I'm really just a juggler.

Chapter 867: All perception, no sight falls on the body.

How experienced Duan Xingyu is.

It was obvious at a glance that Di Zhong was not being sincere in what he said.

Then he said, "Di Zhong, what does the Killing God Technique rely on to practice?"

Hearing the teacher's question, Di Zhong's face turned serious.

"The Killing God Technique, the practice should be based on killing people."

Duan Xingyu nodded, then shook his head.

When Di Chong saw this, he knew that there must be something unclear about the Killing God Technique.

Duan Xingyu said, "Di Zhong, although you are very strong now, stronger than me, it won't be long before I can catch up with you and surpass you."

When Di Chong heard this, his eyes suddenly bulged.

"How can this be!"

Duan Xingyu smiled: "Yeah, how is this possible, is it?"

"In the practice of the Killing God Technique, killing is only one of the methods of cultivation. Its most important purpose is to cultivate with murderous aura!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderclap exploding in Di Zhong's mind.

He understood, it was like a sudden enlightenment.

This chaotic era is a good time for the Temple of Killing to rise.

Because the world is full of chaos, murderous and evil spirits.

The complete version of the God-Killing Technique is very different from the previous one and does not focus on talent.

If you have enough murderous aura, it will be easy for you to cultivate it in a short period of time.

Seeing that Di Chong understood what he said, Duan Xingyu spoke.

"Now that you understand, let's see how my half-disciple does it."

When he was still in the cradle, Bu Chen worshipped him as his half-master.

He also promised that as long as the Mosu family was not destroyed, the power of the Cradle would not be cut off.

Now the situation in the cradle is very complicated, and the Mosu family is worried about death.

Of course, this is not the main point. The main point is the rise of the Temple of Killing.

Now the complete Killing God Technique has appeared, and a genius has also been sent.

In this era, the rise of the Temple of Killing is a foregone conclusion.

Looking up, he seemed to see Bu Chen in the deep space.

But it only seems so, because of the sight of many holy realms.

He couldn't see the specific scene clearly.

Everyone saw the figure behind Bu Chen, a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

Especially the Saint of Power who faces him head-on.

His current situation is beyond the imagination of others.

"What the hell is this!"

He didn't believe it. He believed in the way of heaven, and all the monsters and demons were just chickens and dogs.

A huge force emerged, and he punched out with unstoppable force.

Bu Chen's thick shadow suddenly opened his eyes.

The murderous aura on the earth gathered and kept changing in the hands of the phantom.

There is no fixed shape.

Like a giant sword that destroys the world.

Like a big knife that can cut anything.

Like a huge stick that causes a landslide and cracks the earth.

like a millstone that grinds flesh and blood.

……

But no matter what kind of existence it is, the Saint of Strength can feel the breath of death.

The Saint of Strength threw a punch. Bu Chen's figure remained the same as before.

Ghostly cracks appeared in the county and city, and then they shattered.

The shadow behind him also disappeared.

When the Saint of Strength saw this, he burst into laughter.

"Everything is fake. Even if it's true, so what? Even if I don't die, so what? I will beat you to death."

Although he was in a good mood, his eyes kept scanning the surroundings.

He didn't believe that Bu Chen would die so easily.

Soon, a figure condensed in the void.

Everyone who saw this scene showed surprise on their faces.

The undead are indeed difficult to deal with.

The Saint of Strength did not hesitate and quickly appeared in front of Bu Chen.

He threw a punch from behind, and the heavenly weapon on his arm released holy power.

However, after disappearing, Bu Chen appeared in front of him again intact.

The Saint of Strength continued: "I don't believe it. Everything has its limits. I don't believe you can be reborn forever."

Bu Chen smiled: "This kind of thing is not something you can just ignore."

The Saint of Strength punched, and Bu Chen disappeared and reappeared.

again and again.

Father, like son.

They didn't notice it at first, but it happened more and more times.

Some people secretly discovered that something was wrong.

Everything that happened to Yang Qian felt fake.

When this thought came to their mind, the scene before them changed.

Bu Chen was seen quietly watching the Saint of Strength's actions.

And behind him, a shadow was constantly gathering strength.

In an instant, he reached the level of a first-level saint.

As if he had noticed the society, Bu Chen glanced over here.

The people in the dark were shocked.

What kind of method is this? He can actually use the power of a semi-saint to deceive those who are in the saint realm.

Bu Chen also sighed, if he didn't want to condense the shadow of the God of Death.

The one who can deal a fatal blow to the opponent depends on those people in the dark.

I also want to spy on him.

Simply wishful thinking.

"What are you doing, a sideshow clown?"

Suddenly, there was an explosion in deep space.

The Saint of Strength recognized the owner of the voice.

"Lord, I don't have it!"

With Tiannu's interference, the Saint of Strength also discovered that something was wrong.

He found Bu Chen's true form at a glance.

Behind him, the shadow was the same as before, even making him tremble.

Because by now, the shadow of the God of Death has already condensed the power of a second-level saint.

Seeing the Saint of Strength wake up in shock, Bu Chen smiled faintly.

"Why, do you look down on juggling?"

The Saint of Strength was furious: "Such arrogant words! How can such a mere acrobatics be worthy of being on stage?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands that were folded across his chest, and the power in the void gathered.

A rune condensed in the air.

At this moment, Bu Chen felt the lock of heaven and earth.

There is no escape.

Some people in the dark suddenly cried out in surprise.

"Mystery Rune. Even at the Saint level, one can initially comprehend the Wandering Rune."

There was a smug look in the eyes of the Saint of Strength. Today, you must die here.

As he spoke, everything in the space was under his control.

Bu Chen did not dare to be arrogant and could only pause to gather murderous aura.

The seal of the deceiver and thief was formed in his hand.

After all the thief seals were lit up, a message appeared in his mind.

That is, the Seal of the Deceiver can deceive heaven and earth, and deceive everything.

All sights and feelings cannot descend upon me.

The Saint of Strength saw this and roared, "Ant, you are at the end of your rope. Nothing can save you."

The mystery of power has arrived.

Everyone in the dark felt that Bu Chen was beyond redemption.

But the Saint of Strength had a look of shock on his face.

Because he could feel that the previous attack did not completely hit the opponent.

How can this be?

Once the secret is revealed, all those below the holy realm are ants.

How could there be any way to escape the blockade of the mystery?

He roared in his heart, and a hint of horror appeared in his eyes.

He just realized that Di Chen was known as the one who suppressed the geniuses.

It's not aimless.

At this moment, he felt a little scared.

The guidance in his heart made him want to escape as quickly as possible.

"How can this be!"

This is impossible!

His eyes fell on Lu Ziye who was dying beside him.

He suddenly rushed forward, trying to catch the other person.

hum!

Suddenly, a ray of light appeared in deep space.

Its light shines on the entire earth.

When the Saint of Strength saw this scene, his eyes suddenly widened.

Reflecting the fear within.