The mysterious voice keeps murmuring "I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry". The sound is like a curse, and the hair on the body of the listener stands up and the scalp becomes numb.
Su Pingan also woke up suddenly, his expression changed drastically and he said, "What kind of evil thing is this?!"
Subconsciously, he immediately used Buddhist techniques to ward off evil spirits.
"Great Brahma Prajna!"
As Su Ping'an pinched the seal with his hand, a huge 'swastika' character appeared behind him, blooming with wisps of Buddha's light. The Buddha's light was thick and pure, with an aura of killing evil.
As a result, as soon as the '卍' character appeared, the blood-red dagger immediately made a sizzling sound like beans rolling in a frying pan, and there seemed to be a faint roar of a demon, "It hurts me so much, it hurts so much."
I am..."
boom……
The bloody dagger then burst out with an evil force, and Nangong Ming was suddenly shocked and flew out for more than ten battles. This strange scene seemed to be that Nangong Ming was backfired by the weapon, but the real situation was that the dagger
Thinking about staying away from Su Pingan.
This scene seemed long, but in fact it only happened in a moment.
By the time Su Pingan came to his senses, he almost realized that he was dreaming, but the pain coming from his abdomen told him that this was real and not a dream.
"What on earth is the dagger in this guy's hand, and why does it have such evil power?"
Su Pingan then stared closely at the dagger in Nangong Ming's hand, with a hint of caution in his eyes.
He always felt that the dagger contained an evil spirit, full of evil intelligence and greedy desires. Anyone who got it would be controlled by that evil will.
Nangong Ming is like this now.
After being knocked away by that strange force, Nangong Ming quickly got up from the ground again. He looked up at Su Ping'an and roared like a beast. His sanity seemed to have been completely lost, with only the remaining
The next obsession was controlling his actions, and he kept repeating: "I want you to die, I want you to die..."
As he spoke, Nangong Ming straightened his body, jumped up with his legs, and jumped towards Su Ping'an again as straight as a zombie.
"Whether you are a human or a ghost, you must die today!"
Now that things have happened, Su Ping'an doesn't care so much anymore. The literary energy in his body surges wildly, and then he pours all his power into his hands, and then speaks the truth, "Om Mani Padme Hum!"
Six-character Great Ming Mantra!
As soon as the six-character mantra came out, Su Pingan pressed the Buddha's seal with his hand, and the golden light all over his body emitted, illuminating the entire sky at once. The golden light was as fierce as a sword and seeped out from the seams in his palms. Even the crab essence next to him was in this essence.
Under the pure and powerful Buddha power, they all immediately screamed, "Wow, wow... what the hell kind of power is this, it hurts, it hurts..."
Under the illumination of Buddha's power, the crab essence of the peak demon general and the crab shell that even Wenzong Wenbao may not be able to break open were like snow meeting fire, and a large pustule was melted out in an instant.
The crab essence was also like being burned by countless real fires. It was rolling on the ground in pain and was in excruciating pain.
This is the natural restraint of Buddha's power on evil things!
Under the illumination of the Buddha's light, Nangong Ming was like a crab spirit. The black mist all over his body was sizzling, as if it had been vaporized. He was even more afraid of light. He subconsciously covered his face with his hands, and then quickly moved backwards.
Retreat.
At this time, Su Ping'an was like an Arhat who had subdued a demon, with a majestic appearance and a solemn golden light. He pinched the magic formula and shouted, "Go!"
The void trembled, and the six-character Great Ming Curse immediately painted a huge golden mountain and suppressed it directly towards Nangong Ming.
boom!
There was a roar from heaven and earth, and Nangong Ming was suppressed on the spot under the golden mountain of the Six-Word Great Ming Curse. The whole street was violently shaken, as if there was an earthquake.
When Su Ping'an put away his magical power, the golden light gradually dissipated, and the golden mountain on the ground disappeared, leaving only a large pit with a radius of about 10 meters. However, in the pit, I thought that Nangong Ming would be directly crushed by this blow.
He was a piece of meat, but he didn't expect that a red energy came out of the dagger and enveloped him, forming a shield to withstand all attacks.
"This thing can actually vaguely resist Buddha's power!"
Su Pingan was even more incredible when he saw this scene.
At this time, Nangong Ming at the bottom of the pit seemed to have regained his consciousness following Su Ping'an's attack. The blood-red light in his eyes gradually receded, and the evil aura and evil power on his body also slowly disappeared, just like that
The power of the dagger has a time limit. Once the time is up, all the power attached to Nangong Ming will dissipate.
"You...you're not dead yet?"
Nangong Ming, who had regained his consciousness, saw Su Ping'an still standing in front of him. A trace of surprise and panic flashed across his face. He turned around and looked around again. The memory in his mind seemed a little chaotic, but in the end he remembered everything, "
No, no... I sacrificed my nearly ten years of life to gain the power. I have been promoted to the Wenzong realm, but why can't I kill you? Why..."
Thinking of everything that had just happened, Nangong Ming seemed a little unable to accept the result, and almost collapsed.
Su Pingan looked at Nangong Ming at the bottom of the pit, his eyes extremely cold.
At this time, Nangong Ming was almost skinny and bones, and his hair had turned gray. He was like a walking skeleton, and his appearance was extremely terrifying.
This is the price of his sacrifice, and this is the price of his evil power.
In this ghostly state, even if Nangong Ming was not dead, he would not be much better.
Su Ping'an then shook his head and said, "Everything should end eventually!"
As he said that, he raised the brush in his hand and pointed it at Nangong Ming, and then slashed it with one stroke without mercy.
puff!
Nangong Ming then fell to the ground helplessly, like a scarecrow who had lost his life. Not even blood flowed out from the wound, his essence and blood had been sacrificed to the dagger.
"This thing is very evil. It's better to put it away and take it back to Mr. Luo for a chance to see it!"
Su Ping'an was wary of the dagger, but just when he was about to pick up the dagger Nangong Ming was holding, suddenly, the crab spirit that had been seriously injured by the Buddha's light suddenly burst out and rushed over again, a huge
The crab claws hit Su Pingan's head directly, "Damn human boy, if you dare to hurt me so seriously, you must die!"
boom!
Su Ping'an set up his writing brush at the critical moment and blocked the blow, but his body was thrown upside down by the force of the force and floated dozens of meters before he could stand still.
"Pfft...cough cough cough..."
Su Pingan finally stopped the decline, but still suffered internal injuries.
A full-strength attack from the peak demon general was not something that he, a seventh-level literary master, could withstand.
"Damn, I almost forgot that there is this big guy that I haven't finished yet."
Su Ping'an stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then focused his eyes on the big crab. His brush vibrated, and the Asparagus Tree in his body once again burst out with a strong power, and then it instantly surged throughout his body. His eyes were stern.
, then rushed forward with a brush in hand, "The mighty Tianlong..."
While Su Ping'an was fighting the crab spirit, no one noticed that the blood-red dagger next to the dead Nangong Ming's body suddenly slowly floated up like a spirit.
The dagger circled around Nangong Ming's body, and then a black mist rose up, and a black figure was pulled out from Nangong Ming's body.
The figure looked very similar to Nangong Ming, but he couldn't speak and could only keep struggling.
Then a deep voice sounded from the dagger: "Jie Jie... After more than a thousand years, after absorbing so many human blood and souls, the will of this god finally revived. Confucian sage... you lost in the end,
