditions or restrictions on killing the god Xia Geng's corpse?"

If there are no conditions or restrictions, according to the previous speculation, it should be possible to destroy Xia Geng's corpse world with one sword!
The black smoke quickly dissipated in front of my eyes, and then gathered into numbers again.

100%.

Zhou Buzhou's expression changed.

His eyeballs flickered slightly, and he asked quickly:

Can't I kill Xia Geng's corpse that exceeds my level of cultivation?
100%.

I can only kill Xia Geng corpses who are at the same level as me or lower than mine?

100%.

Zhou Buzhou fell silent.

Yi destroys Xia Geng's corpse world...

A long way to go!

But there is still hope!

As long as he reaches the sage state or even the venerable state, he can wipe out the Xia Geng corpse world with one sword!
At that time, he can use the rudimentary form of sword intent to control all Xia Geng corpses whose life level is lower than his, and then make all Xia Geng corpses out of the heads of quasi-first-order cultivators...

You can kill all Xia Geng corpses like killing pigs!

No, it's easier than killing a pig!
After all, when a pig is killed, it will still resist.

And Xia Geng's corpse, which was controlled by the prototype of the sword intent, could not resist!

Thinking of this, Zhou Buzhou's eyes flickered, and he wiped the blood from his hands on the navels of the other four Xia Geng corpses again.

Four clouds of red mist rose from the smooth necks of the four Xia Geng corpses.

The four clusters of red mist shrank slightly in order.

The next moment, the four Xia Geng corpses transformed into Qian Lin's head.

But they still can't move!
Zhou Buzhou drew his sword.

Yang Zimei stepped forward quickly, and pressed Zhou Buzhou's hand: "Old Zhou, there is something wrong with killing this thing! It's dangerous!"

"Let me kill!"

Hearing this, Zhou Buzhou was slightly suspicious.

Yang Zimei said with an obligatory expression on her face, "Old Zhou, you are the hope of our Spirit Ministry Base, you can't have any accidents!"

"When we killed those three Xia Geng corpses before, we felt that something was wrong. You must not take risks!"

"If you want to take a risk, it should be me, Yang Zimei..."

As she spoke, the spear held tightly by Yang Zimei's right hand had already poked towards the head of a corpse of Xia Geng, and was about to poke it.

Zhou Buzhou paused slightly, if it was really a risk, he couldn't let others take the risk for him!

As he said at the meeting of the base committee of the Ministry of Spiritual Affairs, it is enough for him to go all out alone!

Zhou Buzhou had a serious face.

He stretched out his right hand and directly pressed Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei struggled all over her face, and with all her strength, she handed out the spear inch by inch.

Zhou Buzhou turned his head and looked at Zhang Shan who was more honest and steady: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Shan said: "After killing Xia Geng's corpse, we seem to have a feeling of becoming stronger..."

Hearing this, Zhou Buzhou's face darkened.

I thought you were really doing it for my own good...

result!

Lift the right foot, contract, pop out!

This set of actions can be described as smooth and smooth.

All in one go!
He kicked Yang Zimei away.

Just say, why did this kid suddenly become righteous and duty-bound?
Yang Zimei rolled into the yellow sand, looked up speechless, and stared at Zhang Shan suspiciously.

Zhang Shan raised his knife and looked at Yang Zimei provocatively.

Yang Zimei bowed her head with a dark face, and slapped the sand on her body as if nothing had happened.

Without hesitation, Zhou Buzhou turned around and stabbed the head of one of Xia Geng's corpses with his sword.

The head of that Xia Geng corpse exploded in an instant.

A pile of blood-red meat fell, and when it hit the ground, it turned into a red mist and sank into the yellow sand, disappearing without a trace!
Seeing this scene, everyone looked at Qian Lin, as if they wanted to confirm whether it was Qian Lin who was killed.

Qian Lin himself shrank his neck slightly.

It was quite scary to watch my head explode elsewhere.

He couldn't help touching his head.

Still.

Ok!

But on the other side, Zhou Buzhou's heart was filled with surprise and doubt.

There is really a feeling of becoming stronger!
Zhou Buzhou quickly closed his eyes and looked inside.

But no matter whether it is the progress of the cultivation base, the true energy, or the prototype of the sword will, the extreme will, etc., nothing has changed.

So, how did this feeling of growing stronger come about?

Is it an illusion?

The black smoke in front of the right eye dissipated and then condensed.

0%.

If it's not an illusion, then after I killed Xia Geng's corpse, I really got a little bit stronger?

100%.

Looking at the numbers condensed by the black smoke, Zhou Buzhou remained silent.

He has some guesses in his heart, but he still needs to verify it.

Zhou Buzhou raised his sword again and pierced through the head of a corpse of Xia Geng again.

Everyone's eyes twitched slightly, and they always felt that the president killed Qian Lin without any psychological pressure...

Qian Lin shrank his neck again.

Zhou Buzhou stayed where he was.

He seems to have caught something...

Zhou Buzhou pondered.

He felt that the sword that killed the second Xia Geng corpse seemed to be stronger than the sword that killed the first Xia Geng corpse.

But he clearly used the same force.

But not necessarily.

After all, the strength there was too small, and he didn't know if there was really no difference.

After all, his control over his body has not yet reached the point where he can see everything clearly, and he cannot guarantee that the strength of each of his swords is exactly the same.

thinking,

Zhou Buzhou stabbed out with his sword again.

Yang Zimei grinned, but didn't say much.

He could see that Zhou Buzhou seemed to be verifying something.

The rest of the people also saw it, and they were all silently watching.

Qian Lin still couldn't look directly at the scene where his head was blown out elsewhere.

Zhou Buzhou calmed down, confirmed the force of the sword in his hand, lowered the force as much as possible, and tried to control the precision of the force so as not to cause too much fluctuation.

Then, he lightly handed out a sword to the yellow sand in front of him.

Zhanlu sword submerged about a foot into the yellow sand.

Zhou Buzhou drew his sword, and stabbed at the yellow sand in front of him again, still controlling the same force as before.

Zhanlu sword was still submerged about a foot into the yellow sand.

Another sword.

Still not within a foot or so.

Stabbing three swords in a row confirmed his control over the strength, and he was also familiar with the size and fluctuation of the strength.

Then, Zhou Buzhou flung out the fourth sword, instead of piercing Huang Sha, he pierced straight into the head of the third Xia Geng corpse.

With a bang.

The blood-red piece of meat landed on the ground, turned into a red mist, submerged into the yellow sand, and disappeared completely.

With the death of Xia Geng's corpse, Zhou Buzhou felt a subtle sense of becoming stronger.

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