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Chapter 883: God Search

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    The ascetic monk was stunned for a while, and after confirming Xiang Tiancheng's identity again and again, Fa gradually felt relieved.

    In fact, he didn't know what happened, he only knew that some seriously injured creatures escaped from Poria's route to his route, so he deliberately came over to take a look.

    In the end, the two could only follow the breath left by Poria.

    For about an hour or so, the two of them crossed mountains and ridges, sometimes overlooking the four directions from above, and sometimes shuttled among the jungles on the ground.

    Especially Xiang Tiancheng, who used his divine sense to the extreme, covering a full radius of a hundred miles, almost nothing could escape his divine sense.

    "Front¡­¡­"

    Xiang Tiancheng pointed to the front and rushed forward first.

    In front of it is a piece of jagged rocks, some of which are tens or hundreds of feet high, towering between the sky and the earth, like a stone sword with a handle.

    Among them, there are dense branches and leaves, and there are also many towering ancient trees.

    Xiang Tiancheng had just caught an air movement before, but the other party disappeared soon after.

    Before entering, the two found a large area of ??battle traces.

    The pine wood, which was thicker than the water tank, was blown to pieces, and a huge stone was broken at the same time, as if it had been cut off by a sharp weapon

    In addition, there are large areas of blood, and even the corpses of many creatures of all races.

    On the contrary, almost no corpses of alien creatures were seen.

    "There are at least a dozen creatures that are not weak."

    The ascetic monk frowned slightly and whispered.  As he said that, his eyes flashed with the seal of Buddha, as if he wanted to penetrate the dense jungle.

    Xiang Tiancheng nodded and didn't say much.

    Most of the dozen or so powerful creatures are alien races, and they seem to be chasing and killing someone very fast.

    Even at the speed of Xiang Tiancheng and the ascetic, after chasing for more than an hour, there was still no one in sight.

    "Amitabha, female patron"

    Not long after moving forward, the two of them found a woman in black lying in a pool of blood.

    The other party was seriously injured, almost cut off at the waist, his soul was shattered, and he was dying, and it seemed that he would not survive.

    The woman's eyes were dimmed, and after seeing the two, she instinctively wanted to reach out her hand.

    She didn't want to die, full of unwillingness and despair, trembling all over.

    However, it was difficult even to raise the arm, just raised it for a few minutes, and then it fell down in an instant.

    ?The ascetic monk stepped forward, and breathed out the holy Buddha light on the palm of his hand, covering the woman, and rescued her.

    "Forget it, she's gone."

    Just as Xiang Tiancheng was about to step forward, he found that the woman in black was completely breathless, and there was still a hopeful smile on the corner of her mouth.

    The ascetic monk gradually withdrew his divine power, stared at the woman in black, and said: "The world is suffering, the benefactor will go all the way"

    Immediately, he said again: "Why do people in the world love to kill each other so much, can't they live in peace?"

    "If it was possible, there wouldn't be a battle in Tiantaigu, there wouldn't be so many fights, and there wouldn't be so many people practicing martial arts."

    Xiang Tiancheng patted the ascetic monk's shoulder, and spoke slowly, signaling the other party not to think too much.

    It's not that he is indifferent, but that he has seen too many scenes of life and death.  Moreover, he has always believed that there is no saint in the world, and that no creature can be perfect and perfect, and can have no desires or desires.

    As long as there is demand, there will be struggle.

    "All sentient beings are exhausted, Fangzheng Bodhi, hell is not empty, vow not to become a Buddha"

    The ascetic monk whispered.

    "Actually, the whole world is like a sea of ??hell, everyone is struggling. Some people fight, maybe just to climb out of the sea of ??suffering, and have no intention of harming others. They are not wrong, while some are different, for their own self-interest  , unscrupulous. These people should be saved"

    As the two of them walked forward, Xiang Tian became the Taoist.

    The ascetic monk looked at Xiang Tiancheng unexpectedly, then nodded, and said, "Thank you. Actually, I also understand, but it's inevitable that I feel a little emotional."

    "Chi"

    At this moment, a broken wind sprang out from the jungle of fur.

    It was a bloody spear.

    Xiang Tiancheng snorted coldly, he had noticed it a long time ago, and immediately slapped the spear, smashing the spear to pieces.

    Immediately afterwards, the two rushed into the jungle at the same time.

    All I saw was a creature of a foreign race who was badly injured, half lying in the bushes, looking at Xiang Tiancheng and the ascetic monk with sinister eyes.

    "You really dare to think, one blow is like killing the two of us?"

      Xiang Tiancheng's aura exuded, overwhelming the opponent, and his whole body trembled violently.

    "All creatures of all races deserve to die"

    This alien creature looks like a tiger and a leopard, and its temperament is indeed very staunch.

    "It's not up to you to decide whether you should die or not. Tell me, what happened here?"

    Xiang Tiancheng snorted coldly, picked it up, and shouted indifferently.

    The alien creature also snorted coldly and cursed: "What are you? Why should I tell you?"

    "Boom"

    As soon as his voice fell, there was a roaring sound here.

    A domineering force surged out from Xiang Tiancheng's altar, directly covering the heads of the alien creatures.

    "Roar¡­¡­"

    The alien creature struggled violently, roaring in pain.

    It just felt like his head was about to split open, a force forcibly broke through layers of defenses, and searched in his brain.

    This kind of power is too overbearing, he can't resist it at all.

    "God search?"

    The ascetic monk's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at Xiang Tiancheng and asked.

    I saw that Xiang Tiancheng nodded silently.

    The ascetic monk vibrated.

    The God Search Technique can forcibly search other people's memories. This method is almost invisible in later generations, and he has only seen related records in ancient books.

    ? I heard that if you have reached a certain level of spiritual search, you can even forcibly obtain magical powers from other people's minds.  In the eyes of many, this is a nefarious means.

    If someone knows how to search for magic, how can they resist using this ability?

    In fact, Xiang Tiancheng didn't need to practice at all.  Because he is very familiar with this supernatural power.  It's just that I didn't have enough spiritual consciousness before, so I haven't used it all the time.

    Unexpectedly, it will come in handy at this time.

    Soon, Xiang Tiancheng swung his arm and threw the alien away, his face became a little dignified.

    "What do you see?"

    The ascetic monk asked hastily.

    Xiang Tiancheng set off directly, and then said: "I only see that they seem to be chasing and killing Fu Ling"

    In fact, it wasn't that he couldn't see too much, but that this creature didn't know the whole story, and followed others to join in the fun, but it didn't take long for it to be severely injured.

    Soon, they heard the roar of rage and the sound of fighting.

    Visible to the naked eye, boulders collapsed one after another, ancient trees were blown to pieces, and dust filled the sky.

    The rumbling sound was deafening.

    Soon, the two saw everything through the jungle.

    Poria was surrounded, with blood on the corner of its mouth, standing on a pile of rubble.

    There are hundreds of creatures in all directions, most of them are alien races. They roared and culled wildly.

    The Wanzu side is weak, and the battle is very tragic.

    "Hand it over"

    A white-clothed man let out a loud roar, and after sending a foreign creature flying, he rushed towards the pile of rubble.

    This person is exactly the young man of the Yin-Yang Sect. He is very powerful.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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